"Shenlang versus Lei Ming."
Boom!!!
In an instant, the crowd exploded. The cheers of the crowd almost overturned the entire plaza.
Lei Ming was called Lei Long, and some called him the "Berserk Lei Long."
Lei Ming was the second son of the Lei Family, one of the twenty-one major powers in the Zhenwu Continent.
The Lei Family's Five Lightning Mysterious Technique was known as the strongest body tempering technique in the Zhenwu Continent.
This time, everyone was serious. This was the most important battle since the start of the finals.
This battle was also the battle where Shenlang would prove himself. No matter how stunning Shenlang was, it all depended on this battle.
If Shenlang won, everyone would acknowledge his previous performance. If Shenlang lost, then his provocation of Zhao Jiuzhou and the others would become a joke. And this joke would accompany Shenlang for the rest of his life.
"Young Master, beat him up."
Jin Wuming, who had been silent all this while, suddenly spoke up when Shen Lang stood up.
The moment Shenlang stood up, a boundless domineering aura radiated out. Everyone who felt Shenlang's aura couldn't help but change their expressions.
"What a powerful aura."
As Shenlang's aura erupted, Lei Ming, who was sitting in the VIP seats, also stood up.
Lei Ming's aura wasn't any weaker than Shenlang's. However, Lei Ming's aura wasn't domineering, but violent. Arcs of lightning swam around Lei Ming's body, as if he was the Thunder King.
"Ming 'er, don't throw the Lei Family's face."
A middle-aged man sitting beside Lei Ming said indifferently.
"Second Uncle, don't worry. Ming 'er will make him lie down on the stage."
Boom!
Lei Ming's feet moved, and a bolt of lightning flashed as he suddenly appeared on the stage.
He crossed his arms and stared at Shenlang, who was slowly standing up from the spectator seats.
Roar!
With a dragon's roar, a golden dragon circled Shenlang's body. Just as Shenlang took a step forward, the circling golden dragon suddenly appeared under Shenlang's feet.
What shocked everyone was that Shen Lang actually flew down from the spectator stand while standing on the golden dragon.
The spectator stand was in the shape of a staircase. Shenlang didn't like to sit low, so he sat at the very top.
At this time, Shenlang was like the Nine Heavens God, Wang Lin. He stepped on a golden dragon and arrived in the sky above the martial arts stage.
Everyone looked at Shenlang, who was standing on the golden dragon, and they could not help but feel a sense of awe.
The golden dragon once again circled around Shenlang's body. Shenlang's clothes fluttered as he landed on the stage.
In everyone's eyes, Shenlang's appearance was much more domineering than Lei Ming's.
"Lei Ming!"
The corners of Shen Lang's mouth curled up.
As the two of them appeared on the battling platform, the atmosphere of the entire Martial Arts Plaza became solemn.
No one made a sound. Everyone held their breaths and looked at Shenlang and Lei Ming quietly.
It was as if they were looking at the two gods, afraid that they would be killed mercilessly if they made a sound.
"Shenlang, I will let you know the fear of being dominated by lightning."
Lei Ming's body was covered in lightning. The ground under his feet cracked inch by inch. It was a terrifying sight.
Roar!
The golden dragon roared to the sky as if it was provoked by Lei Ming, offending its dignity.
Looking at Lei Ming, who was covered in lightning, Shenlang said coldly.
"You know nothing about power. Today, I will let you know what power is."
As soon as he finished speaking, the golden dragon roared to the sky and rushed out.
The golden dragon soared across the sky. Wherever it passed, the ground cracked. It was a terrifying sight.
"Break for me!"
Lei Ming shouted angrily. It was like a sudden clap of thunder. Lightning flashed on his fist.
Boom!
The golden dragon roared and turned into golden light all over the sky.
Shenlang was not surprised that the golden dragon was broken. If Lei Ming could not even withstand his True Qi attack, then he would be too weak to be ranked ninth on the Ranking List of Young Masters.
"There are 18 moves in my Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Enjoy it."
The corners of Shen Lang's mouth curled up.
Boom!
The first move, the second move, the third move …
Shenlang seemed to be taking a stroll in the park. The golden dragon kept flying out of his palm, roaring and rushing toward Lei Ming.
"Five Thunder Storm Fist."
The Thunder True Qi around Lei Ming became more violent. As Lei Ming waved his fist, thunder snakes danced.
At this time, from the perspective of the spectators, it was like a battle between a golden dragon and a thunder snake. The two of them stood on opposite sides, with the dragon and the snake in the middle constantly biting.
It was not until the 18th golden dragon flew out that Shenlang slowly withdrew his palm.
Boom!
The last golden dragon was smashed by Lei Ming, and he also slowly withdrew his fist.
Although the two of them had stopped, the atmosphere on the battling platform did not ease at all. Instead, it became more tense.
"Dragon Subduing the World!"
Shenlang's figure instantly soared into the sky. A golden dragon shadow emerged from Shenlang's body. This golden dragon was much bigger than the ones Shenlang had sent out. It was simply the size of all the golden dragons added together.
Roar!
The huge golden dragon roared and rushed toward Lei Ming on the ground.
"Mystic Thunder Tyrant Body!"
When Lei Ming saw Shenlang's move, his expression became very dignified. He knew that this should be the strongest move of Shenlang's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
Dragon Subduing the World was a move that Shenlang had comprehended by himself with 100% proficiency from the system. He condensed all the moves of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms into one palm and unleashed it in an instant.
Lei Ming's body flashed with thunder light, and a protective shield formed by Thunder True Qi covered his body.
Boom!!!
An earth-shattering sound shook the entire Martial Arts Plaza.
More than half of the battling platform was sunk. At the place where Lei Ming was standing, a three-meter deep pit appeared. Thick smoke floated in the pit, and Lei Ming's figure could not be seen.
"Hiss!"
"Is it … is it over?"
Everyone looked at the battling platform in disbelief and guessed.
"No, it's not over yet."
Xie Hen and the others who were sitting below the platform were shocked and said in a deep voice.
Boom!
A figure flew out of the pit and landed on the other side of the platform that was intact.
"Shenlang, you have angered me."
"I'm going to kill you!"
Lei Ming roared. As soon as his voice fell, Lei Ming turned into a bolt of lightning and suddenly appeared in front of Shenlang. He clenched his fist that contained the power of thunder and punched toward Shenlang.
Huh?
Shenlang raised his eyebrows. He did not expect that Lei Ming would still have the strength to attack him after receiving his Dragon Subduing the World. It seemed that those who could enter the top ten of the Mortal List were not simple.
Bang!
Shenlang swung his fist and collided with Lei Ming's.
Crack! The ground beneath their feet instantly shattered and the two of them quickly exchanged blows. Only a small part of the battling platform was left intact, and the two of them were constantly flickering.
The weaker martial artists could not see the battle at all. They could only see two indistinct figures, one white and one blue. The rest of them could only follow the sound of the two figures.
Shenlang's performance made Dai Chong and the others gasp. The Lei Family was known as the strongest Physique Training in the Zhenwu Continent. When they saw Shenlang and Lei Ming fighting in close quarters, they thought that Shenlang was overestimating himself and would definitely be suppressed by Lei Ming. There was even a possibility that he would be defeated by Lei Ming because of his arrogance.
Even in the Primordial Era, the ancestors of the Lei Family could fight with demonic beasts. From this, it could be seen how strong the Lei Family's body was.
However, they did not expect that after so many exchanges, Shenlang would not be at a disadvantage.
Did Shenlang not have any shortcomings?
He was fast, strong, and was proficient in both the sword and the saber. Even his fists and feet were not weak.
Where did this freak come from? How could he let others live?
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