CHAPTER 782: CHAPTER 782: THIS IS YOU FORCING ME

Seeing Chen Nan’s contemptuous attitude, everyone couldn’t help but gasp. Even though this young man’s combat strength wasn’t weak, his behavior was excessively arrogant!

"Then I’ll fulfill your wish!"

Ye Wudao slowly raised his right hand, his withered fingers distinctly articulated, each wrinkle seeming to contain endless power.

His movements appeared slow, yet as he raised his hand, a fierce gust of wind followed, setting the tablecloth beside him flapping noisily.

"Arrogant brat! Prepare to die!"

Before the words finished, Ye Wudao’s figure suddenly vanished from where he stood.

The ground cracked the instant he stepped on it, web-like fractures spreading in all directions.

In the next second, he appeared in front of Chen Nan, his emaciated fist carrying the momentum of thunder as it pounded towards Chen Nan’s face.

Chen Nan’s pupils slightly contracted, and as he turned his body to avoid the blow, the fist’s wind grazed past his cheek with a whoosh.

"So fast!" Shen Qinglan exclaimed, her pale fingers unconsciously clutching her skirt tightly.

Others also held their breath, not daring to make a sound!

Ye Wudao’s offensive did not diminish, his fists pouring down like torrential rain.

Each punch carried the might to split mountains and crack stones, the air compressing to produce ear-piercing explosive sounds.

Chen Nan’s form was elusive, weaving through the shadows of fists, their movements were so fast they turned into afterimages.

Although Ye Wudao’s strength was formidable, Chen Nan was a Foundation Establishment cultivator after all, with extremely agile movement techniques, making it very difficult for Ye Wudao to hit him!

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, Chen Nan was finally forced to take a punch directly.

The moment their fists collided, a visible shockwave exploded from the center point, overturning the surrounding tables and chairs, leaving a mess in the scene!

"Too terrifying!" an elder trembled as he said, "Old Ye’s ’Shattering Star Fist’ has reached perfection. With just one punch, it could penetrate even an armored vehicle!"

Upon hearing this, everyone was shocked, not expecting Ye Wudao’s Shattering Star Fist to be so horrifying.

Even more unexpected was the fact that after taking Ye Wudao’s furious strike, Chen Nan was unscathed!

Even though they witnessed it with their own eyes, everyone felt it was incredible!

"Again!" Ye Wudao’s eyes shone brightly as he turned his fists into claws, his five fingers like hooks reaching straight for Chen Nan’s throat.

Chen Nan leaned back to dodge, but this was a feint; Ye Wudao’s knee was already rocketing towards his abdomen like a cannonball.

"Boom!"

Chen Nan was toppled by the blow, retreating several steps, the ground shattering inch by inch beneath his feet.

Yet, the smile on his face grew increasingly excited: "As expected of the peak existence of Jianghu’s combat strength, come, come, again!"

Ye Wudao didn’t give any respite, his figure ghosting close, delivering a sweeping kick to Chen Nan’s waist.

Chen Nan crossed his arms to block, but the force of the kick sent him sliding several meters away, his soles leaving two charred marks on the ground.

"Chen Nan!" Shen Qinglan cried out in shock, her beautiful eyes full of worry.

Ye Wudao pressed the attack advantageously, his hands flipping with the faint sound of dragon’s roar accompanying his movements.

His palm techniques seemed gentle yet concealed lethal intent, each strike accurately targeting Chen Nan’s vital spots.

"It’s the Ye Family’s ’Wandering Dragon Palm’!" someone exclaimed in surprise, "Rumor has it that once mastered, it can strike through a mountain to hit an ox!"

Chen Nan was forced to retreat step by step, almost cornered against the wall.

At this critical moment, he suddenly changed his move, his body slipping through Ye Wudao’s shadowy palm techniques like a swimming fish, delivering a reverse elbow strike to Ye Wudao’s back.

Ye Wudao seemed to sense something, turning to block, only to see Chen Nan’s attack suddenly accelerate.

Fists, palms, elbows, knees, each strike flowed like water, unexpectedly reversing the situation in an instant.

"How... how is this possible?" a Ye Family elder’s eyes widened, "That kid is actually mimicking the old master’s moves!"

Their figures moved swiftly within the hall, leaving the ground cracked and the walls dented wherever they passed.

Ye Wudao’s white hair flew in the fierce wind, his eyes increasingly filled with shock.

He found that the techniques he was so proud of were being unraveled one by one by this young man!

"Break!" Chen Nan suddenly exclaimed, his form flickering like a ghost to appear behind Ye Wudao, delivering a precise knife hand to the back of his neck.

Ye Wudao grunted, stumbling forward.

He barely steadied himself, only to see Chen Nan’s fist paused mere inches from his throat.

The entire scene fell into dead silence.

Everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief at the sight.

The Jianghu’s acknowledged greatest master had been defeated by an obscure young man!

Ye Jin’s face was ashen, her legs buckling beneath her as she kneeled to the ground.

"You can’t do it either!" Chen Nan shook his head with a smile, his face showing a look of disappointment.

Ye Wudao’s aged face flushed red instantly, veins on his forehead bulging like earthworms.

He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto his palm, forming an ancient and eerie hand seal with both hands.

"You forced me, brat!"

In an instant, the atmosphere seemed to solidify.

The broken stones on the ground began to strangely levitate, slowly rotating around Ye Wudao.

"The universe has no limits, Qiankun Borrowing Technique!"

With Ye Wudao’s resounding shout, the space within a meter of him suddenly twisted and distorted.

An ancient and terrifying aura erupted from his body, his gray-white hair and beard billowing without wind, his robes flapping loudly.

Chen Nan’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, feeling an unprecedented pressure.

But not only did he not retreat, he even excitedly licked his lips, "Now this is interesting."

"Boom!"

The ground beneath Ye Wudao’s feet collapsed violently, and his entire person shot towards Chen Nan like a cannonball.

A faint golden glow covered his fists, the air compressing visibly as he passed through.

Chen Nan dared not take him lightly, crossing his arms before his chest.

At the moment of collision, a thunderous explosion erupted.

The ground beneath Chen Nan’s feet cracked inch by inch, as he was forced back over ten meters, leaving two deep furrows on the ground.

At the same time, a trickle of blood formed at the corner of Chen Nan’s mouth, yet the fighting spirit in his eyes burned even hotter.

Ye Wudao seized the advantage, his hands moving with flying speed, accompanied by the sound of thunder.

Each palm strike left a golden imprint in the air, a lingering afterimage.

These afterimages didn’t dissipate, rather they hovered in the air, forming a mystical formation.

"This is... the Ye Family’s secret technique ’Heaven and Earth Net Palm’!" an elderly martial artist exclaimed, "They say this move can summon the power of heaven and earth, sealing all directions!"

Indeed, the golden palm imprints suddenly shone brightly, connecting to form a huge net enveloping Chen Nan.

Each imprint carried a terrifying pressure, causing the surrounding guests to involuntarily retreat several steps.

"Die!" Ye Wudao’s eyes revealed murderous intent, clapping his hands together mightily.

The golden net suddenly contracted, aiming to crush Chen Nan within it!

At the critical moment, Chen Nan took a deep breath, frantically circulating the True Qi within his body.

A faint jade-like glow appeared on his skin, his muscles becoming more pronounced.

"Break!"

With a loud shout, Chen Nan thrust his arms outward violently.

The seemingly indestructible golden net was torn apart by him! The shattered golden light scattered like meteors, then vanished!

"How could this be?" Ye Wudao’s eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.