With a sword in hand, Changyang Hu could not help but feel more courageous. Although he knew that he was still no match for Ka Diyun, who had already become a Saint, he could at least put up a fight.
"Changyang Hu, do you really want to fight me with an ordinary iron sword? You're dreaming. Now, I'll show you the strength of a Saint." With that, Ka Diyun quickly rushed towards Changyang Hu. The two-meter-long sword in his hand seemed to be weightless in his hand. With an ear-piercing sound, it directly swept towards Changyang Hu at an extremely fast speed.
Changyang Hu's face became very solemn. He quickly retreated, narrowly dodging the incoming sword. Ka Diyun's two-handed sword swept past Changyang Hu's clothes, causing a few pieces of cloth to slowly float in the air.
After becoming a Saint, Ka Diyun's strength had undergone an earth-shaking change. It was far from what Changyang Hu, who was only at the peak of the tenth layer of Saint Force, could compare with. Just the first attack alone was already very dangerous for Changyang Hu.
"Ha!" Ka Diyun's movements did not stop at all after his first attack failed. He stepped forward, the powerful Qi emitting from his body tightly oppressing Changyang Hu. Then, he once again brandished his golden sword towards Changyang Hu.
Looking at the menacing huge sword, Changyang Hu did not choose to take it head-on. The iron sword in his hand, which was made of ordinary iron, could not take on the powerful Saint Weapon in Ka Diyun's hand.
The huge sword's attack speed was very fast. Changyang Hu did not have time to think. Feeling that the huge sword was quickly closing in on his head, Changyang Hu did not hesitate at all and directly dodged it. At this moment, he did not care about his image.
"Boom!"
Just as Changyang Hu moved away, Ka Diyun's huge sword had already fiercely struck the place where Changyang Hu had been standing. The powerful energy contained in the Saint Weapon directly left a deep crack in the arena that was completely made of hard stone. Around the crack, fine cracks spread out like a spider's web, covering a radius of one meter.
At this moment, Changyang Hu took advantage of the opportunity when Ka Diyun did not have time to withdraw his Saint Weapon to swing his iron sword at Ka Diyun with all his strength.
"Hmph!" Ka Diyun snorted disdainfully. With a wave of his hands, the golden two-handed sword, with a brilliant golden light, arrived at an extremely fast speed and fiercely collided with Changyang Hu's iron sword.
Following the crisp sound of iron weapons colliding, Changyang Hu's iron sword was sent flying far away by Ka Diyun's Saint Weapon. The powerful recoil from the sword's hilt caused Changyang Hu's hands to rupture, and traces of blood flowed out.
Immediately afterwards, Ka Diyun suddenly kicked out, directly hitting Changyang Hu's chest. The powerful force directly kicked Changyang Hu's stocky body into the air, and finally sent him flying out of the arena. While his body was still in the air, a mouthful of blood sprayed out from Changyang Hu's mouth, and his face had already turned pale.
"Big brother!" Jianchen's face suddenly changed. Immediately after, he stamped his feet and directly jumped up from the ground. While in the air, Jianchen quickly flew towards Changyang Hu under the astonished and disbelieving gazes of the crowd. Just as Changyang Hu's body was about to fall to the ground, Jianchen finally caught him in time.
"Cough cough!" Landing on the ground, Changyang Hu violently coughed twice, and droplets of blood shot out from his mouth. The strength of a Saint was much greater than that of someone who had not yet become a Saint. Even though he was at the peak of the tenth layer of Saint Force, this was still the case. Just this kick alone had caused Changyang Hu to suffer heavy internal injuries.
"Big brother, are your injuries serious?" Jianchen forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart as he looked at Changyang Hu with concern.
Changyang Hu shook his head. His eyes were filled with anger as he stared at the complacent Ka Diyun in the arena, "I'm fine. I never thought that Ka Diyun would actually successfully condense a Saint Weapon and become a Saint. Big brother is no longer his opponent now." Changyang Hu's voice was low, containing a strong sense of anger.
"I'm sorry, big brother. I've implicated you." Looking at the pale Changyang Hu due to his injuries, Jianchen felt some guilt in his heart.
Hearing this, Changyang Hu frowned. He suddenly turned his head and looked at Jianchen with some anger, "Fourth brother, what are you saying? Do you still treat me as your big brother?" At this point, Changyang Hu's expression darkened. He sighed helplessly, "It's a pity that your big brother is useless. He still hasn't broken through to become a Saint. Otherwise, Ka Diyun definitely wouldn't be my opponent."
Changyang Hu's words warmed Jianchen's heart. He raised his head slightly to look at Ka Diyun in the arena. A cold light flashed through Jianchen's eyes, and a trace of disdain appeared in his eyes. He then said flatly, "Big brother, rest here for a while. I'll go take revenge for you." With that, Jianchen walked towards the arena.
Hearing Jianchen's words, Changyang Hu's expression changed slightly. He immediately pulled Jianchen back, "No, fourth brother. You're no match for Ka Diyun. Don't go."
Jianchen smiled faintly, "Big brother, trust me." Jianchen's expression was filled with strong confidence. He then broke free from Changyang Hu's grip and jumped onto the arena.
"Heavens, what is he doing …"
"It looks like he's going to challenge Ka Diyun. Heavens, is he crazy …"
"He's only at the eighth layer of Saint Force, yet he dares to challenge Ka Diyun who's already a Saint. Isn't he just asking for trouble …"
As soon as Jianchen stepped onto the arena, cries of surprise rang out from below. No one thought that Jianchen, who only had eighty percent of Saint Force, would be a match for Ka Diyun who had condensed a Saint Weapon and become a Saint.
"How, how can he be so reckless? Ka Diyun is a Saint. He's much stronger than someone at the tenth layer of Saint Force. How can he be a match for Ka Diyun?" Below the arena, the girl who sat across from Jianchen in the library stared at Jianchen in disbelief. There was a faint trace of worry on her face.
Ka Diyun was stunned when he saw Jianchen jump onto the arena. However, he quickly recovered and sneered, "What, Changyang Shōten, do you still want to fight me?" Ka Diyun did not take Jianchen seriously at all. After all, he was already a Saint.
Jianchen's eyes were filled with disdain. He said indifferently, "Can't I?"
Ka Diyun was stunned when he heard that. Then, a sinister smile appeared on his face, "Yes, of course you can." Right now, Ka Diyun was already thinking about how he would humiliate Jian Chen. After all, during the Freshmen Competition, Jian Chen had thrown Ka Diqiuli, a delicate beauty, off the stage without a care for her image. This had caused Ka Diyun and Ka Diliang to hold a grudge against Jian Chen because they both loved this little sister of theirs dearly.
Jianchen walked to the arena unhurriedly to pick up the two-handed greatsword that Changyang Hu had dropped. Feeling the weight of the greatsword in his hand, Jianchen could not help but frown slightly. Although the greatsword weighed less than a hundred jin, it was not far off. If it were not for the fact that Jianchen's Saint Force had reached the eighth layer, it would have been very difficult for him to pick up the greatsword.
In his previous life, Jianchen's weapon of choice was a slender sword that was two fingers wide. He was famous for his fast swordsmanship and his attainments in the way of the sword. Now that he had switched to a two-handed greatsword, Jianchen could not help but feel that his hands and feet were tied. The greatsword was very heavy. Jianchen could not use it at all. After all, just wielding the greatsword required a lot of effort. Unfortunately, there were no other weapons here other than the greatsword.
After a slight hesitation, Jianchen gave up on the idea of using the greatsword. He planned to fight Ka Diyun empty-handed. This way, he would at least have a great advantage in terms of speed and dexterity.
Arriving at the center of the arena, Jianchen calmly looked at Ka Diyun. He rubbed his fists and said, "You make your move. I will fight you empty-handed."
Ka Diyun's expression slightly changed. In his opinion, Jianchen was clearly looking down on him. A person whose Saint Force was still at the eighth layer actually said that he would fight empty-handed against a Saint who had already condensed a Saint Weapon. This was a ruthless insult to that Saint.
Ka Diyun's eyes gradually became cold. He coldly snorted and said, "Changyang Shōten, you are too arrogant." Finished speaking, the golden greatsword in Ka Diyun's hand slowly disappeared. He sneered and said, "So that others won't say that I am bullying you. Come, I will fight you empty-handed."
Hearing this, a strange smile suddenly appeared on Jianchen's face. He did not waste any more words. He quickly rushed forward. When he arrived in front of Ka Diyun, he directly punched out with all his strength. The sound of air breaking could be heard as the punch flew towards Ka Diyun's head.
Ka Diyun's face was full of disdain. He also punched out, colliding with Jianchen's fist. On the fist, there was a faint golden light flowing. This was a phenomenon that would only appear when one reached the Saint Realm.
Just as the two fists were about to collide, Jianchen's fist suddenly opened into a palm. When it came into contact with Ka Diyun's fist, Jianchen's fierce palm suddenly became soft like a sponge. Then his whole arm slowly moved in the path of Taiji Fist. It led Ka Diyun's fist to the left and circled in the air. In the blink of an eye, the powerful force of Ka Diyun's fist was unloaded. Then he stretched out his other hand like lightning. His palm turned into a knife, and fiercely hit the middle joint of Ka Diyun's arm.
"Kacha!"
A light sound of bones crisscrossing was heard. Jianchen's hand knife directly dislocated Ka Diyun's joint. At the same time, Ka Diyun let out a painful groan. The severe pain from his arm made his face turn pale.
After dislocating the joint of Ka Diyun's arm, Jianchen didn't stop at all. His palms tightly clasped Ka Diyun's arm, and then he twisted it with force.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, Ka Diyun could no longer maintain his previous demeanor. He let out a painful scream like a pig being slaughtered. The severe pain from his arm made him feel as if his entire arm was broken. He had never experienced such a heart-wrenching pain since he was a child. In a short time, Ka Diyun's face turned pale, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.
Hearing Ka Diyun's miserable scream, the originally lively discussion under the ring suddenly became silent. Everyone looked at Jianchen in surprise. Their eyes were full of disbelief. This situation was obviously the opposite of what they had expected.
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