“Are you going next?” asked the Great Han Dynasty’s fifth prince, Liu Qingchen.
Zhong Ding continued fanning himself with his folding fan as he said, “Looks like you can no longer suppress your battle intent, fifth prince. You shall go first, then.”
“Haha, it would be rude of me to refuse your offer,” said Liu Qingchen as he roared with laughter.
Liu Qingchen was tall and sturdy. As he stepped onto the ring, a gold radiance surrounded his body, and a vaguely visible phantom of a dragon started hovering around him. With his bright eyes, he looked at Xiang Shaoyun praisingly and said, “Xiang Shaoyun, you live up to your name for defeating them as a third-stage Heaven Battling Realm cultivator. You are indeed worthy of being ranked first on the Saintly Forest Ranking. If we had the same cultivation level, I would directly surrender. But for now, you’re still too weak to face me.”
“All the opponents before this also thought I was weak. Alas, they have all been defeated,” said Xiang Shaoyun nonchalantly.
He could feel a sense of pressure from Liu Qingchen, one that none of his previous opponents had given him. Although Liu Qingchen’s cultivation level was slightly lower than Nangong Ao’s, his combat strength was probably much higher. Of the seven major dynasties, the Great Han Dynasty was among the top three. Their accumulation was something regular organizations couldn’t compare to.
“You’re very confident. Why don’t we make a bet?” asked Liu Qingchen with a crafty look in his eyes.
“What bet?” asked Xiang Shaoyun.
With enough strength, he did not fear any tricks from Liu Qingchen. Thus, he was curious as to what Liu Qingchen wanted to bet with him.
“Even if you lose, I won’t fight over Devil Concubine with you. I only need you to become my follower for 100 years,” said Liu Qingchen.
The expressions of the onlookers changed. That was quite a costly bet.
“Overlord, do not agree!” said Devil Concubine anxiously when she saw how confident Liu Qingchen was.
Liu Qingchen was someone from a dynasty and was a Great Saint. He definitely had some unimaginably powerful trump cards. He wouldn’t have made such a bet otherwise.
Xiang Shaoyun ignored Devil Concubine and asked, “What if you lose?”
“I won’t,” said Liu Qingchen.
“Even a God will die, not to mention you, someone who’s not even a God,” said Xiang Shaoyun. “If you lose, become my follower for 100 years. If you disagree, forget about the bet.”
Liu Qingchen gave it some thought before saying, “I agree.”
“No, fifth prince!” the dao guardian shouted in panic.
He might be confident in Liu Qingchen, but what if something unexpected were to happen?
“My mind is made. If I’m defeated, I’ll be honored to follow a young king among Saints even stronger than me,” said Liu Qingchen. “In any case, I will only win. Come, let us do battle.”
Golden armor appeared around his body, dazzling the entire ring with a bright radiance. The armor wasn’t actually physical armor. Rather, it was something formed with his astral energy. Its defenses were powerful enough to contend against pseudo-god armor.
“Is that the Great Han Dynasty’s Indestructible Avatar?” someone exclaimed in alarm.
“It is rumored that upon full mastery of the Indestructible Avatar, one would gain an indestructible body. Not only would one obtain powerful defenses, but one would also gain incredible recovery speed,” said someone else.
The Indestructible Avatar was an ancient god-grade technique, one of the Great Han Dynasty’s trump cards. Only the imperial princes were allowed to cultivate the technique. Mastering the technique was extremely difficult as it had a harsh requirement on the physical qualities of its cultivator. At most, two out of ten cultivators would be able to successfully cultivate this technique. As for fully mastering it, perhaps only one out of the final two would be successful.
Additionally, only someone with the Liu Clan’s bloodline could cultivate the technique. Ancestors of the Liu Clan had branded the technique with their bloodline, making it a technique that no outsider could cultivate even after obtaining the technique’s manual.
Liu Qingchen was one such person who had successfully cultivated the Indestructible Avatar and had pushed the technique to a considerably high level. It was no wonder he had such confidence in himself.
“His Indestructible Avatar is near full mastery. Even a pseudo-God will not be able to break it. This fifth prince is already undefeatable on this ring,” remarked Mo Xuwu.
“The overlord will be able to defeat him no matter how strong he is,” declared Devil Concubine firmly.
At this time, Xiang Shaoyun smiled and said, “Is this what you’re relying on?”
“I guess,” said Liu Qingchen with a smile. He then took a step forward. The moment he stepped forth, the golden dragon behind him started baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.
From his gathered aura, he proved that he was strong enough to contend against pseudo-Gods.
“Scram!” Xiang Shaoyun roared as the aura of dragon and tiger erupted from his body and collided against the golden dragon. The clash created numerous energy undulations in midair.
As the two auras clashed, the two youths also collided against each other. With his gold energy, Xiang Shaoyun threw out punch after punch, causing the space above the ring to twist and warp.
Because Xiang Shaoyun had started comprehending the simplification of the great dao, his Unrivaled Sky Crushing Punch had started to grow much stronger. Each punch was overbearing and aimed straight for his opponent’s vitals.
As for Liu Qingchen, he demonstrated a strength worthy of the fifth prince of the Great Han Dynasty. Numerous palm attacks were sent forth, colliding against the incoming punches. One punch after another was shattered, and he remained unharmed before Xiang Shaoyun’s barrage of attacks.
Indestructible Palm!
Liu Qingchen was very cautious as he unleashed even greater strength, forming a massive palm that shot toward Xiang Shaoyun. The massive palm covered the entire ring, leaving no way out for Xiang Shaoyun. It also carried an incredible might that shattered all the punches launched by Xiang Shaoyun and pressed Xiang Shaoyun down onto the ground. This palm attack was already as powerful as an attack from a fifth-stage pseudo-God and was comparable to Nangong Ao’s strongest attack.
“Suppress!” Liu Qingchen roared as he pushed more strength into the palm, forcing Xiang Shaoyun’s body to bend.
The surrounding onlookers were all shocked. They believed that Xiang Shaoyun’s only way out of this situation was by using his primal inception energy.
“The gap is too big. I have to use all my strength now,” muttered Xiang Shaoyun as a multicolored radiance finally appeared around his body.
