Chapter 770
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Chapter 768
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Chapter 768
Smiling Tiger
The square of Divine Grace City was in complete silence. Not a single sound could be heard. Every pair of eyes was focused on the broken corpse on the ground. Chapter 768
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The Nephrite Holy Son, the once-in-a-hundred-years Divine Sun Physique, had fallen!
Who knew how many geniuses had appeared in the square before? Bodies with emperor bloodlines, connate saints, and divine physiques — there was an endless stream of them. They'd all displayed their prowess and fought each other, but only a handful of divine physiques had fallen!
If the age gap wasn't too great, a divine physique would have no problem defending itself against an emperor's bloodline, even if it couldn't win. Moreover, the Nephrite Holy Son had put his life on the line and ignited his divine blood. Strictly speaking, he was no weaker than an emperor's bloodline. In fact, he might even have surpassed it!
However, he'd been defeated, utterly defeated, and had even lost his life!
Everyone's hearts shuddered at the sight of the frosty young man. Those from the Radiance Alliance's camp were horrified and even relieved.
Who would've thought that this seemingly non-elemental youth would turn out to be such a god of death?
Even the other three patriarchs and the Radiance Alliance Lord had to admit that they'd misjudged him.
An emperor's bloodline?
He'd done something that even an emperor's bloodline couldn't!
The Beimang Holy Son stood there, the smile on his face long gone. His eyes were filled with astonishment.
Was this really the same youth from a few months ago?
In just a few months, their positions had been flipped …
"Just how did he do it?"
The Beimang Holy Son's heart trembled when he saw the icy curve at the corner of Feng Hao's mouth.
This speed of improvement made him fearful, and his palms broke out in a cold sweat.
"Haha!"
Carefree laughter reverberated from the Imperial City. Feng Zhentian cheered in high spirits. "Well done! As expected of a son of the Feng Clan!"
The Feng Clan's juniors also stared at the figure in shock. Although they already knew that Feng Hao was strong, they hadn't expected Feng Hao to be this strong!
Especially Wind Whisper, he also felt his scalp tingle when he saw Feng Hao's sword blade just now.
Be it the divine sun or the Nephrite Holy Son, they'd both been directly severed. It was simply too terrifying. He even believed that even his body of the War God wouldn't be able to withstand it.
A drop of cold sweat rolled down his cheek, and a complicated look flashed in his eyes.
"Leader of the Radiance Alliance, do you still dare to fight?!"
Feng Zhentian Yi's voice was loud and filled with a thick sense of mockery.
It was obvious that the Radiance Alliance's candidates had been scared out of their wits after Fenghao had killed the Nephrite Holy Son. Even the disciple from the reclusive aristocratic family who'd been chosen as the champion of the competition was frowning deeply, not daring to accept the challenge.
The Alliance Leader's face stiffened when he was questioned in front of everyone. The corners of his mouth twitched as a sinister look flashed across his eyes.
"Go ahead. Remember to be gentle."
After a while, the Alliance Leader regained his composure. He smiled broadly and softly instructed the mysterious young man beside him.
However, if one were to listen carefully, one would vaguely notice a hint of respect and reverence in his tone toward the mysterious man. It was extremely strange.
"Mm."
The young man's attitude toward him didn't seem very courteous. Instead, he acted like a superior. He nodded indifferently and headed straight for the ruined plaza.
Fwoosh! Fwoosh!
Barrier after barrier rose once again, enveloping the plaza.
This was a man that everyone had never seen before. On the surface, his cultivation level was only at the peak of the Martial Highness Realm. However, the surging aura in his body was terrifying. Even the Four Clan Leaders in the Imperial City wore serious looks on their faces.
This man was definitely no weaker than an Emperor Bloodline Physique!
They were certain of this point after a single glance.
The young man's aura was so terrifying that they couldn't immediately determine what kind of energy it was.
The Radiance Alliance's elders, who had been frowning slightly, heaved a sigh of relief when they saw him make his move. They beamed as if victory was already in their grasp.
This man wore the same clothes as the members of the Radiance Alliance. They were pure white and his expression was extremely calm. The corners of his lips curled into a faint smile as if nothing in the outside world could affect his state of mind. Furthermore, he didn't show any signs of caution even though he was facing Feng Hao, who had slain a divine body. It was as if he was a high and mighty god facing an ordinary person.
Feng Hao's expression turned solemn as he watched the man walk over slowly.
This man was like a majestic mountain that was slowly falling toward him. Feng Hao couldn't let his guard down at all due to the vast and heavy pressure.
This was a terrifying person. For some reason, Feng Hao felt that he wasn't just a mere martial venerable!
"You're very powerful."
The man didn't show any hostility as he spoke to Feng Hao with a gentle smile.
"You're not bad yourself."
Feng Hao replied calmly as sweat trickled down his cheeks.
This man's aura was too terrifying. Facing him, Feng Hao felt as if he was being crushed by a mountain. He found it hard to breathe and even his firm heart started to waver slightly.
"No!"
Just as his confidence was about to collapse, Feng Hao suddenly came to his senses. He yelled in his heart and activated the Heaven-battling Art in a frenzy. Battle intent was born from his heart and surged violently, destroying all the negative emotions. A thick battle intent broke out of his body like a peerless divine sword that could destroy everything. It shattered the pressure and returned to normal.
Feng Hao's body was drenched in cold sweat as he looked at the man with a gentle smile in front of him. He was shocked.
He had actually used his aura to such an extent. Most people would have lost before they could even make a move!
If he didn't have the Heaven-battling Art …
Feng Hao's heart skipped a beat as a glint of joy flashed in his eyes.
"Eh?"
Seeing that Feng Hao had actually broken away from his aura, the man was slightly taken aback. A glint of surprise flashed in his eyes as he looked at Feng Hao, who was filled with battle intent. He seemed to have understood something.
"You're really not bad."
The man said calmly.
"Cut the crap!"
Feng Hao was filled with battle intent and anger. He stomped his feet and raised his Qilin Arm, smashing it toward the man.
This man was a smiling tiger. He looked like a good person on the surface, but he was secretly using his aura to break down one's psychological defenses and hide his killing intent.
"Hehe."
The man still didn't get angry. He shook his head and chuckled. Seeing that Feng Hao was charging at him with a face full of violence, he slowly stretched out his palm and faced the fist that was covered in scales. See no ads, please go to.
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