The crowd cried out in alarm. In their eyes, the battle was already decided, and Lin Xuan was bound to lose.
But at that mont, soone exclaid, "Wait, that doesn’t look like Young Master Lin’s blood!"
"Shut up! What nonsense are you spouting? If it’s not Young Master Lin’s blood, whose is it?" Lin Bahuang snapped coldly, and the others around him rolled their eyes.
Ru ng, however, was startled. In the next instant, she activated her Soul Power to get a closer look. "It’s really not the Young Master’s blood!" she cried out in shock.
"What’s going on? Are you sure?" Chasing Wind asked, stunned.
Wu Chen also frowned. "That’s impossible."
"It’s true!" Ru ng said, her voice filled with excitent. "There are no wounds on the Young Master’s hands at all. This blood isn’t his!"
"That’s great! The Young Master isn’t injured!" Ru ng had been in utter despair just a mont ago, but now she was so thrilled she could jump for joy.
Hearing this, the rest of the crowd broke into an uproar. So it’s really not Lin Xuan’s blood? Is it Mo Feng’s?
More and more people began to examine the scene carefully, and they confird that there were indeed no wounds on Lin Xuan’s hands.
Could it be Mo Feng’s blood?
"Impossible! That’s impossible!" Lin Bahuang roared madly. "How could Senior Brother Mo Feng be injured? Stop spouting nonsense!"
The mbers of the True Dragon Sect were also in disbelief. "Senior Brother Mo Feng possesses the Azure Heaven Battle Body," one of them sneered. "He’s using the Azure Heaven Palm, a Supre Ultimate Skill. How could he possibly be injured? You’re all talking nonsense. Just wait until Senior Brother Mo Feng suppresses every last one of you!"
The crowd fell silent, their gazes fixed ahead. Once Mo Feng’s figure erged, the truth would be revealed.
The brilliant light at the front of the battle grew weaker and weaker until it finally vanished, revealing Mo Feng’s silhouette. He stood there like a War God, his powerful aura suppressing everything in all directions.
Seeing this, the disciples of the True Dragon Sect burst into laughter. "Senior Brother Mo Feng’s aura is so strong, he’s definitely not injured! That Ru ng was talking nonsense. The rest of you are idiots for believing her. How could Senior Brother Mo Feng ever get hurt?"
As they were speaking, a faint dripping sound echoed from the front. As each drop hit the ground, it sent a rumbling shockwave through the earth. Everyone was stunned. The smiles on the faces of the True Dragon Sect disciples vanished, replaced by sheer shock. Lin Bahuang looked as if he had seen a ghost. The others gasped in unison, for they saw fresh blood dripping from Mo Feng’s palm, striking the ground with a thunderous boom.
There was blood on Mo Feng’s hand!
DRIP. DRIP.
The blood dripped relentlessly from his hand.
"It really is Mo Feng! He’s the one who’s injured! His hand is cracked!" Ru ng exclaid in shock, tears of joy welling in her eyes. "That’s wonderful! It wasn’t the Young Master who was hurt!"
"The Young Master is incredible!" Chasing Wind was utterly dumbfounded.
Wu Chen was also stunned. How is this possible? He actually defeated the Azure Heaven Palm! This is unbelievable.
The distant onlookers were in an uproar as well. Mo Feng had actually been injured, and by Lin Xuan of all people. It was truly hard to believe.
"This is impossible," Lin Bahuang mumbled, his spirit on the verge of collapse. The people from the True Dragon Sect looked equally despairing, shaking their heads frantically, unable to accept the reality before them.
But the most shocked of all was Mo Feng himself.
He stared down at his injured palm, his eyes vacant. Even now, he couldn’t accept it. He, of all people, had been injured. Suddenly, he clenched his fist and roared at the sky as a boundless killing intent erupted from his body, sweeping across the battlefield. He was injured. He had truly been injured. Wounded by Lin Xuan! It was unbearable! A complete and utter disgrace!
He glared at Lin Xuan, his teeth gritted. "I will never forgive you!" he howled, charging forward once more.
Lin Xuan, however, rely sneered in disdain. "You are simply not my match."
The two clashed again in a fierce struggle, the sound of their battle echoing like thunder. Ten moves later, a figure was sent flying backward once more, painting the sky with a spray of blood. The crowd looked up, each and every one of them stunned. It was Mo Feng again.
This ti, his condition was even more miserable. His body was covered in grievous wounds, and blood poured from them, staining the very air red.
The Azure Heaven Battle Body had been shattered. Mo Feng was defeated.
The crowd was thunderstruck. Ru ng, Wu Chen, Chasing Wind, and Lin Bahuang were all completely stupefied.
Lin Xuan strode through the air, looking down upon the scene with an imperious gaze. "The Azure Heaven Battle Body," he stated coldly, "is nothing special after all."
BOOM!
Mo Feng crashed to the ground, vomiting another large mouthful of blood. His formidable physique was now covered in cracks, a shocking sight to behold.
How did it end up like this? Mo Feng’s spirit was shattered. He was a peerless genius! Ever since his debut, he had been invincible, sweeping all before him. No one had ever been his match, and certainly no one had ever defeated him in terms of raw physical power. But now, he had been severely wounded. His Azure Heaven Battle Body was completely broken, and the one who had done it was a re One-Star Grandmaster. The blow to his pride was too much to bear. His confidence was shattered. At this mont, Lin Xuan had beco his nightmare.
In the distance, Huo Yuner was also stunned, her eyes nearly popping out of their sockets. She never expected Mo Feng to lose. It was too unbelievable. She looked toward Lin Xuan, her face a mask of terror.
Just how strong is this kid? What kind of physique does he have?
Huo Yuner hadn’t paid Lin Xuan any mind before, but now she realized she had been truly blind. Thank goodness I didn’t make a move against him, otherwise I’d be the one on the ground coughing up blood right now. A wave of lingering fear washed over her at the thought.
THUD.
Lin Bahuang was so terrified that he collapsed to his knees, his body trembling uncontrollably. How could this have happened? Senior Brother Mo Feng was defeated, severely injured! Is this kid really that powerful? And I wanted to get revenge? I was truly courting death.
As for the disciples of the True Dragon Sect, they were losing their minds. Mo Feng was the top genius of their sect, an idol in their hearts, a lofty and unreachable figure. In their minds, Mo Feng was invincible. But now, he had been defeated. The god in their hearts had been vanquished. The disciples of the True Dragon Sect were all on the verge of a breakdown.
The spectators in the distance exclaid repeatedly. "So this is the Young Emperor? He’s far too strong! He can even break the Azure Heaven Battle Body. How powerful must his own physique be?"
"Damn, did you see that? His hands were covered in scales just now! Could they be Dragon Scales?"
"Could he be a Dragon Warrior?"
"What? That’s impossible, right? Dragon Warriors haven’t appeared in many years."
"Wasn’t the path of the Dragon Warrior said to have been severed?"
"But if he isn’t a Dragon Warrior, how could he have defeated the Azure Heaven Battle Body?"
As the crowd buzzed with excited speculation, Wu Chen and the others were shocked once again.
Could Lin Xuan really be a Dragon Warrior? No wonder he was so confident before. No wonder he said he could defeat the Azure Heaven Battle Body without his Divine Sword. It turns out he’s one of the legendary Dragon Warriors! That ans his physique must be a Dragon Physique—an existence that surpasses all battle bodies! If this is true, then submitting to him is nothing to be ashad of. In fact, becoming the follower of a Dragon Warrior is a supre honor! Thinking of this, they all grew incredibly excited.
anwhile, Huo Yuner was also dumbfounded. What? A legendary Dragon Warrior! When she looked at Lin Xuan now, her gaze was filled with awe. Suddenly, her face flushed red as she thought to herself that Lin Xuan looked incredibly handso in this mont.
「anwhile, outside the ancient relic.」
The elders from the various families were all waiting. As they waited, they chatted, speculating on who would reign supre and obtain the Dragon Pearl.
The elders of the True Dragon Sect were the most confident. "There’s no need to wonder," one of them said. "The one to get the Dragon Pearl will definitely be from our True Dragon Sect. Mo Feng is the strongest, and no one can compete with him. His physique is the Azure Heaven Battle Body."
"What? The Azure Heaven Battle Body?" The crowd was in an uproar at his words. That was a top-tier battle body. It was incredible that Mo Feng possessed such a physique.
The mbers of the other families sighed. Even the people from the Fire Dragon Sect shook their heads in resignation. Huo Yuner was strong, but she couldn’t possibly defeat the Azure Heaven Battle Body. It seed this ti, the ultimate winner would indeed be Mo Feng. So had already begun offering their congratulations.
"That’s not necessarily the case," an elder from the Wu Family sneered.
The elder from the True Dragon Sect turned to him. "What? Is the Wu Family not convinced? Do you think soone from your Wu Family can defeat the Azure Heaven Battle Body? I’m afraid that Wu Chen doesn’t have what it takes."
The Wu Family elder smiled. "Wu Chen’s own strength may not be enough, but what if you add the Thunder Sword to the equation?"
"What do you an by that?" the True Dragon Sect elder frowned. The others also broke into whispers. Wasn’t the Thunder Sword the supre treasure of the Wu Family? Could it really be in Wu Chen’s hands?
"That’s right," the Wu Family elder said proudly. "Wu Chen entered the relic with the Thunder Sword. With it in hand, he can sweep away all competition. What does it matter if he faces the Azure Heaven Battle Body? He can defeat it all the sa."
Everyone’s scalp tingled upon hearing this. They didn’t expect Wu Chen to have such a trump card. Could the final winner be Wu Chen after all?
The True Dragon Sect elder snorted coldly. "The Thunder Sword is strong, but how much of its power can Wu Chen truly wield? Mo Feng is different. He has not only cultivated the Azure Heaven Battle Body, but has also mastered the Azure Heaven Palm. The combination of that ultimate skill and his battle body can suppress anything!"
The two sides began to argue, each believing their clan’s genius would co out on top. The onlookers were stunned. These two prodigies were simply too powerful. The final winner would surely be one of them.
In the distance, the mbers of the Ye Family were incredibly shocked by this news. Both the Thunder Sword and the Azure Heaven Battle Body were astounding existences. It was a good thing their Ye Family hadn’t sent anyone in; they would have surely been defeated.
Madam Ye sighed, "I wonder how Lin Xuan is doing?" Although Lin Xuan can fight across seven cultivation levels, he probably can’t compare with the Thunder Sword or the Azure Heaven Battle Body.
The Ye Family’s Grand Elder shook his head and sighed. "Young Master Lin is likely no match for them."
The others nodded in agreent, sharing the sentint.
"Alas, we shouldn’t have let Lin Xuan go in," Madam Ye said, her voice filled with worry. "I have only one wish now: I hope Lin Xuan doesn’t run into these prodigies. Otherwise, with his boastful nature, if he angers them, I’m afraid he’ll suffer a miserable fate."
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