Chapter 1368 - The Crowd Astonished
Chen Fan opened his hand. The sword light raged wildly—thrashing, struggling, yet failing to escape. It looked almost like a mischievous child, but as he slowly closed his palm, the light was crushed and shattered piece by piece.
This scene caused the hearts of countless people to squeeze violently.
“Heavens, I thought Xing Qian’s Battle Celestial Sword would give Chen Fan real trouble. But this... It couldn’t even break through his defense. Just what kind of martial arts has Chen Fan practiced to become this powerful?”
“It’s truly unfathomable. Xing Qian may have claimed that his sword art was a legacy he stumbled upon in some forgotten ruins, but that’s not the truth. This blade hails from a mysterious sect, handed down since ancient times. Every generation of its successors produced a world-shaking expert whose sword art stood unrivaled. Xing Qian’s talent and strength are far from ordinary, yet Chen Fan easily broke his ultimate move.”
“So Chen Fan’s physique being as strong as an immortal artifact wasn’t just a rumor? It was a fact!”
Stunned silence swept through the crowd.
It would have been one thing if Chen Fan had merely neutralized the attack. However, he had actually grabbed the sword light and crushed it with his bare hand. The impact of that act was immeasurable.
They were all well aware of the might of the Battle Celestial Sword. They never thought that Chen Fan would face it like this. It was completely unexpected.
None here doubted the sword arts’ power. What they witnessed today was no fault of the sword—it was Chen Fan’s physique, impossibly tough, strong enough to reduce the sword’s brilliance to fragments. Even if he was not exactly an immortal artifact, he could not be far from it.
Due to this, many people were curious about how Chen Fan had trained himself.
“Didn’t you say you were going to teach me a lesson? Is that the extent of your abilities?” Chen Fan sneered coldly, “The Battle Celestial Sword is nothing special. If this is all you’re capable of, then I will be the one teaching you a lesson!”
“Damn it, how dare you insult me and my Battle Celestial Sword, you bastard. You’re getting ahead of yourself!” Xing Qian flew into a rage. The sword light in his hand tore through the sky once more, slashing toward Chen Fan. Wherever it passed, the air shattered and collapsed, leaving behind a terrifying vacuum; from afar, it looked as though entire pockets of the heavens had caved in.