<h4>Chapter 290 - Seizing a Seat</h4>


    One win and one loss!


    The oues defied the expectations of the observers, as no one had expected the Moon Bloodline to win even one fight.


    True to their expectations, Nangong Wan’er had lost, but Chen Fan had won. He had imed his victory by ying a ranker, shocking the crowd.


    The spectators, particrly the influential figures from the Sun and the Star bloodlines, now regarded Chen Fan with newfound respect.


    Chen Fan''s disyed strength surpassed all expectations.


    Being a ranker meant that one had outstanding skills among peers at the same cultivation level, possessing the strength to even fight those above his level. However, Wang Dongfan’s strength had simply been terrifying.


    When Qin Jian had seen Chen Fan nearly disembowel Muye Xiao, he was mildly surprised at best, only raising his eyebrows in response. However, now his expression was dark.


    Qin Jian was the thirty-sixth fighter on the Martial Market Earth Leaderboard. He had won that ranking by winning thirteen consecutive matches, earning the moniker of the next Qin Wudi.


    He truly understood the caliber of skill possessed by those on the board.


    He was confident that he could defeat Muye Xiao, but to kill him...


    A sharp light shed across Qin Jian’s eyes.


    He was a sword cultivator. He had inherited the legacy of a senior sword cultivator, earning him the title of the Little Sword God in the imperial city due to the unparalleled sharpness of his de.


    Chen Fan was a fellow sword cultivator. Qin Jian’s blood was heating up, wanting topete with him to see whose sword was sharper and faster.


    With a fiery spirit, Qin Jian remarked, “This is fine. Killing Muye Xiao demonstrates your formidable strength. If I can kill you, it would mean I’m even stronger. I would be invincible within the fourth level!”


    The ancient sword at his back seemed to resonate with its owner''s intent, emitting a hum as if eager to be unsheathed and thirsty forbat.


    “One win and one loss, good! Our Moon Bloodline’s seats in the Council of Elders are safe!”


    “Haha, that’s great, wonderful!”


    “The heavens are not bringing our Moon Bloodline to an end. Wang Dongfan is our bloodline’s great savior!”


    “Haha! Let’s see who still dares to covet our bloodline’s position!”


    “......”


    Tears of excitement welled up in the eyes of the Moon Bloodline juniors.


    On the white jade tform, Nangong Baxiong and Nangong Qingtian’s gazes fell onto Chen Fan. A glimmer of astonishment shed in their eyes, apanied by a subtle rxation of their furrowed brows.


    “We won, that’s great.”


    Nangong Wan’er consumed a Recovery Elixir. Standing below the ring, she looked at Chen Fan, feeling like he seemed infinitely tall and big. Although she had lost, she had a smile on her face.


    “Big Brother Dongfan is so amazing. Even Muye Xiao is no match for him.” Chu Xuan’er’s face was filled with shock.


    Now, no one dared to look down on Chen Fan.


    Everyone’s gazes were on Chen Fan. They watched as he leaped off, heading toward the Star Bloodline’s ring. Afternding, he looked at Nangong Fengyun and the other defenders.


    “This is...”


    Many people narrowed their eyes, their hearts skipping a beat.


    “Is he challenging the Star Bloodline?”


    “Heavens, will he challenge the Star Bloodline alone and seize a seat in the Council of Elders for the Moon Bloodline?”


    “Even Muye Xiao died. Can Nangong Fengyun and the others stop him?”


    “......”


    The gazes of numerous Nangong nsmen were captivated.


    The various bloodlines had nned to target the Moon Bloodline together to seize their seats. However, Chen Fan thwarted their n.


    Now, he had descended upon the Star Bloodline’s defense arena. He was going to challenge them.


    Nangong Fengyun and the other defenders’ expressions were very ugly. A trace of panic could be seen deep in their eyes.


    Meanwhile, a light shed in the eyes of the higher-ups of the Star Bloodline, including Nangong Tong.


    “Who will step out first?” Chen Fan said, looking at Nangong Fengyun and the three other defenders indifferently.


    Their hearts twitched violently, and their gazes became evasive. No one came forward.


    “You, then.” Chen Fan casually pointed at one of them, and that person’s expression immediately darkened.


    Surrendering immediately would not only cost him personal honor but also tarnish the reputation of the entire Star Bloodline. Faced with no alternative, he reluctantly stepped forward.


    As a genius of the Star Bloodline, he had received top-notch nurturing, boasting powerful cultivation and wielding a high-grade weapon. He unleashed his cultivation, and he was weak by no means. He was definitely outstanding within the fourth level.


    Even so, Chen Fan only used three strikes to defeat this person.


    “Next, you!”


    Chen Fan, uninterested in banter, promptly summoned another challenger. Three strikester, the oue was settled.


    “It’s your turn now!” Chen Fan''s gaze fixed upon Nangong Fengyun.


    The Star Bloodline had five seats in the Council of Elders. ording to the rules, Chen Fan had to defeat only three individuals to wrest a seat away from them. Nangong Fengyun stood as the third and strongest opponent.


    As Chen Fan pointed his sword at Nangong Fengyun, thetter''s expression soured. Despite his internal conflict, he reluctantly stepped forward. He understood that it was his duty to represent the Star Bloodline; he refused to concede defeat outright.


    Suddenly, a voice was transmitted into Chen Fan’s ears. “This battle, you must lose!”


    Chen Fan was momentarily surprised. He lifted his head to meet Nangong Tong''s gaze on the white jade tform, responding with a cold smile.


    <i>Threatening me?</i>


    <i>Then I’ll collect some interest from your Star Bloodline first!</i>


    Seeing Chen Fan’s cold smile, Nangong Tong’s eyes erupted with an icy killing intent.


    If Nangong Fengyun were to lose, Chen Fan would secure three victories, resulting in the Star Bloodline losing a seat in the Council of Elders. There was no way Nangong Tong would be happy to see that. Therefore, he resorted to direct voice transmission, ordering Chen Fan to lose this match intentionally.


    Chen Fan''s cold smile in response made his stance clear.


    <i>Damn it, he dares to go against my will. Very well, I’ll let you have your way for a little longer!</i> Nangong Tong snorted coldly inside. His gaze toward Chen Fan grew increasingly colder.


    The members of the Moon Bloodline couldn''t help but feel their hearts tighten as they watched Chen Fan prepare for the third fight.


    The stakes were high—if Chen Fan emerged victorious, they would get to keep their seats and gain another one in the Council of Elders seats.


    Nangong Wan’er, despite her confidence in Chen Fan, couldn''t suppress the nervous pounding of her heart.


    Their concerns wereid to rest as Chen Fan triumphed in the third fight against Nangong Fengyun. Despite being well-trained, possessing various methods and treasures, and being formidable, Nangong Fengyun sumbed to Chen Fan''s prowess.


    This victory meant that Chen Fan had secured all three wins in his challenge against the Star Bloodline, effectively iming a seat in the Council of Elders on behalf of the Moon Bloodline.


    <i>Woah!</i>


    Immediately, the entire Moon Bloodline erupted with resounding cheers.