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Death Grip
"There is nothing in this world that I cannot bet on. I want to see what you intend to wager," Xing Chen said, staring intently at Bloodthirsty Deity.
"Then let me open your eyes today," Bloodthirsty Deity replied, suddenly unleashing a blinding Azure Light from his hand, while a massive pressure instantly spread out.
Xing Chen was very familiar with this pressure; it was the unique aura of a fragment of the Azure Dragon Divine Weapon. In other words, what Bloodthirsty Deity had brought out was a fragment of the Azure Dragon Divine Weapon.
When the Azure Dragon Divine Weapon shattered, it broke into hundreds of fragments scattered across the world, and its Purple Dragon Soul also disappeared. Including the fragment he had seen earlier at Snow Wind Island, this was already the third fragment of the Azure Dragon Divine Weapon that he had encountered.
"What is this thing? Such a powerful presence; even a Divine Rank treasure wouldn't have such might, would it?" Mo Feiyu murmured as he looked at the dazzling azure light of the Azure Dragon Divine Weapon fragment.
"Just a single fragment possesses such power; could it be a remnant of a Spirit-Level Divine Weapon after it shattered?" Ouyang Zhenhai said, equally astonished.
"This fragment seems to resemble the Phantom of the Divine Weapon that Junior Brother Xing Chen used back then. Could these two originally come from the same source? Is what Junior Brother Xing Chen controls also a fragment?" Xueqing knew more than others; after all, during their time at Lianyao Tower, he had witnessed Xing Chen use a fragment of the Azure Dragon Divine Weapon.
"It's just a fragment of a Divine Weapon, right? I have one here too. If I lose, I'll give you this fragment," Xing Chen said, feeling slightly shaken when he saw the fragment. He then took out another fragment but did not summon his Purple Dragon Soul.
"Good. I hope you won't go back on your word," Bloodthirsty Deity said, his eyes shining brightly. Although he hadn't fully investigated the origins of this Azure Dragon Divine Weapon fragment, its immense power was extraordinary. If he could obtain another similar fragment, his strength would surely soar again.
"Likewise, I hope you won't go back on your word either," Xing Chen said coldly as he looked at Bloodthirsty Deity.
"No more unnecessary talk. Feng Er, you must make me proud and defeat this person no matter what to avenge our previous humiliation. Do you understand?" Bloodthirsty Deity commanded.
"Master, don't worry. I will definitely take him down within ten moves!" Huang Feng replied confidently despite having been defeated by Xing Chen last time; his confidence remained unshaken.
"I'm just afraid you'll be crying afterward if you lose!" Xing Chen said as he leaped onto the Training Ground and then looked at Huang Feng. "Come up! Let me defeat you again so I can claim that Divine Weapon fragment from your master."
"I won't be provoked by you this time. I will definitely defeat you and avenge my previous shame," Huang Feng said, having learned from his past experience and not letting Xing Chen's words anger him.
"Whether or not you can avenge your shame will only be known after we fight," Xing Chen snorted coldly as an overwhelming aura surged from him.
"Sister, is Junior Brother really okay? He seems overly confident," Mo Feiyu said with a frown.
"Don't worry, Senior Brother. I'm well aware of Junior Brother Xing Chen's strength; dealing with this person is absolutely no problem unless he turns out to be as monstrous as Junior Brother Xing Chen. But that's impossible because having one such monster is enough; if there were several more, we wouldn't have any face left in our cultivation," Xueqing replied slowly.
"I also think Junior Brother can win, don't you, Second Senior Brother?" Xue Zhe looked at Ouyang Zhenhai and smiled.
"Yes, yes, yes, since Sister Xue thinks so, it must be right." Ouyang Zhenhai quickly nodded, but in his heart, he had little hope that Xing Chen could win.
"Take this! Blood Dragon Breaking Fist!"
After stepping onto the Training Ground, Huang Feng shouted loudly and suddenly threw a punch forward. Accompanied by a roar that echoed through the Nine Heavens, a Blood-colored Dragon Soul Phantom appeared on his fist.
At the same time, a powerful Dragon Might suddenly spread out into the surroundings.
"Still using the same few moves? It seems you are destined to fail again!" Xing Chen looked at Huang Feng using Blood Dragon Breaking Fist again and couldn't help but reveal a cold smile.
Last time he had withstood Huang Feng's Blood Dragon Breaking Fist with Cang Biyou, but now without the Fate Jade Pendant, he couldn't use it. With Ming Seven Styles, he could only rely on his own Martial Arts skills.
"Underworld King Fist!"
Xing Chen slightly closed his eyes, then his right arm trembled slightly. A dark golden light flashed across his fist as he suddenly punched towards Huang Feng.
Underworld King Fist is the ultimate technique of the Underworld God, and its power is naturally much greater than that of Blood Dragon Breaking Fist from Dragon Blood Palace.
The reason Xing Chen learned this divine fist was that last time the Underworld God's soul fragment was devoured by Hate Emperor. Hate Emperor searched through it and found a wealth of Martial Arts from the Underworld, especially some powerful Martial Arts of the Underworld God, which greatly helped Xing Chen.
"What kind of fist technique is this? It's so powerful; it seems even stronger than Blood Dragon Breaking Fist!"
"How is that possible? Blood Dragon Breaking Fist is one of the top ten supreme Martial Arts of my Dragon Blood Palace. This person must be using one of the other nine Martial Arts; its power cannot surpass Blood Dragon Breaking Fist."
"That may be true, but this punch is really impressive. Even if it doesn't surpass Blood Dragon Breaking Fist, it can definitely stand on equal footing with it."
The surrounding disciples were in heated discussion, and the disciples of Bloodthirsty Deity also looked astonished.
Blood Dragon Breaking Fist is a Supreme Divine-Level Martial Art with immense power. It is renowned throughout the entire sea region; aside from Ten Thousand Dragon Palace, there are very few Martial Arts that can surpass Blood Dragon Breaking Fist. Even if there are some, they can only match it.
Divine-Level Martial Arts are divided into five grades: low-grade, middle-grade, high-grade, supreme-grade, and super divine-grade. For Blood Dragon Breaking Fist to reach the level of Supreme Divine-Level Martial Arts is already quite remarkable.
Boom!
At that moment, the powerful attacks from both sides finally collided, and a thunderous roar echoed throughout the Training Ground. Dust flew everywhere, and explosions rang out continuously. Even the space around them seemed to slightly distort, as if it could be torn apart at any moment.
Bang!
Another loud sound erupted as Xing Chen and Huang Feng were both sent stumbling backward, retreating more than ten steps before they gradually came to a stop.
This strike turned out to be evenly matched, with neither side gaining an advantage. However, it was precisely this clash that greatly boosted the confidence of Mo Feiyu and the others in Xing Chen, believing he could win this match.
"True Dragon Finger!"
After stabilizing himself, Huang Feng wasted no time and instantly thrust his finger forward. This single point pierced through layers of vacuum and descended upon Xing Chen, as if it would kill him in the next moment.
"Hate Demon Finger!"
Xing Chen showed no fear and similarly thrust his finger forward. A torrent of Demonic Aura surged forth in an instant, its powerful force shaking the Cosmos and startling the earth. At the same time, a pitch-black Demonic Finger slowly emerged from the void, colliding with Huang Feng's finger that resembled a Divine Dragon's claw.
Boom! Boom! Boom!!!
A series of explosive sounds erupted as the sky was instantly shrouded by a black storm. A wave of destructive energy rapidly spread outwards, its immense power causing ripples throughout the entire space, as if even the heavens were about to collapse.
"Hate Demon Armor!"
In an instant, a pitch-black armor appeared on Xing Chen's body, and a tremendous demonic aura radiated from him, filling the surroundings with a heavy atmosphere.
"This is... Hate Demon Armor? This is the signature Martial Arts of Hate Emperor Palace. Could it be that my junior brother was once part of Hate Emperor Palace?" Mo Feiyu's expression changed slightly upon seeing Xing Chen donning the Hate Demon Armor.
"No, my junior brother is definitely not from Hate Emperor Palace; he just encountered some fortuitous events that allowed him to wield their ultimate techniques," Xueqing defended Xing Chen.
She had cultivated with Xing Chen before, during which their minds were completely open to each other, so she knew about some of his circumstances.
"Hate Emperor Palace's ultimate techniques? How interesting..." Bloodthirsty Deity was naturally familiar with the signature skills of Hate Emperor Palace as well; however, he showed no particular reaction and continued watching intently.
“Bloodthirsty Armor!”
At this moment, Huang Feng was also enveloped in a blood-red battle armor, which seemed to contain an endless Blood Sea, surging and roaring, exuding a menacing aura. The bloodiness was overwhelming; this was the signature ultimate skill of the Bloodthirsty lineage, Bloodthirsty Armor. Although its power was not as strong as Hate Demon Armor, it was still much stronger than ordinary defensive treasures.
“Hate Demon Sword!”
With a flip of Xing Chen's palm, a black long sword instantly materialized—Hate Demon Sword, the personal sword of the Hate Emperor. Although it was not yet a Spirit-Level Divine Weapon, it had reached the super Divine Rank, just one step away from Spirit Level.
“Demon Sword Slash Breaks the Ground! All Directions Return to Dust!”
A cold light flickered in Xing Chen's eyes as he suddenly slashed forward with his sword. Accompanying this strike, countless gods and demons descended; Hell Demon appeared one after another, and powerful demonic might surged from the sword, causing the heavens above to tremble slightly.
This strike was the most powerful sword technique that could be unleashed by the Hate Demon Sword. In the past, when the Hate Emperor executed this move, the land within hundreds of thousands of miles would crumble into dust. That immense power could truly break the ground, turning everything into ashes.
However, Xing Chen was still far from reaching that level. Firstly, his own realm was too low; secondly, the true Hate Demon Sword was not in his possession. Even if his cultivation were sufficient, he would not be able to unleash this move to its full potential.
Nevertheless, even if he could only exert one percent, one thousandth, or even one ten-thousandth of its true power at this moment, it was still incredibly terrifying. The immense force instantly tore apart space, obliterating everything within a radius of several hundred meters into dust.
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