Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

Chapter 924: Chapter 925: Strongest vs. Strongest! (3 Updates)

Bang!

Fist to fist, a collision of strength, two figures each retreated a few steps.

Xuanyuan Pozhen looked solemn, staring at Ling Feng, he said in a deep voice, “It seems you didn’t use your full strength in the battle with Yaan Jinghong!”

“He wasn’t qualified to make me use my full strength.”

Ling Feng held the Ten Directions Annihilation horizontally in front of him, his gaze also cautiously locked onto the figure of Xuanyuan Pozhen.

This person’s strength was truly terrifying.

Ling Feng could feel that he was far from using his true power.

“You are indeed an interesting opponent. If not for meeting you under these circumstances, I might even wish to become friends with you.”

The aura around Xuanyuan Pozhen steadily rose, “However, you have your belief in certain victory, and I will never allow the undefeated legend of the Royal Sword Team to end at my hands!”

“So, one of us must fall here!”

Ling Feng stood with hands behind his back, silently channeling the True Qi within. The previous battle was merely probing each other, and what came next was the true slaughter!

“Very well, I appreciate a straightforward opponent like you!”

The golden Great Sword in Xuanyuan Pozhen’s hand shone brightly, with streams of golden light circulating around him, gradually condensing into a dazzling giant sword behind him.

“The Golden Edge Mysterious Sword is my Primordial Soul, a gold attribute sword’s Primordial Soul. From now on, I will not hold back.”

With a sweep of the sword in Xuanyuan Pozhen’s hand, under the boost of the Primordial Soul, his Sword Qi became even more violent and fierce.

Ling Feng took a deep breath. The Primordial Soul of an attribute sword is an extraordinarily outstanding Primordial Soul, especially for a Swordman who specializes in Sword Dao, possessing an attribute sword’s Primordial Soul can basically establish a kingly position in Sword Dao.

A strong sharp energy burst forth, and Ling Feng’s cheek was scratched by the sharp Sword Qi, leaving a blood mark.

“Sword Intent!”

Ling Feng’s eyes focused. Xuanyuan Pozhen could be said to be the highest-level Sword Dao opponent among his contemporaries he had encountered, and his Sword Intent had already reached the level of Small Perfection.

Even he himself, in the Four Spirits Sealing God Stele, had only reached the level of Dual Sword Intent Perfection by tempering his Sword Intent with the Evil Spirit.

Of course, his Reincarnation Sword Intent and Slaughter Sword Intent were both rare and difficult to enhance, making their improvement thousands of times harder than ordinary Sword Intents.

“Good!”

Ling Feng slowly drew the Ten Directions Annihilation. Facing such a powerful opponent, even his body started to tremble excitedly, and on the stage, two crisp sword hums resounded simultaneously, one high-pitched, the other melodious, with forms of Jiao Long appearing and dispersing around them, their aura reaching the sky.

This was a clash between the strongest of the Sky Peak Sword Team and the strongest of the Royal Sword Team.

Strongest versus the strongest!

Everyone could feel it, their battle was only truly beginning!

Below the stage, clear-cut cheers and applause erupted continuously, the sound waves like thunder, erupting in the entire area of Heavenly Might Square like a volcanic explosion.

“Hmph, Ling Feng, in the hands of Xuanyuan Pozhen, you have no chance!”

The Fourth Prince’s face returned to its initial calmness and smugness. Indeed, although the strength shown by the Sky Peak Sword Team repeatedly surprised him, so what?

As long as Xuanyuan Pozhen defeats Ling Feng, the remaining opponents are nothing, easily swept away with a wave.

He hadn’t even acted from the beginning!

“Come, show me the full extent of your strength!”

With a roar, Xuanyuan Pozhen was surrounded by golden light, and the terrifying Evil Energy on the golden Great Sword burst forth, pointing diagonally at the ground.

Vaguely, the audience seemed to see the figure of the Evil King, clad in a Python Robe and wearing a Crown, emerging around Xuanyuan Pozhen, seeming ready to spill blood across a thousand miles with a mere gesture.

“This sword is called the Evil-shocking Sword, an Evil Path sword artifact, but it is tamed by me!”

Xuanyuan Pozhen squinted, the sword in his hand humming with his inner excitement.

Ling Feng tightly grasped the Ten Directions Annihilation, feeling the suffocating strong presence emanating from Xuanyuan Pozhen, his heart inevitably shocked.

“Sky-breaking Transformation!”

Ling Feng took a deep breath, his figure rising yet another level, unexpectedly executing the fourth transformation of the Eight Desolate Four Transformations, Sky-breaking Transformation.

After refining this fourth transformation, the first level of the Eight Desolate Body Forging Technique was truly perfected. Reaching this level, a punch had the might to shatter the Sky Dome!

“Interesting! But it’s still not enough!”

Xuanyuan Pozhen didn’t rush to make a move, as if waiting for Ling Feng to display all his strength.

“As you wish!”

Ling Feng smiled faintly, and his aura started to rise continuously, meridian gates opening one after another, releasing an overwhelmingly terrifying aura.

“One, two, three…”

The students from various universities widened their eyes, counting on their fingers carefully, until a horse-faced youth swallowed hard in disbelief, “Ninety-nine… Am I seeing things? Ninety-nine meridian gates!”

“I also counted over ninety, but how is this possible!”

“Is he still human? I heard the Innate Holy Body Yaan Jinghong only has eighty meridian gates, right?”

Oh my!

To know, a Martial Artist with over fifty meridian gates can be called a genius, yet Ling Feng reached ninety-nine meridian gates.

Of course, Ling Feng intentionally hid the one hundredth meridian gate, or else it might scare people senseless.

“Ninety-nine meridians!”

“Ninety-nine!”

For a moment, at the main referee’s seat, all those ministers and deans from the Four Great Universities were stunned, even Yue Zhonglian, usually unflappable, showed a look of disbelief, eyes wide open.

Since the founding of the Sky White Empire, has there been any prodigy with ninety-nine meridian gates?

No, not one!

Not to mention ninety-nine meridian gates, even a prodigy with ninety meridian gates has never appeared.

A talent of this level only existed in the Ancient Era, didn’t it?

“Ninety-nine meridians, a peerless genius!”

The Sky White Monarch couldn’t help but stand up from his seat, sighing inwardly. Why wasn’t such a prodigy born into the Royal Family?

“Han Yang, is this your grandson?”

The Empress Dowager tightly clenched her fists, the face of the only man who had ever moved her heart flashed in her mind, an unknown glint in her eyes, nobody knew what she was thinking.

“Damn it, damn it!”

Seeing the ninety-nine meridian gates opened by Ling Feng, like ninety-nine stars hanging high in the sky, Yaan Jinghong was so furious that every muscle in his body trembled.

All the glory that belonged to him was completely replaced by Ling Feng at this moment.

“Your opponent is me!”

Crack!

Another lightning bolt struck, as Lee Bufan’s killing move came charging.

“Get out of my way!”

Yaan Jinghong roared, under the drive of fury, his attacks became more aggressive and fierce, yet this irrational fighting style laid the groundwork for his defeat.

As he raged madly, signs of defeat gradually emerged.