In Hundred Wastes City, the spectators watched the Prodigy Battlefield suspended in midair, their expressions grave. Chen Fan and the Shen Family's young master were locked in a life-and-death battle. Rosy radiance illuminated the entire battlefield, and with every collision of spells and weapons, even Hundred Wastes City seemed to tremble.
"The Shen Family's young master truly is one of the strongest among the prodigies. His methods are so extraordinary, and his combat strength is matchless!" A Nascent Soul Realm expert nodded slightly and said in a low voice.
"That young man in green is starting to fall behind. His swordsmanship is too limited, and he is wounded besides. I fear he will not be able to hold on for long! What is more, the Shen Family's young master has begun to get serious. Can the young man in green still fight?" Someone else shook his head and sighed.
They were all cultivators, so they naturally saw how broadly learned the Shen Family's young master was. At such a young age, he had already cultivated so many spells. Truly, a hero emerged in his youth, his talent soaring to the heavens!
Yet from beginning to end, Chen Fan had wielded only a sharp sword, attacking with speed and Sword Intent. It was far too simple and plain, just like his attire—hardly eye-catching.
Old Bai of the Shen Family narrowed his eyes with a smile. "My young master has possessed exceptional talent since childhood. He once went to the imperial capital to study and won the high regard of the Emperor of the Kingdom of Wu, who permitted him to enter and leave the library at will and read through hundreds of spell manuals. Ten years have passed since then; his learning is already profound!"
"Hmph, that poor brat dared to