Why Was It Different from What He Had Imagined?

Finally, after dodging another deadly strike from an Alloy brick, Chen Fan made a move that stunned the entire audience, including Su Qingyue on the stage.

He actually extended his right index finger, a wisp of barely perceptible, almost invisible Golden Qi and Blood swirling around the fingertip, and gently touched the side of the Alloy brick that was rushing past.

Bang!

The moment the fingertips touched the Alloy brick, a tremendous force, as powerful as a mountain torrent, erupted!

Chen Fan remained motionless, but his seemingly slender finger acted like a stabilizing force, causing the Alloy brick, weighing hundreds of pounds and flying at high speed, to deviate from its trajectory and grazed past his clothes.

"I see."

Chen Fan made a decision instantly.

The pure kinetic energy from this single strike is enough to rival the full-force attack of Martial Artist with 115 units of Qi and Blood!

Moreover, this is just one of dozens of attacks!

The explosive power of Psychic Master is indeed terrifying.

"I've pretty much got a grasp of it. Although they're very strong, but..."

Chen Fan silently recited a sentence in his mind.

Now that we've figured out the details, this somewhat drawn-out match should come to an end.

He stopped dodging and stood firm amidst the thousands of whistling metal fragments.

"He's insane?!"

Why didn't he hide?

"Should we just tough it out?!"

Amidst the incredulous gasps of the audience, Chen Fan not only did not retreat, but instead stepped forward into the torrent of metal that was powerful enough to blast even an iron fortress into dust.

Buzz!

In an instant, an indescribable terrifying aura erupted from his frail body!

The Golden Qi and Blood, as brilliant as a galaxy and as refined as divine gold, shot into the sky like a volcanic eruption, instantly forming a visible, ever-flowing spherical Light Screen around him, seemingly cast from liquid gold!

The next second, a metal storm descended!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Countless Alloy bricks, powerful enough to easily tear apart the True Qi of a Qi-Blood Realm Martial Artist, slammed heavily into that thin golden Light Screen!

The anticipated earth-shattering explosion did not occur.

Those violent attacks were like mud oxen entering the sea, or moths flying towards the sun.

The moment it came into contact with the golden Light Screen, it was instantly evaporated and annihilated without even causing the slightest ripple. The domineering Golden Qi and Blood, which seemed to contain the will of the Stars, was devastating!

Not even a trace of powder remained!

"Puff!"

At the other end of the arena, Su Qingyue's delicate body trembled violently, and a sickly flush instantly rose on her beautiful, snow-white face.

The connection between Mental Power and matter was so brutally severed that the terrifying backlash caused her brain to go blank for two or three seconds, as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer.

In a battle between masters, a single second can determine a great deal!

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Chen Fan vanished from the spot.

Su Qingyue's pupils suddenly contracted. Almost instinctively, she mobilized all her remaining Mental Power to create an invisible and indestructible mental barrier in front of her!

This is the final mental barrier, strong enough to withstand a full-force attack from Martial Artist of the same level!

However, it was too late.

A ghostly figure appeared silently before her.

Chen Fan didn't throw a punch; that would have killed her instantly.

He simply extended his right hand calmly, his fingers forming a sword shape. A wisp of Golden Qi and Blood, refined to its utmost and seemingly capable of piercing through all things, was lightly touched between Su Qingyue's eyebrows.

Sizzle!

That seemingly indestructible, invisible spiritual barrier was pierced instantly upon contact with this wisp of Golden Qi and Blood, just like thin paper touched by a red-hot iron!

Su Qingyue's delicate body trembled violently. All the brilliance and fighting spirit in her clear, cold phoenix eyes receded like the tide, leaving only endless confusion and shock.

She slumped backward, but the quick-reacting female referee rushed onto the stage and caught her.

The outcome is decided.

The entire Jingxin Hall fell into a deathly silence that lasted for three seconds.

Chen Fan withdrew his finger and slowly exhaled a breath of stale air.

He stood in the center of the ring, bracing himself for the angry boos, curses, and even water bottles thrown at him by thousands of girls in the audience.

After all, he had just defeated their school's top student, their idol, in a single move.

However...

"Ahhh!!"

After the silence, the entire Jingxin Hall erupted in screams and cheers ten times louder than before, loud enough to lift the roof off!

"He won! He won! Oh my god!"

"So cool! So cool! One move! Another instant kill!"

"Did you see that? He even stopped at the end! He changed his fist to his fingers! My God, he's so gentle! I'm dead!"

"From today onwards, I declare that Chen Fan is my new idol! I'm sorry, Senior Su Qingyue!"

"Chen Fan! Chen Fan! Chen Fan!"

In an instant, Chen Fan's name rang out in unison throughout the entire venue.

The girls waving their homemade support signs showed no anger or resentment. Instead, they displayed extreme fervor and worship, as if their idols had delivered a godlike performance!

Chen Fan: "..."

He stood in the center of the ring, somewhat stunned by the sudden surge of sound.

He scratched his head, looked at the opposing spectators cheering wildly for him, and then subconsciously glanced at the corner of the ring.

The top Prodigies of Jiangbei, Shen Xuan, was surrounded by a group of even more excited girls. His handsome face was deathly pale, his eyes were filled with terror, he was crouching on the ground with his hands covering his head, his body was trembling, and he was muttering incantations, as if he were reciting some kind of Pure Heart Mantra. He was so frightened that he was about to cry.

Chen Fan was completely and deeply confused.

This Invincible Path... it's not quite what Master described?

On the ring, even the female referee was somewhat bewildered.

She has officiated countless matches, some bloody and brutal, others evenly matched, but a scene like today, where her own chief was defeated in one move, while her own audience cheered for the opponent as if it were New Year's Day, is something she has never heard of in her thirty years in the industry.

She instinctively looked down at the ring below, pleading for help.

In the front row of the audience, Principal Lin Qingqian looked at the nine-year-old child standing calmly in the center of the room with a complicated expression.

That composure beyond his years, that calm amidst the tumultuous storm, even the subtle hint of helplessness on his face...

It slowly overlapped with the figure deep in her memory, the one she had hated for ten years.

Beyond the anger and resentment in Lin Qingqian's eyes, there was also a hint of bewilderment that went unnoticed by anyone.

But that daze lasted for less than a second.

She took a deep breath, suppressing all her surging emotions, and her elegant phoenix eyes instantly regained their icy coldness and majesty.