Chapter 211: Cripple Him Directly

The axe rune, fused with his Qi, had just entered the formless greatsword.

The sword trembled violently. Its previously dark and dull surface now flickered with a mysterious hue.

Chen Fei noticed the change, but this wasn’t the time to examine it further!

Moreover, when the axe rune was infused into the formless greatsword, he realized a major flaw — his Thousand-Forge Art was no longer enough! The sword’s weight increased drastically in an instant.

Thankfully, his relentless training over the past days allowed him to barely keep the move stable.

At that moment, Liu Shan could no longer maintain his carefree, ethereal demeanor. Facing this one strike, he felt the overwhelming threat of death!

“What the hell did this bastard do?!” Liu Shan roared in his heart, on the verge of madness. He was utterly shocked and confused.

How could someone at the peak of the sixth-grade Qi Condensation stage unleash such a powerful technique?

But more importantly — could he even block it?

Taking a deep breath, Liu Shan chose to preserve his reputation. It was just one strike, after all. If he couldn’t block it head-on, could he at least dodge?

Thinking this, Liu Shan immediately activated his Dragonstep Movement. His figure became illusory and erratic, dazzling the eyes of the onlookers as his speed reached its peak.

The surrounding crowd exchanged glances in disbelief.

“That strike is terrifying… even Senior Brother Liu doesn’t dare to face it directly!”

“So you’re telling me Chen Fei can force a high-tier Yuan Realm cultivator to dodge? That’s insane!”

Even the one who spoke these words was startled by his own conclusion.

Wang Feng, observing the scene, also looked on in astonishment.

“To push Liu Shan into such a corner… Junior Brother Chen is truly unexpected.”

Yet, despite Liu Shan’s evasive maneuvers, Chen Fei’s expression remained calm and unflinching.

“Senior Brother Liu, take this!” Chen Fei shouted as he stomped the ground.

The earth cracked violently, debris exploding like a full-force attack from a peak Qi Condensation cultivator. Fortunately, the spectators were all cultivators as well and managed to block it together.

In a flash, Chen Fei’s figure vanished and appeared directly in front of Liu Shan.

“You—!” Liu Shan’s eyes widened in shock.

His Dragonstep Movement was known as one of the best earth-grade movement techniques — how had Chen Fei so easily locked onto him?

He couldn’t figure it out.

But he no longer had the luxury to think.

The formless greatsword in Chen Fei’s hand was already slicing toward him.

At that moment, Liu Shan had no choice but to abandon his pride. If he didn’t retaliate with full force, there was no way he could take that blow!

“Chen Fei!” Liu Shan gritted his teeth in fury. Not only had he lost face repeatedly, but now he was about to be humiliated again. Despite his cold and calculating nature, he was absolutely livid.

Liu Shan’s face darkened.

“Tidal Wave!”

With a low roar, a scene of surging seawater appeared out of thin air. The murky waves surged toward the greatsword, each droplet containing Liu Shan’s own Qi — a corrosive, chilling energy that would weaken anything it touched.

Yet, when it clashed with the formless greatsword, it was strangely ineffective.

Chen Fei’s sword sliced through the massive wave, effortlessly pushing aside the sea water. From afar, it looked as though he met no resistance at all.

Liu Shan’s eyes widened in disbelief.

He never imagined that his attack would be broken so easily!

Facing imminent danger, he dared not hold back anymore.

“Golden Silk Jade Armor! Activate!” Liu Shan’s body suddenly glowed with golden light. Runes wrapped around him, forming a radiant armor that covered him entirely.

These shimmering symbols made him look regal and noble.

“That’s… a spiritual artifact?!”

“No wonder he’s from a royal lineage. That kind of gear can’t be bought with mere resources. It’s basically a second life!”

Even as the crowd buzzed with sour remarks, Chen Fei only smiled.

Without hesitation, he brought the formless greatsword crashing down on the golden armor.

“Chen Fei! Must you really go this far?!” Liu Shan growled, face twisted in rage.

In truth, he was panicking. He never thought he’d be forced into this situation. Worst of all, it was his own promise — to endure three attacks — that left him no room to maneuver. Now that Chen Fei was in close range, he had no choice but to take the hit!

If he had used high-tier Yuan Realm methods from the start, Chen Fei wouldn’t have even gotten close!

Chen Fei simply looked at him coldly.

“What do you think, Liu Shan?”

As his words fell, the axe rune-imbued greatsword sliced through Liu Shan’s golden armor.

Spiritual artifacts were rare and powerful — but unfortunately, Chen Fei’s axe rune had now gained armor-piercing attributes thanks to multiple fusions.

Just like a massive battleaxe, the rune consumed the essence of Liu Shan’s golden armor.

Liu Shan was dumbstruck. Even now, he thought he’d only be severely injured. After all, that was a spiritual artifact protecting him!

But panic took hold.

“No! I admit I was wrong! Whatever you want for compensation, it’s yours!” Liu Shan begged desperately.

“Too late.” Chen Fei replied coldly.

With a mighty swing, the greatsword cleaved into Liu Shan’s left shoulder. The massive blade embedded deep into his body, as if it had become part of him.

It hurt just to watch.

Gasps echoed all around.

Wang Feng looked on in disbelief.

“He… he really won?” he murmured.

“Senior Brother Liu, thanks for letting me win.” Chen Fei said with a casual smile, breaking the silence.

Only then did the spectators come to their senses — though their faces were stiff, uncertain what to say.

Liu Shan coughed up blood, hatred burning in his eyes.

Despite the horrifying wound, it wasn’t fatal. The real damage came from the final burst of energy that shattered his Dantian.

While Yuan Realm cultivators relied less on the Dantian, having it broken would still greatly affect future cultivation.

Chen Fei ignored Liu Shan’s gaze. Raising his foot, he said:

“Sorry — the sword’s a bit big. Hard to pull out.”

With that, he kicked Liu Shan’s chest, sending him flying and pulling the sword free in the process.

Well, technically, that was a method of drawing the sword.

Liu Shan crashed into the ruins of Tianxin Pavilion, filled with hatred as he struggled to stand.

“So ruthless! You little bastard — you’re courting death!” a furious voice thundered.

An elderly man with white hair and beard suddenly appeared, slamming his palm down toward Chen Fei’s head without another word.

But Chen Fei’s expression remained calm as he faced the strike — without even trying to dodge.