The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron-Chapter 832 - : A Series of Victories

Chapter 832: Chapter 832: A Series of Victories

“Uh, are you called Chen something?” Fang Lin stared at Chen Wu for a while before suddenly blurting out a sentence that almost made Chen Wu faint from anger.

“Fang Lin! How dare you insult me like this!” Chen Wu said furiously.

Fang Lin looked innocent, indeed struggling to remember the man’s name for a moment since they had only crossed swords once and had no further interactions.

“Ah, I remember now, your name is Chen Wu, isn’t it?” Fang Lin slapped his forehead, finally recalling Chen Wu’s name.

But Chen Wu felt that Fang Lin was doing it on purpose, intentionally humiliating and belittling him.

“Fang Lin, today I will wash away the disgrace of my previous defeat!” Chen Wu roared, his silver longsword suddenly drawn from its sheath.

Fang Lin sized up Chen Wu, smiling and saying, “You have not reached the Spirit Vein yet.”

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Chen Wu snorted coldly, “You’re the same, not reaching the Spirit Vein; you have no right to talk about me!”

Fang Lin smiled, not saying much. He didn’t have any particular feelings toward Chen Wu, despite having fought before, it was not about harboring any grudge.

It was Chen Wu who felt humiliated for having been defeated by Fang Lin’s hand and kept looking for a chance to even the score.

Unfortunately for Chen Wu, Fang Lin had long since left Qian Country, and there was no opportunity to confront Fang Lin again.

Now, the two had unexpectedly met in the battle of the Talents of the Nine Countries, which was undoubtedly a perfect opportunity for Chen Wu to clear the humiliation of his defeat.

“Come then, let’s see if your strength has improved since so long ago,” Fang Lin gestured to Chen Wu, looking as if he were ready to give pointers.

Chen Wu, infuriated, moved swiftly, his whole being merging with the sword in his hand, the blade coming at Fang Lin with the speed of lightning.

Compared to the previous duel in the great competition of the Lower Three Kingdoms, Chen Wu’s strength had indeed increased a lot, at least this sword’s power and speed were incomparable to those from before.

Unfortunately, while Chen Wu had grown much stronger, Fang Lin had become even more formidable, reaching a level beyond imagination.

With a step forward, Fang Lin released his aura, like a massive wave crashing down on Chen Wu.

Chen Wu swung his sword forcefully, to no avail, as he was still sent flying by the shock.

“How is this possible?” Chen Wu staggered back, finally steadying himself, and looked at Fang Lin with a face full of astonishment.

Fang Lin stood with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face, and said, “Come on, give it your best shot.”

Chen Wu gritted his teeth angrily. Fang Lin’s relaxed demeanor made him feel humiliated.

“You’ll regret looking down on me like this!” Chen Wu roared. The Spirit Eye on his forehead opened, and a longsword condensed from the power of spirit eyes whistled out.

This sword, upon its emergence, exuded a tremendously formidable aura. Even though it was not a physical entity, it was incredibly solid. It was evident that this sword had been nurtured within Chen Wu’s Spirit Eye for a long time.

Seeing this, Fang Lin didn’t take it lightly anymore. Chen Wu’s sword was powerful enough to harm him.

Immediately, Fang Lin swung his fists, the might of the Kylin spreading out, transforming into an enormous fist imprint that collided with the longsword.

Fang Lin stepped back slightly, surprise evident on his face. Even using the martial arts of the Kylin, he had not gained much advantage, which spoke to the exceptional power of Chen Wu’s sword.

Chen Wu let out a gasp and spat blood. The longsword, nurtured by the power of the Spirit Eye, shattered with a punch from Fang Lin. This was a bit too much for him to accept.

“What a pity, your Spirit Eye hasn’t been open for long. If this sword had been allowed to nurture longer, its power would have been even stronger,” Fang Lin shook his head and said.

Chen Wu secretly seethed. He was well aware of this, but his Spirit Eye had only been opened for a short while, so the sword had not been nurtured for long, and its power was limited to this level.

“Three Moves of Hazy!” In that moment, Chen Wu’s resolve hardened, and he executed his secret technique, unleashing the three exquisite sword moves of the Hazy Sect.

These three sword moves were indeed exceptionally exquisite; though there were only three strokes, it seemed as if tens of thousands of sword lights appeared all at once, continuous and unending.

Fang Lin was calm and composed, the Kylin battle armor spread out and enveloped his entire body, and at the same time, he performed the Finger of the Firmament.

Chen Wu’s face drastically changed, he remembered this move—it was under this Finger of the Firmament that he had been defeated by Fang Lin.

Now, Fang Lin had once again performed this move, and its power had increased manifold compared to during the grand competition of the Lower Three Kingdoms.

It was as if a finger capable of extinguishing all living beings had descended from the firmament; Chen Wu’s three sword moves had no effect against the Kylin battle armor, and instead, it was Chen Wu himself who had to face this heavy and might-as-well-be-immovable finger.

“How could I lose to the same move again?” Chen Wu roared, his entire being looking crazed as he erupted with all his strength, swinging his final sword move.

This last sword move, which was also the strongest, embodied the consolidation of all of Chen Wu’s power. It drained him of everything he had, and win or lose, after this one move, he would not have the strength to fight again.

Boom!!!

The collision between the sword light and the finger light reached its climax, and Chen Wu’s world went dark, his body went limp, and he fell straight to the ground.

Fang Lin’s face was expressionless, indifferently watching Chen Wu.

This battle, without a doubt, was won by Fang Lin, and from start to finish, he was in an overwhelmingly advantageous position, hardly giving Chen Wu any chance at all.

This was a disparity in strength; there was no comparison at all. Perhaps during the grand competition of the Lower Three Kingdoms, there wasn’t much of a gap between the two.

But now, Fang Lin had completely left Chen Wu behind, existing on an entirely different level.

Fang Lin’s strength was such that he could battle against someone with a Spirit Vein and remain unbeaten, while Chen Wu wasn’t even close to that level; even with several decent techniques, he simply could not be Fang Lin’s opponent.

“Fang Lin, thirty-nine consecutive victories.”

In Yun Country of the Lower Three Kingdoms, many people in several large cities were paying attention to Chen Wu’s battle.

After all, Chen Wu was Yun Country’s Talent and pride, with the martial artists from Yun Country naturally very concerned, hoping that Chen Wu would be victorious.

But what the martial artists from Yun Country never expected was that Chen Wu would encounter Fang Lin, the one from the grand competition of the Nine Countries who had stunned everyone with his incredible talent—Xuan Country’s Fang Lin.

“Is the person who defeated Chen Wu really that Fang Lin?”

“His appearance has hardly changed, it must be him!”

“It’s unbelievable how strong Fang Lin has become; the gap is too wide.”

“Such a person will eventually rise like a hidden dragon and have their day to soar.”

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Thirty-nine consecutive victories did not bring about much change to Fang Lin’s ranking; he remained around the four-thousand mark.

And the opponents Fang Lin faced next were not ones that could be dealt with in a single punch anymore.

Fang Lin finally became serious, using his strength to defeat one opponent after another, climbing from a ranking around four thousand to within the top two thousand.

The first phase of the Nine Countries’ Talent Battles had already passed by more than half a month, with only the last ten days remaining.