The main reason Ouyang Chuanqi had decided to follow Xiang Shaoyun was due to his fear of the Nether Soul Domain. His last bet with Xiang Shaoyun had also played a great role in that. Thus, he didn’t mind following Xiang Shaoyun for a bit to figure out if Xiang Shaoyun had scarier trump cards.
As he got to know Xiang Shaoyun, he learned just how much a freak Xiang Shaoyun was. Apart from a crazy speed of advancement, there did not seem to be an end to Xiang Shaoyun’s potential. He would always display an unimaginable strength when one least expected it. Because of that, Ouyang Chuanqi had the feeling that the gap between him and Xiang Shaoyun was only growing larger and larger.
Xiang Shaoyun was now a peak Emperor, and that dealt Ouyang Chuanqi an even greater blow. He did not even have the courage to face Xiang Shaoyun in a fight anymore. Prior to entering the secret space, Xiang Shaoyun was still a peak seventh-stage Dragon Ascension Realm. It had only been six months, yet he had grown by two stages, reaching the very apex of the Dragon Ascension Realm. Who could compare with him in terms of growth speed?
How old was Xiang Shaoyun currently? He was not even 30 years old. Not many people in the four academies could match his growth speed.
The surrounding disciples took some time to recover, and then a huge uproar erupted.
“This is not possible, right? How did he defeat Senior Brother Zhou with one hit? No, this is not true. I will challenge him!”
“You won’t cut it. Let me go. Senior Brother Zhou must have been suffering from some injuries after so many battles. I will definitely beat this kid so badly he starts crying for his mother.”
“That’s right. Senior Brother Zhou must have been too exhausted. Not everyone can defend the stage until the end. The final person standing will be the ultimate victor.”
“Are you blind? He won with true strength. Feel free to step on the stage if you don’t believe it. I guarantee you the result would be the same.”
Unsurprisingly, some of the disciples were unwilling to accept Xiang Shaoyun’s victory, and one such person stepped onto the stage. The challenger was someone Xiang Shaoyun knew somewhat. He was Ling Zhiyan, one of the people orbiting Gu Feng of the True Martial Academy earlier.
With a demanding tone, he looked at Xiang Shaoyun and said, “If you do not want to leave on a stretcher, hand over the saint soul fruits. I promise no harm will come your way if you agree. In fact, I can help you get an easy victory if you agree.”
Ling Zhiyan knew that Xiang Shaoyun had impressive combat strength, but he was pretty strong himself. He had long reached ninth-stage Dragon Ascension Realm, and although he was Gu Feng’s attendant, he was also a genius cultivator ranked 17th in the True Martial Academy.
“You talk too much,” remarked Xiang Shaoyun indifferently.
“Looks like you really don’t know what’s good for you. Fine, get ready to leave on a stretcher,” said Ling Zhiyan as a pair of fiery wheels appeared in his hands. A powerful burst of flame erupted from him as the two fiery wheels turned into two brilliant suns that intersected to form a powerful disk of flame that he tossed toward Xiang Shaoyun.
Dual Sun Wheel!
The two fiery wheels moved in an “8” trajectory as they headed toward Xiang Shaoyun. A raging wave of flame surged forth overbearingly, an attack no ordinary person could block. Unfortunately for him, such an attack wasn’t anything for Xiang Shaoyun. He reached out with both hands to catch the two fiery wheels.
The sight shocked many observers. After all, the wheels were a pair of sovereign weapons. Xiang Shaoyun was actually attempting to grab them bare-handed when they were moving at such a high speed. Even if the raging flame around the wheels wouldn’t kill him, the wheels themselves should be capable of killing him.
“Fool,” Ling Zhiyan sneered.
He already had a follow-up attack prepared, but when he saw what Xiang Shaoyun did, he believed that the follow-up was no longer necessary. What happened next was Xiang Shaoyun’s act of completely disregarding the flame and successfully catching the two wheels in his hands.
All the disciples were dumbfounded. Were those still human hands? They actually managed to catch the fiery wheels? That felt too unreal.
Ling Zhiyan was only distracted momentarily. He immediately launched his follow-up attack. He charged forth and swung an arm at Xiang Shaoyun, throwing a figure over. The figure’s appearance was completely unexpected.
Roar!
At the same time the figure appeared, a fearsome roar rang out. The surrounding disciples felt their blood stirring, and if they were any nearer, many would probably die or suffer serious injuries from the impactful roar.
Xiang Shaoyun had initially expected Ling Zhiyan to attack with some concealed weapons, but it turned out that he had actually thrown out a flaming lion. The flaming lion also happened to be a mutated beast, and it probably had the same concealment technique as Money that allowed it to embed itself on Ling Zhiyan’s body.
The lion’s roar caught Xiang Shaoyun by complete surprise, and he was momentarily deafened. The lion arrived before Xiang Shaoyun and opened its jaws wide, chomping down at Xiang Shaoyun’s head with its sharp fangs.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Some of the women present shrieked in alarm as they could already imagine Xiang Shaoyun’s head being split.
This is the consequence of refusing to listen to me, thought Ling Zhiyan proudly.
Suddenly, Xiang Shaoyun sent a kick out. The kick struck the flaming lion’s underbelly and sent it spinning toward Ling Zhiyan, giving Ling Zhiyan a great fright. Ling Zhiyan hurriedly tried capturing the flaming lion with soft energy to minimize the injury the lion might suffer.
But when he came in contact with the lion, he felt a terrifying impact that made it hard for him to catch the lion. Thus, the lion’s massive body landed on him and crushed him on the stage. Everything had happened too fast, and everyone still couldn’t wrap their mind around it.
Xiang Shaoyun lightly landed on the lion and stood on it, forming some sort of flesh pyramid with Xiang Shaoyun on top, the lion in the middle, and Ling Zhiyan at the very bottom. It made for quite a comical sight.
The lion roared indignantly, and it struggled to get up. However, it was as though a mountain was pressing down on it. No matter how it struggled, it couldn’t break free. At the same time, Ling Zhiyan was also incapable of mustering any strength, and he felt absolutely humiliated.
He just couldn’t understand why Xiang Shaoyun was unaffected by the lion’s roar. In truth, Xiang Shaoyun wasn’t unaffected. He had merely been able to recover instantly. The roar wasn’t able to deal enough damage to him, allowing him to react almost instantaneously.
At present, Xiang Shaoyun was using the profundity of earth to concentrate the power of heaviness and gravity to suppress the lion and Ling Zhiyan, making escape impossible for them.
After all, Xiang Shaoyun’s soul had reached the level of a seventh-stage Sovereign. Nobody in the Emperor Realm could hope to withstand his soul suppression.
“I surrender,” Ling Zhiyan quickly surrendered as he was unwilling to continue lying in his current position before all the disciples like a clown.
