NABC Chapter 335 - Repelled with a Single Spear
Chapter 335 - Repelled with a Single Spear
Chapter 335 - Repelled with a Single Spear
Xin Wuming came riding his sword, drawing the attention of everyone, including Chen Fan.
He had a slender figure, bordering on thinness, dressed in grayish-white attire. While not conventionally handsome, his sharp eyebrows and piercing gaze added a distinct aura to his otherwise ordinary appearance.
Back when Chen Fan had just entered the ruined ancient city, he heard people yelling Xin Wuming’s name and also saw him killing those people. However, he didn’t see the man himself.
Chen Fan was seeing Xin Wuming for the first time.
Xin Wuming was ranked third on the Influential Figures Leaderboard, was known as the Sword Demon, and had killed countless people. [1]
His moniker not only highlighted his exceptional swordsmanship but also hinted at his ruthless nature.
Under the crowd’s watchful gaze, he descended, looked at Zi Ling, and greeted, “Long time no see, Zi Ling.”
Among the individuals here, only Zi Ling warranted his acknowledgment. Others, including Jiu Wuxue and Jin Tao, both within the top ten of the Influential Figures Leaderboard, weren’t qualified to get his attention. Their rankings, eighth and ninth, paled in comparison to the top five.
Since Xin Wuming ignored them, the others in the crowd never even had a chance.
“Long time no see,” Zi Ling greeted calmly, nodding slightly.
Xin Wuming didn’t say much. He directed his stern gaze toward the lake and that light of destruction.
After a brief scrutiny, he remarked, “Looking at this situation, it should take another half an hour before the light of destruction dissipates. That's when we can enter the Nebulous Battle Palace."
He promptly settled into a cross-legged position and closed his eyes in meditation.
His actions dumbfounded the crowd, but no one dared to speak. After all, no one wanted to disturb the Sword Demon.
Meanwhile, Chen Fan had already shifted his focus away from Xin Wuming. He had formed his estimate of Xin Wuming's strength.
Xin Wuming was on par with Xue Tianhe. Seventy to eighty percent of his illusory core had solidified, so he was just a step away from reaching the Core Formation realm.
However, Chen Fan couldn’t tell who would win between Xin Wuming and Xue Tianhe.
Chen Fan also sat down cross-legged on the ground and pondered.
Will Xue Tianhe come? The phenomenon is conspicuous and visible throughout the entire mysterious realm.
A sharp light flickered in Chen Fan’s eyes.
No, Xue Tianhe probably wouldn’t dare to show himself. He’s a blood demon, after all. Exposing himself would mark him as a public enemy. Even if he had three heads and six arms, he would die if everyone here attacked him together.
The crowd looked over and recognized the newcomer.
“Oh, Qiu Beihai is here.”
Qiu Beihai was late because he had been very far from here.
As soon as he arrived, he sighed in relief when he saw that the crowd was still there. He scanned the area and spotted Xin Wuming, Zi Ling, Jiu Wuxue, and the others; his gaze became slightly more serious.
He was also a monstrous genius in the top ten of the leaderboard, but there was still a notable gap in strength between him and the top five. This discrepancy was especially pronounced between the top and bottom halves of the top ten.
Among the top ten rankers of the leaderboard, the mysterious realm had Xin Wuming and Zi Ling from the top five. As for the bottom five, the sixth and seventh rankers weren’t here, while the other three were present.
Suddenly, Qiu Beihai’s gaze settled on Chen Fan.
Immediately, his aura surged to the sky, rolling with killing intent. He roared angrily, “Bastard, let’s see where you’ll run to this time!”
Chen Fan had also seen Qiu Beihai. However, his expression remained unchanged, and he said indifferently, “Run? I fought you to a draw when I was at the seventh level. Do you think you’re still a match for me now that I am at the eighth level? Oh, right, you’re in the Illusory Core realm, after all. You can ignite your illusory core, but the question is, do you dare to?”
Chen Fan's face twisted with derision.
“Hmph, cut the crap. So what if you’ve broken through to the eighth level? Die! Cleaving Through Heaven!”
With a forceful kick, he lunged at Chen Fan, his aura pulsating, sending shockwaves through the surroundings. A blood-colored saber light pierced through the heavens and chopped down violently at Chen Fan.
A glint of resolve flashed in Chen Fan's eyes as an iron spear materialized in his hand. He thrust it toward the formidable blood-colored saber light.
“Get lost!”
Rumble!
An intense explosion rang out. The blood-colored light shot out crazily, dying the surrounding space crimson.
After that singular exchange, Qiu Beihai fell back repeatedly, leaving behind a trail of deep footprints.
Thump, thump, thump!
On the contrary, Chen Fan stood straight on the spot with his spear, exuding an aura reaching for the heavens.
“How is it?” Chen Fan asked proudly, looking at Qiu Beihai.
1. Mentioned in 316, but he was called murderous demon there. Let’s just go with Sword Demon. ☜