Dashing Student Chapter 955: Let’s Die Together

Hearing the mocking voice, Chen Nan’s good mood instantly vanished.

Being mocked outside, and still being mocked here, wasn’t the journey a waste?

"Are you insane? Did reaching the seventh level of Foundation Establishment help you eat at my house? Mind refining your thunder, why meddle with me after you’re full?"

The person’s anger surged, immediately reaching out towards Chen Nan, as a giant golden bird formed from Golden Thunder condensed in his palm, faint blood-red patterns traced its body.

"You dare raise your voice at me, let me, the Little Thunder God, test your strength!"

The Thunderbird cried out, directly flapping its wings and swooping down on Chen Nan, the thunder on its body roaring violently, causing the thunder in the area to become more turbulent.

Chen Nan’s expression changed. He didn’t care if the person was the Little Thunder God or the Little Divine Thunder, it was wrong to attack him!

"What are you, to dare test me?"

As the thunder seed within him moved, the Golden Thunder surged out. Under his control, a golden fierce tiger leapt out from the thunder, directly pouncing towards the Thunderbird.

Boom!

The two giant entities, formed purely of thunder and mana, collided with an earth-shattering blast, terrifying thunder sprawling out like ripples.

Chen Nan’s expression changed again, his body recoiling sharply, yet he was still affected, a stronger thunder ripping a long wound on his back.

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, as if he had been struck by a great force.

Yet Little Thunder God, Lei Zhen, was only pushed back two steps, unharmed.

After all, he had already begun refining Red Prison Thunder, and the power of Red Prison Thunder was contained within the Thunderbird he had condensed, naturally overwhelming Chen Nan.

"Didn’t expect you to have also refined Golden Thunder, could it be you have a Thunder Spirit Root?"

Chen Nan wiped the blood from his mouth, snorted coldly: "I am not a Thunder Spirit Root, what exactly do you want?"

"I was just testing," Lei Zhen squinted his eyes, speaking slowly, "Not a Thunder Spirit Root, yet you’ve come this far, you must have some Secret Treasure on you?"

Looking at his expression, the desire to kill and steal was written all over his face, Chen Nan laughed coldly in his heart.

"Think whatever you like, if there’s nothing else, don’t block my path!"

After saying this, he walked towards the Red Prison Thunder.

As he stepped into the range of the Red Prison Thunder, a might greater than when he first encountered the Golden Thunder descended. Even with the Golden Thunder protecting him, it was instantly shattered by the crimson lightning.

Subsequently, endless red thunder fell upon him, leaving wound after wound on his body.

External injuries were secondary; the worst was internally. As the Red Prison Thunder invaded his body, it began to wreak havoc, instantly rendering him seriously injured.

At this moment, a long spear cut through the Red Prison Thunder, stabbing fiercely at Chen Nan’s head. The one striking was none other than Lei Zhen.

"Heh, not knowing your limitations, the Secret Treasure on you is mine now!"

But unexpectedly, even in this situation, Chen Nan remained vigilant, suddenly reaching out to grab the thrusting spear and forcefully pulling it!

"Don’t think about it!"

Lei Zhen anticipated Chen Nan’s intentions, immediately spreading his legs, mana surging within, making him as steady as a mountain.

Who would have thought a tremendous force transferred from the spear, far beyond his expectations, pulling him directly into the range of the Red Prison Thunder.

"Damn it, you tricked me!"

He didn’t know how Chen Nan managed to do it, but firmly believed that a seventh-level Foundation Establishment cultivator could never beat him, a peak ninth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator.

So he was sure Chen Nan had used trickery.

He turned to flee from the range of the Red Prison Thunder, believing once outside, he could deal with Chen Nan properly.

"Wind Rope!"

Seeing this, Chen Nan immediately used the power of the Wind Pearl, flinging several formless winds that transformed into Wind Ropes, tightly pulling Lei Zhen back.

He knew if they were within the range of Golden Thunder, he might not necessarily defeat Lei Zhen, while both would be heavily suppressed in the Red Prison Thunder, yet to be refined by either of them.

Victory depended on each other’s methods.

"Damn, I’ll kill you!"

Lei Zhen was furious, but in just a moment, his body was already covered in injuries, with charred marks left at the wound sites.

The key was that the Red Prison Thunder didn’t differentiate, indiscriminately striking them, leaving them almost unable to stand.

Chen Nan knew he couldn’t use his Secret Treasure or Spiritual Artifact in this battle, as once invoked, they’d likely be destroyed by the Red Prison Thunder, unlike the spear in Lei Zhen’s hand, made from thunder attribute Heavenly and Earthly Treasures.

Even using Magic was impossible.

A golden Thunderbird condensed in Lei Zhen’s hand, but was instantly scattered by the Red Prison Thunder, making it unusable.

Thus, he charged with the spear, aiming to quickly eliminate Chen Nan with his cultivation and spiritual artifact advantage.

Both in the same situation, as the stronger cultivator, there was no reason he would lose!

Seeing Lei Zhen charging, Chen Nan attempted to use the Dragon Tiger Mountain Seal, but the Great Seal was blasted to smithereens upon appearance, so he gave up.

However, beneath his feet, a uniform black flame stealthily merged into the shadow beneath him.

Swish, the spear tip reached Chen Nan’s face, charging in with chilling intent.

Unexpectedly, Chen Nan sneered, grabbing the spear with his reverse hand, his figure suddenly swelling, his gaze turning sinister.

"Are you of the Demon Clan?"

Lei Zhen screamed, quickly shaking his head.

"No, you merely cultivated a Demon Clan Technique..."

He couldn’t continue, as it suddenly dawned on him, Demon Clan Techniques primarily focused on Body Refining Technique.

And presently, both he and Chen Nan couldn’t use Magic, neither could use their adept thunder abilities, meaning Chen Nan, who cultivated the Demon Clan Body Refining Technique, would crush him, wouldn’t he?

Sure enough, with a forceful yank, Chen Nan snatched the spear, casually flinging it aside, then lunged forward to Lei Zhen.

"Wait, this is all a misunderstanding..."

Before he could finish, Chen Nan’s fist landed on his face.

Lei Zhen had no power to resist, being pummeled to the ground by Chen Nan, punch after punch marking his face with blood.

This battle ought to have been without suspense. When Lei Zhen crossed into the range of Red Prison Thunder, he was doomed.

But just then, Chen Nan suddenly sensed a surge of violent power from within Lei Zhen.

"Haha, let’s die together!"

He grabbed Chen Nan’s arm, intending to detonate the thunder within, adopting an entirely suicidal approach.

Chen Nan had no intention of perishing with him, so he quickly kicked Lei Zhen away, retreating swiftly.

Unexpectedly, Lei Zhen, sent flying, eerily grinned.

Before Chen Nan could react, a spear tip suddenly pierced out of his chest!

The only Spiritual Artifact the two could wield now became the key to reversing the situation!