C41 Fighting Situ Feng

In that moment, Han Chen used the lightning that no one expected, and killed Lei Li in front of everyone. The tens of thousands of spectators all fell into a deathly silence.

Second level of the Refinement Realm? Idiot? Crazy? Those people who had doubted Han Chen earlier, all shut their mouths obediently, as if they had been slapped in the face.

"Little bastard, you dare to kill him?" The Lei Family head's eyes turned blood-red. His body trembled as boundless killing intent gushed out from him.

"What is it? Lei Shi, do you want to make a move against my Pu Jia's Young Master? " The one who spoke was an elder behind Pu Yuelin, a member of the Pu Jia, they now had a whole new level of respect for Han Chen. Even for Pu Yuelin, the enmity in his heart had completely disappeared. To be able to kill Lei Li who was at the sixth level of Qi Refining on the spot, what else was he not satisfied with?

Everyone's eyes were focused on Lei Kuang. The latter clenched his fists, closing his eyes and opening them again. He did his best to suppress the anger in his heart and said fiercely, "Good, very good. Pu Yuelin, your Pu Jia is very good."

"Thank you for your praise."

"Hmph." Lei Shi sat down on the chair in anger, he looked at Lei Li's body that had been swept away, and his heart was filled with hatred and anger.

On the left side, Situ Kuang's expression turned increasingly cold. He had originally wanted to make use of this annual Clan Assembly's battle to suppress Pu Jia. Who would have thought that a 'Young Master' would come out of nowhere. But it didn't matter, so what if Lei Li died? To his Situ Family, this was not a bad thing.

After the audience recovered from their shock, it was time for a round of discussion. The judge nodded his head and said loudly, "The competition continues, who else wants to challenge Young Master Pu Jia?"

Young Master Pu Jia! The disciples of the Pu Jia area all cheered loudly. Han Chen almost fell off the stage in a depressed and depressed manner, and couldn't help but turn his gaze towards Shen Yu.

As their four eyes met, ripples surfaced in Shen Yu's eyes, and like a pond full of autumn water, he revealed a deeply moved expression. That man didn't disappoint her.

If even Lei Li was killed by Han Chen, who would dare to challenge him? The gazes of the crowd subconsciously landed on the handsome man in front of the Situ Family seat. In their opinion, the only one who could fight against Han Chen was probably only Situ Feng.

The atmosphere in the arena was very noisy and chaotic. Situ Feng's eyelids twitched as a smile appeared on his face. He slowly stood up and walked towards the arena.

"Young Master Situ is about to make his move."

"I really never thought that the one who would be fighting in the end would be Situ Feng and Lei Li!"

"Yeah!" But Han Chen is really hiding his strength too well. "

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Although no one had expected such a scene, the atmosphere on the battleground had reached an unprecedented level. The hot topic of winning the championship and the powerful dark horse who appeared out of nowhere. This kind of confrontation attracted the attention of tens of thousands.

Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands of people, Situ Feng stepped onto the arena. With a calm expression and a smile, he said, "I was very surprised, I didn't expect that the person on the stage would be you."

"Is that so?" Han Chen also chuckled, and replied indifferently: "Even if I don't see you on stage, when I am off-stage in the future, you will look for me!"

"That's right, because I really hate you. I really want to kill you with my own hands."

It was hard to imagine that these two would have such a huge grudge just from their first meeting. Everyone also understood that the reason behind this was naturally because of Shen Yu.

Regardless of whether or not Situ Feng was interested in Shen Yu, everyone already knew that she had rejected the Situ Family's marriage proposal because of Han Chen. To the Situ Family that wanted face, this was undoubtedly a shameful matter.

Situ Feng's eyebrows wrinkled with ridicule, "If you are smart enough, then scram. You can live for a few more days. Lei Li was only an archer, and his close combat was only slightly better than the fourth level of Qi Refining. He was killed by you out of carelessness, so there's nothing to brag about. If it were me, I would be able to do the same. "

These words pointed out the main points of the previous battle. Speaking of Lei Li, she had indeed died unjustly. He had underestimated Han Chen too much. By the time he reacted, it was already too late.

Situ Feng's attitude made Han Chen very unhappy. With his sword held at an angle, he said neither servile nor overbearing, "If you want to fight, then fight, cut the crap!"

"Very well, since you want to die, I'll grant you that wish."

Under the nervous anticipation of everyone present, the two parties finally made their move. Situ Feng's legs moved, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Han Chen like a graceful gust of wind. With a slight tremble, a longsword impressively appeared in his hand.

Han Chen's face changed, he secretly gasped in surprise at his opponent's speed, he did not dare to be negligent and immediately raised his sword to meet it.

If nothing unexpected happened, this would be the last battle for the championship of this year's annual Clan Assembly! The spectators on the field were also looking extremely serious. Especially Shen Yu, he couldn't help but be worried for him.

On the eastern high platform, the expressions of the Patriarchs of the three great powers within Linxing City were all different. Pu Yuelin frowned, as if he was thinking about something. Lei Bao's face was ashen, and his eyes were full of killing intent and anger.

As for Situ Kuang, he had an almost imperceptible smile on his face. Now that Lei Li was killed by Han Chen, the two families would definitely fight to the death. In order to safely exterminate the Pu Jia. Lei Bao would definitely request for his family to cooperate. At that time, the importance of his being in the Situ Family could be imagined.

"Patriarch." Elder Situ Yan who was standing behind him said in a low voice, "Eldest Young Master's Wind Blade is incredibly powerful, and coupled with his' Gale 'ability, this battle is definitely going to be won."

Situ Kuang didn't speak, he only smiled and didn't speak. However, from his expression, he was confident that he would win.

The wind was the most effective manifestation of speed and elegance! With the "Gale" ability, Situ Feng's movements were filled with confidence and sharpness, especially his swift and fierce sword moves, aimed at the opponent's weak points. Han Chen found it difficult to deal with them.

"Heh, brat, if you only have this little bit of ability, then I am truly disappointed."

"Don't be too careless, you might lose miserably!"

Han Chen's eyes congealed, and a sharp aura surged out from the surface of the flexible sword. As it moved to the side and dodged the opponent's attack, the sword tip at the same time cleverly attacked Situ Feng's lower abdomen.

"Hmph." Situ Feng disapproved and with a move of his wrist, he retracted his sword and cut towards Han Chen's arm.

Just as the sword light flashed, Han Chen suddenly loosened his grip and released his grip on the sword, quickly retracting his right hand. Everyone present was stunned. What was going on? He didn't even want a weapon?

Before anyone could react, Han Chen dodged Situ Feng's attack and used his left hand to grab the sword's hilt. Boom! Situ Feng was a little surprised, he instantly understood the other party's intention, and a sword light shot out.

Hiss! The clothes on Situ Feng's chest were cut open, along with a slight stinging pain on his skin. The spectators on the field could not help but shout out in secret, "Good sword art!"

This strike was indeed beautiful! All the disciples in the Pu Jia area clapped.

"Bastard!" Anger was written all over Situ Fengjun's face. With a thought, his longsword froze. A few condensed sword images struck at Han Chen's head, heart, and lower abdomen.

Han Chen was not one to be outdone. The power of the sword in his body unreservedly erupted, and with him at the center, several tens of black sword beams flew out.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! The confrontation between the two sides was dazzling.

However, if he wanted to fight against Situ Feng, it wouldn't be so simple. The air currents in the ring suddenly became restless, as if a violent gale had risen. Everyone understood that this was Situ Feng's plan.

On the stage, the fierce wind whistled, causing Han Chen's clothes and long hair to rustle in the wind! A strong sense of oppression enveloped his body, even slowing his movements.

"Han Chen, be careful!" Shen Yu pursed her lips, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly.

The mood of the audience grew increasingly tense. However, the disciples of the Situ Family revealed smiles of victory. Situ Feng's eyes were filled with malice as he sneered in his heart, "You damned brat, if you meet my brother, even in death you will regret it."

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, Situ Feng had completely pushed his sacred art to its limit. Even the surrounding areas of the arena began to shake. Han Chen was anxious, with a flick of his sword, he rushed towards his opponent.

"Heh, you're courting death." With a thought from Situ Feng, dozens of green wind blades condensed in the air. The wind blades drew a few arcs in the air as they struck towards Han Chen.

Han Chen did not dare to be careless, he immediately waved his sword to block the wind blade, but there was still one that cut across his left shoulder. A sharp pain accompanied by red blood oozed out. In the audience, Shen Yu's heart tightened and his two small hands couldn't help but clench together.

A smug look flashed through Situ Feng's eyes as he immediately controlled his wind blades and continued his attack. In a situation where his movements were restricted, it was difficult for Han Chen to avoid all of his opponent's attacks.

Seeing Han Chen's body full of wounds, the spectators on the stage all had their answers. In the end, someone at the fifth level of Qi Refining was still unable to defeat Situ Feng who was at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

On the eastern high platform, the expressions of the patriarchs of the three great families changed yet again. Situ Kuang had a smile on his face. The champion of this year's annual competition wouldn't be able to escape. Lei Qing's gaze turned cold, he stared straight at Han Chen, wanting to personally torture that damned brat.

Pu Yuelin and the elders of the Pu Jia were all frowning. They had already recognized Han Chen as their "Young Master". If anything happened to him, Shen Yu would not be able to turn the sky upside down.

"Big brother, kill him." Situ Yi shouted from below the stage.

"Hehe, that's exactly what I meant!" Situ Feng no longer planned on delaying. He instantly dashed forwards, wanting to end the opponent's life.

Coldness surged in Han Chen's eyes. The opponent's strength was beyond his imagination. At a time like this, he could only fight with his life on the line. At this moment, a bright light suddenly flashed in his mind as a few voices that sounded as heavy as thunder resounded in his ears.

"Nine Revolutions God Slaughtering Technique!"