Although the Holy Ancestor's Long Fist was created by the Human King, it had been passed down for almost a hundred thousand years and was severely damaged.
It was supposed to be a peerless technique, but now it was only a top-tier gold grade martial art. It wasn't even a jade grade martial art.
However, this kind of fist technique still depended on who was using it.
Ling Xiao had witnessed Hime Myung-kō's power today.
She had only used a top-tier gold grade martial art with one punch, but she had broken Qin Bixue's overbearing technique in an instant.
The terrifying blood-red blade aura shattered one after another, as if it had met the most terrifying resistance in the world. It couldn't move an inch forward.
A strange look flashed across Ling Xiao's eyes. Although he did not like this Holy Son, he had to admit that this person's strength was indeed top-notch.
Not only was his cultivation base strong, but his mastery of martial arts had reached the acme of perfection.
Her Holy Ancestor's Long Fist had clearly been cultivated to the "Perfection" level. Its power was no less than a jade grade martial art.
Moreover, she had the help of the Natural Dragon Soul, which gave her an endless supply of power. Qin Bixue was like a challenger trying to break through the towering waves.
No matter how strong the challenger was, he couldn't overcome the power of the sea.
"Holy Book of Bloody Blade, Blood War in All Directions!"
If killing in all directions didn't work, then he would fight in all directions!
Qin Bixue's technique had been neutralized, but his confidence hadn't. In the face of such a strong opponent, his competitive spirit had been aroused.
All the heavenly essence in his body condensed on the blood blade in his hand. With one slash, eight blade shadows appeared, each one stronger than the previous one.
The faces of the young martial artists who were closer to the martial arts stage instantly turned pale.
This was because this move could draw in a martial artist's blood and Qi, causing them to feel uncomfortable as their blood and Qi churned. Its power was terrifying, causing these young martial artists to suffer a huge psychological trauma.
Hime Myung-kō, who had been fighting with a smile on her face, frowned slightly.
However, that was all.
She slowly took a deep breath, and then the natural dragon soul behind her let out a loud dragon roar. Her entire being seemed to have fused with the dragon soul.
Then, he threw out a punch that turned into an extremely powerful divine dragon. It seemed like he was going to swallow the Qin Bixue in one gulp.
"Natural Dragon Fist!"
Just like its name, the moves of this punch were not flashy or complicated, but the power of the punch was enough to stupefy anyone who saw it.
In that instant, the entire space of the martial arts stage seemed to have completely fused into this punch.
With the will of nature, it blasted toward the Qin Bixue.
It was unstoppable.
There was no way to stop it.
The void began to tear apart.
Space began to distort.
Most of the audience could no longer see the situation on the stage, especially the figure of the Qin Bixue who was enveloped by the Natural Dragon Fist.
Ji Mingkong just stood there. From the beginning to the end, her feet didn't move from her position.
He was like a king between heaven and earth, dominating heaven and earth.
Even the leader of the Heavenly King Sect, Sikong Zun, and the Holy Emperor could not help but nod in approval.
"Although Mingkong is a girl, she is outstanding. Although she is not as good as Yu Xuanyue, she is definitely one of the best in this generation. I am relieved to pass the throne to her."
The Holy Emperor was very satisfied.
"Yes, as long as the Heavenly Dragon Academy and the Sacred Dynasty unite, we will not only control the present, but also the future. The Sacred Dynasty will only become stronger and more invincible!"
Sikong Zun nodded slowly and said, "If anyone refuses to unite, they must die. The Sacred Dynasty does not need people with different opinions!"
Boom!
At this moment, a loud noise came from the martial arts stage. The two of them hurriedly looked up.
On the martial arts stage, cracks had already appeared on the original array, as if it could collapse at any time.
Qin Bixue, on the other hand, was lying flat on the ground. Her breathing was ragged, and her face had turned completely red.
"Looks like the outcome has been decided. The Holy Son is still too strong. In front of him, Qin Bixue, Ling Xiao, and Long Chen are nothing."
"Yes, as expected of the Holy Son. I'm afraid it's just as he said. Only Mo Wushang can pose a threat to him."
"The Natural Dragon Fist, the Dragon Fist Technique. It really complements the Holy Son's background."
"But I also admire Qin Bixue. He can actually force the Holy Son to use the Natural Dragon Fist. This kid's strength is really impressive."
"That's right. It's not that Qin Bixue is weak, it's that the Holy Son is too strong. He's not on the same level as the rest."
"Hahaha, hahahaha, hahahaha!"
Suddenly, just when most people thought the battle was over and Qin Bixue had lost.
A maniacal laugh suddenly sounded in the martial arts stage.
Qin Bixue suddenly stood up.
His whole body was covered in a blood-red color.
"I didn't want to use this move, but I have to in order to defeat you!
Bloody Thunder Dance of the Holy Book of the Bloody Blade! "
Qin Bixue's voice sounded again.
At that moment, the entire martial arts stage turned blood-red.
"Quick, let's work together to repair the defensive array. Otherwise, it'll be dangerous!"
The chief judge could see clearly that Qin Bixue's move was extremely powerful. It could definitely shatter the already cracked defensive array.
Therefore, he shouted and jumped out. Together with the rest of the judges, they began to repair the defensive array.
The two people in the martial arts stage were obviously not affected by the outside world.
The blood-red lightning was wreaking havoc.
Every bolt of lightning was a blood-red blade.
In the past, people had said that it was impossible for blades to fall from the sky. However, at this moment, blades were falling from the sky in the martial arts stage. Moreover, every blade was extremely terrifying.
All of the blood-red blades were charging toward Hime Myung-kō. They were so fast that they looked like streaks of lightning.
Huh?
Hime Myung-kō looked surprised. She did not expect Qin Bixue to be able to unleash such a powerful attack.
At that moment, her entire body was enveloped by the blood-red lightning. It was impossible to see what was happening to her.
Rumble!
Rumble! Rumble! Cracks started to appear on the martial arts stage.
The defensive array was not damaged because the chief judge and the rest of the judges were doing their best to maintain it. However, this scene was enough to shock the audience.
"Qin Bixue has such a powerful move. Is Holy Son going to lose?"
Many of Holy Son's loyal fans in the audience were anxious.
They were anxious because they could see how terrifying Qin Bixue's move was.
They were all martial artists in the Celestial Realm.
Naturally, they could see that Qin Bixue's Bloody Thunder Dance could even kill a Celestial Realm martial artist in the One-Line-Sky Realm.
Of course, it was only an ordinary martial artist in the One-Line-Sky Realm.
If it was a genius martial artist, it would be impossible.
However, the problem was that Hime Myung-kō was only a Celestial Realm martial artist. He had not even reached the Celestial Realm. Did that mean that he was doomed?
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