Chapter 323: My Turn to Strike!
Uproar!
The moment Lin Fan spoke, the crowd burst into chaos.
"Isn't that a little too arrogant?"
"Even if he succeeded in the Shura Mode challenge, Shentu Jue accomplished the same last year—and after a year of cultivating inside the Desolate Tower, he must be even stronger now!"
"I don't know… I'm more inclined to believe in Lin Fan. He defeated Wei Zhen, Chen Luo, and Wei Li in one strike. Shentu Jue also fought three at once, but his battle wasn't nearly as effortless!"
"Just watch—won't take long to find out who's stronger!"
…
"I'm not worthy?" Shentu Jue suddenly laughed. "They say I'm arrogant, but today I've met someone even more brazen than me!"
His laughter echoed, but the killing intent on his handsome face only grew more intense. Slowly, he extended both hands from his sleeves.
Shentu Jue's hands were unusually long—almost like ten slender daggers—and they gleamed faintly with a gray luster. A sharp, piercing aura radiated from them.
"I like your arrogance... I really do," he grinned, showing his pale teeth. "But I'm afraid you can't afford the price of making me interested."
Swish!
He suddenly lunged forward, like a predator pouncing on its prey, his figure vanishing into a blur of movement and killing intent.
The space in front of Lin Fan suddenly exploded, and Shentu Jue's fingers—sharp as blades—tore through the air, aiming straight for Lin Fan's throat!
A deadly, precise strike—clean, ruthless, the mark of someone who had killed many before.
The gray-glinting fingertips rapidly expanded in Lin Fan's pupils.
But just as they were about to pierce his throat, Lin Fan's right hand moved.
CLANG!
His open palm swung upward, intercepting the strike. A metallic clang rang out, accompanied by a burst of sparks and a ripple of force that spread visibly through the air.
Then, Lin Fan's fingers curled.
Crack!
A crisp snap echoed across the plaza. Shentu Jue's dagger-like fingers were crushed on the spot!
His expression froze. A flicker of pain crossed his face—but he didn't cry out.
"That's the price you were talking about?" Lin Fan said with a light shake of his head and a calm smile.
The exchange had happened in an instant. As the crowd realized what had just occurred, another wave of shock exploded around the arena.
"Shentu Jue's injured?!"
"Lin Fan's strength is terrifying! Even Shentu Jue couldn't touch him!"
"He must've caught him off guard. Shentu Jue underestimated him!"
…
In the Gu Clan's viewing area, Gu Shuo, Gu Mengqi, and Gu Yan couldn't help but smile.
Meanwhile, in the Shentu Clan's section, the elders Shentu Tao and Shentu Mo wore grim expressions.
The fight had barely begun, and Shentu Jue had already lost two fingers. This wasn't looking good.
"I underestimated you," Shentu Jue growled, eyes filled with dark fury. "Asura Body!"
BOOM!
With a roar, a storm of gray light erupted from his body, and his figure swelled in size.
His skin darkened, shining like black iron, and ominous markings spread across his body.
Behind him, the gray light condensed into a towering Asura-like phantom holding a trident, radiating chilling bloodlust.
"He's using his Asura Body so soon?"
The Shentu disciples' eyes narrowed. They knew how powerful that form was.
For Lin Fan to force it out so quickly was a testament to his strength.
"I'll go all out now. This will end quickly. You won't take the Desolate Tower's slots!"
Shentu Jue's voice was cold and sharp, his face twisted by the gleam of his darkened skin.
"Since you're ready… it's my turn now," Lin Fan said calmly, unfazed by the overwhelming presence before him.
As he finished speaking, Yuan Power burst from within him.
In a flash, crimson light enveloped his body, making him look like a flame god descending from the heavens.
His hands moved in a strange pattern, condensing that red light into his palm—streaked with a hint of dark energy.
WHOOOSH!
Three distinct flames ignited in his palm—Nirvana Flame, Nirvana Demon Flame, and Nanming Fire.
His palm instantly expanded several hundredfold!
Veins of cracks appeared in his glowing palm, exuding a deadly aura.
"Vermillion Bird Sky-Crushing Palm!"
Lin Fan whispered inwardly, and the massive red palm smashed down toward the dark-armored Shentu Jue.
BOOOOOM!
A terrifying explosion of wind pressure rang through the air, shaking heaven and earth.
The surrounding space cracked open from the sheer force, dangerous energy leaking out from the rifts.
"What kind of martial art is that?! It's terrifying!"
"There's Nirvana Flame and Nirvana Demon Flame… and that third one—it's even scarier!"
"Who is this Lin Fan, to wield such overwhelming power?!"
…
All across the mountaintop plaza, countless spectators turned pale with shock at the might Lin Fan had just unleashed.
Shentu Jue's expression turned solemn. Still, he didn't retreat. His eyes gleamed with malice as a tide of black light erupted from him.
Instantly, the world darkened, as if night had fallen.
A suffocating killing aura spread out from him, transforming the area into a domain of death.
"Asura Earth Fiend Prison!"
His deep, hoarse voice echoed through the darkness.
The sky dimmed even further. The black light formed a dome, sealing the area overhead in a swirling vortex of bloodthirsty energy.
The ambient Yuan Power turned sluggish and dense, hard to absorb.
The entire battlefield became a domain of Asura energy.
Shentu Jue's eyes glowed with hellish light. In his hands, two black blades formed from pure darkness.
With a roar, he slashed both blades toward Lin Fan's burning palm!
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