TL: GoldenLung
Lan Xuanyu’s physical endurance far surpassed that of any fighter jet. As for speed, backed by pure strength, he could reach astonishing velocities as well. Breaking through his opponent’s encirclent, Lan Xuanyu threw his head back and unleashed a resounding dragon’s roar. A massive golden projection instantly materialized
Golden Dragon Roar!
He had used this move before, both in previous battles and during the Ascension trials. Lin Zexuan was naturally aware of it.
But knowing about it and actually facing it were two entirely different matters.
In that instant, Lin Zexuan felt as if his blood had frozen solid. The distorted space around him shattered instantly. His true form was forced out, and his body stiffened on the spot. His unwavering fighting will and refined combat techniques beca aningless under the suppression of bloodline power. Against other dragonkin, he might still have held an advantage—but facing soone of a higher bloodline, especially when he himself was only an Interdiate Dragon, the gap was overwhelming.
At the very mont his movents faltered and his true form was exposed, Lan Xuanyu was already upon him.
With a powerful beat of his golden wings, the air itself erupted with a thunderous boom. In the next instant, Lan Xuanyu beca a streak of golden light—a teor crashing straight toward his opponent.
Lin Zexuan’s stiffness lasted only a brief mont. But by the ti he recovered, Lan Xuanyu was already right in front of him.
Even so, Lin Zexuan’s combat experience proved exceptional. Despite the dire situation, he reacted imdiately. The surrounding space twisted once more, rendering his figure illusory. At the sa ti, he flapped his wings and executed a nimble turn, minimizing his displacent within a small range while maximizing speed.
His twenty-ter-long body twisted and evaded. His right wing suddenly swept upward, while his body, affected by gravity and lacking wing support, naturally dropped downward.
What a brilliant combination of defense, evasion, and counterattack!
Unfortunately, the opponent he faced this ti was nothing like those before.
Lan Xuanyu charged straight in—without evasion. In an instant, he completed a sudden change in direction that seed to defy the laws of physics.
A closer look would reveal that just as he reached Lin Zexuan, his wings suddenly rose vertically and slamd forward, bringing his high-speed charge to an abrupt halt. His body absorbed the full impact, then spun, his wings sweeping out in a horizontal arc.
At that mont, the golden scales on his body flared with dazzling brilliance. The scales on his sweeping wings shone like mirrors, reflecting blinding light.
Bang—!
The two dragon wings collided violently.
The very situation Lin Zexuan dreaded most—a clash of raw power—had arrived.
At the mont of impact, Lin Zexuan felt only a faint tremor ripple through his right wing.
Yes—just a faint tremor.
But in the next instant, starting from the scales, that vibration intensified explosively, spreading through his entire body. Wherever it passed—scales, bones, ridians, flesh—nothing was spared.
Lan Xuanyu’s body had been tempered by Dragon Force and refined through the destructive power of the Annihilation Divine Lightning. Its toughness was beyond imagination. More importantly, this strike also carried the effect of the Golden Dragon Tyrant Body—instantly dispersing and redirecting force, effectively combining both his own strength and his opponent’s into a single devastating blow against the enemy.
That vibration was sothing Lan Xuanyu had comprehended through repeatedly tempering himself with Annihilation Divine Lightning.
He couldn’t openly use that lightning, lest others discover its nature. But in the Rising Dragon Competition, facing powerful opponents was inevitable—so how could he respond?
After countless attempts, he developed a new thod of using it—one even more terrifying than simply releasing lightning externally.
This thod resembled a “palm thunder” technique: he infused the power of the Annihilation Divine Lightning into his own bloodline, just as he did when tempering his body. Under these conditions, the lightning would attack the areas already refined within him, detonating internally.
The terrifying force would instantly maximize the tempering effect, producing an explosive power. This explosion carried the destructive might of the lightning, but without any elental signature—only pure, raw explosive force.
In other words, Lan Xuanyu had layered the explosive force of Annihilation Divine Lightning on top of his already terrifying strength.
This style of combat—detonating oneself first, then the enemy—would be equivalent to mutual destruction for most beings.
But Lan Xuanyu was different.
His body was strong enough to withstand the destructive power of the lightning. Any damage could be rapidly repaired. As long as he had sufficient dragon energy—and did he lack that? His dantian had just accumulated a large amount of liquid dragon energy.
This was his first ti using this technique in actual combat since developing it—and Lin Zexuan was the unfortunate test subject.
The results exceeded expectations.
Even Lan Xuanyu’s own wings trembled violently, leaving him slightly uncomfortable. Then he clearly saw it—starting from the point of collision, his opponent’s wing rapidly softened.
Yes—softened.
Lin Zexuan’s dragon wing lost its rigidity, and the effect spread swiftly across his entire body.
At that critical mont, Lin Zexuan demonstrated the strength that had carried him into the round-robin stage.
As he fell, he didn’t hesitate for even a second. His left foreclaw shot out like lightning, grabbing the base of his right wing. With all his strength, he tore—
Rip—!
With a piercing sound, he forcibly ripped off his own right wing.
He imdiately released it, letting the severed wing fall.
Even so, a trace of that terrifying vibration still transmitted into his body. The wound expanded instantly. With a muffled groan, Lin Zexuan plumted toward the ground.
Lan Xuanyu didn’t co out unscathed either. Struggling to stabilize his trembling wings, he barely managed to maintain his balance.
This combat thod was too fierce—so fierce that he couldn’t even follow up with another attack.
He couldn’t use this lightly again. It needed refinent.
That last strike—he hadn’t held back at all.
Lan Xuanyu supported Huang Yuanlang’s plan—to weaken Bai Xiuxiu’s future opponents—but he hadn’t expected the internal explosion of the Annihilation Divine Lightning to produce such terrifying shockwaves. Even his Golden Dragon King Avatar had difficulty enduring it.
Golden Dragon origin energy flowed in. His bloodline vortex spun rapidly, gradually calming the surging power. After that full-force strike, it took nearly ten seconds for his right wing to fully recover, allowing him to resu stable flight.
Lan Xuanyu knew exactly how powerful that attack had been.
But the spectators did not.
Even the Dragon Knights could only tell that he had used so special thod to control his strength—they couldn’t discern the source of the shockwaves. To them, it appeared to be nothing more than overwhelming brute force.
To the other contestants, this battle could be sumd up in a single word:
Fast.
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