“Rumble!”
A burst of earth-shattering tremors shook the entire North Mountain violently.
“My heavens, what changes have occurred in that human kid? He can now fight evenly with Prince Tianpeng.”
An ancient clan member exclaimed in surprise. Xuan Mingzi's ability to exchange dozens of blows with Prince Tianpeng was already far beyond his expectations. He never imagined that in an instant, Xuan Mingzi would transform as if he were a different person, actually fighting Prince Tianpeng to a standstill.
“This kid hid himself deeply!” On the dharma boat, Li Beifei couldn't help but marvel. Others called him Lao Liu, but wasn't Xuan Mingzi the same?
“Lao Liu, do you know what secret technique Xuan Mingzi is practicing?” Li Beifei couldn't help but ask Lao Liu within him.
“The Sacred Fighting Art, but it's incomplete. Once the complete Sacred Fighting Art is mastered, it can unleash ten times one's own combat power.” Lao Liu explained.
“Only ten times?” Li Beifei was a bit disdainful. Compared to his Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Divine Art, ten times was obviously less.
“The Sacred Fighting Art was created by a Great Emperor-level figure. Ten times is already a rare genius. Why don't you create one for me to see?” Lao Liu said with contempt. This kid was too cocky.
“……”
Li Beifei fell silent. If he could create such a secret technique, what was he doing here? He would have already been clamoring for Gu Changsheng to kneel and sing 'Conquer'.
At this moment, Xuan Mingzi fought more and more bravely, as if tireless, continuously smashing divine abilities at Prince Tianpeng.
Although Prince Tianpeng was surprised by Xuan Mingzi's transformation, he didn't panic. Instead, he calmly responded to Xuan Mingzi's attacks, perfectly blocking each one.
Xuan Mingzi also sensed something was wrong, but he couldn't pinpoint what it was.
“You're too slow.”
Suddenly, Prince Tianpeng's voice rang in Xuan Mingzi's ear. The next moment, he felt a powerful force strike him from behind. Before he could turn around to resist, he was sent flying hundreds of meters with a "boom," smashing heavily into a huge rock, shattering it to pieces.
“Haha, Prince Tianpeng is finally tired of playing and is about to use his true strength?”
“Prince Tianpeng's ancient imperial extreme art is known as the ultimate speed in the world. Even if that human used some secret technique to enhance his strength, it's just a dying struggle. Under Prince Tianpeng's extreme speed, he won't even be able to touch Prince Tianpeng's shadow. It seems the battle will end soon.”
The battle between the two sides had lasted for nearly half an hour, which had greatly exceeded the expectations of the ancient clan members. Now that Prince Tianpeng was finally about to use his full strength, they were very excited, believing the battle would end in an instant.
“Cough, cough!”
Xuan Mingzi struggled to stand up. The treasure armor on his body was shattered, and there was a particularly obvious fist mark on his back, left by Prince Tianpeng just now.
“The son of an ancient emperor is indeed strong!” Xuan Mingzi exclaimed. He knew that he was no match for the princes and princesses now, not because of insufficient talent, but because of the cultivation technique. His Sacred Fighting Art was incomplete.
“It's time to end this!”
Prince Tianpeng flew into the air, his robes fluttering without wind. His eyes were like lightning, revealing an astonishing divine light. Behind him, people could clearly see a roc.
The Golden-Winged Roc, which could be said to be Prince Tianpeng's true form and his dharma idol.
Prince Tianpeng waved his hand, and a large halberd appeared in his hand.
“The warm-up is over. You can die now!”
As soon as Prince Tianpeng finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he arrived in front of Xuan Mingzi, swinging the halberd to smash down on Xuan Mingzi.
“Boom!”
The strike landed, stirring up countless dust clouds, obscuring the figures of the two.
When the dust settled, Xuan Mingzi was already lying in a pool of blood. There was a huge wound on his chest, and even his heart had been shattered by Prince Tianpeng's halberd.
“Senior Brother!”
On the Yin-Yang School's dharma boat, Bei Weiwei exclaimed. The Yin-Yang Master next to her also had an extremely gloomy expression.
“Haha, as expected, as long as Prince Tianpeng uses his true strength, that human is no match for him at all.”
“That's right, he wouldn't have thought he could defeat the son of an ancient emperor, would he? He's really overestimating himself. He should have learned from that human named Li Beifei from the beginning. Although refusing to fight is embarrassing, it won't cost you your life.”
Li Beifei's face darkened when he heard someone start to whip his corpse so quickly.
What did I, Li Beifei, do to you? Why do you have to remember my name?
“Is there anyone else?”
Prince Tianpeng stood proudly on the field, looking coldly at the people from the academy.
Li Beifei chuckled and said, “The battle isn't over yet. Why are you in such a hurry?”
“What a joke, the person has already been killed by me, how can it be…”
“Who said I'm dead?”
Before Prince Tianpeng could finish speaking, a voice interrupted him.
Prince Tianpeng looked in the direction of the voice, his pupils shrinking. He saw that Xuan Mingzi's body, except for his clothes, was intact, as if he hadn't been injured just now. Prince Tianpeng said in shock, “Impossible, your heart has been pierced by me, how could you not be dead? Could it be…”
Prince Tianpeng instantly thought of the bottle of pills that Li Beifei had given Xuan Mingzi before.
“That bottle of pills is a Saint Pill?” Prince Tianpeng's tone was filled with disbelief.
When everyone watching heard this, they all turned their attention to Xuan Mingzi, wanting to know the truth. If it was really a Saint Pill, they had just heard that there were a hundred of them!
Thinking of this, some people couldn't help but cast greedy glances at Li Beifei.
If it was true, then this person was really a God of Wealth!
Everyone was waiting for Xuan Mingzi's answer, but Xuan Mingzi smiled and said, “Guess?”
“Hmph, even if it's a Saint Pill, so what? The gap between our strengths is too great. Even if you have a Saint Pill to heal your injuries, you won't be my opponent.” Prince Tianpeng snorted coldly, his figure flashed, and he reappeared behind Xuan Mingzi, swinging the halberd to smash at Xuan Mingzi.
“Clang!”
At this moment, a dark green furnace suddenly appeared above Xuan Mingzi's head, blocking Prince Tianpeng's attack.
The furnace emitted a mysterious light, giving people a sense of immortality and indestructibility.
“That's Immortal Green Gold!”
A Saint-level expert exclaimed in surprise. They were knowledgeable and recognized the origin of the furnace above Xuan Mingzi's head at a glance. It was made of Immortal Green Gold.
After the exclamation, there were greedy gazes cast at Xuan Mingzi.
A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime!
Xuan Mingzi, a mere Life and Death Realm small fry, actually possessed the Immortal Gold exclusive to the Great Emperor, which was possessing a treasure as a crime. They, these Saints, Saint Kings, and even Great Saints, had never possessed Immortal Gold. What qualifications did a Life and Death Realm small fry have?
The atmosphere at the scene became extremely subtle.
“Your Highness, should we take action and snatch the Immortal Gold?” Huang Jinrong asked the Golden Ancient Prince with interest.
Before the Golden Ancient Prince could answer, the Golden Ancient Emperor in the clouds had already begun to curse. Huang Jinrong, if you can't speak, then don't speak.
Fortunately, the Golden Ancient Prince shook his head and said, “Immortal Gold is just an external object. When I attain the Dao in the future, if I want Immortal Gold, I will find it myself.”
“Good job!” In the clouds, the Golden Ancient Emperor almost wanted to go down and hug, kiss, and lift his son up high. He secretly glanced at Gu Changsheng and found that Gu Changsheng was just drinking and didn't have any abnormalities.
“What are you looking at? I can't wait for these kids to be hunted down. Wasn't I the same back then, wanted by the entire universe? Didn't I still carve out a bloody path?” Gu Changsheng said disdainfully.
Because he had been rained on, he also wanted Li Beifei and the others to be rained on, letting them be so high-profile, with a hundred Nine Revolutions Life Renewal Pills and showing off the Immortal Gold, as if they were afraid others wouldn't know they possessed treasures.
“Hehe, what Boss says is right!” The Golden Ancient Emperor smiled obsequiously. As long as he didn't blame Huang Jinrong, whatever Boss said was right.
On the Human Dao Academy's dharma boat, the Ziwei Saint Son looked at the furnace made of Immortal Green Gold above Xuan Mingzi's head, his eyes narrowed, wondering what he was thinking.
When Prince Tianpeng saw the Immortal Furnace, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.
“Very good, if I kill you, this weapon made of Immortal Green Gold will be mine.” Prince Tianpeng said proudly.
“You can kill me if you can!”
Xuan Mingzi said disdainfully.
He now knew that he was no match for Prince Tianpeng, but he wasn't without a solution.
“Then go to hell!” Prince Tianpeng flashed, like a roc spreading its wings, carrying endless divine light to smash at Xuan Mingzi.
Xuan Mingzi chuckled and softly uttered three words.
“I admit defeat!”
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