Chapter 1762: Azure Dragon Totem
Among the crowd surrounding the battle platform, Yu Wenhou naturally had the ugliest expression. The Ji Sect's Star Gate was under his responsibility, and suffering such a humiliating incident on his watch made his face look terrible.
Pu Yang and Leng Xia were ranked fifth and sixth on the Hidden King List: Human List, respectively, and were the second and third fiercest generals of the Star Gate. Apart from Ji Wuyou, they were the strongest. However, Ji Wuyou, though a member of the Star Gate, only joined because of Ji Shang; otherwise, he might not have entered the Star Gate at all. Yu Wenhou could not command Ji Wuyou.
Lin Feng stepped on Pu Yang's body. Pu Yang's face twisted in pain as blood continuously spilled from his mouth, a miserable sight. He had never imagined he would end up in such a wretched state.
Not only had he not imagined it, but the onlookers below also hadn't. Lin Feng's treatment of Pu Yang meant Pu Yang would surely hate him deeply. Yang Chuge saw this scene and felt a chill in his heart. Lin Feng's strength was indeed formidable; if he were to fight, the outcome would likely be just as bad.
"Hehe, it seems these people won't be able to claim the Flood Dragon. I must recruit him into my Cloud Sect," Yun Qingyan said with a light laugh, her beautiful eyes flickering.
"Scram!" Lin Feng kicked Pu Yang fiercely. For someone like this, Lin Feng had no need to show any courtesy, directly kicking him off the battle platform.
"This battle is settled," the crowd thought silently. Pu Yang had been defeated, Leng Xia had been defeated, and now only Yu Wenjing remained on the Ji Sect's side on the platform. There was no need to continue fighting.
Lin Feng and Tian Chi walked toward the battle circle of Hou Qinglin and Yu Wenjing, forming a pincer stance. Though they didn't release any aura, just standing there was a form of intimidation.
Yu Wenjing was clearly affected, becoming slightly more cautious in her attacks. After all, she now had three strong opponents around her instead of just one. However, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and continue fighting. Lin Feng and Tian Chi hadn't made a move yet; if she conceded just because of that, what would that mean? How could she admit defeat on the Human List battle platform?
Hou Qinglin, however, remained unaffected. The Reincarnation Slaughter Sword grew increasingly fierce, wreaking havoc around Yu Wenjing, constantly threatening to drag her into reincarnation. The battle situation was becoming more and more unfavorable for her.
"Enough!" At that moment, a rolling voice like thunder shook the void, causing the crowd's pupils to contract slightly. The speaker was Ji Wuyou. He had spoken, apparently intending to intervene in this battle.
Ji Wuyou's strength was extraordinary. Some said that with his current formidable combat power, killing an ordinary mid-rank Emperor was no problem at all. In fact, he might even have the ability to break into the Hidden King List: Earth List. However, Ji Wuyou was extremely proud; if he wasn't confident in securing a high-ranking spot on the Earth List, he probably wouldn't bother to act.
Others said that although Ji Wuyou held the top spot on the Hidden King List: Human List, even if the next few people joined forces against him, they would still lose. Though this rumor had never been confirmed, there was no denying Ji Wuyou's immense strength.
Lin Feng and Tian Chi turned their gazes toward Ji Wuyou. This man exuded an innate arrogance, as if it were fused into his very bones. He spoke as if his words were decrees that no one could defy.
This was Lin Feng's first time seeing Ji Wuyou, so he naturally didn't know who he was. But even without knowing, he could still sense Ji Wuyou's extraordinary power.
Among martial artists, some concealed their energy and spirit, while others let it show outwardly. Ji Wuyou was undoubtedly the latter, his sharpness fully exposed without any restraint.
"Another Ji Sect member," Lin Feng thought, seeing Yu Wenhou beside Ji Wuyou. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, but he ignored Ji Wuyou.
Tian Chi pressed his palms together, his eyes calm and unruffled, also treating Ji Wuyou's words as if they didn't exist, as if he hadn't heard them.
As for Hou Qinglin, how could he be disturbed by external matters while in battle?
The crowd around the battle platform fell silent, but the encirclement on the platform continued. Ji Wuyou's words had quieted the surroundings but hadn't changed the situation on the platform in the slightest. He was being ignored.
"I said, cease the battle," Ji Wuyou's voice rolled out again. He took a step forward, and a domineering wind seemed to sweep toward the battle platform.
"Is the War King Academy's Hidden King List battle platform so casual that you can call a halt just because you say so?" Tian Chi spat out a rolling sound wave, displeased. These Ji Sect members had been causing trouble ever since they entered the War King Academy, and it seemed they had to accept it, had to submit to them, and couldn't defy them. Otherwise, the Ji Sect would continuously send out stronger opponents. Knock one down, and an even stronger one would appear. It was too much.
"I said cease the battle, so it must cease," Ji Wuyou's steps had already stepped into the void, floating toward the battle platform. His arrogant voice rang out in the air. If he said cease the battle, it had to cease.
This guy was as arrogant as ever. Not only was his talent and strength top-notch, but his elder brother was a dominant figure. Among the younger generation of the Holy City Central Continent, it seemed only Ying Cheng, the sealed king of the Divine Academy, could compare. Ji Shang looked down on everyone else. Although Ji Wuyou was younger than his brother, his strength was already astonishing. His first battle upon entering the War King Academy had shaken the entire institution, and he had long dominated the Hidden King List: Human List. How could he tolerate newcomers defying his words?
If he said cease the battle, it must cease.
Lin Feng slowly turned his gaze toward Hou Qinglin and Yu Wenjing, who were still fighting. A cold gleam flashed in his eyes. He punched out, and the Purple River War Chariot hummed, crushing the sky as if it would tear the void into eight pieces, wildly charging toward Yu Wenjing.
"How dare you!" Ji Wuyou roared in anger. He stomped his foot, and a dazzling beam of light appeared behind him. Within that beam coiled an Azure Dragon, like a totem.
"Azure Dragon Totem. The Ji Clan's martial soul and talent, allowing the user to harness the power of the Azure Dragon, making them like a true dragon's body with infinite strength," the crowd thought, their hearts trembling at the sight of Ji Wuyou's Azure Dragon Totem. This was a unique talent of the Ji Clan's direct bloodline. Ji Shang was even more terrifying, with nine Azure Dragons coiling within the totem's light. People said this surpassed a King Body, possessing supreme Azure Dragon might, allowing Ji Shang to sweep through all Martial Emperors.
"Boom!" Ji Wuyou took another step forward, and the void trembled as if a terrifying primordial beast had appeared, possessing boundless power.
"This man is very strong," Lin Feng thought as he watched. The Azure Dragon Totem gave him the same feeling as the Ice Snow Demon Dragon he had encountered in the Twelve Divine Temples—a sense of infinite power, dominating the world.
Tian Chi frowned. He too could feel this man's strength. He took a step forward, and a golden Buddha body appeared behind him. Thirty-six palm prints merged together, then transformed into a massive golden Buddha palm that blasted out, carrying supreme power.
"Roar!" Ji Wuyou opened his mouth and spat out a rolling sound, but an Azure Dragon shot out from his mouth, wildly shaking the surrounding void. The dragon roared across the wilderness, its cry unceasing, shaking heaven and earth.
"Spitting out an Azure Dragon from his mouth," the crowd watched Ji Wuyou, their hearts trembling. Those who had never seen him fight before now deeply felt his power. And if Ji Wuyou was like this, how powerful must his elder brother Ji Shang be? No wonder he was hailed as the strongest youth in the Holy City Central Continent besides Ying Cheng, the next person with the potential to become a sealed king. No one knew how many years it would take him to accomplish such a feat.
"Rumble!" The giant golden palm print shattered, breaking into golden chunks that scattered in all directions across the void. The Azure Dragon's residual power remained, charging forward fiercely, as if to devour Tian Chi.
A massive skyward palm print descended from the Buddha body, incredibly powerful, colliding with the Azure Dragon and both collapsing together. But at that moment, Ji Wuyou stepped forward, rolling toward Tian Chi, and sneered, "Such insignificant dust dares to defy my words? You're seeking death."
With that, Ji Wuyou's palms trembled, and furious dragons roared, carving a path through the sky as they charged toward Tian Chi.
The ancient Buddha's golden body rapidly condensed, and endless palm prints continuously blasted out. But the Azure Dragons destroyed everything, unstoppable.
A sky-piercing sword light split heaven and earth. Tian Chi transformed an ancient Buddha into a Buddhist sharp sword and slashed it out. The Azure Dragon could no longer withstand it and was cut apart, blood splattering from the void as if this were a real dragon, not a divine ability illusion. This showed the might and power of the technique.
"Get out of the way!" Ji Wuyou punched toward Tian Chi's face. It didn't seem like a fist but rather a terrifying primordial Flood Dragon, containing infinite force.
With a thunderous explosion, the golden light on Tian Chi's body burst apart. His body was sent flying backward, a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. This man's physical strength was terrifying, like a true dragon.
Lin Feng did not intervene during their fight. This was Third Senior Brother's battle; even if he lost, he had to lose with grace. Moreover, Lin Feng understood Third Senior Brother's intention in stepping forward to fight—without a fierce collision with an opponent of this level, how could one feel the pressure?