Capítulo 1273: Chapter 1359: Formidable Opponent
The first match ended with Tao Zui erging victorious.
Imdiately, the second match began. Among the two contestants, surprisingly, there was soone familiar to Chen Nan: Tao Zui’s younger sister, Tao Muxue.
Her opponent was a disciple from another first-level sect. Although Chen Nan didn’t know him, one could tell from a person’s outward appearance their cultivation level, which was definitely no match for Tao Muxue.
Despite being a girl, Tao Muxue’s cultivation was not much inferior to her brother’s. She easily won, sending her opponent off the platform in just two moves.
Yun Chen muttered to herself, “I’ve heard the Tao siblings are exceptionally talented. It seems they really do have so skill.”
Anyone who earned her praise was definitely a top-notch genius.
“What, are you scared?” Chen Nan teased.
Yun Chen sneered, “Honestly, among my peers, there’s truly no one I’ve ever feared.”
Chen Nan laughed, “Alright, enough boasting. It’s your turn to go on stage.”
This wasn’t just Chen Nan speaking; there was indeed a na on the list announced by the Kuang Clan elder for the third match: Kuang Chenyun.
“I’m not deaf.”
Yun Chen turned around and leaped onto the platform gracefully.
As soon as a mber of the Kuang Clan appeared, the audience was abuzz. The Kuang Clan is considered an undefeated legend. Would their unbeaten legacy continue at this Genius Conference? Everyone watched with bated breath.
Everyone assud that Kuang Chenyun’s opponent must be a top genius from a first-level sect.
But no one expected his opponent to be a disciple from Tianyuan Sect, a second-level sect, nad Nie Lin.
Tianyuan Sect, surna Nie!
Chen Nan seed to rember sothing.
Back during the Xue Zhan in Xuanwu City, when various sects besieged him, he had joked that none of their peers could match him.
At that ti, the senior disciple of Tianyuan Sect, Lu Yuanqiao, seed to have said that if his junior, Nie, were here, he definitely wouldn’t allow Chen Nan’s arrogance. From his tone, this so-called junior Nie must be the most talented among Tianyuan Sect’s younger generation.
Presumably, this was about Nie Lin.
The skills of this Nie were not weak at all. He displayed power at the Completely Eighth Layer Heaven, and the combat strength he unleashed could rival a Heavenly Passage Expert.
Unfortunately for him, his luck was terrible; he encountered the formidable Yun Chen.
Indeed, as the saying goes, “there’s always soone stronger.” Nie Lin’s talent was extraordinary, but ultimately, he wasn’t a top-tier genius. After exchanging over fifty moves with Yun Chen, he was punched off the platform.
The audience gasped; this was the most exciting match since the beginning.
The Tao siblings’ previous opponents were too weak, and their massive skill gap ant they ended the matches in just a few moves.
One has to say that Nie Lin was a bit unlucky; if he had faced soone weaker than Yun Chen, advancing to the next round wouldn’t have been difficult.
Yet, after clashing with Yun Chen, he was eliminated right in the qualifiers.
The spectators from Tianyuan Sect were all exasperated, thinking luck really was against them. Just at the start, and they had to face a genius from the Kuang Clan!
Indeed, as the saying goes, “Man proposes, Heaven disposes.” So things are beyond our control!
…
The qualifiers had fifty participants, divided into twenty-five pairs. After less than an hour, three matches were already completed.
However, in the subsequent matches, none ended as quickly as the Tao siblings’ did. Most were closely contested, hard to differentiate who would win, and only decided after dozens, even a hundred moves.
Before anyone realized it, the morning was over, with twelve matches completed, and it still wasn’t Chen Nan’s turn.
The order of appearance and opponents were decided by the Kuang Clan elder on the platform, who randomly drew lots. Fifty bamboo slips bearing the nas of the fifty participants lay on the table, face down. The elder would draw two slips in public, and the nad pair would compete.
The competition resud promptly in the afternoon, and it was during the sixteenth match that Chen Nan’s turn ca.
His opponent was a guy nad Shi Fanzhen.
What surprised Chen Nan was that this guy, like him, was also a Martial Artist.
First on the platform, Chen Nan watched as Shi Fanzhen leaped up, landing with a thud that seed to shake the ground.
This guy was enormous, standing at three ters tall, with a physique like an ox, and muscles bulging all over, giving off an impression of boundless strength, similar to a giant gorilla just by standing there.
He clutched a pair of Copper Hamrs as thick as water tanks in his hands, exuding a fearso aura akin to a wild bull.
“Waaah! I’ve heard your close combat skills are impressive. Today, I shall compete against you!” The giant bellowed, swinging his massive hamrs with a resounding crash that nearly deafened everyone.
Chen Nan furrowed his brow, realizing this giant was a formidable foe with very deep power.
Beckoning challengingly with a finger, Chen Nan taunted, “If you’re not afraid of death, co at .”
Enraged by these words, Shi Fanzhen charged, swinging his hamrs like a hurricane towards Chen Nan, ready to smash down with overwhelming force.
Everyone watching widened their eyes.
The two hamrs were as large as water tanks, appearing much bigger than Chen Nan himself. Coupled with Shi Fanzhen’s Inner Strength, their full-force impact likely packed a million pounds of force.
Perhaps even more than a million!
Everyone held their breath for Chen Nan, who, although able to easily defeat Long Aotian and eliminate Zhao Zhiquan, appeared frail before Shi Fanzhen and his mighty hamrs.
Chen Nan stood immovable as a mountain, silently harnessing the All Word Truth, waiting for Shi Fanzhen’s hamr to strike.
Just half a ter above his head, Chen Nan roared, triggering the All Word Truth for four tis his strength while activating the Listed Words True Mantra, with the heavy Residual Stele Illusion manifesting around him, giving him a steadfast aura akin to Mount Tai.
“Hoo…”
His fist whirled, gathering all his strength, and he swung it towards the descending hamr.
The crowd collectively gasped; wasn’t Chen Nan too arrogant, facing such a powerful enemy barehanded rather than wielding a weapon?
“Clang…”
A tallic resonance echoed all around.
Chen Nan’s punch struck the Copper Hamr, the void quivering violently, with ferocious shockwaves surging outward as the ground beneath his feet began to crack.
Seeing his hamr blocked, Shi Fanzhen fud, swinging the other hamr downwards destructively.
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