Chapter 34: Xu Chen and Ye Xuan's Great Battle

Xu Chen and Ye Xuan quickly ascended to the arena.

Ye Xuan looked at Xu Chen, his expression slightly cold: "Xu Chen, my strength improves every day; can you?"

Xu Chen sneered: "My progress is average, but it is enough to crush you."

"Whoosh!"

Battle intent flared in Ye Xuan's eyes as crimson flames suddenly erupted from his body, enveloping him completely.

In an instant, Ye Xuan transformed into a living flame, his combat power surging by double.

The aura of the mid-Fourth Grade erupted like a volcano, flowing endlessly.

The surrounding air instantly shattered under the shock, releasing countless waves of heat so intense that sweat beaded on foreheads.

"Mid-Fourth Grade; Ye Xuan has advanced again."

The audience in the arena immediately erupted in shocked exclamations.

They clearly remembered that ten days ago, Ye Xuan was only at the early-Fourth Grade.

Now, with the boost from these red flames, his combat power might well reach the late-Fourth Grade!

Sure enough, Ye Xuan looked at Xu Chen, a smirk curling his lips: "Comparable to late-Fourth Grade combat power; how about that?"

Xu Chen remained calm, utterly disdainful: "Trash. Even if I let you hit me, you still couldn't land a blow."

Xu Chen sneered: "You can still boast with your mouth now, but in a moment, you'll be crying and begging me."

At this moment, he wielded two great martial arts: the Haoxuan Emperor Cloud Sword and the Heaven-Entangling Hand.

The Heaven-Entangling Hand was of the Profound Grade, and he had now cultivated the Haoxuan Emperor Cloud Sword to its fourth layer, making it comparable to a Earth Grade martial art.

With one strike of this sword, Xu Chen would surely be split apart.

However, he felt that the insignificant Xu Chen could be easily defeated by the Heaven-Entangling Hand.

"Go, Xu Chen, we support you."

"Get lost, Ye Xuan, you're too weak."

At that moment, Jiang Hong and Jiang Lan stood up simultaneously, shouting loudly.

Immediately after, Li Ruoling, Shan Qianqian, Huo Ling'er, and other heroines began to rally to Xu Chen's support one after another.

Their words were filled with nothing but doting affection and love.

The corner of Ye Xuan's mouth twitched slightly; then, looking at Xu Chen, he roared, "It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, Ruoling would be mine, and Qianqian should be mine too."

He felt certain he was right; Xu Chen had stolen so many things from him.

Xu Chen rolled his eyes. "It's not like I wanted to steal them, okay?"

These heroines had offered themselves willingly; he couldn't shake them off even if he wanted to.

"If you lack skill, shut up. I call you trash because you are trash."

"In Qingyang City, you are trash; now you are trash; forever you will be trash, and you can only be suppressed by me."

On the surface, Xu Chen continued to sneer coldly.

Ye Xuan clenched his fists tightly, the sound of bones cracking quickly spreading out. "You seek death."

Having spoken, Ye Xuan unleashed his movement technique, shooting toward Xu Chen like a cannonball.

Xu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly; this movement technique was indeed quite fast and powerful.

It seemed he was about to be blasted away.

"Like an ant, I could crush you with half my strength."

Yet on the surface, Xu Chen still wore an expression of mockery.

Having spoken, the Mountain-Shaking Fist he had cultivated for so long finally threw its first punch at this very moment.

At the same time, he thought to himself that in the original story, he had been beaten and eliminated within minutes; this time, it should be the same, right?

"Bang!"

The next second, the two collided.

Spiritual energy fluctuations instantly spread outward like ripples, accompanied by the sound of impact, suddenly radiating to the surroundings.

In this exchange of punches, Xu Chen's right arm had been severed in his past life.

Remembering the plot of the previous life, the other heroines instantly grew panicked.

They all glared fiercely at Ye Xuan; if anything happened to Xu Chen's right arm, Ye Xuan was finished.

"Ah!"

Sure enough, just as they expected, a scream of agony immediately rang out.

Then a figure suddenly retreated more than ten steps before finally coming to a halt.

Looking closely, that person's right hand was trembling.

But the one with the broken wrist was not Xu Chen, but... Ye Xuan?

"Hush!"

The tens of thousands of spectators on the scene erupted once more, their faces filled with shock.

They suddenly realized that Xu Chen was now also at the late stage of the Fourth Grade!

Just now, Ye Xuan had used a martial art, and Xu Chen had used one too, and both were of the Profound Grade.

Yet, why was Ye Xuan's right wrist broken?

Shouldn't it have been a draw?

"Brother Chen is so strong!"

Seeing this, Jiang Hong, Jiang Lan, and the other heroines immediately cheered.

Ye Xuan seemed to realize something; then his pupils shrank slightly. "It's your physical body."

He was internally shocked; Xu Chen's physical body had grown stronger again.

Xu Chen shook his hand. "If that's all the skill you have, then kneel and admit defeat."

At this, Xu Chen turned into a blur and launched an offensive against Ye Xuan.

This time, Xu Chen used the God-Severing Leg; within a mere second, he kicked Ye Xuan ninety-nine times.

Ye Xuan was forced to retreat continuously, quickly reaching the edge of the martial arts arena.

Ye Xuan's face turned ice-cold. "Not bad, to force me to this extent."

"Vroom!"

The next second, he drew a long sword with his left hand.

The long sword danced, sword shadows following it; countless sword qi radiated like flowing light, with immense momentum.

In an instant, a thousand spiritual energy long swords appeared behind Ye Xuan, each humming and trembling.

"Haoxuan Thousand Swords!"

Ye Xuan murmured softly and waved his left hand.

The thousand ferocious long swords behind him instantly locked their aura completely onto Xu Chen and shot forward suddenly.

He was confident that the Haoxuan Emperor Cloud Sword of the fourth layer would surely defeat Xu Chen.

Xu Chen also nodded inwardly; he should be defeated, after all, his physical body had not yet reached the Fifth Grade.

Of course, on the surface, he still roared angrily, "Trash! Do you think I fear you?"

Having spoken, he punched out, and the air instantly exploded.

Quickly, Xu Chen collided with the Haoxuan Thousand Swords, and his body was swallowed up within them.

Many heroines instantly stood up, exclaiming, "Xu Chen!"

At the sight of this vast array of a thousand swords, some of them felt their hearts tremble.

The spectators were also full of anticipation; the victor was about to be decided.

Could Xu Chen withstand such a powerful move?

PS: 10 chapters!!! It's 2 AM, but I still made it!!! Begging for all kinds of stats!!!