The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron Chapter 996

Chapter 996: Chapter 995: The Azure Lion and White Elephant Reappear Chapter 996: Chapter 995: The Azure Lion and White Elephant Reappear “Such a terrifying person!” the Mystic Sect woman clutched the air tightly in her hand, secretly exclaiming in her heart, her face full of shock.

Without any movement, Shen Fan simply stood there, calmly looking at the woman, already subjecting her to tremendous pressure.

They hadn't even clashed yet, but he had completely dominated her in terms of aura.

Moreover, the longer the time passed, the greater the pressure the woman faced. Shen Fan seemed like a sword capable of piercing through heaven and earth. Though hidden and not unleashed, this very fact made him even more frightening.

The crowd below saw that Shen Fan hadn't made a move for a long time and started to feel puzzled, but only those with true insight could see that Shen Fan had already made a move in a different form.

“Some tricks up his sleeve. This young man is not simple at all,” remarked the Pingbei King from the platform for dignitaries, nodding his head.

A nod of approval from the Pingbei King indicated that Shen Fan was indeed an extremely formidable individual.

“Perhaps, this man could be the strongest among the five hundred talents of Sea Moon City,” said Tuoba Lie, who seldom spoke.

Meng Haiwen immediately retorted with some displeasure, “My Qing Nation's Prince Yin Xinghe is not weaker than this Shen Fan.”

Tuoba Lie let out a cold snort, “If Shen Fan were to fight that Ying Xinghe, I would favor Shen Fan.”

Meng Haiwen was just about to speak when he saw that there was finally a change on the high platform, so he swallowed the words he was about to say and turned his attention to the combatants on the high platform.

Shen Fan remained motionless, but his opponent, the Mystic Sect woman, could no longer bear the increasingly strong aura and chose to strike boldly at the brink of collapse.

A sword strike, swift as shooting stars.

It appeared to be a single sword strike, but it seemed as though countless sword shadows assaulted her, undistinguishable between the real and the false.

The interchange of illusion and reality, the blurring of truth and falsehood, made for a dizzying, unstoppable sword move.

This was Mystic Sect's martial arts, executed by the woman with her Spirit Bone realm cultivation, combined with a superb movement technique. The woman's figure seemed to meld with the sword shadows, making it difficult to trace her whereabouts–only the continuous shadowy attacks of the real and illusory sword strikes could be seen.

This scene garnered the applause of many martial artists.

“Mystic Sect's sword moves are indeed unique!”

“So strong, this woman's skills are not weak either!”

“After all, with a Spirit Bone, one can't be too lacking.”

“Now let's see how Shen Fan will counter this.”

The dense sword shadows seemed real, but on closer inspection, all appeared illusory.

This was the true brilliance of the move, rendering the opponent unable to discern which strike was real and which was false, paired with a delicate movement technique that made it hard for the opponent to detect any traces, ready for a sudden attack at any moment.

The woman's techniques were undeniably strong; none who had come this far were weak.

Unfortunately, her opponent was Shen Fan, the one-armed man!

A man who might just be the strongest among the five hundred talents of Sea Moon City!

In an instant, Shen Fan's cold and somber gaze became exceptionally sharp, as if the whole world had brightened up a fraction.

Yet Shen Fan did not draw his sword, instead taking a step forward, with an air of grandeur!

This step, seemingly ordinary, suddenly summoned shades of the Green Lion and White Elephant, and a surging, profound aura burst forth at once.

Green Lion White Elephant Locks the Great River!!!

At this scene, everyone gasped in amazement, but Fang Lin, who was at the Pill Alliance branch, underwent a dramatic change in expression.

“He actually possesses this complete martial art!” Fang Lin was shocked to his core.

The martial art displayed by Shen Fan was all too familiar to Fang Lin, but Fang Lin had only mastered the White Elephant Trampling Mountain technique, while the Green Lion Shaking the River Decree was beyond his grasp.

Fang Lin had always believed that these two martial arts were each mastered by only himself and that young woman from the past.

Yet, unexpectedly, he witnessed someone today who combined both martial arts within themselves.

Shen Fan, what exactly was his background?

Meanwhile, on the high platform, as soon as the Green Lion White Elephant was unleashed, its might was heaven-shaking, and its force seemed to split the sea!

The attacking mixture of real and feigned sword shadows, struck by the force of the Green Lion White Elephant, were destroyed in an instant, whether real or illusory.

The concealed woman, seeing the astonishing martial arts of her opponent, knew she no longer stood a chance; therefore, she poured all her energy into launching a sword strike from an extremely tricky angle.

This sword move, even a martial artist with two or three layers of Spirit Bone cultivation might not withstand, for its approach was too swift and the angle of attack exceptionally cunning.

Moreover, the strike came from Shen Fan's right side, targeting specifically the flaw resulting from his missing right arm.

Shen Fan's expression was indifferent, as if he paid no mind to the incoming sword thrust.

Just as the woman seemed about to land a hit, to her surprise, her sword struck nothing but empty air.

The woman was startled; Shen Fan was clearly before her eyes, yet her longsword did not strike him–it was as though she had thrust at a shadow.

“Too slow.” Shen Fan's deep voice sounded behind the woman; hearing the voice, she felt a chill throughout her body, accompanied by a wave of bitterness and powerlessness.

What she had struck was merely an afterimage; her sword moved swiftly, but Shen Fan's movement technique was even faster, so much so that the afterimage had not faded, and she was deceived by it.

Shen Fan's palm strike landed, devoid of any flourish, solidly on the woman's back.

Instantly, the woman grunted, her mouth leaking blood, and her body wobbled, struggling to maintain a grip on her longsword.

Shen Fan did not continue to attack, and the woman knew she had lost, with no possibility of victory.

“I've lost,” the woman said bitterly; despite her reluctance and unwillingness, she admitted defeat unequivocally.

The gap in strength was real and seemingly insurmountable.

As Shen Fan descended from the platform, some people intended to approach and form connections, but his own icy demeanor deterred them, leaving none who dared to draw near.

“Such an impressive younger generation!” the Pingbei King praised, apparently taking a great interest in Shen Fan.

“Prince, what do you think, if Shen Fan faced Jian Qingshan, who would win?” Ye Mengxian asked, her face bearing a slight smile.

The Pingbei King pondered for a moment, stroking his chin and said, “That's a tough call, in my view, those two are about evenly matched.”

“Then, Prince, what about Fang Lin against Jian Qingshan, or Shen Fan?” Ye Mengxian asked again.

The Pingbei King looked at Ye Mengxian and chuckled, “Girl, it feels like you're setting a trap for me–I'm not going to say.”

At this moment, the other talents within the city felt a tremendous pressure; Shen Fan had made a move, and Ling Wushuang had as well, the strength they demonstrated was a bit too tyrannical, causing a sense of oppression and suffocation.

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