Chapter 265 - The Duel Begins (2/2)

“What? It was Chen Beixuan? Master Zhou is in trouble.”

A few of the conference attendees who had heard of Chen Fan’s name suddenly pulled a tight face and said.

“Who is this Chen Beixuan? Is he really that powerful?” Someone questioned. The spellcasters were a small circle and they rarely talked to anyone outside of the community.

“He was recognized as the most powerful Grandmaster in China. He has already killed three Grandmasters and was ranked number one on the Heaven roll. So yes.. he is very powerful.” Someone replied with a wry smile.

Hearing the revelation, many people’s faces darkened.

Although they rarely bothered themselves with news in the martial arts community, they knew that once an Internal Force user reached Transcendent State and became a Grandmaster, his power was on par with that of a Perfected Cultivator of Dharma Cultivation level. Chen Beixuan was not only considered the most powerful Grandmaster in China, but he had also already slaughtered three of his Grandmaster peers. That was unheard of. Could Zhou Daoji really defeat him?

Despite their concerns, most people were still confident in Zhou Daoji’s victory.

Zhou Daoji was the top spellcaster of the Southern Sect. His status among the spellcasters was the same as Ye Nantian among the martial artists.

Worse, a Perfected Cultivator such as Zhou Daoji possessed many tricks, such as Dharma Artifact, Dharma Array, and Talisman Inscription under his sleeves to surprise his opponent. On the other hand, a Martial arts Grandmaster relied only on his physical strength. If a Perfected Cultivator was well prepared, he could be able to hold himself against attacks of multiple Grandmasters at the same time. Zhou Daoji was a seasoned spell caster and had acc.u.mulated an incredible amount of resources in Hong Kong, both factors would make his power very unpredictable.

No one could fall asleep that night as they kept on thinking about the coming duel.

Before the dawn break, many people had already arrived at the Jiu Long mountain and picked a good spot to enjoy this fight of the century.

The number one Spell Caster of the Southern Sect against the number one Grandmaster Martial Artist on the Heaven roll.

It was a battle between a veteran Perfected Cultivator against the most powerful Grandmaster.

The world of spell casters hasn’t heard of such big news for ages. Everyone was curious as who would eventually emerge victoriously. If the fight were to take place a few days later, allowing more people to hear about it, even the top spell casters in southeast Asia would fly in to watch the battle.

Chen Fan’s reply finally arrived at Zhou Daoji and the Zheng family. He had agreed to the duel.

Jin Junxi was the man who delivered Chen Fan’s message. Even when he left the hill, he still couldn’t believe that he was about to witness the battle of the two most powerful men with his own eyes. Everything about this battle was so dramatic that it seemed like the stuff in a TV drama. People started to bet on each side and the amount of money that poured into the bets was too much to count.

Chen Fan still sat still on the peak of the mountain as he projected his Divine Will into the void dimension. No one knew what he was after.

Meanwhile, Zheng Anqi lay in a sleeping bag under the tree. Fear of losing everyone in her family kept her sleepless at night. Meanwhile, if Chen Fan was defeated, her troubles would be gone once and for all. That being said, every time she thought of the moment when Chen Fan killed the giant snake, her heart would be taken over by fear all over again.

“Zhou Daoji, is he going to win?”

She was not the only person who asked this question, it was shared by practically everyone who went to watch the battle.

Chen Fan’s ill.u.s.trious battle record was recent, but Zhou Daoji hasn’t fought for many years, and no one was certain that he still had it. Could he unleash the same power that allowed him to kill the Grandmaster with one finger thirty years ago?

As time pa.s.sed by, a sliver of light finally appeared at the eastern horizon. The dawn was about to break.

When the sun finally appeared, Chen Fan rose to his feet slowly. The motion startled Zheng Anqi. She looked toward Chen Fan and was shocked. Every step Chen Fan took seem to make his body grow a few inches. After he had finished his seventh step, he was about one meter and eighty centimeters tall with long hairs that reached his waist. His statuesque body and handsome features made him look like a G.o.d.

If Zheng Anqi didn’t see the transformation with her own eyes, she would never believe that this handsome G.o.dly looking young man was Chen Fan.

“Follow me.”

Chen Fan linked his hands behind his back and sauntered off the hill. Winds from the ocean puffed up the loose sleeves of his robe and tousled his silky long hair as a glinting light shone in his eyes. Stunned by Chen Fan’s G.o.dly demeanor, Zheng Anqi hurried to catch up with him.