The sight moved everyone, though mixed into that emotion was a trace of schadenfreude and amused anticipation.
"His strength has indeed surpassed our expectations. He formed a Golden Core in just a few years and cultivated his sword art to such a level—his talent truly defies the heavens. But he is still too young, and his thinking far too naive. Does he think one move can conquer the whole world?" A female Foundation Establishment disciple shook her head and laughed amid the crowd.
"Even if he cultivates that One Sword, Ninefold to an even higher realm, he ultimately won't amount to anything. Madam Fayin informed the Sect Master of that sword move two years ago. The secret of using the Nine Palaces to wield the Nine Swords was uncovered by the Sect Master long ago!" Another person laughed with schadenfreude.
"I'm really looking forward to seeing his expression after he exhausts every last ounce of strength to unleash that sword, only for the Sect Master to dissolve every move one by one."
"Maybe he'll suffer such a blow that he'll never recover. But it doesn't matter. After today, there will be no more Chen Fan beneath the heavens. The contest for the foremost talent of the younger generation will be reshuffled and return to square one. The strongest will still be decided between our Senior Brother Liu Xun, Xiao Munan, and Zeng Rong!" Someone was already thinking far ahead, his face glowing with expectation.
Chen Fan's sudden rise to prominence had left every young genius of this generation unable to catch their breath, dealt a crushing blow.
On the other side, Old Yellow Tooth furrowed his brow in worry. "Just what trump card have you kept hidden? That kid's One Sword, Ninefold did indeed stun the world back then, but