Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

But this was an opportunity.

In the Martial Arts Competition, Profound Spirit Treasures were forbidden; the two sides would compete with their true strength.

Even if he couldn’t kill Ling Fei, he could still go all out and cripple him.

That way, not only would he have his revenge, but the Lingyun Sect would also lose a genius of Alchemy.

One could say he was determined to win this battle.

"Furious Dragon Emerges from the Sea!" With these low words, Zheng Zelong made his move.

SWOOSH!

He leaped into the air, spear in hand, and thrust toward Ling Fei.

In an instant, the spear’s shadow flashed as berserk Blood Qi coalesced, transforming into a Red-Scaled Fire Python that lunged at Ling Fei.

Following the fire python was the spear itself, imbued with furious Bloodline Power—a thrust of boundless, fierce, and violent Blood Qi carrying scorching Fire Flames.

The Fire Flames burned so intensely that the very Void seemed to twist.

Zheng Zelong’s strike combined a giant python of condensed Blood Qi, Fire Flames, and a shocking spear thrust. Its might was truly formidable.

A searing wave of heat swept out, causing the Cultivators below the stage to hold their breath.

"Can Ling the Pill Master withstand this spear thrust?" Many female disciples from the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers clenched their fists, their brows furrowed as they stared ahead, tense with worry.

At that moment, many people’s hearts were in their throats. Zheng Zelong’s spear thrust was simply too powerful; the shockwave of Blood Qi made the Void itself tremble.

But just as everyone was worrying about Ling Fei, he made his move.

"Let me show you what ’Furious Dragon Emerges from the Sea’ truly means!" a low voice came from Ling Fei’s lips.

Then, the crowd saw Ling Fei take a large step forward.

SWISH!

With a flick of the Long Sword in his hand, he slashed forward.

As the Long Sword fell, dense Pill Essence transformed into a Sword River that poured down.

The Sword River was majestic, descending like a great river. Wherever it passed, the momentum of the searing torrent of fire before it actually weakened.

At the same time, a Cold Qi spread out, dispelling the scorching heat on the stage. As the Sword River descended, it looked as if it would drown the fire python.

But the fire python was strong. It charged forward, making the Void tremble. Its immense Power caused the Sword River to shudder, sending ripples across its surface.

ROAR!

Just then, True Dragon Qi stirred within the Sword River and condensed into a Sword Dragon. It burst directly out of the Sword River and lunged at the Red-Scaled Python ahead.

Viewed from a distance, it truly looked as if a furious dragon had burst forth from Ling Fei’s Sword River, kicking up waves in the air as it went.

"A move like that is truly worthy of the name ’Furious Dragon Emerges from the Sea’!" some Cultivators in the audience murmured.

At that very moment, Ling Fei’s Sword Dragon crashed into Zheng Zelong’s giant python.

BANG!

The instant they clashed, a heaven-shaking sound erupted. Flames burst forth, and that patch of the Void seemed to twist. Terrifying shockwaves surged like overlapping tides, and a blinding light engulfed both Ling Fei and Zheng Zelong.

But in that same instant, the crowd saw the fire python made of Blood Qi disintegrate. Then, as Zheng Zelong’s spear clashed with the Sword Dragon, his wrist trembled. He felt his bones break, and his spear fell to the ground.

BAM!

Then, the Sword Dragon pressed its advantage, rampaging forward and slamming into his body.

WHOOSH!

Zheng Zelong was sent flying backward like a kite with a snapped string.

THUD!

The next moment, the crowd saw Zheng Zelong crash onto the tournament stage, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.

It was only because he had condensed his Red Python Bloodline, covering his body in scales, that he withstood the impact of the Dragon Qi. Otherwise, that single sword strike would have been enough to take his life.

Even so, he was covered in wounds and dripping with blood. Countless meridians and bones inside his body had been shattered.

PHEW!

As Zheng Zelong hit the ground, the aftershocks on the tournament stage gradually subsided.

When the light faded, Ling Fei was revealed, standing proudly with his Long Sword in hand.

"If this is the extent of your strength, you’re still a long way from getting revenge," Ling Fei said coolly, looking down at the blood-spitting Zheng Zelong.

"You... How can you be so strong?" Zheng Zelong struggled to calm the roiling energy within him. He slowly raised his head and looked up at Ling Fei.

His eyes were filled with utter disbelief.

He had already used his Bloodline Power in that last attack!

An ordinary Cultivator would have been utterly unable to contend with such an assault.

He had been absolutely confident in himself, believing that among the geniuses in this tournament, only a select few could defeat him.

But now, Ling Fei had wounded him with a single move.

"You’re just too weak. Did you really think you could sweep through everyone at your level just by relying on a bloodline?" Ling Fei said coldly.

"This..." Zheng Zelong was speechless. ’I’m too weak?’

He was the number one expert of the younger generation in the Dongze Sect!

How many people in this generation would dare call him weak?

Yet, faced with Ling Fei’s words, he had no rebuttal. The injuries inside his body told him that he was, in fact, very weak.

At this, the people below the stage were all stunned.

"Zheng... Zheng Zelong was sent flying?"

"He looks badly injured!" Many people were taken aback.

And Zheng Zelong was indeed badly injured—he still hadn’t gotten back up!

This scene was completely beyond everyone’s imagination.

Just a moment ago, they had all been worried about Ling Fei!

"Ling the Pill Master won?" The female disciples of the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, however, were ecstatic. Their anxious hearts could finally rest.

Zheng Zelong’s attack just now had been truly immense.

The spreading torrent of fire had made even the spectators’ faces sting, as if they were about to be burned.

Yet such a powerful attack had been instantly crushed by Ling Fei.

Thinking back on it now, it still felt dreamlike and unreal to the crowd.

"A mere Red-Scaled Python Bloodline daring to contend with a True Dragon Bloodline. What a joke," Lian Shuang, however, remarked with an indifferent expression from a neighboring stage.

Having fought Ling Fei once before, she knew the true depths of his strength.

"Zheng Zelong lost!" The other geniuses, however, were utterly shocked.

Most of the geniuses from the various Sects of the Southern Wilderness believed that Ling Fei had merely learned the Great Tang Empire’s True Dragon Technique and didn’t actually possess the True Dragon Bloodline.

Therefore, they hadn’t paid him much mind.

Even though Ling Fei had made it into the top one hundred, the opponents he had defeated before were just ordinary geniuses.

It was only now, after seeing Ling Fei defeat Zheng Zelong, that they realized his formidable strength.

’Defeating an enemy in one move... Is this guy’s own strength really that terrifying?’ Beichen Feng’s gaze sharpened; he felt more and more that Ling Fei was unfathomable.

"I never thought Ling the Pill Master would be so ferocious. It looks like he has a real shot at the top ten." The people in the crowd were all moved.

"He’s a prodigy," Vice Sect Leader Jiang murmured.

How many people present could have defeated Zheng Zelong so easily?

One could only imagine how terrifying Ling Fei’s strength truly was.

"We underestimated his strength!"

"I wonder how he compares to people like Yuan Kong and Beiming Shang."

The Sect Leaders of the various Sects had looks of anticipation in their eyes.

At this moment, the elders from all the major Sects couldn’t help but see Ling Fei in a new, higher light.

In that instant, in the eyes of the crowd, Ling Fei had ascended to an entirely new level.