NABC Chapter 2203 Unstoppable
Chapter 2203 Unstoppable
"Wuchen Region, Martial Arts Arena No. 11, the victor is Cao Feiyu from Danchen Sect!"
As the verdict was announced, Cao Feiyu's body went limp, and she fell backward. But Chen Fei, who arrived just in time, caught her and pulled her into his arms.
Chen Fei carried the nearly exhausted Cao Feiyu and quickly left the training ground. He found a relatively quiet corner and gently put her down.
His expression was solemn as he placed one hand against Cao Feiyu's back and spiritual platform. Pure and gentle Yuan energy, like a babbling brook, flowed continuously into her body, helping her to regulate her disordered Qi and repair her damaged meridians.
With his other hand, he gently pressed it against Cao Feiyu's brow. A wisp of cool soul power, containing the calming and tranquil essence of the Myriad Transformations Return to Truth Spiritual Mirror, carefully probed into her sea of consciousness, soothing her soul that was weakened by over-stimulating the Undying Spiritual Light.
After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Cao Feiyu's pale face finally regained color, and she slowly opened her eyes. What came into view was Chen Fei's face, which was very close to hers.
"How do you feel?" Chen Fei asked in a low voice.
Cao Feiyu shook her head slightly, a smile appearing on her face, her voice weak: "I'm just tired."
Chen Fei shook his head helplessly and said, "Why did you do this? Yue Qing is quite strong, and you weren't in good condition. It's already difficult enough that you fought to that extent. That last sword strike was too dangerous..."
"I know."
Cao Feiyu gently interrupted him, resting her head on his chest. Listening to his strong heartbeat, the pain in her body lessened somewhat.
"But I want to win. I want to do this so that I won't fall too far behind you in the future."
Chen Fei remained silent for a moment, then slowly began to speak:
"Listen to me, if you encounter a strong enemy again, never act recklessly like you did before. If things are hopeless, admit defeat immediately, understand?"
Chen Fei paused, then added, "Our primary goal on this trip is to broaden our horizons and hone our skills, accumulating experience for the future. It's not worth risking everything, even our future, for it."
Cao Feiyu looked up at the worry in Chen Fei's eyes, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart:
"Okay, I promise you. If I really can't win, I won't force myself."
Upon hearing this, Chen Fei finally smiled.
However, the pace of the Grand Competition of Ten Thousand Sects was more brutal than imagined.
Just as Cao Feiyu had barely recovered some of her fighting strength, her identity token emitted a guiding light once again.
The fifth match came so quickly, less than half an hour after her last match ended. Even with the accelerated recovery she had just gained by entering her own dimension, it hadn't been that fast.
Cao Feiyu's expression changed slightly, and Chen Fei also frowned.
"Time is too tight, and your condition..." Chen Fei looked at Cao Feiyu's still pale face with concern.
Cao Feiyu took a deep breath, suppressing her fatigue, and her fighting spirit rekindled in her eyes: "It's alright. Since it's arranged, it's my battle. Perhaps my opponent is in worse shape than me?"
She had only said this to comfort herself, but when she was teleported to the Ji Si area, the No. 8 training ground, and saw her opponent, she found that her words had indeed come true.
Her opponent was a giant man, nine feet tall, like an iron tower.
He was carrying a terrifyingly heavy hammer that was taller than himself, with a head as large as a millstone.
However, the giant's breathing was extremely disordered at this moment.
Clearly, this giant had suffered an extremely brutal battle in the previous fight. Although he won a pyrrhic victory, he also paid the price of serious injury, and his recovery time was very short, with his condition far from stable.
“Giant Spirit Sect, Xiong Lie.”
The giant's voice was like a broken gong, but his eyes were like those of a wounded beast, fixed on Cao Feiyu. "Little wench, you're lucky you caught me injured. But beating me won't be so easy!"
"Dan Chen Sect, Cao Feiyu, please!"
The battle begins.
Although Xiong Lie was seriously injured, his ferocity remained undiminished. With a roar, he swung his heavy hammer and charged towards Cao Feiyu.
The hammer swung up, its power greatly reduced due to the injury, but its indomitable, life-or-death ferocity still sent chills down one's spine.
Cao Feiyu dared not take the attack head-on, and could only rely on her relatively agile movements and the exquisite sword techniques of the Heavenly Sword Technique to maneuver around Xiong Lie. Her sword flashed like lightning, targeting the openings Xiong Lie had made due to his injuries.
Xiong Lie, like a wounded bear, swung his hammer, but could barely touch Cao Feiyu's clothes.
Instead, Cao Feiyu's exquisite swordsmanship inflicted numerous shallow wounds all over his body, leaving him bleeding profusely. The sword energy within him accelerated the depletion of his stamina and the worsening of his injuries.
Both sides were gritting their teeth and persevering. Cao Feiyu, relying on her willpower and desire for victory, held her breath and pushed her swordsmanship to its limit, searching for an opportunity to win with a single blow.
Xiong Lie, on the other hand, relied on his brute physique and an indomitable ferocity to fight as if he were exhausting his own life force.
After less than a hundred moves of fierce fighting, Xiong Lie's movements slowed down noticeably. Cao Feiyu seized the opportunity and, the moment Xiong Lie's hammer missed, she once again mustered a wisp of undying spiritual light, sensing a gap in Xiong Lie's aura between his chest and abdomen.
With a sharp cry, Cao Feiyu poured all her inner energy into her longsword, transforming it into a resolute sword rainbow that pierced straight into Xiong Lie's vulnerable chest and abdomen.
"Pfft!"
The sword light entered his body, emerging from Xiong Lie's back, causing his massive body to stiffen abruptly.
He looked down at the long sword piercing his chest and abdomen, then looked up at Cao Feiyu who was right in front of him. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but was ultimately torn apart by the violent sword energy within the sword, and his huge body crashed backward.
"In the Ji Si region, at Martial Arts Arena No. 8, the victor is Cao Feiyu from the Dan Chen Sect!"
Cao Feiyu drew her longsword, took a few steps back, and used the sword to support herself on the ground.
She was panting heavily, but a slight smile played on her lips.
Another win...
Then, darkness surged in like a tide, completely engulfing her consciousness.
Before she completely lost consciousness, she felt herself fall into a warm and familiar embrace.
Chen Fei, carrying the unconscious Cao Feiyu, transformed into a streak of light and disappeared from the training ground.
Just as Chen Fei was holding the seriously injured and unconscious Cao Feiyu and treating her wounds, another martial arts arena, numbered Xinwei area nine, erupted in a huge uproar no less than when Chen Fei defeated Cheng Yingjue.
"My God, they won again! Another peak Tai Cang Realm cultivator has defeated a half-step Heavenly Monarch!"
"He is also a disciple of the Dan Chen Sect!"
"What a domineering Po Jun! He actually cleaved through Mo Li's Xuanming Ice Domain of the Xuanming Sect!"
"Although Mo Li's ranking is not as high as Cheng Yingjue's, his Xuanming True Water and Frozen Dao Domain are extremely difficult to deal with, yet he was still defeated?"
"What's going on with Danchen Sect today? One Chen Fei wasn't enough, now Xu Ziqian has appeared too?"
Incredible shouts once again resounded through the sky.
Countless gazes were cast toward Martial Arts Arena Number Nine, where Xu Ziqian was seen breathing heavily.
He was covered in blood, especially on his left shoulder, where there was a gaping wound that went right through him, the edges of which were mangled and exuded a chilling aura, which was being forcibly suppressed by a force within his body.
His face was as pale as paper, and blood mixed with ice crystals kept spilling from the corner of his mouth, clearly indicating that his injuries were serious.
However, Cheng Ziqian still gripped the Po Jun tightly. The Po Jun's dark golden, ferocious energy pulsed erratically, faintly emitting excited tremors, having drunk its fill of the blood of the strong.
Not far in front of Xu Ziqian, the ground of the martial arts arena was divided in two by a ravine hundreds of feet deep. At the end of the ravine, where Mo Li had originally stood, there was now only a large area of frozen, dark blue bloodstains and broken fragments of black ice.
The person was hurriedly carried away and treated by fellow disciples of the Xuanming Sect.
Just now, Xu Ziqian encountered the most difficult battle of this competition.
However, Xu Ziqian's ferocity and ruthlessness were also fully unleashed in this desperate situation. He stopped fighting and dodging, and instead poured all his essence, energy, spirit, and even the source of his life into the Po Jun sword in his hand.
He abandoned all defense, trading injury for injury, risking his life for his life, completely abandoning the defensive advantages of the Divine General Body, and betting everything on the ultimate sharpness of the Breaking Army that cuts through everything!
Finally, after withstanding Mo Li's Xuanming Bone-Piercing Finger, Xu Ziqian shattered the opponent's Dao Domain.
Xu Ziqian, at the cost of severe injuries, defied the odds and defeated Mo Li, a half-step Heavenly Monarch!
Thus, on the first day of the Grand Tournament of Ten Thousand Sects, the astonishing feat of a peak Tai Cang Realm expert defeating a half-step Heavenly Monarch was no longer an isolated case for Chen Fei.
Dan Chen Sect, a sect that is only one of the seventy-two lower sects in the eyes of the public, actually produced two monstrous talents who accomplished such a feat on the same day!
The news swept through all 108 martial arts arenas like a violent storm, and even spread to the entire Huangji Heaven Capital at an even faster speed.
"Two stars shine brightly in a single day! Two beings at the Tai Cang Realm defy the half-step Heavenly Monarch!"
"Don't forget, they also have Feng Butong, a half-step Heavenly Monarch, whose strength is unfathomable. And Cao Feiyu, I heard she's won several matches in a row and advanced to the next round!"
"From this day forward, who will dare to say that Danchen Sect is merely one of the seventy-two lower sects?"
Countless shocked, envious, jealous, and inquisitive gazes were cast toward the area where the Dan Chen Sect disciples were located.
Dan Chen Sect, a name that was not the most dazzling among the many forces in the Yan Yang Immortal Dynasty, was forcibly pushed to the forefront on this day due to the amazing performance of Chen Fei and Xu Ziqian, becoming the most talked-about sect.
At this moment, Chen Fei was using his pure Yuan energy and gentle soul energy to do his best to heal Cao Feiyu's injuries and stabilize her breathing.
His vital energy was depleted, his meridians were damaged, and his spirit was weak. Fortunately, his foundation was not damaged, but he needed some time to recover.
Just then, the identity token in Chen Fei's arms emitted a familiar warmth.
The guidance for the fifth showdown arrives at this moment.
Cao Feiyu opened her eyes and smiled at Chen Fei: "I'm fine, you should go ahead."
Chen Fei nodded, said no more, and his figure disappeared under the golden light.
Gengwu area, No. 2 training ground.
Chen Fei's opponent was a young swordsman carrying two swords on his back.
When the young man saw Chen Fei appear, a look of seriousness flashed in his eyes. He had obviously heard about Chen Fei's amazing victory over Cheng Yingjue.
But he was not afraid. Instead, a pure and sharp sword intent rose from his body. He drew his two swords, one long and one short, their light as clear as water.
"Tingyu Tower, Bai Wuhen." The young swordsman's voice was clear and melodious, carrying the pride of a swordsman. "Please enlighten me, sir."
"Danchen Sect, Chen Fei." Chen Fei cupped his hands in greeting.
"please!"
"please!"
Bai Wuhen knew that Chen Fei's Dao Domain was strange and powerful, so he dared not let it be fully unleashed. He used his strongest killing move as soon as he made a move.
Countless sword shadows pierced towards Chen Fei from all directions. The sword light was dense and continuous, like misty rain, yet it contained a chilling killing intent and a continuous barrage of follow-up attacks.
It is the ultimate skill of Tingyulou, the Misty Rain Sword Technique!
However, faced with this rain of swords, a mix of real and illusory attacks, Chen Fei didn't even move a step.
He merely raised his eyes slightly, and the chaotic Dao Domain once again unfolded around him.
"Hiss hiss hiss hiss..."
The sharp sword shadows, whether real or fake, true or false, vanished the moment they pierced into this chaotic domain, like a mud ox entering the sea. Their speed plummeted, the sword light quickly dimmed and dissipated, and the sword intent and Yuan power contained within were decomposed, assimilated, and annihilated by the power of the domain!
Bai Wuhen's expression changed drastically. He felt the connection between himself and the sword shadows that had been separated dissipate.
His Misty Rain Sword Technique was completely countered by the opponent's strange domain.
"This is... a Dao Domain capable of defeating a half-step Heavenly Monarch?"
Bai Wuhen was horrified; he finally experienced firsthand that feeling of powerlessness. No matter how fast, sharp, or exquisite his sword was, it all seemed so pale in the face of the opponent's rules.
Chen Fei didn't give him any more time to think. The instant his Dao Domain blocked all the attacks, he moved slightly, took a step, and passed through the barrier of the sword rain, appearing in front of Bai Wuhen.
Without using the Heaven and Earth Transformation Technique or the Heaven-Turning Seal, he simply struck out with a palm at Bai Wuhen, who looked horrified.
The palm strike was not fast, yet it carried a miniature chaotic world, imbued with the heavy Daoist aura that could reduce all things to nothingness.
Bai Wuhen roared, crossed his two swords, and unleashed a blinding light as he desperately tried to defend himself.
"puff!"
The swords clashed, but there was no earth-shattering sound.
Bai Wuhen felt an indescribable force coming from his twin swords, instantly shattering his protective sword aura. The shock caused his blood to surge, and he almost dropped the twin swords. He flew backward and crashed hard into the barrier at the edge of the training ground, spitting out blood.
From beginning to end, it took no more than three breaths.
Chen Fei didn't even make a second move.
"Gengwu Region, Martial Arts Arena No. 2, Victor: Chen Fei of Danchen Sect!"
A clean, decisive, and almost overwhelming victory.
Chen Fei's strangely magnified Dao Domain is an insurmountable barrier for ordinary peak Tai Cang Realm cultivators.
Chen Fei withdrew his Dao Domain and turned to leave the training ground. He was preoccupied with Cao Feiyu's injuries and had no intention of lingering there.
With Chen Fei's swift victory and the conclusion of several other key battlefields, the fierce battle that lasted for six hours on the first day of the Grand Tournament of Ten Thousand Sects finally came to a slow end.
The light in the 108 martial arts arenas gradually dimmed, and no more new duels began. In the sky, that grand voice resounded once more, announcing the final result:
"The first day of the Grand Tournament has concluded. A total of 1,296 individuals have advanced to the next round!"
"The list is as follows..."
Countless divine senses swept across the enormous golden list that appeared in the void. Following the name of Dan Chen Sect, four other gleaming names were prominently displayed:
Chen Fei, Cao Feiyu, Xu Ziqian, Feng Butong.
Four members of the Dan Chen Sect have advanced! In particular, two of them, at the peak of the Tai Cang Realm, accomplished the feat of defeating a half-step Heavenly Monarch!
As the last rays of the setting sun draped the majestic Huangji Tiandu in a golden cloak, the clamor and fighting that had lasted all day finally subsided temporarily.
However, another form of fervor spread like wildfire, quickly igniting every corner of the entire capital city before nightfall.
Teahouses and taverns, market streets, sect residences, aristocratic mansions... regardless of whether they were cultivators or mortals, regardless of their status, everyone was enthusiastically discussing the same topic: the grand opening day of the Ten Thousand Sects Grand Competition that had just concluded.
And the thrilling, jaw-dropping battles and astonishing results. (End of Chapter)