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"Good, very good. We haven't even started our attack on Dragon City, and you come knocking on our door! Hehe, nowadays, Dragon City has lost almost all its affiliated states, leaving only one main city to defend. What difference is there between you and us, the Demon Clan? Do you still consider yourselves the rightful rulers of the world? How ridiculous!" The leader spoke in a hoarse voice, clearly agitated.
Zhang Mingyi chuckled lightly, "I don't care about such notions as legitimacy; I'm just an ordinary person who wants to protect my hometown. In that regard, we are not so different. If you weren't plotting to besiege Dragon City, I would prefer to coexist peacefully with you."
"You lie! Your human race used schemes back then to steal the Dragon Heritage from our Serpent Demon Clan, which led to the rise of your entire race while ours declined! Our current siege against you is the righteous path, a fulfillment of the Heavenly Path!"
This statement came from a young girl in red, no more than seven or eight years old.
"...It seems you've been well-educated; such thoughts at such a young age," Zhang Mingyi said, somewhat astonished, shaking his head with a bitter smile.
"Not only Dragon City; once our Demon Clan conquers it, we will be able to practice the true Martial Arts of the Dragon Heritage and grow stronger day by day. Then we will march forth to conquer the entire Kyushu Islands! We will reclaim control of the world for our Demon Clan!"
The leader's eyes sparkled with excitement as he spoke.
Zhang Mingyi sighed, "It's easy to say such things. Every disciple of Dragon City practices the Dragon Heritage Martial Arts. But look at us now; we are left with only Dragon City to defend. The Heavenly Path is unpredictable; this world has already become the domain of humanity. Going against the tide is a futile effort."
"Hmph! The people of Dragon City have decayed and lost their ambition for supremacy! Once our Demon Clan breaks through your city, we will once again raise the totem of the True Dragon and illuminate the entire Kyushu Islands!"
Zhang Mingyi shook his head. "You are truly stubborn. However... reasoning like this can never be fully articulated; everyone has their own understanding. In the end, it comes down to whose fist is stronger... This fellow, do you dare to wager a fight with me?"
The leader waved his hand to stop his subordinates from intervening and said solemnly, "What is there to fear?! How shall we wager?"
"If I lose, we will submit to your disposal; you can kill or torture us as you wish. If you lose... I won't ask for anything material; I just want to ask you a few questions. How does that sound?" Zhang Mingyi replied with a light laugh.
"Very well! Let's do it!"
Before his words had faded, both figures moved simultaneously. Wang Long saw two flashes of light that culminated in two fists colliding fiercely together.
These two did not employ any Dragon Techniques but relied solely on their fundamental speed and strength in their clash.
Yet Wang Long seemed somewhat perplexed.
Zhang Mingyi had entered Dragon Hidden and was Zhang Tailai's elder brother; his cultivation was naturally superior even to Zhang Tailai's. However, in this duel, it appeared surprisingly simple as he didn't use any Dragon Techniques—what could be the reason?
No, that’s not right; Zhang Mingyi indeed used a Dragon Technique, but it was an extremely profound and subtle one!
Wang Long seemed to grasp a hint for a moment, but it was only vague. All he could see was a fierce fist, like iron and stone, appearing and disappearing mysteriously, transforming into nothingness.
"This is a high-level Dragon Technique, a simple Martial Art that can only be comprehended after reaching an extremely high realm. It's called 'Fist!'" Jiang Xue suddenly commented, a trace of astonishment flashing in her eyes.
Wang Long understood what she was surprised about. With Zhang Mingyi's skills and such profound Dragon Technique, how could one of the opponents' leaders fight him to this extent without falling behind? What level of cultivation did he possess?
The two figures grew larger and faster, their bodies seemingly dissolving completely. All that could be seen were fists continuously emerging from the void, bursting forth like fireworks, colliding violently with each other, mutually annihilating.
This scene appeared bizarre yet mysterious.
Suddenly, both of them let out a loud roar simultaneously, and the two masses of light transformed into an enormous fist that crashed together!
Boom!
A tremendous sound echoed, yet there was not the slightest ripple of air or residual force emanating from it. Even the dust and leaves on the ground remained undisturbed, indicating how precisely they controlled their power!
After the strike, both stood facing each other, revealing their forms.
Zhang Mingyi was somewhat surprised. "I didn't expect that among the demon clan, there would be someone who could comprehend such a profound Dragon Technique! You don't have the complete Dragon Heritage or Martial Arts, yet you have cultivated to this extent solely based on personal talent. I admire you!"
The leader wiped away a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "Don't speak condescendingly! You haven't seen the true power of my Serpent Demon Clan yet!"
Wang Long understood that although both had similar levels of understanding and cultivation in Dragon Technique, it was evident from the results that Zhang Mingyi's cultivation was deeper. The leader had already suffered some hidden losses.
"Dragon Arts, Thousand Serpent Vines!"
The leader suddenly shouted, and the entire forest seemed to come alive. The gnarled trees trembled slightly as countless thick vines coiled around them like thousands of Pythons, shooting out rapidly and crazily entangling Zhang Mingyi.
"He's taking advantage of the terrain!" Zhang Mingyi chuckled bitterly but showed no signs of panic on his face. He lightly tapped his fingers together, his expression sharpening as he whispered, "Dragon Arts, True Heart Ignition!"
With a thunderous sound, he seemed to ignite completely, instantly becoming a figure engulfed in flames. His hair and beard were ablaze, making him appear like a deity in the dim forest.
"This is similar to Thunderfire Sun; it refines one's Dragon Qi to burn at the surface. However, his control over Dragon Qi is more than a hundred times superior to mine; he can manipulate the range and speed of the flames at will. Truly worthy of Elder Longyin!" Wang Long thought silently.
Fire Overcomes Wood, the vines, resembling Python, which had originally shot towards Zhang Mingyi like blades, suddenly retreated, either veering off to create a path or retreating sharply, like a snake retracting its tongue.
Zhang Mingyi smiled, "It seems that while you occupy the terrain, I hold the advantage of attributes!"
The leader snorted coldly, "You're celebrating too early! Don't underestimate me!"
Suddenly, among the countless retracting vines, dozens of them surged forward again, shooting out as if made of iron and stone, slicing through the air with a hissing sound, directly targeting Zhang Mingyi.
Zhang Mingyi was taken aback and dodged sharply but was still struck by two vines on his shoulder, causing blood to spurt out, only to be immediately consumed by flames.
"What is this..."
"Hmph, this is the unique Iron Vine found in the dense forest! It can absorb metal from the soil to grow. Its vines are both tough and flexible, as sharp as arrows! Your flames may intimidate other vines, but against this Iron Vine, they are utterly useless!"
"Oh, vines as tough as iron? Truly a wondrous world... It seems I was careless!" Zhang Mingyi glanced at the wound on his shoulder and shook his head with a wry smile.
"The blood has turned black; there’s actually potent poison in these vines?!"
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