Long Ziyang’s swift and decisive defeat of Long Zisong left the Long Family direct descendants stunned.
Of course.
Direct descendants with formidable strength like Long Zishan didn’t take it to heart. After all, if they went on stage themselves, they could similarly instant-kill a second or third-rank Martial Master.
Yet undeniably.
Long Ziyang, who had only been gone for a year, being able to achieve this level showed he had grown considerably.
Long Potian’s face remained expressionless, but his heart bloomed with joy.
A year ago, his son had been abused in various ways by direct descendants at Aperture Opening seventh or eighth stage during the competition.
In such a short time, he could now abuse an Initial-grade level Martial Master—this growth speed was completely earth-shattering!
Don’t rush.
The Long Family Head’s happiness was still to come.
Because as the strongest group’s competition continued, as Long Ziyang consecutively went on stage, whether his opponents were third-rank or fourth-rank, they were all completely sent flying.
Overwhelmingly strong without any reason!
Having cultivated at the sect for so long, he was originally already very strong.
And then after taking the Aptitude Transformation Liquid, his spirit root improved to extreme-grade. Don’t we have some idea in our hearts whether he’s strong or not?
“Thud!”
In the fourth battle, a Long Family direct descendant who was a fifth-rank Martial Master fell on all fours outside the martial arts arena.
The Long Family direct descendants were so shocked they couldn’t recover for a long time.
Another instant kill!
This guy was too strong!
Long Zishan, who had initially been able to laugh, now had a grave expression on his face.
Although the cousin who had been knocked down was somewhat weak in strength, his spirit root aptitude was not weak at all. Even if he replaced him himself, he might not be able to defeat him so cleanly and neatly!
“Sigh.”
Standing on the stage, Long Ziyang shook his head and said, “Not a single one who can fight.”
Jun Changxiao was all smiles.
When a disciple showed off on stage, as the Sect Leader he naturally felt extremely proud.
The Long Family direct descendants’ faces looked worse than one another.
The guy they used to bully had suddenly become so awesome—it was truly unacceptable.
Long Potian was now feeling absolutely fantastic.
His son had fought four matches, from second-rank all the way to fifth-rank, all quick battles and quick victories. This could only mean his strength was extremely formidable!
Long Potian looked toward Jun Changxiao, his gaze revealing even richer admiration.
In just a year’s time, cultivating my son to be this fierce—this Sect Leader must have genuine skill!
The Long Family elders began to ponder.
Long Ziyang, this type of seemingly very ordinary direct descendant within the family, had been guided and instructed by him to become this formidable. If the outstanding ones among the direct descendants went, wouldn’t they soar to the heavens?
Whether they’d soar to the heavens was hard to say.
But given how the Long Family direct descendants had previously humiliated and mocked Long Ziyang, wanting to join the Tiegu Sect, they probably had no chance whatsoever.
…
The strongest group competition was still continuing, but the atmosphere had changed.
At the beginning, many Long Family direct descendants hoped to be matched with Long Ziyang, then ruthlessly trample him. Now they secretly prayed not to encounter this guy.
Some things are destined by heaven and difficult to avoid.
In the round of sixteen to eight stage, the number plate Long Zishan drew happened to match with Long Ziyang, so the two would compete for a spot in the top eight.
“The good show is here.” Su Xiaomo grinned.
Before the competition started, Long Zishan had mockingly ridiculed junior brother with snide remarks. She had wanted to kick him right then. Now that they met so early, it was quite a good thing.
Li Qingyang said, “This person has at least eighth-rank Martial Master cultivation. Brother Long shouldn’t win too easily.”
Jun Changxiao leaned back in his chair, folded his arms, looked at Long Ziyang who was going on stage, and transmitted his voice: “Ziyang, this battle is what will prove yourself.”
“Step.”
Long Ziyang strode onto the stage and said, “Sect Leader, this disciple will use his strength to tell Father, to tell everyone in the Long Family, that this stage belongs to me, Long Ziyang, belongs to the Iron Bones Clanging Sect!”
His spine was ramrod straight, emanating an aura of clanging iron bones!
When the evil sect attacked, Long Ziyang hadn’t fought.
Because his strength was far inferior to Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and the others.
However, watching his senior brothers defeat opponents one after another, he below the stage was deeply moved.
Although the family competition represented himself, behind him were the Sect Leader and senior brothers defending the sect’s honor.
This battle.
No matter what, he absolutely couldn’t lose!
“Whoosh!”
In an instant, a powerful aura erupted from Long Ziyang’s entire body, his eyes flashing with rich battle intent.
“Sect Leader, senior brothers and sisters.”
He tightly clenched his fists and said loudly through voice transmission: “The undefeated record on the life-and-death platform—today I, Long Ziyang, will continue it!”
Jun Changxiao was speechless.
Bullying a group of small Martial Masters, why be so passionate?
Long Zishan, who had just walked onto the stage, immediately furrowed his brows and thought to himself, “Just how strong is this kid!”
From initial mockery to current caution was enough to show that this cousin of his was no longer the cousin of the past!
“Begin!” The Long Family elder shouted again.
“Swish!”
Long Zishan executed Dragon Swimming Steps and struck first.
As an eighth-rank Martial Master, when executing the family’s movement technique, he was obviously much stronger than Long Zisong. With one step, afterimages were nearly dragging behind.
“Swish!”
As soon as Long Zishan moved, Long Ziyang also charged over using Cloud Soaring Steps. From the speed, he was clearly superior!
The Long Family’s Dragon Swimming Steps were superior-grade mid-tier.
High or not?
High!
However, compared to the Tiegu Sect’s Cloud Soaring Steps, it was still inferior.
Comparing speed, comparing who’s faster—you really can’t match up!
“Swish!”
Long Ziyang took a step forward, his fist carrying powerful spiritual energy suddenly sliced through the void and bombarded viciously.
Explosive Fist, Mortal-grade high-tier.
“So fast!”
Long Zishan was secretly shocked, but without hesitation raised his fist to bombard back, accompanied by a sound similar to a dragon’s roar.
Dragon Roar Fist, Medium-grade high-tier!
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Two loud explosions rang out almost simultaneously. Layers of qi waves formed by spiritual energy eruptions immediately spread across the martial arts arena.
In the battle zone.
Long Ziyang’s right fist bombarded Long Zishan’s chest.
Long Zishan’s fist likewise bombarded his chest.
Both maintained attacking postures.
Thud thud thud thud!
Long Zishan explosively retreated backward, then with a “wah” spat out a mouthful of blood.
Long Ziyang also retreated, but only one step, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth as he said, “Second Cousin, it’s been a year since we’ve seen each other. Your strength is only so-so.”
There was a gap in strength, yet he held the advantage.
Explosive Fist, victory!
“Swish!”
Long Potian, sitting in his chair, directly stood up, his eyes flashing with shock.
Just now when the two exchanged one move, the power his son erupted with had actually reached eighty thousand catties, completely not inferior to Long Zishan, this type of eighth-rank high-level Martial Master!
Could it be…
His hands trembled, unable to control himself as he said, “My son is a fifth-rank extreme-level Martial Master?!”
“Family Head Long.”
Jun Changxiao, sitting beside him, said, “Don’t get excited, don’t get excited. Please sit down and watch the battle.”
“…”
How could Long Potian sit down? He just stood there watching like that.
The Long Family elders were all dumbfounded. For Long Ziyang to erupt with such powerful force—they also found it difficult to calm their state of mind.
“Im… impossible…”
Long Zishan, who had been bombarded and vomited blood, had disbelief in his eyes.
From the aura that guy emanated, he was clearly only a fifth-rank Martial Master. Why was his power completely not weaker than his own!
“Swish!”
Long Ziyang charged over again, his right hand forming a palm as he shouted, “Mountain Splitting Palm!”
“Whoosh!”
Wild wind howled, qi waves scattered in all directions!
Long Zishan, seeing this, stepped to the side and roared, “Rampant Dragon Palm!”
“Whoosh whoosh!”
Boom—
Long Ziyang directly shattered the condensed Rampant Dragon Palm and with the back of his hand directly chopped at Long Zishan’s left shoulder.
The powerful force, like a flood, erupted!
“Wah!”
Long Zishan directly spat blood and flew out, his entire body airborne before heavily falling at the edge of the martial arts arena.
“This…”
The Long Family direct descendants were dumbstruck.
After two moves, Long Zishan, praised as one of the Long Family’s strongest direct descendants, was actually beaten into this miserable state!
Long Ziyang walked over step by step, stood before his injured and fallen Second Cousin, looking down at him in the posture of a strong person, and said expressionlessly, “Are your eyes opened now?”