The instant Long Ziyang swung his fist forward, all the Dragon Family elders present simultaneously stood up, their eyes filled with shock.
That momentum, that intensity.
Absolutely not weaker than the Dragon’s Roar Through Nine Heavens that Long Zixuan executed!
Long Potian’s expression suddenly froze, the muscles on his face becoming rigid!
My son only has Fifth Stage Martial Master cultivation, yet can actually burst forth with power not inferior to Long Zixuan’s. How terrifying is this!
Sitting beside him, Jun Changxiao’s face was completely calm.
Long Zixuan’s strength was very powerful—this point he couldn’t deny.
Among these disciples he’d brought, probably only Lu Qianqian and Ye Xingchen could battle with him.
However.
This didn’t mean Long Ziyang had no chance of reversal.
If he wanted to win this match, he could only rely on the Strength Increase Talisman he’d once given him.
With spiritual roots raised to Supreme-grade and cultivation raised to Fifth Stage Martial Master, Long Ziyang’s normal strength already approached eighty thousand. With two times strength increase, he could naturally make up for the realm gap with Long Zixuan.
Fight on.
My disciple!
Boom—
The Explosive Fist containing nearly two hundred thousand jin of force pounced like a fierce tiger onto the coalesced dragon beast, viciously tearing it apart!
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Long Zixuan’s form retreated explosively. On his face that had always remained expressionless, disbelief surfaced. The blood within his body boiled—he nearly couldn’t resist spewing it out.
Having one’s move broken by even stronger power would injure the internal body.
A few days ago, Jun Changxiao used Crimson Heaven Flame Slash to domineeringly break through Second Elder’s Dragon’s Roar Through Nine Heavens for this exact reason.
“Whoosh!”
Long Ziyang pressed his advantage relentlessly, rushing over with Cloud Traversing Steps.
His eyes flickered with towering battle intent. His entire person was like a rampaging fierce tiger!
“I slash!”
“I slash slash slash!”
Swish! Swish! Swish!
In an instant, crescent moon energy shapes trailing flowing light covered the sky and pressed down.
Dragon’s Roar Through Nine Heavens is strong?
Then today I’ll let you see what a true spiritual energy-type martial technique is!
If there were no arena limitations, Long Zixuan could definitely rely on Dragon Wandering Steps to avoid them all. But his current position was very narrow, so…
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The crescent moon-shaped flowing lights bombarded down like artillery shells.
Spiritual energy dispersed, forming swirling mist that permeated the entire martial arts arena!
“…”
The Dragon Family direct descendants watched dumbfounded.
This level of combat was absolutely stronger than the finals of the strongest group in previous years!
“Whoosh!”
Long Zixuan charged out from the mist. Spiritual energy erupted around his body as he once again executed Dragon Family martial techniques!
Dragon Wave Fist.
Dragon Form Palm!
Whatever he knew, he executed everything!
Long Ziyang relied on Iron Bone Sect martial arts to contend with him. The two instantly engaged in fierce combat on the martial arts arena—sometimes crossing paths, sometimes separating. The camera angles also constantly changed!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In a short time, they exchanged dozens of moves!
As the battle grew more intense, the spiritual power aura enveloping the martial arts arena became increasingly dense!
This battle.
Could truly be called exciting, could truly be called exhilarating!
“Bang!”
The two exchanged another move. Long Zixuan fell to a disadvantage, retreating several steps again, his expression growing increasingly grave.
Although he was proficient in many types of Dragon Family martial arts, Long Ziyang’s power was even stronger. Fighting this way, he would definitely be defeated!
“Whoosh!”
Long Zixuan raised his hand, biting down on his thumb.
“This…”
Long Potian and the Dragon Family elders saw this and immediately widened their eyes!
Long Ziyang’s expression became grave.
Although unable to cultivate Dragon Family martial arts, he also knew the Dragon Family had one strongest martial technique called Spirit Phantom Dominating Dragon Palm!
Had Eldest Cousin already comprehended this martial technique infinitely close to Saint-grade?
“Whoosh whoosh!”
Just at this moment, a majestic momentum surged around Long Zixuan’s body, instantly manifesting an existence similar to a dharma form.
“Phantom Soul?”
Jun Changxiao said in surprise.
The System said: “This isn’t a Phantom Soul. This is a profound spiritual energy-type illusion technique.”
“Whoosh whoosh!”
Long Zixuan’s aura continuously released. The dharma form that seemed both real and illusory grew larger and larger, finally reaching four or five meters tall, standing on the martial arts arena, emanating profound momentum!
“Spirit Phantom Dominating Dragon Palm!”
He roared angrily. The bitten thumb flowed with fresh blood, covering his entire palm. His body crouched, then fiercely slapped onto the stone slab.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
The dharma form manifested behind him raised its right hand, pressing toward Long Ziyang. The power violently rubbed against the air, instantly forming even denser mist!
“My heavens!”
“Eldest Cousin actually comprehended our Dragon Family’s strongest martial technique!”
The Dragon Family direct descendants cried out in alarm!
The Dragon Family elders were overjoyed.
Long Zixuan, just over twenty, comprehending Spirit Phantom Dominating Dragon Palm—this was definitely a huge surprise!
Long Potian’s brow furrowed tightly.
That palm pressing down—the power had already surged to three hundred thousand!
As martial technique levels continuously increased, the erupting might was unimaginable.
For instance, the high-grade Supreme Spirit Phantom Dominating Dragon Palm was already extremely powerful. Even Long Ziyang with surging power was considerably inferior before it.
Jun Changxiao thought silently: “Dragon Family martial techniques are truly numerous.”
Coming to the Dragon Family with Long Ziyang made him realize that although his disciples’ strength was acceptable, the sect lacked high-level martial techniques.
Explosive Fist and Mountain Opening Palm were fine at first.
But before high-level martial artists with numerous martial techniques, they were somewhat insufficient. In the end, they could only rely on strength amplification to perform basic attacks.
Basic attacks with critical hits—no problem.
The key was without them.
Therefore, he still needed to consider obtaining some high-level martial techniques that disciples could cultivate.
Actually, Iron Bone Sect wasn’t without impressive martial techniques—for instance, Crimson Heaven Flame Slash. But it had just been refreshed and hadn’t been equipped for disciples yet.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
The palm print whistled down like a mountain pressing from above!
When Long Zixuan executed his strongest martial technique, Long Ziyang could have dodged in advance, but he stood tall and unmoving.
You all mocked me for being unable to cultivate Dragon Family martial arts.
You all believed I was unworthy of being a Dragon Family direct descendant!
Today.
I will prove to you all that without Dragon Family martial arts, I can still cultivate other martial arts to contend with those who’ve learned the Dragon Family’s strongest martial techniques!
Whoosh whoosh—
The large hand pressed down like dark clouds bearing down!
Boom—
The ground violently shook. Stone slabs were instantly jolted upward!
All the Dragon Family people witnessing the entire process without exception widened their eyes, opened their mouths, their gazes full of disbelief!
Long Ziyang raised both palms to the sky, catching the descending large palm.
Above, flowing light swirled, enveloping his entire body, forming a defensive layer similar to a barrier!
Iron Bone Sect defensive martial technique—Seal Print Shield.
Long Zixuan’s complexion was extremely ugly, yet he raised his palm again, fiercely slapping the ground. The manifested dharma form retracted its large palm, then viciously pressed down again!
Boom—
The power pressed down. Stone slabs immediately shattered!
Long Ziyang, reinforced with Seal Print Shield, once again forcibly received the Spirit Phantom Dominating Dragon Palm weighing three hundred thousand jin.
Long Zixuan’s face flushed red. The blood within his body violently boiled.
“Ahhh!”
He shouted loudly, raising his hand to bombard the ground, striking three times in succession!
Whoosh whoosh!
The dharma form raised its large hand, similarly bombarding Long Ziyang three times. Under the power’s eruption, stone slabs within over ten meters around the martial arts arena were all shattered.
“Wah!”
Suddenly, Long Zixuan spewed a mouthful of blood. His face became extremely pale. Finally, he sat down hard on the ground.
The dharma form manifested behind him—as his mental state weakened, it immediately dissipated into nothingness.
“It’s over.” Jun Changxiao said.
Although Spirit Phantom Dominating Dragon Palm was very strong, forcibly executing it with Martial Master cultivation not only extremely consumed energy but also brought tremendous burden to oneself.
After five palm strikes, Long Zixuan was not only drained physically but even his meridians suffered varying degrees of backlash.
“Huff huff…”
He sat on the ground, head lowered, breathing weakly.
“Step.”
A pair of feet appeared in his field of vision.
Long Ziyang stood before the eldest cousin he’d once regarded as heaven, saying: “You’ve lost.”
Long Zixuan, who didn’t even have the strength to raise his head, struggled to squeeze out a bitter smile: “You… won…”
