"It's over!"
At that moment, Xia Ping ended his last group match. He saw his opponent, an ordinary holy dragon, explode with a single punch. His eyes were filled with disbelief.
Then, he was announced as the first in his group and officially earned the right to participate in the tournament. Out of the 108 groups, he was the fastest to earn the right to participate.
The other groups were still in the midst of tough matches, and the battles were intense.
"Not a bad experience."
Xia Ping smiled. He had gone through almost 4,000 battles, and they were all holy dragons of the same level. This had given him great benefits and rewards.
To be honest, he had been too reliant on his treasures and bloodline power, and had neglected his own battle techniques and accomplishments.
In this tournament, however, he had completely thrown away all his advantages. Everyone's physique was the same, and it was just a competition of battle techniques and awareness.
This made him pick up the battle techniques and experience that he had lost for a long time. It was as if the battle memories deep in his blood had suddenly surged to his mind.
He had thoroughly mastered all of his battle techniques and mystiques, and seemed to have reached a state of fine detail.
At that moment, he was more familiar with his body than ever before, and he was familiar with every drop of power in his body.
He felt that after going through 4,000 battles, the bottleneck of his body seemed to have loosened quite a bit. The magic power deep in his body was rapidly increasing, and his understanding of spatial laws had also become more profound.
It seemed that he was not far from the late Ancient Realm.
"But this battle was so easy because of the Demon Heart Seal."
Xia Ping narrowed his eyes.
The so-called Demon Heart Seal was a mystique he had obtained from the Hell's Heavenly Heart Demon. It could read people's minds and sense their emotions.
This was originally just a support ability, but during the course of a battle, it could unleash shocking effects.
Being able to easily sense his enemy's emotions meant that he could easily control his enemy's attack patterns, thoughts, and intentions.
It was as if he could predict his enemy's every move and foresee the future.
One could imagine that this alone gave him a great advantage in the course of a battle. Often, his enemy would not even know what was going on before he blew them up with one punch.
Of course, in addition to the Demon Heart Seal, his Bloodline Divine Ability, the Infernal Golden Crow Claw, was also a rather powerful Divine Ability. Even if he didn't use his bloodline to activate this Divine Ability, it was still one of the best Divine Abilities in the world just by relying on his own skills.
Just by using a bit of the Infernal Golden Crow Claw's technique and power, he could instantly unleash 108 times the power of his body. This was practically the limit of magic power techniques, as well as the limit of the laws of the universe.
Ordinary holy dragons would be considered geniuses if they could unleash dozens of times their strength when using these martial arts moves. However, Xia Ping was able to unleash 108 times his strength. It was simply heaven-defying.
There was also the Infernal Golden Crow wings on his body. This was a rather powerful speed god art.
He used his magic power to condense a pair of wings on his body. Many void runes appeared on the wings, allowing his body to easily sense spatial fluctuations.
One could imagine that his speed was unbelievably fast with the Golden Crow of Hell's wings.
In a flash, he could appear in front of his enemies and kill them.
In addition, the Seven Malice Dragon Roar, Hell Demon Suppression Spear, Great Yin Yang Tablet Breaking Hand, Yin Yang Book of Yin Yang, and so on could all give him extremely powerful combat power, enough to sweep away everything.
"Alright, as long as tomorrow is over, I'll be able to sweep away this group of holy dragons and become the champion of the martial arts tournament. My name will be known throughout Tyrannical Dragon City. By then, wouldn't it be a piece of cake to earn dragon crystals?!" Xia Ping touched his chin. For someone who came from Earth, no one knew better than him that fame was money.
However, he was still not in a hurry. He sat cross-legged and cultivated quietly, quietly comprehending the constantly skyrocketing power in his body. It was as if countless laws of the universe were operating in the void around him, and countless mysteries of the laws were pouring into the depths of his sea of consciousness.
This battle had helped him a lot in his cultivation.
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At this time, on the other side, the matches of the other 107 groups of holy dragons had finally ended. The winners and losers had been decided, and the powerful holy dragons had won the right to participate in the competition.
Some of the holy dragons who were already familiar with each other took the opportunity to gather together and discuss something in secret.
"Have you guys heard of the name Master Mutaito recently?"
A holy dragon opened his mouth.
"Of course I have. This kid is in the limelight, and his name has already spread throughout Tyrannical Dragon City. Many giant dragons think that this kid is likely to be the champion of this martial arts tournament. However, this is also a matter of course. After all, he passed the group stage with a complete victory record. Not many people here can do this. "
A holy dragon sneered.
"Hehe, I don't know where this country dragon came from. How dare he come to steal our limelight. He really doesn't know what's good for him. We must teach him a lesson in the finals. Tyrannical Dragon City is not a place where just any dragon can come."
A holy dragon showed a disdainful look.
"This martial arts tournament is of great importance. Maybe the Dragon God Shrine will send a dragon down for inspection. If we can get a good result in the martial arts tournament, maybe the Dragon God Shrine will take a fancy to us. So we can't let this Master Mutaito continue to be arrogant. Otherwise, we won't have a chance."
"That's right. This Master Mutaito is indeed powerful. If we fight one-on-one, we may not be his match. Only if we join forces will we have a chance."
"The finals will be a melee. Only the one who survives will be the champion. That Master Mutaito is powerful, but two fists can't fight against four hands. I'm afraid he will be the first to be eliminated."
"Of course, we have to eliminate him first. Every year, the most popular holy dragon is the first to be eliminated. Who told them to be arrogant and don't know the principle of pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger."
"Indeed, only by knowing how to hide and hide can we have a chance to win."
"Some old foxes have known this for a long time. Even if they can pass the group stage with a complete victory record, they didn't do it. Instead, they deliberately lost a few games to let other dragons think that they are very weak."
"Damn, all the dragons are so treacherous."
"In short, kill this Master Mutaito first. Who told him to be arrogant and not know the rules."
Many holy dragons were talking about it. They had secretly joined forces to form an offensive and defensive alliance in the tournament. First, they would eliminate those relatively powerful holy dragons, and then they would decide the winner among themselves.
In this way, no matter who won the championship, they would be a part of it.
Basically, the title of the champion of every martial arts tournament was collected by them in this way.
And this Master Mutaito actually wanted to suddenly rise and take the title of champion from them. It was simply a fool's dream.
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