Dashing Student-Chapter 626, Chen Nan Injured

The people from Japan showed amused smiles; what did it matter how strong Chen Nan was?

With the strength of Yagyu Sojiro, he could easily cut him down!

Chen Nan's Daoist robe fluttered without wind, making rustling sounds.

He squinted his eyes slightly, clearly sensing the thick and sweet smell of blood surrounding his opponent, a terrifying Evil Qi formed from countless killings and slaying over a hundred Martial Cultivators.

"Zing——"

At the moment the sword light exploded, the temperature in the entire gymnasium seemed to be suddenly pulled down by an invisible giant hand, and a chill quickly spread.

Yagyu Sojiro's figure transformed into seven ghostly remnants instantly, each one appearing as a real entity.

The flashing sword light flickered with cold glimmers, condensing into ice crystals in mid-air, those sharp and pointed ice crystals instantly sealing off all of Chen Nan's retreats.

Screams erupted from the audience seats, girls covered their eyes in fear, boys turned pale.

The drinks in someone's hand quickly froze in the extreme cold, forming frost flowers that were crystal clear yet chilling.

Everyone was stunned, the scene before them was too shocking, previously only seen in movies!

Along with the shock, everyone was also sweating for Chen Nan.

Could Chen Nan, with his immense strength, defeat Yagyu Sojiro?

Chen Nan lightly tapped the ring floor with his toe, the motion as light as a dragonfly skimming the water.

His figure suddenly blurred, seemingly merging with the air.

When he reappeared, he was eerily stepping on the edge of the leftmost sword light against its flow, as if dancing with death.

The sleeves of his Daoist robe fluttered in the wind.

People vaguely saw a whirlpool of energy forming at his fingertips.

The whirlpool spun rapidly, emitting a low whistling sound.

It was the sign of the Bone-penetrating Palm pushed to its extreme, as if the next moment it would unleash a devastating force.

"Clang!"

A loud sound of jade clashing shook everyone's eardrums painfully, the noise resembling a mighty bell ringing, echoing inside the gymnasium.

Yagyu Sojiro was stunned, realizing that his full-force sword strike had hit Chen Nan's hairpin.

What terrified him more was the strange trembling from the blade.

This tremor wasn't the usual metal collision but an inner strength pulsation attacking straight through the meridians to his heart, like an invisible force trying to destroy his body.

"Baka!"

Yagyu Sojiro roared angrily, blue veins bulging on his face, sword momentum changing abruptly.

The originally black sword blade suddenly ignited with eerie blue flames, the jumping ghostly flames emitting a nauseating smell, precisely the Yagyu Family's secret "Yin Flame Style".

The places where the blade passed left charred grooves on the ring floor, with rising toxic smoke quickly spreading, choking people.

The security personnel nearest to the ring fainted on the spot, their bodies collapsing limply after inhaling a breath of the toxic smoke, the scene becoming increasingly chaotic.

The audience covered their noses and retreated, eyes filled with fear and worry, unsure of the battle's outcome.

Chen Nan's pupils contracted sharply, a flash of seriousness in his eyes.

He knew this was the critical moment between life and death, finally taking it seriously.

His figure floated unpredictably like willow fluff in the wind, narrowly avoiding the blade by less than half an inch each time, danger all around.

The audience's hearts leapt to their throats, intensely watching every move on the ring, not daring to breathe.

After dodging the fatal slash for the seventh time, Chen Nan suddenly pointed his fingers like a sword, seven consecutive strikes of Gang Qi bursting from his fingertips at the blade three inches away, the actions seamless and as fast as lightning.

"Crack——"

A crisp sound was heard, the supposedly indestructible Shadow Cutter blade instantly covered in spiderweb-like cracks as if enchanted.

Yagyu Sojiro felt a heat in his tiger's mouth, blood spurting out, yet he still tightly gripped the sword handle, his eyes showing reluctance and madness.

With a fierce resolve, he bit the tip of his tongue, spraying out a mouthful of bright blood mist.

The blood mist enveloped the blade, strangely absorbed by the Shadow Cutter, which became whole again.

However, the blade now turned into a demonic red color, as if baptized by blood.

"You should feel honored to force my use of the Blood Sacrifice Technique." Yagyu Sojiro said with blood dripping from his mouth, his face twisted, yet his sword momentum tripled in speed.

This time the sword light was no longer the cold frost, but scorching red arcs hot enough to distort the air, igniting the air where it passed.

The fire alarms on the stands felt the danger, all suddenly ringing, adding more panic to the intense atmosphere.

The audience watched the two on the ring in terror, some starting to pray for Chen Nan's safety.

For the first time, Chen Nan was forced to retreat, his white Daoist robe slashed with several cuts by the fierce blade light, looking somewhat battered.

A blood mark slowly oozed out from his left shoulder, red blood flowing down his arm, dripping onto the ring floor.

However, this injury not only didn't make him retreat but instead ignited a burning fighting spirit in his eyes, like a flame.

At this moment, a faint thunderous sound came from his Dantian.

The sound was deep and powerful, as if from the Nine Netherworld.

This was the sign of the Taoist's Qi Sea boiling, indicating the imminent unleashing of greater power!