Nine Realms Sword Emperor
Chapter 452 - 453: Easily Passing (4th Update) (Please Subscribe!!!)

Chapter 452: Chapter 453: Easily Passing (4th Update) (Please Subscribe!!!)

All of it had completely turned around in an instant.

Just a moment ago, Tu Xiong was an invincible presence, and now he had been overpoweringly suppressed by Chu Fengmian with a palm strike.

He didn’t even have the ability to resist and was directly suppressed by Chu Fengmian.

"This, this..."

The martial artists on the stage, watching this scene, were completely rendered speechless, unsure of what to say.

Who could have imagined that Tu Xiong would be defeated by Chu Fengmian?

With no power to fight back, Chu Fengmian had effortlessly suppressed him.

Tu Xiong was someone who could even defeat peak saints, and his promotion to Inner Sect Disciple had been a certainty.

Even Tu Xiong was staring blankly, unable to believe it.

He had actually lost in such a manner, defeated by Chu Fengmian.

"Please don’t kill me, I am willing to admit defeat."

Tu Xiong knelt before Chu Fengmian, loudly begging for mercy.

This scene was indeed a shock to the eyes of many present.

No one would have expected that someone like Tu Xiong would be driven to such a state, forced to kneel and beg for mercy.

"Hmm?"

Hearing Tu Xiong’s words, Chu Fengmian’s eyes turned towards him, flickering, as if he were pondering something.

After a moment, Chu Fengmian spoke.

"Fine."

Chu Fengmian was not a bloodthirsty man; he had no significant grievances with Tu Xiong. If he was willing to surrender, sparing his life was not out of the question.

The Spiritual Power in the palm of Chu Fengmian’s hand gradually dissipated.

The Spiritual Power that had been suppressing Tu Xiong also slowly faded.

"Blood Piercing Rainbow!"

Almost the instant the Spiritual Power in Chu Fengmian’s palm faded, Tu Xiong’s face suddenly revealed a fierce smile.

From his palm, a blood qi transformed into a long spear, which he fiercely stabbed at Chu Fengmian’s chest from such close proximity.

"Hahahaha, boy, I didn’t expect you to actually be so naive to think I would admit defeat? Ridiculous! To have strength yet to be a fool!"

Tu Xiong suddenly stood up, laughing loudly, his laughter full of mockery.

"What’s going on?"

"It’s over!"

"This young man is doomed!"

This sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard; no one expected that Chu Fengmian would actually release Tu Xiong.

Giving Tu Xiong the opportunity to launch a sneak attack directly.

At such close range, even bringing an expert who deals with life and death might not be able to block Tu Xiong’s attack.

"It’s over, this young man is really foolish for releasing Tu Xiong."

"Ah, it looks like Tu Xiong is victorious in the end."

Some martial artists’ discussions were filled with regret.

Chu Fengmian, who had just emerged as a promising dark horse, was now brought down by Tu Xiong’s treachery.

But this couldn’t really be blamed on Tu Xiong; among martial artists, trickery was common, especially so on this stage where everyone was an enemy.

Even using underhanded techniques was beyond reproach.

As the long spear was about to pierce through Chu Fengmian’s chest, Tu Xiong coldly sneered.

"Boy, when you’re dead, remember to be smarter in your next life!"

"Is that so? Who says I’m going to die?"

The sudden voice made Tu Xiong’s face instantly stiffen, the mocking smile on his face seemingly freezing in place.

"How is that possible? You didn’t die?"

Tu Xiong stammered as he spoke; his words could barely come out clearly.

He had expected Chu Fengmian to definitely be pierced and fall by that spear.

At such a close distance, even a Martial Artist at the realm of life and death couldn’t possibly withstand it.

He suddenly turned his head only to see that same spear was now gripped tightly in Chu Fengmian’s hand.

With force in the palm of his hand, that spear shattered to pieces.

"You, you, you! How is it possible? The Blood Piercing Rainbow, even Martial Artists in the realm of life and death have trouble warding it off, let alone at such close proximity. How could you possibly defend against it!"

Tu Xiong abruptly said, extremely shocked and in disbelief.

Chu Fengmian remained calm, not responding to Tu Xiong’s words, but his eyes flickered deadly intent as he spoke.

"Die, since you dared to ambush me, you give me a reason to kill you!"

Chu Fengmian waved his hand and struck directly towards Tu Xiong.

"I surrender..."

Tu Xiong hurriedly shouted, trying to surrender quickly and leave the arena.

But Chu Fengmian wasn’t going to give Tu Xiong that chance.

Chu Fengmian had given Tu Xiong a chance once before. Since he chose to ambush Chu Fengmian, his death was inevitable.

"Die!"

"Bang!"

With a palm infused with Spiritual Power, Tu Xiong’s body directly exploded into a mist of blood, which Chu Fengmian collected with ease.

Such a Martial Artist with the strength to be promoted to Inner Sect Disciple, now dead in the entry assessment.

This, once out, would also cause quite a stir.

"We surrender."

The remaining Martial Artists, seeing Chu Fengmian obliterate Tu Xiong, looked at him almost as if he were a monster.

One Tu Xiong, they could not handle, let alone Chu Fengmian, who had killed him; they surrendered one after another.

On the platform, only Chu Fengmian was left.

A light emerged from the Beimang Academy Token in Chu Fengmian’s hand, signifying the pass of the assessment.

"Oh? It’s you who passed?"

As Chu Fengmian descended from the platform, the Beimang Academy Disciple looked at him, eyes filled with extreme surprise.

He was unaware of what had happened on the platform and was surprised to see Chu Fengmian coming down.

Among this group, Chu Fengmian’s realm was only middling—at most lower-middle, like those who haven’t even reached the realm of Divine Power, such passing is rare unless blessed with immense luck.

"Just good luck, I guess. Picked up a big bargain."

Chu Fengmian said calmly.

He didn’t bother to explain; his goal was to pass the assessment for now.

Once Chu Fengmian entered Beimang Academy and fully understood the internal situation, he could truly shine without restraint.

"Hahaha, what luck, luck is also part of strength. With such luck, maybe when facing danger, you’ll also turn peril into safety."

The Beimang Academy Disciple said, smiling at Chu Fengmian.

"Come on, the Disciples who passed the assessment are waiting ahead."

"Okay."

Chu Fengmian nodded and then followed the Beimang Academy Disciple directly into the inner part of the palace.

There, was a not so large space with rows of chairs.

Chu Fengmian immediately saw Han Yueli sitting on one side.

Sitting there, Han Yueli’s face was calm, yet anyone who saw her could feel a chill, as if she were an ice goddess.

Many surrounding Martial Artists only dared to sneak a peek, and none dared to approach and strike up a conversation.