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The onlookers burst into an uproar in an instant, in their eyes, the Burning Demonic Winged Evil Dragon seed like a furious deity manipulating flas.
With a wingspan of over a hundred ters, it was as if it had split open a gap in the sky, its vast wings flashing like lightning in the night, slashing across the heavens.
The black flas burning on its body's surface were like fierce fires from hell, radiating intense heat from the dragon as the center, wildly spreading in all directions.
Even though they were far away, that wave of heat was like a massive wave rushing towards them, almost suffocating the onlookers.
So couldn't help but exclaim in astonishnt that just the flas burning on its body could turn any Beast Taming creatures that ca too close into ashes.
A summoning light, significantly smaller compared to its opponent, condensed into shape.
Whoosh—
Powerful and strong wings beat the air, producing a dull sound of wind.
With a sharp gaze that was commanding without anger, Sìxiàng looked distantly at its opponent.
Sìxiàng raised its right arm, touching the tip of its finger.
Wisps of dark aura began to gather around the Burning Demonic Winged Evil Dragon.
Dark Prison!
"Roar!"
The Burning Demonic Winged Evil Dragon would not just watch as a cage of power condensed around it.
The massive flas blazed as its enormous body plunged down like a falling teor.
Diving towards the direction of Sìxiàng from above!
Around its body, a layer of distorted power ford, dragging a long tail of fire behind it.
teor Fla Fall!
The power of Dark Prison suddenly tightened, instantly forming around the Burning Demonic Winged Evil Dragon!
Two forces clashed, creating a vortex of force between the power of imprisonnt and the power of collision, setting off intense magic power fluctuations.
From a distance, an entwined mass of black and red magic power ford an oval-shaped force field in the sky.
The onlookers let out exclamations of surprise.
In the crowd, Chi Ziyao's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief.
The situation on the field was at a deadlock.
In the center of the field, that strong energy fluctuation was visible to the naked eye.
Both sides' magic power was at a stalemate.
This...
Not just Chi Ziyao, but Chi De's eyelids twitched as well.
He had seen plenty of geniuses and freaks before.
But it was his first ti witnessing soone of such a level.
He had always heard that in ancient tis in the Exotic Region, there were so demi-gods who were born with innate divine knowledge, naturally holy.
From their youth, they stepped onto the path of Ascension.
But he had never seen one in person, so-called demi-gods were just sothing ntioned in the exotic books and murals, the extent of their reality was questionable.
Now it seed, this young fellow Chen Xing's Beast Taming creature, though not yet ascended, had certainly taken quite a journey on the path beyond Transcendence.
If he were given more ti, perhaps even this old man might be surpassed.
A sense of admiration for talent couldn't help but erge from the depths of Chi De's heart.
Compared to others, Liu Qi's shock was the greatest.
He had not expected his Beast Taming creature to be stalemated by the opponent's.
He looked towards his own Beast Taming creature and communicated secretly using the mind-communication skill, "Don't hold back anymore."
The Burning Demonic Winged Evil Dragon felt aggrieved inside; it truly had not held back.
It was no fool; it had sensed the strength of its opponent from the mont it felt their aura, knowing that this was definitely no weakling.
So it had not held back at all.
In the distance, Sìxiàng's deep-set eyes swept over the Burning Demonic Winged Evil Dragon.
It probably knew the level of the opponent's power now...
In the air, strands of red ripples spread outwards.
The Sound of Death.
The ripples were like layer upon layer of waves, one after another accumulating on the Burning Demonic Winged Evil Dragon.
These ripples penetrated the force field around the Burning Demonic Winged Evil Dragon, bit by bit through fur, muscle, bone, until reaching the innards.
From the corner of its mouth seeped blood... The blood that flowed was vaporized by the flas, forming a layer of blood-fire around its body.
The Burning Demonic Winged Evil Dragon, like a teor in the night, suddenly erupted in a piercing shriek, its roar shaking the heavens, as though rending the skies.
At that mont, its aura ignited like a raging fla, wildly surging, freeing itself from the Dark Prison that bound it.
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Like a cot breaking free from its bonds, it smashed towards the location of Sìxiàng with an unrivaled force.
Sìxiàng's body twisted and turned into a bolt of lightning, vanishing into thin air.
However, just as its body was about to disappear, the void around it suddenly surged with intense flas, forming a fiery ring that firmly locked it in place.
Then the ground shook violently, as if countless hamrs were smashing down all at once, unleashing an unprecedented earthquake.
Boom!!!!
The terrifying shockwave, with the Burning Demonic Winged Evil Dragon at its center, spread madly in all directions,
Layer upon layer of earth waves surged, like the giant waves of the ocean, each one higher than the last, extending into the distance. The dust kicked up by this force obscured the sky.
Several layers of barriers rose from all around, blocking the aftermath from spreading further.
As the dust began to settle, the Burning Demonic Winged Evil Dragon could be seen maintaining its posture of impact, head low.
The flas burning on its body seed like an eternal blaze that would never extinguish.
Witnessing this scene, Chen Xing's eyes flickered, the aura on the Burning Demonic Winged Evil Dragon had just surged to more than double its strength.
The explosive increase in aura appeared suddenly after it was wounded.
It must be so kind of innate ability, sothing like growing stronger with battle or going berserk after injury...
In the center of the arena, the body of the Burning Demonic Winged Evil Dragon trembled slightly.
Drip,
Drip,
Drip...
Keen-eyed spectators noticed.
Purple liquid dripped from the lower jaw of the Burning Demonic Winged Evil Dragon, each drop hitting the ground and splattering to form small pits the size of bowls.
Looking up along the line of sight, at the position of the Burning Demonic Winged Evil Dragon's forehead, a dark purple dot protruded, with Thunder Plasma flowing from the pointed tip, running down its face and dripping from its jaw.
Hu—
The wind fluttered its wings, and several feathers drifted down.
At the back of the Burning Demonic Winged Evil Dragon's head, a slender figure squatted halfway, back to the crowd, single claw gripping the spear handle.
Hu—
Wings flapped, and Sìxiàng soared into the sky.
With a thunderous crash, the Burning Demonic Winged Evil Dragon fell to the ground.
Those watching from the sidelines fell into complete silence.
Soone pinched their thigh, "Tell , this isn't a dream."
"Hey, why the heck are you pinching my leg?"
"Looks like it's real."
...
The flesh on Sìxiàng's chest was torn and mangled, its skin split open, and a large patch of feathers on its chest had been plucked.
One of its wings on the back was also slightly twisted, with broken bones.
Clearly, Sìxiàng had not co out of that attack unscathed either.
Dong Jun stood beside Sìxiàng, looking at it with adoration.
Two small claws emanated white light as they sared Healing Skills over Sìxiàng.
However, their skills fell upon Sìxiàng like stones into the ocean, the healing of its wounds agonizingly slow.
That was because the injuries on Sìxiàng were caused by Skills of the Transcendence level.
Thus, unless it was a Healing Skill of the sa Transcendence level, the efficacy of skills Below Transcendence would be greatly reduced.
But it wasn't entirely useless; as long as there was enough volu, healing was still possible.
Let's consider it practice for Dong Jun.
Having witnessed the battle in Beast Taming Space, Dong Jun had beco the little admirer of Sìxiàng.
Dong Jun kept saying things like "Brother is so amazing," "I'm so envious of brother, I wish I could fight for master," and "I want to be like brother in the future," while continuously healing Sìxiàng.
Chen Xing had goosebumps.
Dong Jun had been watching TV all day long, who knew what kind of shows it picked up.
That's why he said kids shouldn't only watch TV all day.
On the chair beside the garden, Chi Ziyao watched Sìxiàng with a dazed expression, still not fully recovered from the shock.
We won... we actually won just like that...
Is this what a seventeen-year-old can do? You're telling this is sothing a peer of mine can achieve?
Compared to Chi Ziyao, Chi De saw much more. He glanced at Dong Jun, then at Xiaoyao.
Good gracious, it looks like you might not even be able to beat his third Beast Taming, let alone the other two.
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