Chapter Ninety-Five: Clash of Dragons and Tigers

“The finals of the Three Sect Grand Tournament officially begin!”

As the chief elder announced loudly, a black circular disk expanded against the wind, displaying the names of the ten competitors on stage.

At the center of the disk, a pointer began to spin, gradually slowing until it rested on two names.

“First match: Liu Feng of the Qingyang Sect versus Li Zhentian of the Ziyang Sect!”

“Second match: Wang Zhen of the Xisha Sect versus Dong Wuwang of the Ziyang Sect!”

“Third match: Xi Shan of the Ziyang Sect versus Lin Cheng of the Qingyang Sect!”

“Fourth match: Yu Zhantian of the Xisha Sect versus Baxing!”

“Fifth match: Dongfang Yu of the Qingyang Sect versus Liyuan of the Xisha Sect!”

With the order of the ten duels confirmed, the chief elder motioned for the first pair to remain on stage while the others stepped down to await their turn.

Silence fell over the arena as all eyes fixed on the two proud figures standing tall on the martial stage.

A blue light curtain rose, and the fluctuations of the formation enveloped the platform.

“The first duel begins!”

As the chief elder’s voice faded, a flash of light appeared in Li Zhentian’s hand, tightly gripping a massive axe.

“Please,” Liu Feng said calmly, his expression serene as he faced his opponent.

With a fierce shout, Li Zhentian surged forward with wild strides, swinging his great axe downward in a furious strike!

Liu Feng deftly dodged, pointing a finger as a blade of sword energy shot toward Li Zhentian.

With a clang, Li Zhentian blocked the sword energy with his axe, stepping back a pace.

Though the audience knew Li Zhentian was no match for Liu Feng, few expected that Liu Feng, without even wielding a weapon, could repel his opponent with a mere sword energy strike.

“Mountain-Splitting Technique: Furious Shatter the Earth and Rivers!”

Li Zhentian stomped the ground and leapt into the air, his great axe swelling to ten zhang in size, the blade glowing with golden light. As his momentum surged, a towering spectral figure with a single arm appeared behind him, also clutching a giant axe. The two axes locked onto Liu Feng, cleaving down with unstoppable force.

To the spectators’ surprise, Li Zhentian unleashed his famed signature move so early—a supreme-grade axe technique from the Profound Stage!

Whispers rippled through the crowd, many taken aback by the sheer ferocity of Li Zhentian’s strike.

Liu Feng’s eyes narrowed slightly as he drew his longsword. Though unafraid of an opponent ranked in the top ten, he would not underestimate him.

With a flick of his sword, a powerful sword aura erupted from within him, and the phantom image of a golden greatsword materialized behind him, slashing toward Li Zhentian’s axe.

Boom! The resounding clash echoed through the arena.

Behind Li Zhentian, the massive single-armed phantom shattered into flecks of light, dispersing into the air, while the golden greatsword maintained its domineering downward slash.

Li Zhentian’s heart jolted—he knew if he could not block this blow, defeat was certain.

With a mighty roar, he donned a suit of yellow armor, radiating the aura of a mid-grade spiritual artifact.

“Dominance Array!”

Enveloped in mid-grade spiritual armor and fortified by his own mid-grade Profound Stage defensive technique, Li Zhentian regained some confidence.

“Block it for me!”

Crossing his arms, a colossal earth-yellow armor phantom shielded him, his armor gleaming brightly.

Crash!

The giant armor phantom shattered first. The golden greatsword’s radiance dimmed slightly but still struck Li Zhentian’s armor.

The sword hesitated—unable to cleave through the armor as intended.

Li Zhentian panted heavily. Though he temporarily withstood the strike, he knew the pressure transmitted through the sword had already shaken and damaged his internal organs.

He was merely enduring!

Seeing Liu Feng casually unleash another sword strike, Li Zhentian’s eyes widened in alarm.

Before he could gather strength, the sword energy, accompanied by the golden greatsword phantom, struck him again.

Boom!

Li Zhentian was flung backward, his massive frame smashing the martial stage, which trembled violently.

He struggled to rise but soon lost consciousness.

Liu Feng was victorious!

The crowd watched the duel with rapt attention until the chief elder spoke again.

“Second match: Dong Wuwang of the Ziyang Sect versus Wang Zhen of the Xisha Sect!”

As the two stepped onto the stage, the Ziyang Sect disciples in the audience erupted with excitement.

This was their revered senior brother Dong Wuwang, undefeated for years, a living legend in their eyes.

“Senior Brother will surely win!”

“Senior Brother is invincible!”

Many disciples shouted in fervor, drawing disgruntled murmurs from the other sects. ‘Invincible’ was not a title to be thrown around lightly!

“Such shamelessness! Look at him basking in the praise with that nonchalant attitude—what a poser!” Lin Pang from the Qingyang Sect muttered disdainfully, eyeing Dong Wuwang on stage.

Pang Bo and others nodded vigorously in agreement. “A poser, I’d love to shoot him down!”

Seated among ten jade chairs, Ziyang Zhenren smiled contentedly, stroking his beard, clearly brimming with confidence in his favored disciple.

“Brother Ziyang has truly taken in a fine disciple…” said Zang Feng Zhenren from the right.

Ziyang Zhenren turned with a slight smile. “Brother Zang flatters me. Your Liu Feng is no slouch either…”

“Indeed, and there’s also that Lin Cheng…” The mention of Lin Cheng caused Ziyang Zhenren’s tone to lengthen slightly.

Zang Feng’s eyes flickered knowingly.

Others seated nearby observed the exchange between the two elders, sensing the gravity without fully understanding.

On the martial stage, Dong Wuwang smiled politely at Wang Zhen. “Brother Wang, shall we take it easy on each other?”

Wang Zhen smirked. “It seems you already have victory in hand… then let’s begin!”

“Then I shall perform poorly…” Dong Wuwang said, his body trembling as primal energy surged forth. He struck a palm forward.

A phantom giant hand, a hundred zhang wide and formed from primal energy, thundered toward Wang Zhen.

“Wild God Technique!”

Wang Zhen called out as a hundred-zhang giant phantom overlapped his body, magnifying him a hundredfold. He clenched a massive fist and smashed forward.

Boom!

The collision sent both warriors staggering back.

Dong Wuwang halted after three steps, while Wang Zhen stumbled eight steps before regaining his footing.

Looking up, Wang Zhen asked suspiciously, “What’s your realm?”

“No need for surprise, Brother Wang. I’m merely at the peak of the Spirit King realm…” Dong Wuwang smiled faintly, a trace of pride shining in his eyes.

Without further words, Wang Zhen’s momentum surged ever higher. The hundred-zhang giant behind him grew more solid as his realm ascended to the peak of the Spirit King realm.

“Fight!”

With a fierce roar, he charged forward with overwhelming force.

The battle between these two top prodigies was a spectacle of terrifying power. Dong Wuwang’s primal energy forged an almost impenetrable defense, while Wang Zhen’s iron fists, bolstered by his giant phantom, shook the platform with each blow.

Dust billowed, and the stage trembled as if the mountains themselves quaked.

Without the formation’s protective enchantments, the stage would have crumbled to dust, and the spectators below would have been caught in the devastation.

“So fierce!”

“This Wild God Technique is incredibly domineering!”

“But Dong Wuwang’s primal energy defense is just unreal. Even after exchanging hundreds of punches, Wang Zhen hasn’t broken through it…”

“Exactly. With just primal energy, Dong Wuwang is already invincible…”

“Looks like the fight’s nearing its end. Wang Zhen can’t break the defense; soon his spirit energy will be exhausted…”

The crowd watched, hearts pounding, as the two geniuses clashed with brutal intensity, each strike landing with palpable force.

From the Xisha Sect side, Yu Zhantian frowned. Primal energy?

Liyuan, standing beside him, watched the battle intently and asked, “Senior Brother, do you think you can defeat him?”

Yu Zhantian spoke softly, his voice magnetic. “If his power is limited to this, I’m eighty percent confident I can beat him!”

Upon hearing this, Liyuan raised his eyebrows, glancing at Yu Zhantian twice.

It seemed Senior Brother was hiding his full strength well!

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