1705 Attack After Attack

Everyone's expression changed, and someone recalled something.

"The Wind Spirit Physique… I didn't expect it to be this. There was once a king with this special physique. He was invincible during ancient times and ruled the world for a long time," an elite disciple blurted out. "This physique has an unprecedented affinity with the wind. There's no physique that can compare to it. As long as there's airflow, it's their home ground."

All of a sudden, whether it was the inner disciples, fringe disciples, or elite disciples, their expressions changed drastically. They finally understood why Hua Xianyuan was so valued by the higher-ups. He had a king special physique.

There were all kinds of special physiques in the world, and physiques were divided into levels. People divided different special physiques according to the level of the strongest person during ancient times. If someone relied on this physique to become a king, then it would be a king physique. If someone relied on this physique to become an emperor, then it would be an emperor physique.

Among the many physiques, emperor physiques were naturally the best. Since ancient times, every emperor physique that had appeared would be praised and their future was limitless. In the current Grand Xia, those who ruled the world couldn't be called emperors. They could only be called kings as their cultivation wasn't enough to suppress the world. But even so, such an expert was already one of the top figures in the world. They were stationed in the capital of Grand Xia and their deterrence was equivalent to a nuclear weapon.

For example, the Flying Celestials' sect leader was the leader of one of the ten great sects, but he was only a marquis. There was a huge gap between him and a king. One could imagine how rare an emperor physique was. Even if such a person couldn't reproduce the glory of the ancient era, as long as they were nurtured properly, they would become a grand official in the future.

No one had known before this that Hua Xianyuan had the Wind Spirit Physique. It was clear that the higher-ups of the sect deliberately hid this. Once this king physique was made known, it would probably bring endless suffering.

However, Hua Xianyuan didn't care. He didn't take this kind of suffering seriously. He knew that without suffering, he wouldn't reach enlightenment. Since ancient times, which expert had been raised in a greenhouse? Which one of them had not killed until blood flowed like a river and fought hard to gain their reputation?

"Hahaha! You're right on time!"

When Chu Yunfan heard the name "Wind Spirit Body," he wasn't afraid. Instead, he felt his blood boil. For ordinary people, the Wind Spirit Body was terrifying. But to Chu Yunfan who had the Alchemy Emperor memories, he had seen many physiques that were far more terrifying than a king physique. There were terrifying physiques that qualified one to become an emperor. Compared to that, Hua Xianyuan was nothing.

Hua Xianyuan saw that Chu Yunfan wasn't surprised, but happy instead. His eyes flashed with a cold light as he controlled the storm, every little detail of it, and turned them into spears. He then threw these spears at Chu Yunfan.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The spears tore through the sky, bringing with them a terrifying sound. They were like giant dragons that were about to crush the heavens and the earth.

"Lightning, come to me! Seven Violet Thunder Swords!"

Chu Yunfan casually waved his sword and a sharp sword intent rose into the air. The sword light on the tip of his sword instantly turned into a terrifying flood, heading toward the huge dragon-like spears.

Boom!

Chu Yunfan casually chopped the spears into pieces. The entire arena shattered, leaving only the barrier that was held up by the elite disciples. Otherwise, the terrifying aura that poured out could have severely injured Xia Houjie, Sun Yao, and every other disciple in the vicinity.

"This is great!" Hua Xianyuan laughed.

His hair fluttered in the wind, and he looked like a demon god. He controlled the wind dragons in his hand and attacked Chu Yunfan again. The entire sky was filled with all kinds of wind dragons shuttling back and forth, wreaking havoc on the battlefield.

But Chu Yunfan was completely different. His movements were unimaginably fast, and his every attack easily destroyed one wind dragon after another. Step by step, he approached Hua Xianyuan. The wind dragons around Hua Xianyuan couldn't hurt Chu Yunfan in the slightest.

Suddenly, Chu Yunfan made a move. He brandished the sword in his hand, and the seven violet thunder swords merged into one, turning into a terrifying sword torrent. This sword torrent tore through everything and arrived before Hua Xianyuan.

Chu Yunfan's attack came too fast, giving Hua Xianyuan no time to react. He was hit and sent flying like a kite with a broken string. He coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood. The truly terrifying battle had just begun, and Chu Yunfan did not stop. After sending Hua Xianyuan flying with one strike. He continued to attack, slashing down with every strike.

The inner disciples were horrified. Any one of these sword lights would exhaust them completely, but Chu Yunfan was just casually making strike after strike. They couldn't imagine how terrifying Chu Yunfan was.

"Is Hua Xianyuan going to lose?"

"This is so scary. Hua Xianyuan is already very scary. Even the elite disciples might not be able to do anything to him, but now he has been defeated by Chu Yunfan!"

"That's right. It's not that Hua Xianyuan is far from being able to do anything. He's probably the strongest newcomer in a hundred years. Unfortunately, there are strong opponents among the strong, and the even stronger one is Chu Yunfan!"

"Is the victor about to be decided?"

Many people were discussing excitedly. They thought that it would be a long battle. Who knew that Chu Yunfan would injure Hua Xianyuan and then crazily attack him? How much hatred was in these attacks?

Just as everyone thought Chu Yunfan was going to win, Hua Xianyuan said, "If you don't attack me seriously now, you won't have a chance later. Attacks of this level aren't enough to defeat me!"

Everyone was shocked. How could an attack of this level not do anything to Hua Xianyuan?

A hand suddenly reached out from the ground that had been shattered into powder, and a figure appeared in front of everyone.

"Chu Yunfan, you should be proud that you've forced me to this state. Give it your all, or you won't have a chance."

Boom!

An even more terrifying aura was released.