Ling Tian Sword God

The contest continued.

After a ten-minute break, the third battle of the group began.

Ling Chen against Baili Xuance.

"Heh heh, you! I knew you were no ordinary character back on the Great Snow Mountain. Indeed, you are a formidable opponent," said Baili Xuance.

Baili Xuance looked at Ling Chen and chuckled. Losing to Xue Wu Ya did not disappoint him. After all, he came here to fight with these martial arts geniuses. The more opponents and the stronger they were, the happier he was. As for who won, he wasn't too concerned.

"My sentiments exactly," replied Ling Chen with a slight smile.

"Then let's get started! Stampede of Myriad Beasts!"

In Baili Xuance's eyes, Ling Chen, apart from Young Master Ye, was the most understated of the young generation. Even in his battle with Xue Wu Ya, he had not taken it as seriously as he did now. In the next moment, he bent his body, his internal strength fully exploding. True Qi surged upwards as he relentlessly punched towards Ling Chen. One fist was like a wolf, another like a tiger; their interplay was as if depicting a stampede of myriad beasts.

SWOOSH!

Not in a hurry to draw his sword, a torrent of azure, violent power surged up within Ling Chen as well. That was the power of the Yin Dragon's Lifeblood; azure light converged upon Ling Chen's fists. It whipped up a gale on the stage, and a dragon's roar abruptly rang out.

BANG!

Their fists collided. Instantly, the stage beneath Baili Xuance and Ling Chen practically split open, revealing fine fissures.

Almost in the instant after impact, they both separated and shot backward.

"Not drawing your sword? You want to rely on your body and fists to match me?" Baili Xuance's lips curled into a smile.

"Why not?" Ling Chen replied with a faint smile.

"You'll change your mind soon. Mad Beast Tyrant Body!"

Baili Xuance bellowed. His raging True Qi became intensely converged, clinging to the surface of his skin like a thin, azure-black film of light.

Pushing his True Qi to the limit, Baili Xuance's eyes widened, his gaze sharp. He launched an even more powerful fist at Ling Chen, the beast-shaped Air Energy baring fangs and claws.

"Dragon Beast Fist!"

Ling Chen pushed the power of his dragon blood to the extreme. His True Qi seemed to condense into a Blue Dragon coiling around his arm as he unleashed a fierce strike.

BOOM!

Another violent collision of Fist Strength occurred. The entire stage trembled. A violent gale ripped up the floor tiles around them, sending them flying everywhere.

For a moment, the stage was filled with dancing dragons and beasts, their roars shaking the heavens and the earth.

BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

The two closed in, engaging in fierce close combat. Fists imbued with ferocious power rained down on Ling Chen and Baili Xuance, producing deafening impacts.

If it were an ordinary person, even one of those many blows would likely have shattered their bones and beaten them into a bloody pulp.

The younger generation members below the stage were already dumbfounded.

"Are these two really human? It feels like two Exotic Beasts tearing each other apart."

"Too overbearing! This kind of power isn't on the same level as ordinary people. Even as an observer, it scares the hell out of me."

On the stage, this furious exchange of blows lasted for more than thirty moves before the ferocious force emanating from both of them began to show signs of weakening.

"Thrilling! Ling Chen, you truly are a monster! My, Baili Xuance's, true opponent!" Baili Xuance exclaimed. He felt every pore on his body open up, an extremely pleasant sensation. This was a feeling one only experienced when meeting a worthy opponent, akin to rivals in a chess match who cherished each other's skill.

Even Xue Wu Ya, who had defeated him in the previous match, hadn't made him feel this way.

"Then bring out your full strength. I'm not done yet!"

Ling Chen was equally exhilarated, like a beast freed from its Shackles. Even without Swordsmanship, he could still relish the thrill of battle.

"You haven't had enough, but I have! Let's settle this with this one punch!"

The Fist Strength was potent enough to churn blood to pieces. Baili Xuance slapped the light curtain with his left hand and, using the immense repulsive force, shot out, unleashing a terrifyingly abnormal Dragon-shaped energy into the air. The Dragon-shaped energy roared towards the sky, its massive head seemingly large enough to devour a small house. The surrounding air, under immense pressure, rippled like surging water, creating monstrous waves and allowing the Dragon-shaped energy to roam freely.

"As you wish!"

Ling Chen's aura sank. The dragon blood within him seemed to boil, transforming into immense fist power that converged at his fist. Streaks of azure-black Dragon Scales emerged from the front of his fist. In the next moment, Ling Chen's figure became ethereal. He flashed to a weak point in the incoming attack's trajectory and suddenly threw a punch. Instantly, a Blue Dragon howled, soaring straight to the Ninefold Heavens!

At this very moment, under the shocked gazes of many, the speed of the two figures seemed to slow down, frame by frame, before they finally collided violently.

At the moment of impact, several streams of Air Energy transformed into dragons, spreading out and gouging four thick cracks into the battle stage.

In mid-air, the two seemed to freeze. The True Qi from each of them formed a semicircle in front of themselves, resulting in a standoff.

Their clash was a stalemate!

"HA!"

Baili Xuance's black hair flew wildly as he suddenly let out a thunderous shout. His power seemed to surge, his momentum beginning to overpower Ling Chen.

"This is bad! Ling Chen can't hold on much longer!" Shangguan Qiushui and Xiao Muyu covered their mouths, their hearts in their throats, unable to stop worrying for Ling Chen.

"Not necessarily," Nie Wu Xiang shook his head, a sharp glint in his eyes.

KREEE...

On the battle stage, the air around Ling Chen emitted groaning sounds, as if unable to bear the immense pressure.

"Fall before me!" Baili Xuance roared, intending to completely suppress Ling Chen.

At this critical juncture, an astonishingly imposing aura erupted from Ling Chen. His aura underwent a qualitative transformation, and his strength suddenly skyrocketed.

In that instant, Ling Chen activated the Ancient Saint King Battle Technique, elevating his aura to the level of a Grand Master!

BOOM!

The next moment, an azure-black dragon shadow also suddenly shot out from the front of Ling Chen's fist, its majestic power fiercely slamming into Baili Xuance.

PSCHT!

The True Qi semicircle in front of Baili Xuance shattered, sending him flying backward as he sprayed out a mouthful of fresh blood.

His body off balance, Baili Xuance frantically circulated his True Qi, trying to stabilize himself.

However, Ling Chen, like a shadowy figure, was already right in front of him. His index and middle fingers came together, a sharp sword qi condensing at their tips. In one move, he pierced Baili Xuance's True Qi shield and tapped him on the chest.

Ling Chen's finger strike didn't inflict much damage on Baili Xuance, but it shattered his balance, sending him flying backward once more.

Without pressing his advantage, Ling Chen, still in the air, landed lightly on the stage, his robes fluttering.