Though the Ancestral Long Fist was created by the Human King, after nearly a hundred thousand years, the technique had become severely incomplete.
What was once a peerless art was now merely a top-tier gold-grade technique, not even reaching jade-grade.
But such a technique’s power depended on who wielded it.
Today, Ling Xiao witnessed Ji Mingkong’s prowess.
With just one punch, using only a top-tier gold-grade technique, she instantly shattered Qin Bixue’s aggressive signature move.
The terrifying blood-red blade energy broke apart one wave after another, as if meeting the world’s most formidable resistance, unable to advance an inch.
A glint of surprise flashed in Ling Xiao’s eyes, though he disliked the Holy Son, he had to admit her strength was top-notch.
It wasn’t just her cultivation, her mastery of martial techniques was almost divine.
Her Ancestral Long Fist had clearly reached the “transcendent” level, its power no less than an entry-level jade-grade technique.
Moreover, with the aid of the Nature Dragon Soul, her strength seemed inexhaustible, Qin Bixue was like a challenger trying to breach a raging sea.
No matter how strong the challenger, they couldn’t overcome the sea’s might.
“Blood Blade Scripture: Battle Across Eight Directions!”
Since Slaughter All Directions failed, Qin Bixue switched to Battle Across Eight Directions!
His move was countered, but his confidence remained unshaken, facing a formidable opponent only fueled his competitive spirit.
All his Heavenly Origin Power gathered into the blood blade, one slash producing eight blade shadows, each stronger than the last.
Young warriors near the platform paled instantly.
This move could stir a martial artist’s blood and qi, causing a nauseating surge, its terrifying power left young warriors psychologically shaken.
Ji Mingkong, who had been fighting with a smile, now slightly furrowed her brow.
But that was all.
She took a slow breath, the Nature Dragon Soul behind her let out a resonant roar, and she seemed to merge with it.
Then, a punch blasted out, transforming into a mighty divine dragon, as if to swallow Qin Bixue whole.
“Nature Dragon Fist!”
As its name suggested, the move was neither flashy nor complex, but its unleashed power was jaw-dropping.
In that instant, the entire platform’s space seemed absorbed into the punch.
Carrying the will of nature, it surged towards Qin Bixue.
Irresistible.
Unstoppable.
The void began to tear.
Space started to distort.
Most spectators could no longer see the platform clearly, especially Qin Bixue, enveloped by the Nature Dragon Fist.
Ji Mingkong stood there, never moving her feet.
Like a supreme ruler between heaven and earth, dominating all.
Even the Tianwang Sect’s master, Sikong Zun, and the Holy Emperor nodded approvingly from the stands.
“Though Mingkong is a woman, she has the bearing of an emperor, not quite as great as Yu Xuanyue, but still an absolute prodigy of this generation, I’m at ease passing the throne to her,” the Holy Emperor said, highly satisfied.
“Indeed, if Tianlong Academy and the Holy Dynasty unite, we’ll control not just the present but the future, the Holy Dynasty will only grow stronger, invincible!” Sikong Zun nodded slowly, “Anyone who opposes unification must die, the Holy Dynasty needs no dissenters!”
Boom!
At that moment, a loud crash came from the platform, and both looked up.
The platform’s protective array showed faint cracks, as if it could collapse any moment.
Qin Bixue lay flat on the ground, breathing heavily, his face entirely blood-red.
“Looks like the outcome’s decided, the Holy Son is just too strong, Qin Bixue, Ling Xiao, Long Chen, none can compare.”
“Truly worthy of the Holy Son, as she said, perhaps only Mo Wushang can pose a slight threat.”
“Nature Dragon Fist, a dragon’s fist, fitting her heritage.”
“But I admire Qin Bixue, forcing the Holy Son to use the Nature Dragon Fist, his strength is impressive.”
“Right, it’s not that Qin Bixue is weak, the Holy Son is just too strong, on a different level.”
“Hahaha, hahahaha, hahahahaha!”
Suddenly, when most thought the duel was over and Qin Bixue had lost, wild laughter erupted on the platform.
Qin Bixue stood abruptly.
His entire body glowed blood-red.
“I didn’t want to use this move, but to defeat you, I have no choice!
Blood Blade Scripture: Blood Thunder Frenzy!”
Qin Bixue’s voice rang out again.
In that instant, the entire platform turned blood-red.
“Quick, reinforce the protective array, or it’ll be dangerous!”
The head referee saw clearly, Qin Bixue’s move was immensely powerful, capable of shattering the already cracked barrier.
He shouted, leaping out with other referees to urgently reinforce the defensive array.
On the platform, the two fighters were unaffected by the outside.
Blood-red thunder raged.
Each bolt was a blood blade.
People say it can’t rain knives, but in that moment, within the platform’s space, it truly did, each blade terrifyingly lethal.
All the blood blades rushed at Ji Mingkong, their speed like shocking lightning bolts.
Oh!
Ji Mingkong showed a trace of surprise, clearly not expecting Qin Bixue to unleash such a powerful attack.
In that instant, her entire body was enveloped by blood blades and thunder, her situation unclear.
Boom!
Thunder roared continuously, cracks forming on the platform.
The barrier held, thanks to the referees’ efforts, but the scene was enough to leave the audience in awe.
“Qin Bixue has such a strong move, could the Holy Son lose?”
Many of the Holy Son’s loyal fans in the stands showed anxious expressions.
Their worry stemmed from seeing how terrifying Qin Bixue’s move was.
As Heavenly Human Realm warriors, they could tell Blood Thunder Frenzy could kill an ordinary first-tier Heavenly Human Realm warrior.
Not a genius warrior, of course.
But Ji Mingkong was only a Heavenly Vein warrior, not yet in the Heavenly Human Realm, didn’t that mean she was doomed?
