I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

Zhu Xin was no ordinary member of the Zhutian Clan, so his actions naturally attracted the attention of the vast majority of people.

"Look! It's Zhu Xin! It's said that he's the strongest among the younger generation of the Zhu Tian clan."

"The strongest young member of the Bamboo Sky Clan is going up against the eldest son of the Emperor Sword Clan! Tsk tsk! This is going to be a good show."

"Yeah yeah!"

Listening to these scoundrels' voices, Zhu Xin finally appeared in front of Zhang Jian.

Location of Qingge Pavilion.

"How are you feeling?" Zhang Shen asked, glancing at Zhu Yongri beside him.

"What do you mean, how about it?" Takenaga asked knowingly.

Zhang Shen didn't care and said directly, "Who do you think has a better chance of winning, your apprentice or my son?"

"Hehe! It must be your son!" Zhu Yongri laughed, seemingly not holding much hope for Zhu Xin.

"Oh? How do you know?" Zhang Shen asked.

Perhaps the people around had heard what Zhu Yongri said, because they all turned their attention to him, as if waiting for his explanation.

However, Takenaga Hitoshi simply shook his head, sighed, and said nothing more.

Zhang Shen and the others didn't press the matter further, and gradually fell silent, turning their attention to the platform.

……

The dueling arena.

Zhang Jian and Zhu Xin locked eyes.

“Zhang Jian, the eldest son of the Emperor Sword Clan, humph! You are very strong!” Zhu Xin spoke first, but her tone was slightly disdainful.

Upon hearing Zhu Xin's words, Zhang Jian did not respond, but his gaze towards Zhu Xin seemed to carry a strange undertone.

"Hahahaha!! It's said you're the number one genius of the Emperor Sword Clan, having reached the Nirvana Realm Perfection in just a few years since you started cultivating..." Zhu Xin paused, and seeing that Zhang Jian still hadn't spoken, he frowned slightly, showing a hint of dissatisfaction. His tone changed, and he continued, "Hmph, I don't know if it's your strength that makes you so calm, but let me tell you..."

"Aren't you annoying?" Zhang Jian suddenly interrupted Zhu Xin, seemingly extremely annoyed by what she was saying.

Seeing that Zhang Jian had interrupted her and was annoyed by his words, Zhu Xin's already somewhat dissatisfied mood was instantly ignited by Zhang Jian.

"What did you say?" Zhu Xin looked at Zhang Jian with a gloomy expression.

"I told you you're so annoying. If you want to fight, then fight. Why all this nonsense?" This was arrogant and showed no respect for Zhu Xin whatsoever.

Zhang Jian originally did not want to attend this ceremony, and did not even want to marry Liu Xiyao. If Zhang Shen had not threatened him with the Huang lineage, how could he have done this?

Therefore, he was already extremely irritated, and now, this Zhu Xin was still nagging in front of him. If it weren't for the existence of the Zhu Tian Clan, Zhang Jian would have already gone over and given him a few slaps.

"Hmph! As expected of an arrogant person... Fine, then I'll see just how powerful the number one genius of the Emperor Sword Clan really is."

Zhu Xin snorted coldly, and with a clench of his left hand, a rather violent purple spiritual energy immediately gathered into a spiritual energy spear. He gripped the spear tightly and hurled it directly towards Zhang Jian's location.

The spear flew past, its sound of cutting through the air echoing in all directions, and a faint purple light flashed, showing that this spear was extraordinary!

It seems that Zhu Xin was planning to take drastic measures from the very beginning, which shows that he was truly enraged by Zhang Jian's words.

"How annoying!"

Zhang Jian watched the spiritual spear getting closer and closer to him, his expression remaining calm, but beneath that calm, a chilling feeling rose in his heart.

At that moment, Zhang Jian stretched out his right hand and, amidst flashes of lightning, gently tapped the void.

In an instant, a seemingly ordinary silver screen appeared in front of the spear.

However, after the spear struck the silver light barrier with a cracking sound, it didn't move forward even an inch further, as if it were completely isolated outside the barrier.

Zhu Xin was not surprised to see that the silver lightning barrier easily blocked his attack. After all, he knew that Zhang Jian was very strong, so how could he succeed with ordinary methods?

"Defense?"

Zhu Xin ignored Zhang Jian's obstruction, and purple spiritual energy flowed instantly, producing another spear. However, unlike the previous spear, this one was not entirely formed from spiritual energy; instead, it had a hint of a physical object.

"This guy... is he also at the Transcendent Realm? No, he's at the Half-Step Transcendent Realm... Interesting..." Dao San's disciple immediately sensed a trace of the Transcendent Realm aura upon seeing the spear that Zhu Xin had transformed into, and couldn't help but think to himself.

……

Qingge Pavilion.

"You can't judge Zhu Xin's abilities by appearances alone. His true strength hasn't been revealed yet, but even so, he can't win this battle... Sigh!" Zhu Yongri sighed inwardly, as if he could already see the final outcome of this battle.

……

on the platform.

The spear with a tangible quality was quickly thrown out by Zhu Xin again, and its speed was extremely fast, almost instantly merging with the previous spiritual energy spear.

The combined power of these two spears is far more than just the sum of its parts.

"Hmm?" Zhang Jian sensed the difference in power and exclaimed in surprise. His right hand, which was supporting the light screen, trembled slightly, and he was shaken back a few steps before he could barely steady himself.

With a deafening roar, the silver curtain of lightning, which resembled glass mixed with silver light, shattered instantly, scattering countless fragments across the ground, creating a unique kind of beauty.

However, though the light barrier was broken, the spear remained.

The spear, its power slightly diminished by the light barrier, still carried a violent purple spiritual energy and shot straight toward Zhang Jian without any obstruction.

"Humph!"

Zhang Jian snorted coldly, but his expression remained unusually calm. He seemed to have no hesitation at all. He moved forward, and lightning appeared in his right hand as he grabbed directly at the spear that was radiating violent spiritual energy.

"what?!"

Seeing Zhang Jian's actions, not only Zhu Xin, but also everyone present, and even Zhu Yongri, were slightly moved, as if they found it hard to believe.

"Big brother! No!" At this moment, Zhang Song, who was sitting below the stage, came to his senses and shouted, his voice filled with anxiety.

"Haha..." Zhu Xin laughed loudly, seemingly disdainful of Zhang Jian's seemingly suicidal actions.

Doesn't this guy know that such violent spiritual energy could not possibly be caught so easily by his bare hands? Doesn't he know what the consequences would be?

If you're lucky, losing an arm isn't so bad. If your family is powerful enough, you might be able to find some doctors to reattach it, even if the arm isn't your own. But if you're dead, then everything is meaningless.

However, Zhang Jian didn't even blink at Zhu Xin's sneer, Zhang Ji's shouts, or the laughter of the entire audience.

"Hmph! Such petty tricks... When have I, Zhang Jian, ever been frightened by such petty tricks?!" With these words, Zhang Jian did not retreat at all, and continued to grab the spear with his right hand.

But in reality, it was only a fleeting moment. Zhang Jian's extremely domineering words echoed throughout the entire venue, silencing everyone completely.

"Huh?!" Zhu Xin was startled by Zhang Jian's words, but then her face contorted with rage, and she blurted out, "Haha!!! Still stubborn as a mule!"

"Humph!"

Zhang Jian ignored Zhu Xin's words, his right hand getting closer and closer to the spear, until finally...

呲呲呲!

A loud hissing sound, accompanied by Zhang Jian's domineering words, echoed throughout the entire venue once again, and at this moment, everyone present, including Zhu Xin, stared straight at Zhang Jian's muscular physique.

Lightning surged from Zhang Jian's right hand, and silver light quickly enveloped his right arm and the shaft of the purple spear formed from spiritual energy. The spear tip was also slowly flashing with violent spiritual energy.

His expression remained calm, but beneath that calm, one could sense that Zhang Jian's spiritual power was engaged in a fierce battle with the spiritual power on the purple spear.

Suddenly, Zhang Jian clenched his right hand tightly, and the lightning intensified again. The silver light covered the entire spear shaft and tip. Then, under the lightning, the purple spear grew smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared into the air with a bang.

Zhang Jian's forehead was beaded with sweat, indicating he wasn't entirely at ease either, but this result silenced the entire audience once again. "How is this possible?!"

This is a common thought in everyone's mind.

After Zhang Jian stopped Zhu Xin's attack with one hand, he didn't care about the surprised expressions of everyone present, nor did he pause for a moment. Instead, he moved and his left fist, crackling with violent lightning, slammed directly towards Zhu Xin.

"What... Ah!"

When Zhu Xin saw Zhang Jian attacking, her mind was somewhat distracted by Zhang Jian's actions earlier, so she didn't have time to defend herself quickly. She was easily punched by Zhang Jian and sent flying to the easternmost part of the platform, just one body length away from falling off the platform. At the same time, she spat out a mouthful of blood!

"hateful!"

But Zhu Xin was no ordinary person. After being attacked, he forced himself to endure the excruciating pain in his body, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and finally came to his senses. His figure trembled, and his purple spiritual power once again transformed into a purple longsword about 1.5 meters long. He picked up the longsword and quickly thrust it at Zhang Jian.

Seeing Zhu Xin attack again, Zhang Jian smiled faintly and with a wave of his left hand, he caught a silver longsword made of lightning. However, this silver longsword was more solid than Zhu Xin's purple longsword.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Jian moved to meet Zhu Xin's attack.

Bang bang bang!

Every move and stance of Zhu Xin was extremely fierce, almost all of them were fatal, but Zhang Jian remained extremely calm and was not injured in the slightest by Zhu Xin's attacks.

Zhu Xin was extremely dissatisfied with this result. He saw that his attacks were getting faster and fiercer, but the more he did so, the less he could reach Zhang Jian.

"A brilliant plan. Whether it was intentional or unintentional, the outcome of the battle is now truly decided..." Zhang Shen, sitting in the Qing Pavilion, suddenly had a thought, as if he had remembered something, and his face suddenly showed a hint of appreciation.

“Zhu Xin’s heart is in turmoil…” Zhu Yongri, who also saw the problem, revealed a hint of worry in his eyes.

Perhaps influenced by this emotion, in his struggle, he released a barely perceptible aura toward Zhu Xin on the stage.

This aura was quite ordinary, without any harmful power. Its only purpose was to calm Zhu Xin down.

Soon enough, the energy entered her body, and Zhu Xin's body trembled. Her eyebrows twitched, and in her fear, she seemed to calm down. This allowed her to quickly retreat and leave the fighting circle with Zhang Jian, standing in the position furthest away from him.

Seeing this, Zhang Jian did not continue the pursuit, as if he wanted to know what tricks Zhu Xin was up to this time!

"Master!" Zhu Xin looked at Zhu Yongri on the Qing Pavilion and softly uttered two words.

Sensing Zhu Xin's gaze, Zhu Yongri nodded slightly, as if tacitly agreeing to something Zhu Xin had said.

Zhu Xin took a deep breath, calming his mind again. He looked at Zhang Jian, remained silent for a moment, and then slowly said, "Zhang Jian, I admit that you are indeed very powerful, and I also admit that your strength is somewhat stronger than mine, but..." As he spoke, a purple light suddenly flashed in Zhu Xin's eyes, which was very strange.

"But the final winner has already been decided!"

boom!!!

Just as Zhu Xin finished speaking, a loud bang suddenly erupted from his body, and a dense purple spiritual energy rapidly spread around him, eventually forming a huge, cube-shaped purple space.

This space perfectly surrounds the entire platform, completely isolating it from outside views!

At the edge of this purple space, Zhang Jian was standing.

"This is?"

"Heavenly Spirit Void Kill! This move is a maximum attack achieved at the cost of temporarily losing all my spiritual power..." Zhu Xin's face was gloomy; he was actually very unwilling to do this.

Because this is not a short period of time, but two years, this can be considered a huge price to pay.

"Now that you've used this move, what are you going to do in the final battle?" Zhang Jian asked calmly.

"You don't need to worry about that. After I deal with you... the rest of them probably won't dare to fight me anymore!" Zhu Xin replied with a frown.