“Clang!”
A metallic clash erupted, sparks flying as their forces met evenly.
Wang Long’s face flickered with surprise. His combat experience in the academy was vast, yet he swung his golden blade again without hesitation.
Lin Xiao twirled his iron staff, meeting Wang Long head-on. He wanted to test his new Heavenly Martial Seventh Layer strength.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Metal rang incessantly, sparks blooming. Their battle raged, each collision like mountains smashing together, the air trembling around them.
They were deadlocked!
“How’s this possible? Wang Long’s known for his brute strength—how’s this guy matching him?” The lean youth watching gaped in disbelief. He’d expected Wang Long to crush this kid in a move or two.
But this少年 was a nightmare—unreasonably tough. Wang Long led Dragon Tiger Gate, a name in the outer court, while this nobody, radiating just Seventh Layer aura, held his own.
Where’d he come from?
He’d picked a fight over a chamber and hit a wall?
Lin Xiao fought to spar, but Wang Long, unwilling to lose to a Seventh Layer, battled for half an incense stick’s time.
Wang Long soon realized this kid’s stamina seemed endless, his power unwavering from the start.
Meanwhile, Wang Long’s hands numbed, his strength waning. If this kept up, he’d burn out first and fall.
“Mad Dragon Slash!” With a roar, he stopped relying on raw force. Vitality surged into his golden blade, unleashing a devastating technique.
“Running out of steam?” Lin Xiao smirked, swinging his staff with Mountain Collapse.
Wang Long’s resilience surprised him—his Seventh Layer power was already immense, yet Wang Long endured it. His raw strength was formidable.
Clang!
Another earth-shaking clash, sparks flying. The wild force pushed both back several steps.
Furious, Wang Long charged again, bellowing, “Fury Dragon Smash!”
His blade crashed down.
“Wild Intent!” Lin Xiao exhaled, a barrier of savage energy cloaking his staff. Mountain Collapse, boosted by wild intent, surged with greater might.
This time, after the clash, only Wang Long staggered back. Lin Xiao stood firm.
“How’s he so strong?!” Wang Long’s brow furrowed. He’d thrown everything in, yet this kid’s moves kept escalating.
“I don’t believe you’ve got more up your sleeve—this time, you’re done!蛟龙 Anomaly!”
Gripping his blade with both hands, he raised it skyward. Radiant gold light burst forth.
“Roar!”
A dragon’s cry echoed as a蛟龙 phantom materialized behind him, deep玄色 light flaring from his dantian.
The蛟龙 glared at Lin Xiao, menacing and alive, the air quaking under its presence.
“High-tier Mysterious蛟龙 Anomaly?” Lin Xiao’s eyes widened. With dragon blood, a strong蛟龙 could ascend to true dragonhood. This high-tier anomaly was rare and potent—Wang Long’s talent was exceptional.
For the fortieth-ranked Dragon Tiger Gate’s leader to wield this, Shengyuan’s genius pool ran deep.
“Great Dragon Gold Blade!” Wang Long roared, his blade gleaming. A golden dragon erupted, its deafening roar unleashing terrifying waves.
Lin Xiao was ready. Staff in both hands, wild intent flared. A brilliant black aura shot from the staff, stretching upward like a solid beam, radiating dread power.
Simultaneously, his dantian churned, vitality peaking. A faint earthy glow sparked, and a massive blood-red divine dragon phantom rose behind him—ancient, domineering, its aura shaking the heavens.
“What?!” Wang Long’s face paled. His蛟龙 was impressive, but this was a true divine dragon anomaly—Earth-tier?
“Earth-tier Divine Dragon Anomaly!” The lean youth collapsed, stunned by the overwhelming sight.
“Earth Rift!” Lin Xiao shouted, the black beam crashing down like a mountain, splitting the void. A sky-rending dragon roar thundered.
“Golden Dragon Ascend!” Wang Long countered, his golden dragon surging upward.
Boom!
A deafening blast—gold shattered into waves. The crushing force slammed Wang Long, cracking the ground. Blood sprayed as he flew back.
The lean youth’s face twisted in horror. He summoned vitality to shield himself, but the monstrous backlash flipped him despite his efforts.
Such terrifying power.
He’d never imagined this random sixteen-year-old he’d provoked could crush even Wang Long.
“Earth-tier beginner Divine Dragon Anomaly—I misjudged him. No wonder he endured four array activations his first time,” Elder Lei murmured from the palace, gazing out.
The commotion drew a dozen nearby disciples to the scene.
As dust settled, revealing Wang Long sprawled on the ground, gasps erupted.
“Isn’t that Wang Long? He fought that少年—and lost?”
“I heard a dragon roar—Wang Long used his蛟龙 Anomaly and still fell. That少年’s unreal!”
“He’s new—who is he?”
Their voices reached Wang Long. Pride forgotten, his face contorted in shock. Wiping blood, he stood, activating a secret technique. Golden light flared, and he bolted opposite Lin Xiao like lightning.
“Uh…” Lin Xiao blinked, stunned. Wang Long’s escape was as top-notch as his fighting.
He’d planned to loot him, but pursuit was now futile.
His gaze shifted to the lean youth.
