As for Sikong Sheng's power, no one had the energy to be amazed anymore. They all knew that in this tea gathering, there were four powerful warriors from the South Rudra Region: Tuo Baku, Ye Chen, Murong Qingcheng, and Sikong Sheng. All of them had the power to make it into the top ten.
The other regions, including the top three regions, were all weaker than the South Rudra Region in terms of top warriors. For example, the Thunder Region would only have the Thunder Princess, Mo Xiang, and Yin Zongli. The top warriors from the Floating Light Region had not all shown up yet, but there would not be more than three of them. It was the same for the Gold Sand Region. Besides the top three regions, there were also the Black Sword Artist from the Black Gold Region and the No.1 young warrior from the Fire Swamp Region, Si Mo, who had just been beaten by Sikong Sheng.
"Lu Hun from the Floating Light Region!"
After Sikong Sheng had beaten Si Mo, another powerful warrior stood up.
He was the No.2 warrior from the Floating Light Region, Lu Hun. Just like Mo Xiang, he was also one of the top five martial geniuses from the southern regions, with a dragon level battling power.
"I hope he does not end up in a draw!" Mo Xiang did not think that Lu Hun would lose, but he was afraid that Lu Hun and Sikong Sheng would end up in a draw. After all, the tea gathering was supposed to be a draw.
On the two miles wide stage, Sikong Sheng and Lu Hun stood a hundred meters away from each other.
The two attacked almost at the same time.
Sikong Sheng's body shook once as he performed his Space Move Step, appearing right next to Lu Hun within a second and throwing out a punch.
Fist Tyrant River!
Boom!
The fist that carried a horrifying power was stopped by a palm, and the owner of the palm was naturally Lu Hun. His body was not huge, and his aura was not aggressive either. However, his body was filled with a mountain-like aura. Under that heavy aura, his every movement was extremely firm. Even when he was blocking Sikong Sheng's palm attack, he still looked extremely calm and relaxed.
The fist power and the palm power clashed with each other, and the blast wave that exploded was like a huge pot that had been flipped upside down, blowing the two away.
"Fist Shattering River!"
Sikong Sheng wanted to win too much. Even when he was flying backward, he did not forget to attack. He pulled his right fist back to his waist and threw it out.
The fist power pierced through the air, leaving a black mark in the air. The black mark extended toward Lu Hun's chest.
"True Martial Kill!"
Facing this powerful fist attack, Lu Hun straightened his right hand and turned his palm into a blade. He threw out a blade attack, cutting off the black mark's path and shattering Sikong Sheng's attack.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
As soon as the two of them landed on the ground, they pounced at each other again. The switch between stillness and movement was so quick.
"Fist Conquering the Country!" "Fist Breaking the Mountains and Seas!" "Fist Breaking the Sky!"
"True Martial Divine Palm!" "True Martial Interception!" "Dark Counterattack!"
Both of them used their ultimate skills and were locked in battle. The entire arena was filled with the shadows of their fists and palm prints.
"Starry Sky Punch!"
Finally, Sikong Sheng performed the last movement of his Mysterious Sky Tyrant Fist Art. Its power was equivalent to twenty to thirty percent of a profound sense martial art.
In the air above the Mountain and Mountain Platform, countless stars flickered in a picturesque manner. That was the phenomenon created by the fist energy. Anyone who came into contact with any of the stars would suffer a crazy attack. Those who faced this attack would feel as if they were in the starry sky, unable to retaliate.
"Powerful! But, it does not work on me."
A serious look flashed through Lu Hun's eyes. He stomped on the ground and turned his body into the air. Countless dark blue palm prints shot out toward Sikong Sheng's fist power. Each of them would cancel out one of the stars, taking up half of the space. As his Zhen yuan was pushed to its limit, the dark blue light around his body intensified, continuously forming into dragon, phoenix, tiger, and turtle shapes, looking like a celestial being.
Naturally, Sikong Sheng did not think that he could beat Lu Hun easily. After all, the latter was at the same level as Mo Xianghe. Even if he was weaker, it would not be that much weaker. All of Sikong Sheng's clothes fluttered in the air without any wind. He took a step forward with his right foot and threw out a fist attack.
Wait, this fist attack did not hit the ground. It was stopped when it was three feet away from the ground. However, a wave of ocean-like Qi power had spread out along the ground. At first, it was messy and messy, but halfway through, it had shrunk to half its size. By the time it reached the ground below Lu Hun, it had already condensed into a beam and exploded, spreading out in a fan shape.
Pap! Pap!
Pap! Before the Qi power arrived, the spiral qi field outside of Lu Hun's body had already sensed it, making a weak exploding sound. However, Lu Hun did not care about it at all. The dark blue turtle formed by his Zhen yuan suddenly sank down and was stepped on by his feet before falling down.
Boom!
The exploding sound of Qi power continued to be heard. Sikong Sheng's attack had been shattered completely before it could even land. That dark blue turtle had an unimaginable suppressive power.
"Dragon, phoenix, tiger, turtle … The martial art on the turtle is the earth mentality. Perhaps, you have mastered all four of them?" Sikong Sheng sneered as he jumped out, throwing out the profound sense martial art that he had used to beat Si Mo, the top young warrior in the Fire Swamp Region – the Earth Core Sinking.
"Yah! Such a horrifying gravity!"
Stepping on the dark blue turtle made of Zhen yuan, Lu Hun felt that he could not move even an inch, as if he was being pulled by the gravity deep underground. Right in front of him, Sikong Sheng's fist enlarged in front of his eyes, that horrifying fist power attacking at a high speed in a spiral shape.
"If you can't dodge it, then you will have to face it head on. You might not be able to dodge it. White Tiger Kill!"
Sinking his qi into his dantian, Lu Hun's eyes shot out a godly light. He reached out his left hand and placed his right fist on his waist, throwing out a punch with a white gold light, clashing with Sikong Sheng's fist power.
Boom!
A mottled light ball was formed between the two's fists.
In the next second!
The light ball exploded.
Pooh!
Pooh!
It was not only Lu Hun who puked out blood, but Sikong Sheng was also puking out blood.
"How is this possible?" Sikong Sheng realized that he was the same as his opponent, unable to move even an inch. He had been forced to take on the backfire of the blast wave, which had wounded his internal organs.
Lu Hun wiped the blood off his mouth, "My Black Tortoise Suppression had suppressed everything within dozens of meters, including you. Although the backfire of the blast wave was very powerful, it had already been weakened by thirty percent. In other words, I had only taken on seventy percent of the backfire. What about you?"
Sikong Sheng had a bad look on his face. He could tell that Lu Hun's wound was lighter than his. If they continued to fight, he would definitely not be his opponent.
In the distance, Mo Xiang, who was watching the battle, laughed, "Although Lu Hun and I have the same power, he is much more durable than me. Fighting with him head on, the one who would suffer is eighty percent."
As a true dragon level warrior, the Thunder Princess had naturally seen all the details of the last battle. She said lightly, "This battle, Lu Hun wins."
"To be able to push Lu Hun to this level … Below the top three true dragon level warriors, only the Beast Prince, Mo Xiang, had managed to do this."
"Although he lost, it was still an honor. This Sikong Sheng is indeed powerful!"
Everyone was well aware of this result. Although it seemed like Sikong Sheng had lost to Lu Hun, he was actually being suppressed. If it were another warrior who was at the same level as Lu Hun, he might not lose.
The sun had risen to the middle of the sky, and it was already afternoon.
By now, everyone had a rough ranking in their hearts. If there were no accidents, this ranking would be the truth.
In most people's minds, the top three would be the top three true dragon level warriors, which were the Thunder Princess, the Edict Prince, and the Astral Spirit son.
The top seven would be Mo Xiang, Tuo Baku, Lu Hun, and Sikong Sheng.
The top fifteen would be Ye Chen, Murong Qingcheng, the Black Sword Artist, the Deadly Sword Artist, Leng Zhuo, Yin Zongli, Si Mo …
Those young warriors who were ranked at the back basically had no hope of fighting for a higher rank, since no matter how hard they tried, they would still be at the back. They could just find some warriors with similar power to fight, since there were so many of them, and the further they were at the back, the harder it would be to determine their rank.
In the afternoon …
Another top battling power had appeared in the Gold Sand Region, and it was the beautiful lady with purple hair who was standing right next to the Astral Spirit son. She had rarely been out in the martial world before, and no one knew about her. Even the young warriors of the Gold Sand Region barely knew about her, so they did not know her power. But, once she attacked, the power she had displayed was enough to shock people. She was actually a dragon level warrior who was not weaker than Mo Xiang.
"Murong Qingcheng, let's have some fun!"
The beautiful lady with purple hair called herself Luo Shanv. She seemed to be very interested in Murong Qingcheng. After beating a couple of powerful warriors, she called out her name.
"Alright!"
Murong Qingcheng nodded and flew into the air. Boom! Boom!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The battle between the two was extremely intense. The purple light and the black light interweaved and clashed continuously, each occupying half of the sky.
Luo Shanv's attacks were ruthless, and each of them was extremely explosive.
Murong Qingcheng's eyesight was unparalleled. She could always block out Luo Shanv's fatal attacks and attack her weak points. She was even more powerful than Mo Yan's Sky Demon Eyes.
Plus, every time a black light flashed in Murong Qingcheng's eyes, her battling power would increase by a lot, which forced Luo Shanv to defend for a while to avoid exposing a fatal flaw.
"I was wrong. Murong Qingcheng does not seem to be weaker than Luo Shanv. Doesn't that mean that her power is also at the same level as Mo Xiang? It is just that she did not show it before."
"Inside the South Rudra Region, the weakest one would be Ye Chen. I really do not understand."
"Not necessarily. The South Rudra Region is full of powerful warriors. Perhaps, Ye Chen has hidden his power as well."
"That is not possible, right? Tuo Baku, Sikong Sheng, and Murong Qingcheng are all at the demi-dragon level. Adding Ye Chen, it would be too much. "
"Stop talking! The winner is about to be decided!"
Boom!
The qi waves spread out on the battlefield as the two human figures were blown back.
"Flying Sky Assassination Cut!"
Touching the ground with the tip of her foot, Murong Qingcheng threw out her ace attack.
Luo Shanv's purple hair danced in the air as a deep purple light shot out from her eyes. She threw out a purple light arc with her spear, which blocked out Murong Qingcheng's attack. Then, she twisted her body, holding another short spear in her left hand. She stabbed it towards Murong Qingcheng's chest.
That spear attack had almost blocked all of Murong Qingcheng's escape routes. Besides fighting it head on, there would be no other option. And if she fought it head on, then the one who would lose would probably be Murong Qingcheng, since her attacking power was not as powerful as Luo Shanv. Right then, a black light appeared on her skin. As the black light appeared, Murong Qingcheng's qi field changed drastically. With the help of her qi, a black qi flow appeared above the Thunder City. However, all of a sudden, the black light on Murong Qingcheng's skin disappeared, and the black qi flow above the Thunder City disappeared as well, as if it was just an illusion.
Dong!
In the end, Murong Qingcheng lost to Luo Shanv and was slightly wounded.
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