Chapter 671 - 181: I Will Smash Through This Divine Power Realm Arena in an Incense Stick’s Time

Chapter 671: Chapter 181: I Will Smash Through This Divine Power Realm Arena in an Incense Stick’s Time

"Chu Fan, Demon Suppression Guard of the Demon Suppression Bureau, versus Song Rentou of the Vajra Sect!"

Qingyangzi’s voice, like the toll of an ancient bell, echoed across the Martial Arts Arena at the foot of Cuiyun Mountain.

The clamoring crowd fell silent in an instant.

In the Vajra Sect’s viewing area to the east, a group of burly men all froze in place, like stone statues.

This was especially true for Song Rentou, who stood at their center...

Song Rentou’s large, round face instantly turned as pale as a sheet, as if he’d been drained of all his blood.

The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably as despair flooded his eyes.

The rules of the Profound Origin Secret Realm tournament were brutal. Three consecutive losses meant elimination.

The name "Vajra Sect" sounded mighty and uncompromising, but in the Qing Province Martial Arts Realm, they were rock bottom.

The only reason they were able to participate this time was thanks to Chu Fan; the Vajra Sect had unexpectedly received the complete legacy of the Vajra Subduing Demon Skill.

The entire sect had worked up the courage to try their luck, hoping to scrape their way into the top ranks and win a Body Refining Treasure Plant.

But who could have known this would be the beginning of Song Rentou’s nightmare.

’The first match... is against Lord Chu?!’

Song Rentou felt his legs turn to jelly, and he nearly lost his footing.

’Fight Chu Fan?’

’What’s the point of even fighting?’

He had personally witnessed it by the Vajra Sect’s Body Tempering Pool: with just a few punches, Chu Fan had crippled a cultivator at the Peak of the Divine Power Realm from the Blood Bone Sect!

After that, in just seven days, Chu Fan had absorbed the entire Body Tempering Pool—a pool the Vajra Sect had spent years cultivating using their Vajra Mother Ore vein—until nothing was left but clear water!

’Facing a physical monster like that? I’d just be serving myself up on a platter.’

’Why suffer a vicious beating for nothing, only to be thrown off the stage, bruised and battered?’

What was more important was that this was only the first match.

If Chu Fan seriously injured him, breaking bones and tearing ligaments, his chances in the next two matches would be completely shot.

"This... my luck with the draw is just awful..."

The Vajra Sect members exchanged strange glances, unsure whether to urge Song Rentou to go on stage to his doom or to simply forfeit.

Just then, in the Seven Stars Gang’s viewing area, a tall, upright figure slowly rose.

Chu Fan’s expression was indifferent. Without even glancing at the distant arena, he simply dusted off his sleeves and announced loudly, "I’m no match for him. I forfeit!"

His clear voice carried throughout the entire arena.

THUD!

A dull thump sounded as the Fatty near Chu Fan, upon hearing the two words "I forfeit," slid off his chair as if it were greased, ending up right underneath it!

"F-Fan?"

Ignoring the pain in his rear, the Fatty scrambled back to his feet and stared at Chu Fan with a bewildered expression.

He wasn’t the only one. Beside him, Cao Feng, Li Qingxue, and the others were also gaping, their faces filled with disbelief and shock.

Chu Fan’s move was completely unexpected!

But Chu Fan offered no explanation.

He simply gave a slight nod to the bewildered Song Rentou in the distance, then sat back down as if nothing had happened, closed his eyes, and immediately entered a state of cultivation.

Chu Fan had his own reasons...

His Vajra Subduing Demon Skill had come from the Vajra Sect.

He had also "conveniently" helped himself to their entire pool of precious medicinal liquid.

And before leaving, he had even dug up eight pieces of Vajra Mother Ore.

So now, by encountering a Vajra Sect disciple in this inconsequential first match, gifting them a victory could be considered repaying some of that debt.

’As for the matches on the Divine Power Realm stage?’

’They didn’t interest him in the slightest.’

According to the tournament rules, there were two ways to cross-level challenge someone on the Acupoint Realm stage.

The first was to become one of the top ten contenders in the Divine Power Realm bracket.

The second was to hold the stage in the Divine Power Realm bracket, accepting challenges from all other Divine Power Realm cultivators.

Unwilling to waste time, Chu Fan had already decided on the second option.

However, what Chu Fan saw as calm consideration looked entirely different to everyone else.

Not far away, the people who had witnessed the earlier farce between Chu Fan and the Wang Dandan siblings finally snapped out of their stupor. An irrepressible wave of whispers erupted, washing over the area like a tide.

"What’s going on? Forfeiting the very first match without even daring to step into the arena?"

"What a joke! Just a moment ago, he was acting all high and mighty, threatening Wang Dandan from the Bright Heart Realm and saying he was going to beat her up. And now some nobody named Song Rentou from the Vajra Sect has scared him witless?"

"You actually took him seriously? He was only acting fearless because Lord Leng and a group of Demon Suppression Captains from the Demon Suppression Bureau were right there. But once he’s in the arena, Lord Leng can’t help him!"

"So this is a so-called Demon Suppression Guard? What a disgrace to the Demon Suppression Bureau!"

"I’m not gonna lie, I watched the last Profound Origin Secret Realm tournament from start to finish, and I’ve seen a few before that. Never have I seen such a coward who shows up but doesn’t even dare to approach the arena."

"Look at Zhao Tianxing from the Seven Stars Gang. He’s only at the First Heaven of the Divine Power Realm, but he dared to draw his blade and fight an expert in the Late Stage of the Divine Power Realm. Why is there such a huge gap between him and Chu Fan when they’re both in the Divine Power Realm?"

All manner of mocking, contemptuous, and disappointed gazes shot toward Chu Fan like invisible arrows.

Down on the high platform, the referee, Qingyangzi, frowned slightly.

In that instant, his vast Divine Sense locked onto Chu Fan like a searchlight.

But he didn’t sense the slightest bit of fear or panic from the young man—only a placid stillness, like a pool of stagnant water.

’This kid...’ Though Qingyangzi had his doubts, he could only follow procedure.

He shot Chu Fan an indifferent glance and announced loudly, "In this match, Chu Fan of the Demon Suppression Bureau forfeits. Song Rentou is the victor!"

BOOM!

As the verdict was announced, the Martial Arts Arena at the foot of Cuiyun Mountain erupted. Roars of laughter rose and fell, as if the crowd had just watched a ridiculous farce.

Amid the uproar, however, the reactions from the various major factions were starkly different.

In the Zhang Family’s seating area.

Qing Province’s top prodigy, Zhang Tianyu, stared straight ahead, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrest. His brow, however, was knitted in thought.