The audience eagerly anticipated how Ling Xiao would tackle this challenge.
However, they were unaware that Ling Xiao could also fly, and it was true flight.
Though he wouldn’t need to use his “Golden Light Dragon Wings” against Liang Xiao, Ling Xiao intended to defeat him using Liang Xiao’s own specialty.
This would more effectively crush the Heavenly King Sect and the Heavenly Dragon Academy.
His conflicts with both were already deep, so he wouldn’t hold back in striking harder.
“Heavenly Feather Storm!”
Liang Xiao, unaware of Ling Xiao’s thoughts and not needing to know, could now easily unleash his ultimate move after merging with Feng Renjie’s power.
As his vague martial soul flickered behind him, the sky blazed with white light, feathers transforming into sharp blades shooting toward Ling Xiao.
Each feather could easily pierce a half-step Heavenly Venerable’s defence. Even a Heavenly Vein warrior would need to be cautious.
Yet with white feathers filling the sky, Ling Xiao had nowhere to dodge.
It truly felt like a terrifying storm sweeping in.
Boom!
Suddenly, black-golden flames erupted from Ling Xiao, a towering blaze rushing toward the feather storm.
The feather storm instantly turned into a fiery tempest.
But now, the fiery tempest targeted Liang Xiao.
“What!”
Startled, Liang Xiao hurriedly used his movement technique to evade.
Boom!
The raging fiery tempest crashed into the arena’s protective barrier, casting black-golden light, shaking the entire stage.
Sweat beaded on Liang Xiao’s forehead.
What was this? What was Ling Xiao’s martial soul that could unleash such terrifying flames?
In that moment, he felt as if he might be burned to ashes.
“I don’t believe I can’t beat you!”
“Feather of Annihilation!”
Compared to the Heavenly Feather Storm, the Feather of Annihilation was even more terrifying.
Countless feathers formed massive wings of death, enveloping a fearsome energy storm that surged toward Ling Xiao.
An aura of destruction!
An unstoppable explosion!
With this strike, any slight flaw or distraction from Ling Xiao would lead to severe injury.
“How will Ling Xiao counter?”
“Can he block it?”
Countless spectators raised questions.
Ling Xiao merely smiled, answering with his actions.
A golden light shot into the air.
It pierced through the densely woven wings of death, reaching Liang Xiao in an instant.
“Think you’re the only one who can fly?”
A mocking smile appeared on Ling Xiao’s face as he kicked Liang Xiao’s chest.
The kick, infused with the phenomena of thunder and lightning, shattered Liang Xiao’s protective true essence.
Liang Xiao, powerless to resist, crashed to the ground like a meteor.
“What happened? That kick seemed infused with both thunder and lightning phenomena, and what’s that behind him? Since when could a Mortal Realm warrior fly?”
Many in the stands leapt up excitedly.
Especially from the Heavenly King Sect, several elder-level warriors stood, exclaiming in shock.
Every time Ling Xiao faced a strong opponent, he revealed something new.
Soul secret arts.
Air swords.
Flight.
Thunder and lightning phenomena.
Each time, he showcased his terrifying strength.
“That’s not thunder and lightning phenomena.”
Sikong Zun shook his head: “Phenomena and will are different, both hard to master. He’s likely only borrowing part of thunder and lightning’s power, far from mastering their phenomena.
Even Heavenly Realm warriors rarely grasp phenomena.
Still, his power, though not true phenomena, rivals their destructiveness, likely from a special technique.
And he can fly? This kid must have had some extraordinary encounter.”
“Hmph, smug brat. Once he reveals all his trump cards, let’s see how he wins!” Sikong Xuan snorted.
“Like him or not, he’s a true prodigy. No wonder even Mingkong is wary of him. I thought it was overcaution, but now it seems not,” the Holy Emperor said, narrowing his eyes.
Ling Xiao’s victory over Liang Xiao didn’t surprise the two judges of Group Five.
But the process of the fight shocked them once again.
They were eager to know how long Ling Xiao’s winning streak would last and what would happen when he faced Mo Wushang or the Holy Son.
“So thrilling! I just want to watch Ling Xiao fight now. Every battle brings new surprises.”
“Exactly, this guy’s incredible. Every fight feels like his stage to shine.”
“Not just that, his identity adds to the excitement. An unknown defeating renowned experts, that feeling really thrills us spectators.”
The crowd nodded in agreement.
Among all the competitors, the Moonlight Sect was once the least notable, and Ling Xiao even less so.
Even Long Chen was more famous than him.
When Long Chen arrived in the Holy City, he made an impression by overpowering many prodigies, etching his name in their minds.
The rise of an underdog often captures attention, and Ling Xiao was just that.
With his versatile skills, he naturally drew much anticipation.
Liang Xiao climbed up from the ground, wiping blood from his mouth, his face deathly pale.
A bitter smile crossed his lips.
He had gained all of Feng Renjie’s power and his martial soul’s aid.
Yet their combined soul technique still lost to Ling Xiao.
“Sorry, brother, I lost.”
He sighed, looking at Feng Renjie approaching.
“It’s not your fault. He’s too strong. We underestimated him.”
Feng Renjie shook his head.
They thought their teamwork would defeat Ling Xiao, but reality showed Ling Xiao’s strength was far more terrifying than they imagined.
Ling Xiao retracted his Golden Light Dragon Wings, returned to his seat, and waited for the round to end.
His points were enough to advance, so he wouldn’t face the Holy Son or Mo Wushang in the second round.
Fine, he didn’t want to meet them too soon. The climax was best saved for last.
He displayed different fighting styles in these battles not to show off but to adapt to his current cultivation.
As a Heavenly Human Realm expert, he needed to refine his old techniques through combat, making adjustments, or they might fail in life-or-death battles.
