The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron
Chapter 1022 - Chapter 1022 Chapter 1021 The Formidable Shen Fan

Chapter 1022: Chapter 1021: The Formidable Shen Fan Chapter 1022: Chapter 1021: The Formidable Shen Fan “This won’t do, since this is a contest, there naturally should be something at stake, this long halberd shall be my spoils of victory,” Huangfu Yunchuan said with a smile, showing no intention of returning the long halberd.

Ying Xinghe’s expression turned ugly, his eyes fixed on Huangfu Yunchuan. He wanted to leave this damned place immediately, but couldn’t bear to part with his long halberd.

After all, the long halberd was an extremely valuable weapon, containing the remnant soul of Ancient Beasts, and resonating with a drop of Demon Blood in his body, it could unleash twelve times its power.

If he were to lose this long halberd, Ying Xinghe’s strength would be greatly reduced.

Moreover, not being able to retrieve his own weapon would be too much of a loss of face; even if he had lost to Huangfu Yunchuan, he at least needed to get his weapon back.

“What’s the matter? The Qing Nation has vast lands and wealth, can’t even bear to part with one weapon?” Wang Qingsong mocked with a sneer.

Seeing the royal experts reluctant to return the weapon, they glanced at each other and were about to make a move together, to force Huangfu Yunchuan to return the long halberd.

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong immediately stepped forward, his body exuding a fearsome aura, and he actually somewhat suppressed the few royal experts.

This made the Pingbei King and others feel even more disheartened.

Clearly, Wang Qingsong was also a hidden talent; with just his presence alone, he was able to suppress the few royal experts, indicating that he had held back during his exchange with the Pingbei King.

Of course, the Pingbei King also hadn’t used his full strength; it was just a probe.

“Getting the long halberd back is quite simple, if anyone among you Talents is able to defeat me, then the long halberd will be returned to you,” Huangfu Yunchuan said.

Ying Xinghe was seething with rage, wanting to fight Huangfu Yunchuan again, but he saw someone leap out, beating Ying Xinghe to the punch.

“It’s Shen Fan!” someone exclaimed, with excitement and thrill in their voice.

The one-armed man Shen Fan emerged from the crowd, looking detached and worn, his calm eyes intently observing Huangfu Yunchuan.

Seeing Shen Fan enter the fight, the Pingbei King and others settled down, confident in the strength Shen Fan had shown in the previous Talents battle.

Although Ying Xinghe was no match for Huangfu Yunchuan, if Shen Fan made a move, there was a good chance he could defeat him.

Of course, it was only a possibility; after all, the strength displayed by Huangfu Yunchuan was quite formidable, with defeating Ying Xinghe being the best proof.

“Has the Nine Countries run out of people? They’re actually letting a cripple fight?” Huangfu Yunchuan sized up Shen Fan, his gaze pausing on Shen Fan’s empty right sleeve, before expressing his surprise.

“You talk too much,” Shen Fan said coldly, as he drew his Longsword from behind his back to hold in his left hand.

Almost at the instant Shen Fan grasped the Longsword, his figure had already appeared behind Huangfu Yunchuan.

“So fast!” Huangfu Yunchuan was startled and spun around to make a quick stroke.

The stroke was strong and vigorous, as if a master calligrapher was brandishing his brush, unimpededly touching Shen Fan’s sword point.

The clash between the brush stroke and the sword tip sent ink flying and Sword Qi raging; the sea surface burst open repeatedly, and chaotic auras swept in all directions.

Huangfu Yunchuan’s figure retreated, while Shen Fan remained unmoved, his expression still detached, seemingly completely disregarding his opponent.

This scene caused the crowd within Sea Moon City to cheer, feeling especially excited.

Wang Qingsong, however, furrowed his brows, sensing something unfavorable.

As for the young girl, she tilted her head to look, her expression showing a trace of interest.

“Not bad,” the girl said, though it was unclear if she was commenting on Shen Fan or the exchange between the two.

“What a swift sword!” Huangfu Yunchuan said, having lost his smile.

Shen Fan remained silent, extremely taciturn, and attacked again; his sword moved like a rushing wind, fast as thunder.

Huangfu Yunchuan’s brush in hand made continuous points in front of him, splashing ink that transformed into a giant seal.

“Suppress!” The seal roared out, heading straight for Shen Fan, its momentum astounding.

Unfortunately, Shen Fan was too fast. In a flash, he vanished, and the seal hit nothing but air, gaining nothing.

Sensing the danger, Huangfu Yunchuan didn’t even turn his head, dodging straight to the side.

A sword swept past, narrowly missing Huangfu Yunchuan’s shoulder, slicing through his clothes and narrowly avoiding cutting off his shoulder.

This scare left Huangfu Yunchuan drenched in cold sweat, finally realizing that his current opponent was no ordinary adversary, being even more troublesome than the fierce and vehement Ying Xinghe.

Seeing Huangfu Yunchuan being suppressed, Wang Qingsong’s face showed concern. He was very clear about the strengths and weaknesses of Confucian martial artists.

Against an opponent like Ying Xinghe who engaged in direct confrontations, powerful and domineering, Confucian martial artists had plenty of tactics.

But against someone like Shen Fan, whose movement technique and swordsmanship were both terrifyingly fast, Confucian martial artists found him very difficult to handle.

This was not the type of opponent they were accustomed to dealing with.

But even if it was not their specialty, on the battlefield, one does not get to choose their opponent. No matter who the opponent is, one must fight, must defeat them.

Huangfu Yunchuan once again took out that inkstone, planning to use the strange ink inside to defeat his opponent.

“Be careful~” Everyone from Sea Moon City warned, having witnessed the terror of that ink, they didn’t want to see Shen Fan also fall victim to it.

The ink transformed into tidal waves of ink, covering an even greater area than when facing Ying Xinghe, sweeping over and enveloping Shen Fan from all directions.

The intent was to leave Shen Fan nowhere to hide, limiting his unexpectedly agile movements.

Unperturbed, Shen Fan opened his Spirit Eye, and as the light scattered, the speed of the incoming ink waves suddenly slowed.

Seizing the opportunity, Shen Fan flashed out of the range of the ink waves.

“Good!” Seeing this, the people of Sea Moon City cheered.

And Huangfu Yunchuan looked even more upset.

“Go!” The floating inkstone flew out, casting a light screen over Shen Fan, enveloping him.

Shen Fan’s movements were suddenly constrained, feeling as though he was stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.

“You’ve lost!” Huangfu Yunchuan said coldly as his pen aimed for Shen Fan, about to secure his victory.

But just at that moment, the situation changed again.

The sword in Shen Fan’s hand suddenly burst forth with an astonishing energy, reaching for the heavens.

Clang!

The Longsword struck hard against the inkstone, and amid the turbulence of Sword Qi, the inkstone was knocked down.

Shen Fan regained his mobility, and in a flash, appeared behind Huangfu Yunchuan, with his empty right sleeve tightly wrapped around Huangfu Yunchuan’s neck.

This scene made Wang Qingsong’s expression change dramatically and caused the people within Sea Moon City to cheer unceasingly.

Huangfu Yunchuan struggled to breathe, his throat tightly ensnared by Shen Fan’s sleeve.

He had no doubt that any sudden movement of his own would result in that man snapping his throat.

At that moment, the Longsword flew back, sliding into the Sword Bag on Shen Fan’s back.

Meanwhile, Shen Fan’s only remaining hand, the left one, was holding the fallen inkstone.