86: Chapter 86 Kneel down before me!
Boom!!
The moment his words fell, Li Hanlei stopped hiding.
A terrifying aura erupted from his body.
Heavenly Origin Realm... Late Stage!
And it was an extremely solid, completely unshakable late-stage Heavenly Origin Realm!
Behind him, a vast expanse of white Qi sea emerged. Within the Qi sea, a phantom of a giant silver sword shot into the sky, radiating an aura of righteous integrity.
Top-grade Qi sea! Righteous Sword Intent!
"My god! Young Master Lei is actually at the late-stage Heavenly Origin Realm?!"
"He hid it so deep! We all thought he was only at the mid-stage!"
"Is this the Innate Spiritual Body that the Li family only sees once in several hundred years? Too strong!"
The audience exclaimed endlessly.
Bathed in Sword Intent, Li Hanlei looked down at Lin Fan from above, his face filled with mockery.
"Lin Fan, do you think you've already won?"
"In the face of absolute strength, your little tricks are not worth mentioning."
However, facing this monstrous Sword Intent, Lin Fan still stood with his hands behind his back, his expression as calm as water.
"Just this?"
Lin Fan spoke faintly, his tone tinged with disappointment.
"Li Hanlei, stop holding back."
Lin Fan lifted his eyelids, his eyes seeing through everything. "Your Sword Intent... can still be improved, right?"
The smile on Li Hanlei's face froze.
His heart shook violently.
How did this kid... know?!
"Since you've seen through it, then there's no other way."
Li Hanlei took a deep breath, his face turning ferocious.
"Open... for me!!"
Boom!!
The Sword Intent surrounding him surged again!
The previously illusory giant silver sword now solidified into reality. That sharp sword Qi even sliced through the protective barrier, causing the audience in the front row to feel pain on their skin.
Sword Intent... Level 8!
This was already Sword Intent approaching Perfection!
"Hiss—!!"
The whole audience gasped.
"Level 8 Sword Intent?! Is this still a student?!"
"It's over! Lin Fan is really finished this time!"
"How can he fight this? They aren't even on the same level!"
Looking at the imposing Li Hanlei, everyone felt the outcome was decided.
"Die!!"
Li Hanlei roared, merging with his sword, transforming into a silver meteor with earth-shattering power, stabbing directly at the space between Lin Fan's eyebrows.
This sword strike was as fast as thunder and unstoppable!
Just as the tip of the sword was only three inches away from Lin Fan, Lin Fan moved.
"Zhen Character—Disorder Gold Mallet."
Lin Fan stamped his foot heavily on the ground.
Buzz!!
A visible ripple suddenly spread out.
The Instant Shadow Space Step array disk unfolded, and the Qimen formation covered the entire arena.
In an instant, the lightning-fast Li Hanlei suddenly slowed down.
That feeling was like a high-speed sports car suddenly crashing into a thick swamp. The flow of time around him slowed down, and the air became as heavy as a thousand jun.
"What... kind of sorcery is this?!"
Li Hanlei discovered in horror that his body was no longer obeying him; even lifting a finger was extremely difficult.
"This is called... dimensional reduction strike."
Lin Fan walked slowly toward Li Hanlei. With every step, his aura surged by a fraction.
"You are worthy of calling this Sword Intent?"
Boom!
An overbearing fist intent rose from Lin Fan.
Imperial Dao Fist Intent, Level 4!
"You are worthy of being called a genius?"
Boom!
A sharp spear intent followed closely behind.
Overlord Spear Intent, Level 5!
"You are worthy of using a sword?"
Boom!!
A more terrifying Sword Intent shot into the sky.
That was the one he comprehended in the ruins—Kill Sword Intent (converted from Blade Intent), Level 10!!
Three high-level intents stacked perfectly on Lin Fan. At this moment, he was like a moving ancient divine mountain; every step he took made the entire arena tremble violently.
"Pfft!!"
Under this terrifying pressure, Li Hanlei felt as if his chest had been hit by a giant hammer, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His originally upright figure was hunched over by the pressure.
"No... impossible..."
Li Hanlei desperately urged the Yuan power in his body, trying to resist. But he could only watch helplessly as Lin Fan approached step by step.
Lin Fan walked to Li Hanlei, looked down at him, his eyes cold and biting.
"Li Hanlei, don't you like pretending to be a gentleman?"
"Don't you like playing tricks behind people's backs?"
"Don't you want to kill me?"
Lin Fan's voice was like a cold wind from the underworld, scraping across Li Hanlei's eardrums, revealing his darkest secrets.
"Today, I will let you know."
"What is called... despair."
Lin Fan lifted his foot.
The three intents merged, turning into an irresistible weight, slamming fiercely onto Li Hanlei's shoulders.
"Kneel... for me!!"
Lin Fan gave a low shout, as if his words commanded the law.
"Crack!!"
A teeth-gritting sound of bones cracking rang out.
Li Hanlei's knees bent, and he smashed heavily onto the special alloy floor.
Bang!!
His kneecaps shattered, and blood stained his white clothes red.
Everyone widened their eyes, unable to believe the scene before them.
That high and mighty Li Hanlei, hailed as the "strongest genius in a hundred years"... actually knelt?
Kneeling in front of Lin Fan?
"Ahhhhh!!"
Li Hanlei let out a miserable scream, his face full of humiliation and unwillingness. He wanted to stand up, but under that terrifying pressure of intent, he couldn't even move a finger.
"I don't accept this!! I am the Young Master of the Li family! I am an Innate Spiritual Body!!"
Li Hanlei roared hysterically.
"You don't accept it?"
Lin Fan sneered, and the pressure increased again.
"Suck it up."
Thud!
Li Hanlei was pressed flat against the ground, his face pressed tightly against the floor, unable to make another sound.
The next second, he rolled his eyes and passed out.
Clang.
The silver sword fell to the ground, letting out a whimper.
The outcome was decided.
The referee tremblingly raised his hand, his voice shaking:
"The... the winner, Iron Blood Military Academy, Lin Fan!!"
"Champion... Iron Blood Military Academy!!"
Wow—!!
Countless people screamed Lin Fan's name frantically.
And in the VIP seats, the Dean of Xuanwu Holy Academy, Wang Jianren, had a livid face and was trembling all over. He stared fixedly at Lin Fan on the arena, his eyes full of resentment.
Li Hanlei being humiliated and forced to kneel in public wasn't just a slap in the face for Li Hanlei, but also for the entire Li family and Xuanwu Holy Academy!
"Lin Fan... Good! Very good!"
Wang Jianren gritted his teeth, crushing the armrest in his hand into powder.
"This debt... we are not done!!"
With this kneeling, the feud between the Li family and Lin Fan was completely brought into the open.
As the champions of the Hundred Schools Tournament, the base of Iron Blood Military Academy was almost completely blocked by enthusiastic fans and media.
After finally dealing with the official victory banquet, Lin Fan dragged his exhausted body back to the villa, only to be blocked at the door.
Blocking the door was none other than the ice-and-fire twins from the Vermilion Bird Academy—Su Yuyan and Su Yuhan.
The two sisters had clearly dressed up carefully tonight. They had taken off their heavy combat suits and changed into cool casual clothes.
The older sister, Su Yuyan, was wearing a fire-red suspender skirt, outlining breathtaking curves, with her big wavy hair draped loosely, exuding a wild beauty;
The younger sister, Su Yuhan, was in a light blue floral dress, pure and lovely, only that in those big watery eyes, there was now some inexplicable meaning.