Above the torn sky, a golden-red Divine Dragon coils atop Cloud Peak. From its size, it seemingly could cover half of Wudang Mountain!
Even the audience standing at the mountain’s foot couldn’t help but hold their breath at this mont. Their hearts, which previously beat freely, seed to be tightly grasped by invisible hands.
Every heartbeat, striving to pump blood and nourish the body, beca incredibly challenging.
"Is this the might of a dragon? It’s... it’s unbelievable!"
"My whole body is shaking, I can’t stop!"
"I finally understand how Li Xing feels now..."
"Even though [Extre Cold] had a bit of bad luck, it’s still strong."
"No wonder we’re not allowed into Wudang Mountain, it’s a precautionary asure..."
"Was this also in your calculations, Prophet?"
"Not bad, brother, you have the mind to joke at a ti like this?"
"Just so-so, third in the county."
A group of shivering onlookers looked up to the sky.
At this mont, Ma Ran, who was originally in casual attire, was enveloped in a mist of light, completing a transformation in an instant.
Li Xing, often criticized by audiences worldwide on the Earth Super Forum, rose to the occasion, fulfilling his mission by using icy wind to maneuver the Perpetual Motion Cara into the sky, capturing every precious shot successfully.
Now, Ma Ran was wearing a black coat with silver edges, lined with a red fla-patterned interior, donning Hexagram Battle Boots, and wielding an extravagantly long crimson straight blade emblazoned with a dragon, the Tang Blade.
His black and white hair swayed in the wind, his gaze was cold, and his deanor was calm and poised, like an Immortal among n.
It was uncertain if "director" Li Xing was deliberately causing drama, as the cara first focused on Ma Ran’s Tang Blade and then shifted to the enormous Divine Dragon beneath Zhao Guanlan.
In comparison, even the most inattentive audience could see, amazed, that the dragon pattern emblazoned on Ma Ran’s crimson Tang Blade and the Divine Dragon summoned by Zhao Guanlan, while differing in shape, shared a nearly identical divine essence!
Netizens from various countries quickly brainstord, each finding a reason they deed correct.
So said the Profound Immortal Zhao Guanlan’s Divine Dragon evolved and elevated to a higher level after communicating with Ma Ran.
Others suggested that so intelligence from Earth’s strong players was taken back by Demon Child Zhang Kuang to Cangming Star, and Zhao Guanlan, during his early cultivation, gained access to this information, referencing it on his Extraordinary path.
So even believed that the dragon on Ma Ran’s Tang Blade and the one under Zhao Guanlan were the sa, with one being the dragon’s soul and the other its body. The Profound Immortal and the Prophet had supposedly explored a Secret Realm together and shared the spoils unbeknownst to all.
Other speculation veered into wildly imaginative territory, as netizens from various countries exhibited full creativity and imagination.
So even felt that Ma Ran and Zhao Guanlan were kin, akin to blood brothers, but one ended up on Cangming and the other on Earth, hence the similarities.
As for commonalities, there were actually few between the Profound Immortal and the Prophet.
Personality, appearance, abilities...
Most fields of comparison easily showed they were entirely different individuals.
Thus, this theory was quickly debunked by netizens.
More outlandish theories existed, such as each planet birthing a destined child after entering the Extraordinary Era, with Ma Ran being Earth’s first destined one, and Zhao Guanlan Cangming Star’s third.
These mysterious and taphysical ideas went largely unaccepted by the public.
After all, Ma Ran, Sword Master Lin Qiubai, Demon Child Zhang Kuang, and Profound Immortal Zhao Guanlan were fundantally different.
The three on Cangming Star were all lofty, domineering over an era without eting any equivalent rivals.
Whereas on Earth...
Besides Ma Ran, there was also God Gray and Martial God Su Qiangwei.
Though die-hard fans of the Prophet might believe Ma Ran was stronger than the other two, it was hard to argue that they weren’t in the sa league.
No matter how one looked, God Gray and Martial God Su Qiangwei also had a touch of a destined child’s aura.
The audience’s speculation and analysis were irrelevant to the battle.
Back to the story.
Ma Ran and Zhao Guanlan, during their spar, were both coldly composed, not a word wasted, seemingly highly focused, and showcasing their true abilities.
Facing the enormously massive Divine Dragon, coiling across the skies for unknown kiloters, Ma Ran gripped the Tang Blade, advancing not retreating, boldly launching an attack!
Swish!
In an instant, Ma Ran’s figure vanished, as if rging into the Tang Blade.
Simultaneously, a deep blue sword mark abruptly appeared on the Divine Dragon’s body, like a new moon growing from the dragon’s form.
The majestic, powerful, and perfect Divine Dragon, just by existing, left countless people in awe, unable to move.
Its presence anywhere forms a naturally magnificent painting.
Nature’s craftsmanship, sculpted by nature, any man-made scene pales compared to the grandeur of a true dragon’s ergence!
In its domain, any intruder seed out of place.
However...
Ma Ran slashed down, dragon scales overturned, dragon blood spurted, dark red lava and pure gold lightning rampaged across the sky.
After the true dragon’s angry roar, the sword mark seed to be one with the Divine Dragon, inseparable, giving a sense of "it was ant to be."
The entire scene, less perfect, gained an elent of violence, cruelty, and the impact of divine techniques clashing!
This scene seed more grounded.
The audience held their breath, eager not to miss this precious sight.
Zhao Guanlan, seated on the dragon’s head, was faced with a strike, the damage seemingly all transferred to the dragon’s body, leaving him unscathed.
"Hahaha! Well done!"
"Ma Ran, I really underestimated you!"
"Your combat instincts, I, Zhao Guanlan, am willing to call the strongest!"
"Your talent and flair in combat, even higher than your talent in pioneering the Extraordinary System, by tenfold!"
"Your skill, nearing the Dao!"
Upon finishing, Zhao Guanlan and the Divine Dragon beneath him transford into a crimson-gold stream, battling with Ma Ran’s deep blue sword mark.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Crimson, gold, and blue lights clashed incessantly!
On Wudang Mountain, aside from the dense sulfur and ozone sll, there seed to erge a new scent.
Ethereal, clear, fragrant.
Even the strong sulfur and ozone slls couldn’t overshadow this newly derived scent.
It was faint, yet truly existed!
Even the people beneath Wudang Mountain could clearly sense its presence.
However, when trying to feel it carefully, focusing on breathing, they couldn’t capture its existence, as if everything before had been an illusion.
Besides Su Qiangwei, others watching Ma Ran and Zhao Guanlan’s encounter gained little, only experiencing a visual feast. The gap was too vast, dynamic vision couldn’t keep up, and nothing could be discerned, let alone any benefits.
In an instant, the divine lights incarnated by the two had already clashed hundreds of rounds.
The sky torn over Wudang Mountain slowly began to heal as ti passed.
However, Zhao Guanlan seed a bit overwheld, shouting out as black thunder raged across the sky!
The heavens shattered, and light rain fell through the rifts, sprinkling over every corner of Wudang Mountain.
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