Chapter 1274 - 733: Soul Like Water, Great Chu’s Number One!

Chapter 1274: Chapter 733: Soul Like Water, Great Chu’s Number One!

Just one contact!

Victory and defeat were immediately noticeable.

Chen Zhiming’s magic sword was shaken out of his hand, spinning and flying away, displaying an expression of disbelief.

His True Gang was completely used for defense, how could it be useless?

Swipe——

The hands holding the sword were stained red with blood, the five fingers pulled out at the roots!

A trace of blue light hastily emerged from the sword body, but unfortunately, before the light could grow bigger, the halberd blade swallowing murderous intent sliced down from the waist!

Thunder rolled, air waves surged, silhouettes froze in mid-air.

Boom——!

A second later, a terrifying roar finally poured out rapidly.

A hurricane swept through, Chen Zhiming’s seven orifices were bleeding, and his body exploded in mid-air!

Flesh turned to mud hurriedly, carried away by the golden mist, permeating the spiritual world everywhere...

The spiritual world hadn’t collapsed yet, and as the audience looked at Meng Chuan, their gazes changed.

Chen Zhiming’s body was shattered by a single halberd hit, dying gruesomely and shocking almost everyone.

"What the hell!"

As they realized what had happened, countless audiences were dumbfounded. Did he really defeat him in one strike?

Meng Chuan had held on for a long time before hitting Chen Zhiming once.

Just one strike to silence everything?

What a monster...

"He’s dead, Chen Zhiming lost!"

"Chen Zhiming lost? He was defeated in just one encounter after Meng Chuan got close?"

"Meng Chuan is merely a Martial Arts Master, why is his attack so terrifying, and Chen Zhiming’s True Gang couldn’t defend at all?"

"He’s incredibly skilled, Meng god truly is a hero of the Human Race, an undefeated war god!"

The barrage flooded continuously.

Zhang Ancestor still looked at the light screen without closing his eyes.

Other experts were all focused and concentrated, even Sui Chunqiu sat steadily in the chair without popping the champagne ahead.

Because.

Chen Zhiming is not dead yet.

He submerged into the golden mist, the distant magic sword!

Meng Chuan sniffed, sensing the aura of [Star Annihilation] drifting away.

His eyes closed and reopened, leaping into the golden mist to chase.

...

Whizz whizz——

The magic sword sped away, Chen Zhiming’s primordial spirit residing within, for the first time since the match began his expression turned extremely restless, his heart anxious, and it showed three parts on his face.

However, apart from "urgency", he had no other emotions.

He was indeed ruthless.

This time, it was not that he voluntarily abandoned his physical body, but was shattered by Meng Chuan!

Lingchi or dismemberment wouldn’t be more painful than having the flesh explode into blood foam, yet these pains were all endured by Chen Zhiming, hovering for a moment between life and death, yet his consciousness remained incredibly clear.

"Need to find an ideal place to ambush, I haven’t lost, I still have a chance..."

Even at the threshold of abandoning his body and entering the instrument, his thinking remained quick.

Contemplating how to hide his aura, how to ambush his opponent...

"Crack..."

The magic sword self-destructed, disintegrating six inches from the tip, before that barely perceptible white light attached like maggots to bones completely detached.

This was the aura contaminated by Meng Chuan’s halberd blade.

Immediately, Chen Zhiming gently stimulated, and the thunder gathered into a new sword tip.

"My primordial spirit is refined comparably to mountains, with spirit soul swordsmanship driving the Divine Sword, as long as I strike vitally, there’s still a chance for victory..."

He dared not speak too confidently, Meng Chuan’s defensive ability was clearly much more daunting than Liao Huo.

One sword strike, if it doesn’t hit vital parts like the heart, lungs, or head, even if it injures him, it would be mere b insignificant minor injuries!

Thinking of this, Chen Zhiming couldn’t help but feel a pang of frustration.

"Meng Chuan, Meng Chuan, his reputation is well deserved..."

Previously, he vaguely heard disciples from the Celestial Master Mansion mention this name, it seems Senior Brother Luo Qin had previously lost to him.

It seems...

The first Supernova Competition held by Great Chu targeting the Martial Arts University martial artists?

Chen Zhiming was suddenly astonished, his expression inexplicable.

In the previous competition, it was his junior brother who failed.

This time in the World Youth Tournament... is it his turn?

This Meng Chuan...

Could he be the destined rival of the Celestial Master Mansion...

With such entanglement, Chen Zhiming couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh.

No one had expected, he would be forced to this extent by a 21-year-old junior.

Pathetic!

Enough.

Chen Zhiming quickly adjusted his mindset, first pretending to ambush in the surroundings to lure the opponent.

With a flash of sword light, various mythical birds and beasts flew chaotically, each stained with a bit of his aura, thoroughly disrupting the aura of this world.

Then, this Bronze Sword stealthily hid in a certain place, preparing to strike...

...

Pftch——

The black halberd blade shattered the golden mist, Meng Chuan wielded the big halberd, piercing the celestial beast in front.

Looking around, his expression seemed thoughtful.

"Chen Zhiming spread out his aura, hiding it on every similar ’clone.’

However, his primordial spirit is still hidden in that imitation of the Seven Stars Sword, preparing to ambush me..."

Knowing the plan, Meng Chuan’s pores slightly closed.

A translucent sheen seemed to appear, resembling a "membrane" capable of breathing.

This was an abnormal change in the skin membrane granted to Meng Chuan by the Earth Evil Treasure Body, able to absorb and convert a certain degree of fiendish energy.

Extreme energy is all fiendish energy, specifically unknown, but Meng Chuan has a rough understanding about fiendish energy.

True Gang is also a part of fiendish energy.

Earlier he could swim like a dragon in the ocean of blue-white true gang and fiendish energy, largely because this "membrane" absorbed nearly half of the damage.

The rest was borne by the body, allowing for defense.

Otherwise, with the strength of Chen Zhiming’s Star True Gang, taking it head-on with flesh would no doubt be suicidal.

As for why he managed to break Chen Zhiming’s body with one halberd strike just now.

This was not solely the merit of True Martial Fist Intent, but also the additional powerful force imparted by the formation of his Inner World, and the full-force strike under the explosion of [Blood Stain].

Currently, his face is somewhat pale, which is a sign of Qi Blood loss after the blood stain.

Squinting slightly, Meng Chuan gazed at the golden clouds, contemplating the corresponding aura.

Cloud mist.

There is a strong wind, there are water flows.

With one thought, a faint sound arose within him.

The Inner World and the outer world seemed to have undergone some "chemical reaction", in the eyes of others, he completely transformed into a wisp of mist, merging into the golden mist, and emerges lightly.