A distant and vast aura arose.
Zuo Tian Ce's imposing presence was like a tiger's. He leaped up, his internal energy surging. As it churned, the bracelets on his arms suddenly glowed.
It was as if lights had been turned on atop them, not dazzling, but carrying a profound mystery that was quite perplexing.
But at this very moment, as this aura rose, Zuo Tian Ce's power surged.
His body seemed to have grown several feet taller, majestic and imposing. As he swung his arms, the light also rippled, spreading like ripples and merging into his internal energy.
In an instant, he had ascended into the air, his arms whirling, striking directly at Chen Fan.
Chen Fan's pupils contracted. Instead of resisting, he directly retreated.
But Zuo Tian Ce's speed surged in kind, arriving in a blink, like a fierce wind.
The light spread out, enveloping his fists, transforming into palms that pressed down on Chen Fan.
That profound, mysterious, and vast aura was incredibly strange, as if it originated from beyond the nine heavens, containing unfathomable power. It enveloped Chen Fan as Zuo Tian Ce unleashed his attack.
Vaguely, a phantom began to appear, making Zuo Tian Ce's attack fearsome and irresistible.
A trace of trepidation stirred within Chen Fan's heart.
With nowhere left to retreat, Chen Fan raised his arms and met the attack.
His fighting spirit surged exponentially.
Boom!
It was still a collision of energy, a vast force unleashed, like an endless torrent.
Chen Fan, who had previously suppressed Zuo Tian Ce, leaving him no room to fight back, now felt like a lone skiff in this power, easily capsized.
He tensed his body, channeling the mysterious power within him.
Sounds like dragon roars echoed within his body, transforming into immense strength.
Yet, after the collision, he was still sent flying backward like a kite, knocked back seven or eight meters by Zuo Tian Ce's move, landing outside the ring.
Upon landing, Chen Fan's body convulsed violently, and he took several more staggering steps to dissipate the terrifying force.
Zuo Tian Ce stood tall on the stage but did not press his advantage. Instead, he said coldly, "Chen Tian Jiao, did you truly think you could toy with me, your Young Alliance Leader, as you pleased?"
Chen Fan calmed his blood and qi, looking at the bracelets on Zuo Tian Ce's hands, and asked, "What is this?"
The surrounding spectators were also greatly shocked.
"What just happened?"
"I thought I saw something glowing?"
"This is too powerful! This Young Leader Zuo is indeed formidable, worthy of being the Young Leader of the Hero Alliance!"
"It's incredible, are ancient martial artists this powerful?"
"..."
The attention of Na Ri Ye Wang was also drawn to Zuo Tian Ce's bracelets, his gaze flickering.
This move by Zuo Tian Ce was also beyond his expectations, even though he had come with Zuo Tian Ce.
"What need have summer insects to speak of ice?"
Zuo Tian Ce said proudly, "You wouldn't understand such artifacts, even if I told you. You only need to know that defeating you is not difficult for me. The depth and mystery of the martial world are not as simple as you perceive!"
With that, he slowly strode forward, approaching Chen Fan again.
Chen Fan straightened his chest, twisted his head, and said, "It's nothing more than a magical artifact, an item for cultivators. Why speak of it so mysteriously?"
He exhaled deeply, gathering his fighting spirit, and declared, "What lies beyond the self, is it truly worth pursuing?"
"What lies beyond the self?"
Zuo Tian Ce sneered dismissively, "The ignorant are fearless, like frogs in a well, thinking the world is only as big as the opening."
"Then let me experience it again!"
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes, leaped up, transforming into a dragon, and pounced at Zuo Tian Ce.
Two figures flashed, appearing beside Zuo Tian Ce as guards – they were the two Hua Jin martial artists of the Zuo family.
"Good!"
Zuo Tian Ce stomped his foot, his aura surging. After a shake of his arms, the two bracelets erupted with a more dazzling light than before.
Phantoms of a dragon and a phoenix appeared, merging with Zuo Tian Ce's attack.
His energy radiated outwards, echoing the dragon and phoenix.
Boom!
Four hands collided, a terrifying fighting spirit crushing everything.
The dragon and phoenix phantoms seemed to wail, suddenly dimming.
The entire ring exploded, energy gushing out in all directions.
Crash! The reinforced glass on the east side of the gym could not withstand the impact and shattered.
"Ah..."
"My God..."
"Quick, get away, it's too terrifying..."
The onlookers at the edge of the room, near the windows, screamed in alarm, a chaotic scene unfolding.
After the terrifying collision of power, Zuo Tian Ce's expression changed. His body, like a kite with a broken string, flew out and landed on the ground.
Chen Fan's body paused for a moment, then he too was sent flying back. Two figures flashed, attacking from mid-air.
Chen Fan met them with his hands, exchanging blows with the two figures before retreating with a grunt, his feet leaving deep imprints on the plastic floor.
The sleeves of his robe were shredded, goosebumps erupted on his skin, and his muscles trembled violently.
The two elders who had attacked immediately retracted, helping Zuo Tian Ce up.
Zuo Tian Ce swayed, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He stared at Chen Fan, a look of shock and disbelief on his face. "You..."
Chen Fan exhaled a turbid breath and said, "Zuo Tian Ce, you are still far from the realm of Martial Dao Grandmaster!"
Upon hearing this, Zuo Tian Ce's body trembled, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.
This time, his complexion was much better. Gritting his teeth, he looked at Chen Fan and suddenly said, "Let's go!"
The two peak Hua Jin elders quickly helped him to leave, one on each side.
Chen Fan made no move to stop them.
That last collision had also come at a price for him.
It wasn't impossible to keep Zuo Tian Ce and kill him, but he had no such intention and no such need.
Moreover, Zuo Tian Ce had two peak Hua Jin experts protecting him.
The screaming scions of wealthy families and spectators recovered, their eyes wide, still in shock.
That single blow had shattered the reinforced glass of the club's outer wall. What terrifying power was this?
Fortunately, although some people were injured, they were not seriously harmed due to the distance.
However, the scene just now, to ordinary people, was akin to a hand grenade explosion, leaving them still shaken and fearful.
The destructive power of ancient martial arts masters was too great for them, ordinary people, and offered too little security.
Individuals like Wu Zhao Yang and Du Fu Min now understood why the authorities had suppressed Chen Fan three years ago.
If such a person did not behave himself, he would be a great harm to society.
Li Qian, who had already sobered up from fright, had his face twitching violently.
Chen Fan, after a brief recovery, had no intention of staying. He glanced at the onlookers in the gym and turned to leave.
Na Ri Ye Wang watched this scene, his expression shifting slightly. He quickly followed.
He felt that Chen Fan did not intend to pursue and kill, but he still harbored a faint worry and wanted to follow and see.
Exiting the gym, Chen Fan walked towards the elevator.
There were still attendants guarding the area. Having learned what had happened, they looked at Chen Fan with expressions of fear.
"Brother Chen!"
Na Ri Ye Wang hesitated for a moment, then suddenly called out.
Chen Fan paused, looking at Na Ri Ye Wang.
"Brother Chen, are you unharmed?"
Na Ri Ye Wang asked.
"What?"
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and said.
"The artifact that Young Leader Zuo used just now, Brother Chen experienced its power firsthand. How strong was it?"
Na Ri Ye Wang asked.
Seeing the slightly strange look in Chen Fan's eyes, Na Ri Ye Wang quickly added, "I am merely curious. I have no other intentions. If Brother Chen is well, it happens to be today, why don't we have a chat here?"