TL: GoldenLung
“Lan wins.”
Yes—Lan Xuanyu had won.
With a single punch, he defeated such a powerful opponent and claid victory in this match.
Lan Xuanyu said nothing. He slowly withdrew his Divine Dragon Armor, revealing his female attire once more. He gave a slight bow of acknowledgnt to the middle-aged man, then turned and walked off the field.
At this mont, the eyes of the other contestants were all fixed on him.
What kind of power was that?
With just one punch, Lan Xuanyu had defeated the Azure-Blue Elephant Dragon, who specialized in strength.
It was terrifying.
And that power had been unleashed from a human body.
A Higher Dragon’s strength could be this overwhelming?
Not only the Interdiate and Lower Dragons were astonished—even the Higher Dragons were deeply shaken.
Zhang Liang Ruixiao stared blankly at Lan Xuanyu as he slowly approached, eyes wide.
“Th-This… how is this possible? Her strength is that great?”
Qi Tianlong said calmly, “Do you think the title of Top Rising Dragon is so easily obtained? She certainly did not earn it by appearance alone. Strength is the decisive factor.”
As Lan Xuanyu drew nearer, Zhang Liang Ruixiao’s heart filled with fear. He unconsciously stepped back two paces, making way for him.
On the other side, although Huang Yuanlang was equally shocked, he felt an indescribable sense of exhilaration.
He walked forward to et Lan Xuanyu and gave him a thumbs-up.
Lan Xuanyu nodded in response and then ca to Bai Xiuxiu’s side.
Bai Xiuxiu grasped his wrist and asked with concern, “Are you alright?”
Lan Xuanyu shook his head. “I’m fine. Do your best.”
As he spoke, he gently patted Bai Xiuxiu’s hand.
Instantly, Bai Xiuxiu felt an incomparably rich dragon aura surge into her body, causing her bloodline to strengthen in an instant. Her soul core radiated brilliant light.
She looked at Lan Xuanyu in surprise.
Lan Xuanyu winked at her.
Without asking further questions, Bai Xiuxiu stepped forward while the Higher Dragons were still imrsed in shock. She took the initiative to enter the field.
She would be the second to compete.
Perhaps because Lan Xuanyu’s punch had been so astonishing, no one moved to stop Bai Xiuxiu. She was allowed to enter the arena freely and prepare for her second match.
Lan Xuanyu closed his eyes, silently sensing the changes within his body.
Yes, he had only thrown a single punch—but that seemingly simple punch was anything but simple for him.
His arena had been located at the center—the very heart of the Rising Dragon Platform.
That day, it was at that exact location that the Dragon God gazed at him in mory.
It was also there that he had felt feedback from the Rising Dragon Platform.
Just now, when the Azure-Blue Elephant Dragon Yu Jiu prepared to attack—and even threaten him—his bloodline had naturally produced an invisible majesty.
That majesty had not been released outward.
Instead, it filled his bloodline itself.
This was not sothing Lan Xuanyu originally possessed.
It ca from the Rising Dragon Platform.
When faced with Yu Jiu’s provocation, this majesty erged naturally.
Was this the Dragon God’s dragon might?
That was Lan Xuanyu’s first thought. Though he could not be certain, he believed it must be a similar ability.
Then he felt Dragon Force surging within the Rising Dragon Platform beneath his feet, rapidly pouring into his body and into his dragon core.
This Dragon Force was almost indistinguishable from his own Dragon God power. He did not even need to convert it.
For a mont, Lan Xuanyu felt as if his entire body was about to burst from excess strength.
The effects of the Dragon Force body-tempering he had undergone these past days manifested instantly.
Though the Azure-Blue Elephant Dragon Yu Jiu appeared massive and overwhelmingly strong, at that mont Lan Xuanyu had only one thought:
A re pseudo-dragon dares to offend my dignity?
The Golden Dragon roar had not been deliberately activated by Lan Xuanyu.
The Dragon Force within him had simply been too overwhelming—the Golden Dragon roar had erupted on its own.
This ti, facing a pseudo-dragon, the dragon might unleashed by the Golden Dragon roar was even more domineering than before.
Under its effect, Yu Jiu’s charge was reduced by half.
Yu Jiu had felt extre terror—his heart nearly leapt out of his chest. How could he possibly display his full strength?
In the next instant, Lan Xuanyu’s fist had arrived.
The Rising Golden Dragon combined with the Golden Dragon Roar, transforming into an incomparably powerful punch that fully unleashed the Golden Dragon King’s strength.
Yu Jiu had been blasted backward instantly, his own fangs nearly piercing into his brain.
Although the feedback from the Rising Dragon Platform had already faded, Lan Xuanyu’s body was still brimming with Dragon Force. Even his dragon core was struggling to absorb it all.
Using such pure and imnse Dragon Force for body tempering—the effects were self-evident.
Therefore, the thing he most wanted to do now was return to his residence and imdiately cultivate through body tempering.
Even he had not expected that, not only would he gain imnse fa among the dragon race through the Rising Dragon Competition and greatly enhance his practical combat ability—
He could also obtain benefits directly from the Rising Dragon Platform.
This was truly an unexpected delight.
Thus, he needed to advance even further in the tournant. The further he went, the more Dragon Force he could absorb.
He now fully believed what the Treasure Seeking Beast had said: if he were to break through his bottleneck here, it was indeed possible to ascend to godhood in a single step.
This was truly a remarkable place.
The Dragon God’s Super God artifact was astonishingly powerful.
While Lan Xuanyu was still sensing the changes within his body, Bai Xiuxiu was already in the arena.
Her opponent entered cautiously.
The scene of Yu Jiu offending Lan Xuanyu and nearly being killed by a single punch had thoroughly intimidated the Interdiate and Lower Dragons.
Bai Xiuxiu’s opponent in this round was once again a Lower Dragon.
But it was a lucky one—and among the best of them.
After the first elimination round, fewer than one in ten Lower Dragons remained.
Bai Xiuxiu’s luck could be said to be extrely good—at least far better than Lan Xuanyu’s.
She carefully examined her opponent.
This dragon carried an aura she instinctively disliked.
Its body was covered in pale yellow scales everywhere except its abdon. The scales emitted a faint golden glow.
It was not that its abdon lacked scales—but the scales there were white and noticeably thinner, indicating that it was not far from advancing to Interdiate Dragon status.
If it could persist longer in this Rising Dragon Competition, it might truly advance to Interdiate Dragon.
“Begin.”
The middle-aged man announced the start of the match.
The pale yellow dragon respectfully bowed to Bai Xiuxiu.
Its dragon head—noticeably larger than that of most dragons—instantly lit up.
Pale golden light blood forth, mixed with milky-white radiance.
A dense aura of light attribute erupted.
At once, Bai Xiuxiu understood why she disliked the opponent’s aura.
Her Abyssal Frost Demon Dragon possessed dual attributes of darkness and ice.
Her opponent, however, possessed the light attribute.
Their attributes were inherently opposed.
How could she possibly feel favorable toward it?
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