Chapter 117: Destroying Saint Son Chen Fan's Dao Heart

Chapter 117: Destroying Saint Son Chen Fan's Dao Heart

"Child of Luck Saint Son Chen Fan's Luck value has decreased by 20,000 points. Reward: Host gains +20,000 Villain Points!"

At this moment, Saint Son Chen Fan noticed that an increasing number of Holy Land Disciples were looking at him with a hint of disdain.

This caused the rage in his chest to swell even further.

Hatred surged in his eyes as he looked at Qin Xuan.

A mere True Disciple actually dared to challenge him like this.

He deserves to die!

Boom—Saint Son Chen Fan's entire body shook, and the shackles on his cultivation base shattered completely.

Within his Quasi-Saint Realm Middle Stage Yuan Power, there was a faint, golden, sacred aura mixed in.

Like a deity, his aura surged more than tenfold in that instant.

Roar—

A pale golden giant Dragon and an ancient divine Elephant with purple-gold skin soared into the clouds.

Even the clouds were blasted apart.

"Qin Xuan, if you can take one punch from me, then come argue with me!"

Saint Son Chen Fan roared angrily and strode through the air.

With each step he took in the air, ripples spread through space.

Space trembled, and the ground collapsed.

He threw a punch, imbued with Dragon-Elephant Strength.

"Give you an inch, and you take a mile! Do you really think you're some high and mighty existence?"

Since Saint Son Chen Fan was looking for trouble, Qin Xuan would not indulge him.

With so many people watching, he would teach him a lesson.

There would only be endless Villain Point rewards.

He took a step forward, his aura surging, and the sound of a Dragon's roar faintly echoed throughout his body.

He met Saint Son Chen Fan's punch head-on.

Dong—A thunderous roar erupted, and Yuan Power surged.

The shockwave kicked up a hurricane, sweeping in all directions.

In an instant, the golden Dragon beside Saint Son Chen Fan shattered into dust.

It was as if his Bloodline had been suppressed; the Dragon power of his Dragon-Elephant Tyrant Body was ruthlessly overpowered.

"So strong!"

Saint Son Chen Fan's face showed astonishment.

As powerful as he was, he had never heard of a freak like Qin Xuan.

To actually be able to withstand him, a Quasi-Saint Realm Middle Stage cultivator, while only at the Heavenly Human Realm First Layer.

In the past, wasn't it always him who killed enemies across cultivation Realms?

Now, encountering Qin Xuan, who didn't play by the rules, caused his stable Dao Heart to waver.

Saint Son Chen Fan formed a fist seal and threw thousands of punches in a single breath.

The sky was enveloped by fist imprints.

Fierce winds raged, destroying everything in their path.

The entire ground seemed to be stripped from the surface, with sand and stones filling the sky.

Inside the small tower, Leng Li, seeing the situation was not good, exclaimed, "This child is such a Prodigy. The Dragon-Elephant Tyrant Body has more than doubled his strength; he possesses the power comparable to a Saint!"

Qin Xuan sneered, "So what if he is a Saint?"

Watching the flying sand and rocks, he was completely unafraid, his legs feeling like lead as he took several steps forward.

The "Nine Turns of the True Dragon" is one of the ultimate techniques within the "True Dragon Precious Technique."

Every step taken against the flow could briefly amplify his combat power; taking all nine steps at once could amplify his combat power by more than tenfold!

At the same time, Azure Dragon scales gathered on Qin Xuan's chest, beneath his clothes.

Play is play, and fun is fun, but don't joke around when it comes to fighting.

For a Child of Luck like Saint Son Chen Fan, whose self-confidence was overflowing, verbal attacks would only add insult to injury.

To truly strike at his Dao Heart, only overwhelming strength would suffice.

He wanted to go head-to-head with Saint Son Chen Fan in terms of raw power!

Boom, boom, boom!

Qin Xuan formed a fist seal and traded blows with Saint Son Chen Fan head-on.

The moment they met, they exchanged thousands of blows.

The sound of arm bones breaking rang out continuously, and blood mist exploded.

Saint Son Chen Fan was using his Dragon-Elephant Tyrant Body to heal his injuries, while the Hongmeng Bone inside Qin Xuan was also working its wonders.

"Get lost, you!"

Saint Son Chen Fan landed a whip kick, sending Qin Xuan flying back ten thousand feet.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Xuan returned. He activated the "Nether Eight Steps," and while his speed surged, he also locked down the space.

He clasped his hands together, appeared above Saint Son Chen Fan's head, and brought them down like a heavy hammer.

Dong!

Like a shooting star, Saint Son Chen Fan crashed through the locked space, plummeted into the ground, and shattered the earth into pieces.

Both of them fought with increasing ferocity; a casual strike from either was enough to overturn rivers and seas.

Within a radius of several hundred li, it was as if a million wild oxen had plowed through, turning the soil over and over again.

Two streaks of rainbow light constantly collided in the air, clashing ten thousand times in a single breath.

The roar, like a Lightning Tribulation descending, echoed above all the Holy Land Disciples.

These Disciples, who could be called Prodigies in the outside world, stared at the battle before them in dumbfounded shock. They were completely stunned, their minds buzzing:

"Saint Son Chen Fan really has no shame. He said he would only throw one punch, but he's already thrown hundreds of thousands."

"No, is Saint Son Chen Fan really the one we should be focusing on now? Shouldn't we be questioning Senior Brother Qin Xuan?"

"Could Senior Brother Qin Xuan be the Reincarnation of an Emperor!"

"Are you crazy? He is at the Heavenly Human Realm First Layer, yet he can actually go toe-to-toe with Saint Son Chen Fan, who is at the Quasi-Saint Realm Middle Stage."

"No, that's not right. He is evenly matched with Saint Son Chen Fan in the path of physical fitness, which is his pride and joy, and one could even say he has a slight upper hand."

"This is insane! Senior Brother Qin Xuan, at the Heavenly Human Realm First Layer, can fight a Saint Son of the Quasi-Saint Realm. If Senior Brother Qin Xuan breaks through to the Quasi-Saint Realm, wouldn't he be able to slay a Saint!?"

It wasn't just these Disciples; even the Elders at the Saint Realm and the various Peak Masters were watching in secret, their hearts trembling with fear:

"Saint Son Chen Fan's strength is enough to rival a Saint, yet this brat Qin Xuan can actually go toe-to-toe with him?"

"Those who know are aware that Qin Xuan is afflicted by the Double-Pupil Woman's curse; those who don't might think the Double-Pupil Woman gave Qin Xuan a stimulant."

"This kid is too Heaven-Defying!"

"So Heaven-Defying that even I feel that Thunder Prison Peak is unworthy of taking him as a Disciple. Such a Physical Body should come to my Hongya Peak!"

The Peak Master of Thunder Prison Peak ignored the provocation from Hongya Peak.

In his heart, he was still getting a headache over the Double-Pupil Woman's curse.

He glanced over and said indifferently, without surprise, "The victor has been decided! In the end, Saint Son Chen Fan has the advantage of the Realm and is slightly superior."

Everyone looked intently.

The dust that filled the sky dissipated. Saint Son Chen Fan was covered in blood, his head swollen like a bucket from being hammered by Qin Xuan, showing signs of protrusion.

Beneath his feet, the lake and depression no longer existed.

Within a radius of a hundred li, the ground had been plowed and had sunk by a hundred feet, becoming a barren plain.

He coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth; his internal organs had all been shattered by the bombardment, and his stomach was churning violently.

With the slightest exertion, he could cough up fragments of his organs.

He endured his injuries, stared in fear at Qin Xuan not far away, and shouted, "Qin Xuan, you have lost!"

Before him, Qin Xuan's face was handsome, his black hair dancing wildly, but the several blood holes in his chest, which had even pierced through his kidneys and stomach, were bleeding profusely, looking quite miserable.

Saint Son Chen Fan said angrily, "If it weren't for the concern that you are a Disciple of the Jade Pool, you would have already died miserably at my hands today."

He was terrified, shocked, and unable to accept it.

He could not accept that he was unable to firmly suppress Qin Xuan.

However, with everyone watching, he could not show it.

He was attacking Qin Xuan's Dao Heart.

He uttered words intended to destroy his spirit.

Qin Xuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Saint Son Chen Fan playfully, and retorted, "You don't actually think you can beat me, do you?"

"Do you think you've been going easy on me?"

Saint Son Chen Fan snorted coldly, "Sophistry! Your organs have all been bombarded by this Saint Son..."

Before he could finish speaking, with a boom, hot Phoenix flames ignited around Qin Xuan's body.

The Phoenix flames raged; the intense heat not only did not damage Qin Xuan's body, but also caused the visible blood holes to heal rapidly before everyone's eyes.

Within ten breaths, Qin Xuan, who had looked miserable with blood holes in his abdomen, had healed completely.

His expression was calm, his abdomen had clear muscle lines, and there was no trace of injury left.

A smile curled on Qin Xuan's lips. To kill, one must also destroy the heart. "Do you think I was using my full strength?"

As he spoke, he took out two Dao Fruits from the ancient prison-suppressing tower.

These were the Heavenly Human Realm Dao Fruits obtained in the Dragon Blood Secret Realm, which he had not yet consumed.

Now was the perfect time to consume them.

After the two Heavenly Human Realm Dao Fruits were swallowed, their immense medicinal power rushed frantically through his limbs and bones.

Qin Xuan's aura began to surge, and the barrier of his Realm began to loosen.

Bang! Bang!

His whole body shook repeatedly, and his Realm increased explosively.

Heavenly Human Realm Second Layer!

Heavenly Human Realm Third Layer!

In the blink of an eye, Qin Xuan's Realm ascended to the Heavenly Human Realm Third Layer. He stared at Saint Son Chen Fan with a smile, "If you weren't a Disciple of the Saint Master, do you think you would still be alive?"

He shook his head in boredom and said indifferently, "I gave you a chance, but you were useless!"