Ten Thousand Dragons Technique-Chapter 105: Defeating Shen Xiaoyao

What? This kid actually dares to take the initiative? Is he crazy? The crowd exclaimed in shock. He has absolutely no respect for a Three-Star Martial General. Just watch, he’s in for a miserable end.

"Utterly foolish." A disdainful smile curled Shen Xiaoyao’s lips as he drew the long blade from his back and slashed. He cultivated the Thunder Sword Technique, and the light from his blade was as swift as lightning, carrying a wild, destructive power. The one thing he did not fear was close combat.

The long blade streaked forward like a bolt of lightning cleaving the sky. In an instant, it clashed with Lin Xuan’s fist. BANG! A terrifying surge of Spiritual Power swept out in all directions, shaking the entire ring. The spectators retreated continuously, unable to bear even the aftershock of this energy. Once they steadied themselves, they looked back toward the ring.

Subsequently, they were left stunned. On the ring, Shen Xiaoyao had staggered back five full steps before stopping. Then, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Shen Xiaoyao was injured! How was this possible? The surrounding disciples were dumbfounded.

They had held no high opinion of Lin Xuan before this. In their eyes, for Lin Xuan to challenge Shen Xiaoyao was nothing short of suicide. They had shaken their heads when they saw him engage Shen Xiaoyao in close combat. What an idiot. Close combat is what Shen Xiaoyao fears least! But now... Shen Xiaoyao is actually injured! Wounded by a single punch from Lin Xuan! This is unbelievable! For a moment, they were all completely bewildered.

But the most shocked of all was Shen Xiaoyao himself. His face was pale and his arm trembled uncontrollably, his heart filled with utter disbelief. How is this possible? How could I have been injured by him?

He roared at the sky as his Spiritual Power erupted even more violently, his eyes flashing with fury. He was about to counterattack with his full strength, but just then, Lin Xuan executed the Wandering Dragon Step to appear before him once more. He threw another punch. "World-Ending Flood Dragon Fist."

The fist moved like a dragon, carrying a destructive aura that seemed to sweep through heaven and earth. The punch caused the entire ring to shake violently once again. The surrounding disciples also trembled, many of them staggering and losing their balance.

"What terrifying power! How can this kid’s Fist Technique be so formidable?"

"Heavens, what Fist Technique is that?"

"I feel like Lin Xuan is even more frightening than he was during the Celestial Ranking battle."

"His fist... it’s like a serpent!"

Everyone was going insane.

Shen Xiaoyao’s expression changed drastically. He, too, sensed a lethal crisis from this punch. Roaring at the sky, he gripped his blade with both hands and executed a Thunderous Strike, slashing fiercely forward.

In the next instant, their attacks collided once again. BOOM! A heaven-shaking roar resounded. Lin Xuan’s punch had been blocked, but Shen Xiaoyao was forced to retreat again. This time, he fell back ten steps before he could stop, with blood flowing ceaselessly from the corner of his mouth. He was injured again.

"Damn it!" Shen Xiaoyao’s eyes burned with rage as he glared at Lin Xuan. "I never imagined you were so formidable. No wonder you’re so arrogant.

"But no matter how strong you are, I will show you the true power of a Three-Star Martial General!"

As he spoke, arcs of lightning erupted over his body, flashing constantly with destructive power. Clearly, he was pushing the Thunder Sword Technique to its absolute limit.

Lin Xuan retracted his fist and shook his head slightly, a look of disappointment on his face. "To be honest, I’m very disappointed," he said.

"Is this all the strength you have? You’re pathetically weak."

"Let’s stop. You’re no match for me at all."

"You were beaten to a pulp by Wei Wuya, and I’m the one who killed him. The gap between us is massive. There’s no way you can win."

"I’ve been holding back. If this continues, don’t blame me for being merciless."

Hearing this, Shen Xiaoyao was so enraged he nearly spat blood. "Damn you! Stop being so arrogant! I was just careless before. Now, I’m going to use my full strength! I will make you understand the power of a Three-Star Martial General!"

But Lin Xuan just sneered and shook his head. "Are Three-Star Martial Generals supposed to be impressive? I’ve already killed several. To me, they’re nothing special."

He was telling the truth. He had killed Wei Wuya and also the prodigy from the Demon Sect. Lin Xuan truly didn’t think much of Three-Star Martial Generals.

To Shen Xiaoyao, however, this was unbearably arrogant. Driven mad with rage, he screamed, "Die!" He gripped his blade with both hands and slashed downward.

In that instant, it was as if the very air was split in two. The power of this strike was far more terrifying than before. The surrounding disciples trembled. The force was simply too strong.

Shen Xiaoyao is burning his Spiritual Power! It looks like he’s putting his life on the line!

Shen Xiaoyao snorted coldly. "Kid, let’s see you block this!"

Sun Hao, Wu Ming, and Zhang Yang were ecstatic. Excellent! That kid is finally going to lose!

When Sword Trace saw this, his heart leaped into his throat. Can he block it? Even though he was ranked third on the Minor Celestial Ranking, he knew he would be powerless to resist such a strike.

Ling Fengzi was also watching the fight. Seeing the attack, he thought to himself, If he uses his ultimate speed, he might have a chance to dodge. Lin Xuan should definitely dodge.

But Lin Xuan didn’t dodge at all. Instead, he clenched his hand into a fist and threw another punch. Ling Fengzi was dumbfounded. What? How is that possible? This is completely different from what I expected! Is Lin Xuan actually going to meet it head-on?

A low dragon’s roar suddenly emanated from Lin Xuan’s fist. His fist seemed to transform into a serpent sweeping through the heavens, its destructive power even more terrifying than before.

The next instant, the punch landed on the long blade. CRASH! The light from the blade was instantly torn to shreds. Lin Xuan’s fist continued forward with unstoppable momentum, flying toward Shen Xiaoyao.

Shen Xiaoyao’s face changed drastically, filled with disbelief. What? How is this possible?

He raised his blade to block. CLANG! The punch struck the long blade, sending it flying from his grip. Shen Xiaoyao stumbled back continuously as the fist kept moving forward, finally landing on his body.

CRACK! Shen Xiaoyao was hit. He flew backward like a kite with a broken string, the sound of his bones breaking audible. THUMP! He landed outside the ring with a bloodcurdling scream.

The entire arena was shocked. Everyone was dumbstruck. No one could have ever expected that Lin Xuan would defeat Shen Xiaoyao with a single punch. It was simply incredible.

At this moment, the crowd was stunned silent. Sun Hao, Zhang Yang, and Wu Ming trembled as they looked at Lin Xuan, their eyes filled with terror and awe. His strength had now completely surpassed theirs, reaching a level they couldn’t have even imagined.

Sword Trace was also stunned. So strong... He had lost to Lin Xuan before, but afterward, he had cultivated the Divine Sword Celestial Stele. He thought that with his improved strength, he would be able to surpass Lin Xuan. Now, it seemed he had been far too naive. Although his strength had increased, Lin Xuan’s had increased even more.

Ling Fengzi was equally dumbfounded. He’s become so powerful... What he used must have been the World-Ending Flood Dragon Fist. To think he could master a Fist Technique to such a degree... It’s incredible. This kid’s talent is too high. No wonder he dared to challenge the Eldest Brother.

Pathetically weak. Atop the ring, Lin Xuan retracted his fist and gazed down upon the world. At this moment, he was the pinnacle of power.

He said in a cold voice, "Does anyone else wish to challenge me?"