Chapter 672: Duan Wudao's Strength
The battle between Di Ling and Jun Moxi had undoubtedly stirred up a wave of excitement. Impressive, extremely impressive. Di Ling, with his Heavenly Martial Soul, seemed to control the very power of the heavens. And that Fist of Heaven's Destruction was terrifying—a single punch carried an unknown millions of pounds of force, obliterating even Jun Moxi's Dragon-Elephant power. It seemed that even a true Dragon-Elephant would be blasted to death by him.
Jun Moxi, possessing Vast Righteous Qi capable of transforming into Dragon-Elephants and even an Undying Martial Soul, was already powerful enough. Yet he still lost. This battle perhaps declared Di Ling's kingly dominance.
Next was Duan Wudao. The crowd's eyes were fixed on the battle platform. This Duan Wudao, who would he choose as his opponent?
Duan Wudao took a step forward, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes as they landed directly on Blood Fiend. He coldly shouted, "Come out."
Blood Fiend's gaze congealed, fixed on Duan Wudao. He had already lost to Jun Moxi and Lin Feng. This battle, he absolutely could not lose again. If he lost again, the top four seats would be out of his reach. After all, Di Ling had even defeated Jun Moxi, so he was certainly stronger than Blood Fiend. Defeating Di Ling was hopeless. Now, he could only set his sights on Duan Wudao.
"This battle, I must win." Blood Fiend's gaze was firm. With steady steps, he walked forward and faced Duan Wudao.
"Admit defeat," Duan Wudao said, looking at Blood Fiend with a cold, indifferent gaze. His eyes were filled with an air of unparalleled arrogance. In his eyes, Blood Fiend simply didn't exist. Blood Fiend was no match for him.
Duan Wudao's words made Blood Fiend's expression stiffen. He had been contemplating this battle he had to win, and Duan Wudao was telling him to admit defeat directly.
The crowd was also startled. What a Duan Wudao. His arrogance was in no way inferior to Di Ling's. Arrogant, too arrogant. He directly told Blood Fiend to admit defeat, and his voice was so calm it didn't even ripple, as if Blood Fiend should naturally admit defeat. There was no suspense; Blood Fiend wasn't worthy of being his opponent.
"Admit defeat? I want to see just how 'lawless' you, the Crown Prince of Snow Moon, can truly be," Blood Fiend said with a dark expression, feeling deeply humiliated. Without even fighting, Duan Wudao told him to admit defeat—this was undoubtedly an insult, a strong insult.
"Oh?" Duan Wudao raised his head, staring at Blood Fiend. A fierce sharpness burst from his eyes. This sharpness was overwhelmingly domineering, as if it could pierce a person's eyes. On his body, a terrifying kingly aura bloomed.
"What a terrifying kingly aura." The crowd's eyes trembled. Was this Duan Wudao, like Di Ling, about to truly unleash the radiance belonging to him, the Crown Prince of Snow Moon?
"Kill!"
Duan Wudao shouted fiercely. His entire body erupted with a terrifying golden kingly aura. This golden kingly energy surged with his body, charging directly at Blood Fiend, distorting the surrounding space. Blood Fiend only felt an overwhelmingly domineering kingly pressure bearing down on him, causing his expression to stiffen.
"Overlord King Fist!"
Duan Wudao's fist trembled. An incredibly domineering fierce wind seemed to distort and shatter the space itself. The kingly aura ignored everything.
That terrifying, domineering kingly energy swept in. Blood Fiend felt as if his body were about to twist. The horrifying corpse qi all over his body surged skyward, but under the Overlord King Fist, it was suppressed completely. The corpse qi lost its evil, terrifying power. The kingly aura suppressed the evil qi.
"Crown Prince of Snow Moon, Monarch Bloodline!"
Many people trembled. From a distance, they felt that terrifying kingly aura, as if their breathing would stop. What terrifying power. Duan Wudao actually possessed a kingly aura and cultivated the Overlord King Fist. Impressive, extremely impressive. This kind of divine ability probably required one to possess a king's domineering spirit to cultivate successfully. Duan Wudao, as the Crown Prince of Snow Moon, with his overbearing, self-worshipping personality, seemed perfectly suited to cultivate this technique.
"Boom!" The terrifying corpse qi was scattered under the kingly aura of the Overlord King Fist, unable to gather and clash with it.
"Corpse Soul!" Blood Fiend roared. His martial soul appeared. His body seemed to turn into a shadow, a drifting netherworld soul, formless and invisible. His body surged forward, and overwhelming corpse qi charged at Duan Wudao. Since Duan Wudao wanted to defeat him with one punch, he wouldn't let Duan Wudao have it easy.
"Hmph, is that useful?"
Duan Wudao snorted coldly. The power of the Overlord King Fist was all unleashed. At the same time, his palm fiercely clenched. Instantly, Blood Fiend felt his body tighten. His netherworld-like martial soul seemed to be seized, sealed, as if it were suffocating.
His face instantly turned deathly pale. Blood Fiend silently cursed, "Damn it."
"Scram!" A cold shout spat from Duan Wudao's mouth. Then his terrifying palm force directly struck the netherworld body. Blood Fiend's body flew out instantly, blood gushing wildly. This time, he was injured the most severely.
"Waste, asking for trouble." Duan Wudao said coldly. Then his body trembled, and he returned to his position. His domineering voice echoed in the crowd's ears, so shocking it was.
Shocking. Although this battle was brief, its impact even surpassed the battle between Di Ling and Jun Moxi. Two moves. Duan Wudao defeated Blood Fiend in just two moves, sending him spitting blood.
"Duan Wudao, so terrifying. He should be the strongest person in this Snow Domain Grand Competition."
Many people thought to themselves. They even suspected that Duan Wudao's strength was greater than Di Ling's.
Too powerful. He defeated Blood Fiend in two moves. Remember, Blood Fiend was also a true genius, likely able to rank in the top five of the Snow Domain. But before Duan Wudao's Overlord King Fist and that grabbing force, he was so fragile, so easily crushed. In Duan Wudao's words, before him, a genius like Blood Fiend was like a waste.
The gap between geniuses was also enormous, irreparable. For example, this Duan Wudao was far stronger than Blood Fiend.
Di Ling's gaze was fixed on Duan Wudao. Duan Wudao was his strongest opponent. He had thought so ever since he first saw Duan Wudao. Among the many geniuses of this Snow Domain Grand Competition, only Duan Wudao was in his eyes. The others were nothing.
Lin Feng's eyes were also fixed on Duan Wudao. Impressive. Duan Wudao was domineering and lawless. Those who followed him prospered; those who opposed him perished. He hadn't expected Duan Wudao to be this powerful. No wonder Duan Wuya had been so confident in Duan Wudao back then. Even if he had taken a top-nine seat, he couldn't defeat Duan Wudao. Duan Wuya knew best how terrifying Duan Wudao was.
"Sealing power." Blood Fiend fell to the ground, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. The force of Duan Wudao's palm grab just now had a sealing power, leaving him nowhere to hide. His Corpse Soul had to revert to its true form, and then the Overlord King Fist struck his body, leaving him no escape.
"The competition continues." Snow Wuchang said indifferently from the void, also surprised inwardly. Duan Wudao's strength was quite shocking to him. He wondered what the situation would be like when he fought Di Ling, or when he fought Lin Feng. Not to mention others, even he, the host of this Snow Domain Grand Competition, was looking forward to it, looking forward to the clash between those few strongest geniuses.
However, the battles of the later participants could no longer pique the crowd's interest. Because at the start, the higher-ranked ones first chose to fight the lower-ranked ones. Now, it had become a strong-versus-strong matchup at the top. The lower-ranked ones fought among themselves. So the strong-versus-strong matchups were highly anticipated. Although the battles of the lower-ranked ones were also exciting, their appeal was far less than those of the strongest geniuses.
Among the later crowd, Yu Xiaoxiao and Ku Mu won streak after streak. Qing Mengxin and Yun Feiyang were also very powerful, in no way inferior to these geniuses from the eight great empires. Especially Yun Feiyang, who, relying on his terrifying power of heaven and earth, remained undefeated in his battles against the later participants.
Finally, after one round, it was Lin Feng's turn to fight again.
This time, Lin Feng only had three opponents he could challenge: Di Ling, Duan Wudao, and Jun Moxi.
Who would he fight this battle?
"Lin Feng." At this moment, Jun Moxi transmitted his voice. Lin Feng turned his gaze slightly to look at Jun Moxi. He was actually using voice transmission to speak with him.
"Lin Feng, Duan Wudao defeated Blood Fiend in two moves. His strength is no less than Di Ling's. He's also a monstrous genius. I didn't expect that the small country of Snow Moon would produce two monsters like you, whom even I can't suppress. Besides, I've already lost one battle and can't maintain a perfect record. So, I plan to give up on the next battles and let you compete. What do you think?"
Jun Moxi continued to transmit to Lin Feng. He already had a loss, so this Snow Domain Grand Competition was no longer perfect. Moreover, Duan Wudao wasn't easy to defeat. As long as Lin Feng dared to accept, it would prove that Lin Feng had the confidence to compete. He would give up and let Lin Feng have his chance!