Chapter 110: Chapter 110: Xiao Chen Battles Yang Pan, Two Leeks Clash, Power of the Panhuang Spirit Sword (Fifth Update)
The terrifying aura erupted like a volcano.
Xiao Chen stood up, removed his hood, revealing a face carrying resolute determination.
Hadn’t he been cultivating for so long just for this day?
To deal with Jun Xiaoyao, he must become the Prince Consort of the Panwu Divine Dynasty.
"Who is that person? Why do I feel like I’ve never seen him before, shouldn’t he be some Celestial Pride from a major power?"
"Oh my, that seems like Xiao Chen, the Eldest Prince of the Cyan Dragon Ancient Country!"
"The Eldest Prince of the Cyan Dragon Ancient Country? Wasn’t the Cyan Dragon Ancient Country destroyed?"
"Yeah, and it seems like this Xiao Chen’s strength isn’t particularly outstanding, right?"
From all directions came many curious and skeptical glances.
Jun Xiaoyao looked on indifferently.
He wasn’t surprised at all.
If Xiao Chen didn’t show up, he would feel surprised.
As Jun Xiaoyao looked over, Xiao Chen also glanced at Jun Xiaoyao.
In that gaze, the deep-seated hatred was so intense that even the waters of the four seas couldn’t wash it away.
However, Xiao Chen hadn’t lost his composure; what he had to do now was not to deal with Jun Xiaoyao, but with Yang Pan.
"Where did this nameless person come from, daring to challenge this Marquis?" Yang Pan raised an eyebrow.
He is the Divine Dynasty Champion Marquis; when did any random person dare to provoke him?
"Xiao Chen!?"
Wu Mingyue trembled slightly upon seeing Xiao Chen.
Even though she didn’t want Xiao Chen to come, seeing him here did stir some emotions in her heart.
"Mingyue, do you know that person?" the Panwu Divine Lord asked upon noticing Wu Mingyue’s unusual expression.
"Yes, a friend," Wu Mingyue hesitated as she spoke.
She knew that the Panwu Divine Lord definitely didn’t want Xiao Chen to become the Prince Consort.
In the arena, Xiao Chen leaped into the air and landed directly on the high platform, standing opposite Yang Pan.
"Yang Pan, you are a depraved and heartless scum. What right do you have to become Mingyue’s Prince Consort?" Xiao Chen’s voice was as chilling as frost.
"Humph, if this Marquis is unworthy, then are you worthy?" Yang Pan sneered.
"Today, I, Xiao Chen, will defeat you in front of countless forces!"
With that, Xiao Chen let out a clear cry to the sky, unleashing the power of Unity Realm Great Perfection.
Thousands of Cyan Dragon light patterns swirled around him.
At this moment, Xiao Chen seemed like the Cyan Dragon War God.
"Hmm? The Cultivation Technique from the Ancestral Dragon Nest?" Yang Pan’s expression slightly tensed.
At this moment, Xiao Chen’s realm was no weaker than his own.
Jun Xiaoyao watched, his eyes deep as he thought, "As expected, Xiao Chen has secrets behind him. It seems I need to investigate further when the time comes."
"Even if you are a dragon, today this Marquis will slay you!"
Yang Pan struck out, the Shang Mang Divine Spear vibrating the void, and powerful mana erupted forth as if a piece of the sky was falling.
"Cyan Dragon Claw!"
Xiao Chen reached out with one hand, cyan light converged into a cyan dragon claw dozens of meters long, grasping towards the Champion Marquis.
Their techniques collided, causing waves to surge!
The Panwu Divine Lord waved his hand, the void transformed into a cage, confining the battle fluctuations within.
"How did Xiao Chen become so strong, able to contend with the Champion Marquis?"
"Yeah, I thought he would be defeated in just a few moves." Many voices of astonishment arose.
Jun Xiaoyao remained indifferent, watching the fight between Xiao Chen and Yang Pan with the view of a bystander watching a tiger fight.
He seemed to see two blades of grass clashing against each other.
"Damn, this kid!" Yang Pan’s eyes burned with anger.
Previously smacked into the ground by Jun Xiaoyao’s palm, he had already lost face.
And now, even a random fish that jumped out was so hard to deal with.
"Silent Extinction Spear Technique!"
Yang Pan activated his Extreme Technique, injecting mana into the Shang Mang Divine Spear.
Strands of black spear radiance, carrying a silent extinction aura, burst forth, even threatening to annihilate the void itself.
"Unmoving Cyan Dragon Bell!"
Xiao Chen deployed his Defensive Ultimate Skill, summoning a massive bell coiled with cyan dragons to shield his form.
Then he launched another punch, magic surged as over a thousand streams of cyan dragon light erupted forth, with grandeur as vast as the sea.
Many cultivators watched the battle between these two, faces full of shock.
They weren’t surprised at the strength of the Champion Marquis.
But Xiao Chen being this strong seemed a bit excessive, didn’t it?
"Xiao Chen..." A hint of emotion appeared in Wu Mingyue’s eyes.
She knew Xiao Chen had come here for her.
The fluctuations in the arena were immense, the two fought heatedly to the bitter end.
In the end, Xiao Chen was marked by spots of blood.
And a streak of blood appeared at the corner of Yang Pan’s mouth as well.
"This kid..." Yang Pan felt impatient, directly activating the Panhuang Spirit Sword within him.
A formidable Sword Intent shot straight into the sky.
A simple and ancient sword shadow flickered behind Yang Pan.
He hadn’t fully unleashed the Panhuang Spirit Sword, but just a single sword shadow was enough to shock the surroundings.
"Panhuang Sword..." Bright light flashed in the eyes of the Panwu Divine Lord.
He supported Yang Pan to eventually seek the other two swords.
In truth, this was also a form of exploitation.
And to ensure Yang Pan willingly complied, the Panwu Divine Lord could only marry Wu Mingyue to him.
This was essentially a foregone conclusion.
Because the Panwu Divine Lord knew that with the Panhuang Spirit Sword, Yang Pan was inherently undefeated.
No one could defeat Yang Pan wielding the Panhuang Spirit Sword, not even the top Celestial Pride of the Immortal Dao Lineage.
This performance by Xiao Chen, although unexpected by the Panwu Divine Lord.
The outcome would not change.
Sure enough, when Yang Pan unleashed the power of the Panhuang Spirit Sword.
The voice of the Cyan Dragon Ascendant resounded in Xiao Chen’s mind.
"Xiao Chen, this is not good, with your current strength, you cannot withstand the Panhuang Spirit Sword, step back for now."
The Cyan Dragon Ascendant felt powerless, unable to assist Xiao Chen.
If he intervened, it would disrupt the battlefield, and the Panwu Divine Lord wouldn’t remain idle.
As another sort of cheat, the Cyan Dragon Ascendant wasn’t as convenient as the Panhuang Spirit Sword.
A casual intervention would be detected by strong beings.
"How can I retreat? If I retreat now, Mingyue will be taken from me!" Xiao Chen’s eyes were about to burst, releasing his final will.
"Azure Dragon in the Sky!"
All over Xiao Chen sprang thousands of streams of cyan dragon light, condensing into a massive Light Cyan Dragon, charging towards Yang Pan.
Yang Pan also activated the power of the Panhuang Spirit Sword.
Its sword radiance concentrated at the tip, then sliced downward.
A point of sword light seemed capable of obliterating all in its path!
Rumble!
The Light Cyan Dragon was split in two by the sword light, and Xiao Chen spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, flung away.
"Xiao Chen!" Wu Mingyue’s face turned pale.
"Haha, just an ant, daring to overturn the heavens, Mingyue, you belong to this Marquis, and no one can take you!" Yang Pan laughed arrogantly.
"You..." Wu Mingyue’s face turned blue with anger.
Looking at Yang Pan, she suddenly thought that even having Jun Xiaoyao as the Prince Consort would be better than Yang Pan.
"What am I thinking? That Jun Xiaoyao is also an abhorrent fellow." Wu Mingyue snapped back, finding this thought absurd.
There was no way she could ever fancy Jun Xiaoyao.
Absolutely not!