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Chen's sword, infused with the might of wind and thunder, descended towards Chen Li.
Before the blade reached him, the fierce sword energy had already severed a few strands of hair from Chen Li's forehead.
Chen Li watched as a cold smile crept onto Chen's lips, a sense of unease rising within him.
In that instant, the long sword in Chen's hand sliced through the air with a sharp sound, crashing down onto Chen Li's defensive barrier.
Crack!
With a crisp sound, the barrier shattered, dispersing into countless specks of spiritual light in the air.
The tip of the sword pierced Chen Li's chest without any hindrance, a drop of crimson blood slowly dripping down the blade and splattering onto the ground, forming a small blood flower.
"Brother!" Shen Qingyue couldn't help but exclaim, her clear eyes filled with tension and worry.
The crowd around them erupted in chaos; no one had expected the situation to reverse in an instant.
How could Chen Li, whose strongest defense had been broken, possibly stand against Chen?
Instructor Lin Xuan furrowed his brows tightly, a glint of determination flashing in his eyes.
If anything were to happen to Chen Li, even if it cost him his life, he would make sure that the people from Holy Spirit Palace paid the price.
At that moment, Chen's smugness was rapidly expanding.
"You fool! I have inherited Tai Xu Zhenzi's legacy; do you really think your meager defenses can withstand me?" Chen laughed as he looked at the wounded Chen Li, his smile growing wider.
This power only needed to be released slightly to completely erase all traces of life from Chen Li!
"Oh really?" A mocking voice came from behind Chen.
Everyone was startled and turned to look in that direction, only to see Chen Li standing calmly several meters away, a faint smirk playing on his lips.
His shirt was indeed stained red with blood, but his aura showed no significant change; that sword strike had not caused him much harm at all.
How is this possible?! Chen stared wide-eyed in disbelief, as if he had seen a ghost.
He felt his sword pierce Chen Li's body and even sensed the blade slicing through flesh; how could it have caused no damage?
Could it be that he was hallucinating?
Chen Li coldly regarded Chen, his gaze indifferent as if looking at a clown.
"Chen," he said softly, yet his voice resonated clearly throughout the forest, "we were once brothers. Even though our relationship has been severed, we are still citizens of Qian Sheng Empire under its protection. Now we stand together to alleviate our nation's troubles and confront the Beast Tide. Yet you mix personal grudges into this; is this how your Holy Spirit Sect's leader taught you to act?"
Chen's expression changed. He never expected Chen Li to make a move at this moment, let alone bring up the reputation of the Holy Spirit Sect. For a moment, he felt a surge of panic.
"What nonsense are you spouting! When have I acted out of selfishness? I just wanted to teach you a lesson!" Chen Geng retorted, though his tone weakened slightly.
"A lesson?" Chen Li scoffed, pointing at the bloodstains on his chest. "Is this what you call a lesson? You nearly took my life! Is this the demeanor expected of a disciple of the Holy Spirit Sect?"
Chen was at a loss for words. He couldn't very well admit that he truly wanted to kill Chen Li, could he? If he did, even as the close disciple of the Holy Spirit Sect's leader and touted as a future Saint, he would likely face dire consequences.
"You’re only eight years old, yet you’re so selfish and malicious. If you were to become a pillar of the Qian Sheng Empire and the Four Major Sects in the future, wouldn’t that be even worse? If you treat your own brother like this, who would dare to follow you in the Four Major Sects? How could they expect you to treat them kindly?"
Chen Li questioned each word with precision. His voice was not loud, but it struck like a hammer on everyone’s hearts.
The members of Heaven's Gate and Golden Sun Sect around them were deeply affected, glancing at Chen with expressions filled with vigilance and wariness.
Chen's face instantly cooled as he forcefully suppressed his rising anger and growled, "Shut up!"
He had the upper hand, yet he hadn’t anticipated that Chen Li’s few words could sow discord between Heaven's Gate and Golden Sun Sect. If the two major sects turned against each other, even if his Holy Spirit Palace was strong, it would struggle to cope.
The gazes around him felt piercing, as if they were pointing fingers at him, igniting an inexplicable fury within him.
"Chen Li, you really are sharp-tongued!" Chen roared. "You don’t need to pretend to be the good guy here! Who do you think you are to claim any blood relation with me? Today, I will kill you and see how you continue your nonsense!"
With that, he raised his long sword again and charged at Chen Li.
This time, his attack was even more ferocious. The sword light flickered as it quickly condensed into a beam the length of his finger. The black sword light shimmered with a ghostly glow, distorting the surrounding air as if it had been sliced by cold light.
If it made contact with a person, it would easily slice them in half.
The onlookers from the Imperial Academy watched this scene with worry etched on their faces.
The power behind this strike was overwhelming; how could Chen Li withstand it?
Lin Xuan also furrowed his brow tightly. As a cultivator of Mystic Boundary, he could see that Chen's strike was nearly on par with someone half-step into Mystic Boundary. Targeting Chen Li like this—how could Chen Li possibly survive?
He clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could step in to intervene. But now that it was a Life-and-Death Duel, no one could interfere.
He could only watch helplessly.
"Die!"
With that, a chilling sword light descended towards Chen Li.
The strike was silent yet capable of cleaving mountains and splitting rivers!
Swish!
The sword moved with incredible speed, appearing before him in the blink of an eye.
Chen Li's expression turned grave as he gazed at the sword's force.
Though he had immense confidence in his abilities, the power of this strike still instilled a primal fear within him.
It was a fear born from instinct, a reaction triggered by the sensation of danger.
The cold sword light pricked his skin, sending chills and pain coursing through him, enveloping him in an icy aura.
In that moment, Chen Li sent a mental message to the Hedgehog.
"Hedgehog, summon the Beast Tide for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a small black ball floated excitedly in front of Chen Li, its tiny mouth opening slightly before transforming into an invisible vortex. Instantly, a Flying Beast surged forth from the whirlpool.
A cold smile crept onto Chen Li's lips.
Everyone thought he was just a fish on the chopping block; he would show them who the real unfortunate one was!
The vortex trembled violently as a massive eagle with a wingspan of ten yards screeched its way out.
Its sharp beak glimmered with cold light, and its piercing eyes burned like two pieces of Golden Flame. The black feathers moved like steel as it positioned itself protectively in front of Chen Li.
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