Demon Dragon Mad God-Chapter 1100 - 748_2

"Vice Pavilion Master Qian, you’re being too polite. Let’s watch the battle! I’m very curious to see how far Lin Feng has come," Vice Pavilion Master Qian communicated.

"I’m also filled with anticipation, hoping he can give us a surprise!" Hua Taishan said.

Subsequently, Hua Taishan and Vice Pavilion Master Qian stopped chatting and focused on watching the battle.

"Brother Lin Feng, I have faith in you!"

Xi’er stood quietly under a large tree, her beautiful eyes unblinking as she watched Lin Feng, her expression extremely resolute.

She believed no one could stop Lin Feng’s steps, not Shangguan Hao, nor Zhan Luan.

Powerhouses of the Eastern Sea Flood Dragon Clan stood on the same mountain peak as other members of the Demon Clan.

The Devouring Dragon Emperor and Flood Dragon Crown Prince stood side by side, looking at Lin Feng, who was holding the Demon Sword over the lake surface.

"Teng’er, is he truly as extraordinary as you say?" the Devouring Dragon Emperor said softly.

"Uncle, whether he’s extraordinary or not, you’ll know with one look!" Long Teng, the Flood Dragon Crown Prince, chuckled lightly.

"Very well!"

The Devouring Dragon Emperor nodded slightly and said, "If he truly can defeat Zhan Luan, I’m not against helping him a bit!"

"I have confidence in him because his cultivation has increased!" Long Teng said, noting that during their time in the War Soul Realm, Lin Feng was only at the Fifth Layer of the Martial King Realm, but now he has reached the Sixth Layer.

Though for a Martial Emperor Realm expert, the difference between Fifth Layer and Sixth Layer of a Martial King is negligible.

However, for a powerful genius, even a single layer increase can make a huge difference.

"His cultivation is only at the Sixth Layer of the Martial King Realm. If he can defeat Zhan Luan with this cultivation, it would indeed be earth-shattering!"

The Devouring Dragon Emperor’s expression was solemn as he continued, "But this possibility is very low, extremely low!"

"We’ll know soon enough. Uncle, let’s wait and see!" Long Teng chuckled again, having quite a bit of confidence in Lin Feng.

Then, the two men remained silent, intently watching the battle.

At this moment, the area around Biyun Lake was silent, with millions of Martial Artists filled with anticipation.

Everyone wanted to know the answer, whether this youth who rose like a comet could create another miracle and ascend to the invincible status among the younger generation of the Heavenly Vault World.

In the crowd, an unremarkable young man stood tall, quietly watching Lin Feng on Biyun Lake.

"Lin Feng, if you win today, it will be the time for the emergence of the Heavenly Vault Divine Palace!" The young man murmured to himself.

This young man was none other than the heir of the Radiant Palace, Wenren Tiandu.

"Truly an enigmatic person!" On another mountain peak, Jiang Fengran sighed lightly. 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

As everyone was gathering their mental focus to watch this pinnacle battle of the younger generation on the Heavenly Vault Continent, no one noticed a young man in a red robe land on one of the mountain peaks.

The young man was Sikong Yan, and Wu Shan was inside Sikong Yan’s Burning Sky Tower.

Sikong Yan’s speed was much slower than Lin Feng’s; it was only by using a special technique that he finally made it to Biyun Lake.

On Biyun Lake.

Lin Feng’s expression was serious, not daring to underestimate Zhan Luan in the slightest. He stimulated all five of his Divine Pills within him, surging with violent Dark Power.

The powerful pressure completely enveloped Zhan Luan, yet he remained unmoving, unaffected by Lin Feng’s pressure.

"Fight!"

Suddenly, Zhan Luan shouted violently and stepped out, instantly covering several dozen miles, directly arriving in front of Lin Feng.

Boom!

An iron fist shattered the air, Zhan Luan’s fist glowing with a purple light, its persistent fist power fiercely aimed at Lin Feng’s chest.

This punch had unrivaled force, a monumental strength that tore a hole in the void, like an explosive cannonball.

This was Zhan Luan’s physical strength; the purple glow was the qi power formed by his physical strength.

"Slash!"

Lin Feng was not hesitant, swinging his arm, the Demon Sword arched like a crescent moon, slashing towards Zhan Luan’s fist.

The sword light was razor-sharp, smoothly slicing through the air, its dazzling edge too blinding to look at directly.

Lin Feng and Zhan Luan were completely opposite; Zhan Luan’s punch used only his physical strength without a trace of Dark Power.

Whereas Lin Feng’s swordstrike utilized his cultivation dark power without employing any physical qi power.

The heavy fist was like a mountain, the sharp sword striking with ferocity, colliding intensely.

Boom!

A colossal explosion resounded, shaking thousands of miles, as where fist and sword clashed, waves of destruction erupted.

Rumble!

The void continuously ruptured, and Biyun Lake seemed to be under immense pressure, instantly forming a pit hundreds of miles wide and a thousand feet deep.

The lake water on all sides surged up to ten thousand feet high, astonishingly so.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Both Lin Feng and Zhan Luan retreated, flying back a hundred miles before stopping.

Lin Feng shook his arm. From the impact of the clash, his sword-wielding right arm felt a wave of numbness.

Zhan Luan’s expression turned slightly grim as he glanced at his raised fist, noticing a deep red mark on it.

Just now, Lin Feng’s sword strike had almost broken through his fist.

"Very well, you might be qualified to see me go all out!" Zhan Luan said arrogantly, his gaze fixed on Lin Feng.

With that probing strike, he had gauged a bit of Lin Feng’s strength.

However, Zhan Luan’s words were full of arrogance. Even though Lin Feng nearly broke through his fist, he was merely ’perhaps qualified’ to fight him.

"Is that so?" Lin Feng responded with a light laugh, "The more confident one is, the worse they often lose."

Zhan Luan was testing Lin Feng, but Lin Feng was also probing the opponent, and while the opponent was indeed strong, it was still within his expectations.

"The word ’failure’ has never appeared in my life. It won’t appear now, and it won’t appear in the future!" Zhan Luan said with the invincible confidence of a war god, looking down on the world.

Lin Feng smiled at his words and then coldly challenged, "Show me your true strength! Otherwise, you are unworthy to be my opponent!"

Lin Feng’s words echoed in all directions, leaving countless spectators with expressions of surprise.

"My God, Lin Feng actually belittles Zhan Luan! How arrogant!"

"Truly bold!"

"Such is the arrogance of a genius. Lin Feng’s rise has instilled an undefeated belief among his peers!"

"...

The crowd discussed excitedly.

Rumor had it that Lin Feng was exceedingly arrogant and boundlessly haughty, and it seems the rumors were indeed true!

Now, Lin Feng was declaring that unless Zhan Luan showed his true strength, he wasn’t fit to be his opponent!

Such audacious statements, across the entire Heavenly Vault World and among the younger generation, no one else would dare say such things!

However, the crowd did not know that Lin Feng was not being vain, but had solid confidence.

Following his journey to the War Soul Realm, his strength has significantly increased.

Not only did his cultivation rise from the Fifth Layer to the Sixth Layer of the Martial Emperor Realm, but his physical strength also advanced several realms, reaching a level comparable to a Martial Emperor.

Those are just the side gains. Most crucial was the East Continent journey, where a billion Demon Spirits devoured enormous amounts of blood.

All of Blood Luo Hall’s martial artists turned into nourishment for the Demon Spirits, and their increase in power was terrifying.

With the Demon Spirits strengthened, the power of the billion Demon Swords naturally rose as well.

Thus, in this fight against Zhan Luan, Lin Feng had over seventy percent confidence.

"Unworthy to be your opponent?" Zhan Luan first paused at the words, then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha~~~!"

Zhan Luan, with a mad grin, laughed wildly and said, "Interesting, truly interesting! I never imagined I would be underestimated!"

Zhan Luan did not get angry at Lin Feng’s words but found it rather amusing.

Since stepping into the martial arts world, he had always been someone whom peers feared, flattered, and admired. He had never been looked down upon.

And now, as the top of the Myriad Venerate List, being belittled was truly amusing!

"Lin Feng, next I will use seventy percent of my strength. I hope you won’t lose too quickly, or it would be too boring!"

A moment later, Zhan Luan restrained his smile and said solemnly.

Lin Feng did not speak; his expression remained indifferent, only raising his hand as a signal for the opponent to attack freely.

"Quite the show-off!"

Zhan Luan sneered at Lin Feng’s demeanor and then stopped speaking, making his move again.

Swish!

Zhan Luan’s foot stepped onto the lake’s surface, driving a pit a hundred feet wide into the lake that had just recovered. His entire body soared into the sky, reaching ten thousand feet high in an instant.

"Take this move, Heavenly Dominator Fist!"

Zhan Luan roared wildly, shaking the Heavenly Vault. From his elevated position, he unleashed a powerful punch.