Supreme Dragon Soul.

Chapter 606 One punch explodes, using fingers as swords
Meng He let out a long roar, a chilling sound filled with killing intent that soared straight into the sky.

The inner sect elders present all remained silent.

This battle concerns the genius disciples on the Xuanhe Ranking and involves the competition between the two factions within the sect. It is not a life-or-death battle between ordinary disciples, so it is not appropriate for them to intervene.

"allow!"

Suddenly, a desolate sound, like thunder, emanated from a golden crack, causing the void to tremble.

"Heh, even Shi Huang couldn't sit still anymore..."

The elder on the Mingzong Platform looked at the golden crack and let out a cold laugh.

"Elder Shi Huang values ​​his reputation the most. Qi Feiyu is his disciple. Today, he was looked down upon by Luo Cheng, and the Crown Prince Hall suffered such a heavy blow. As a supporter of Nangong Jue, he must be in a bad mood."

Elder Qingkui said, glancing towards the plaza, "Luo Cheng seems to have acted somewhat recklessly this time. Leaving aside Qi Feiyu for now, Meng He is ranked forty-first on the Xuanhe Ranking, and his strength is not weak..."

The Supreme Elder of the Ming Sect said, "Don't worry, Luo Cheng is so confident and has a strong foundation, he must have something to rely on. Besides, with you and me here, there's nothing to worry about!"

The moment the Supreme Elder of Mingzong decided to take Luo Cheng under his wing, he regarded Luo Cheng as his disciple, and he would not stand idly by and watch Luo Cheng get into trouble.

Elder Qingkui smiled helplessly and nodded slightly.

That's just how Elder Mingzong is; once he's made up his mind, no one can change it.

In a short while, everyone in the square had left, leaving only Qi Feiyu and his six companions, along with Luo Cheng.

As Meng He and Luo Cheng faced off in the arena, various noises rose and fell.

"What do you think will be the outcome of this battle? Does Luo Cheng have a chance to defeat Meng He?"

"Difficult! Extremely difficult! The top 100 disciples on the Xuanhe Ranking are on a completely different level from the top 100 disciples, not to mention Meng He is ranked forty-first! He cultivates a six-star body refining technique, and his physical strength is even stronger than that of a demon beast of the same level. Even if Luo Cheng's combat power is heaven-defying, he is only at the eighth level of the Awakening Meridian Realm!"

"That's not necessarily true. I think Luo Cheng is still holding back."

Amidst the discussions, Meng He stopped thirty steps in front of Luo Cheng, clenched his fists, and a vast and majestic aura emanated from his body. He seemed to have swelled up, and his bulging muscles were as hard as stone, as if he were no longer made of flesh and blood.

Looking at Luo Cheng, Meng He clenched his fist and grinned maliciously: "Kid, draw your sword!"

Luo Cheng remained unmoved and said calmly, "To deal with you, there's no need to draw my sword. This is enough to defeat you."

"What did you say!"

Meng He was furious, his eyebrows twitching. As a body refinement expert, his physical strength was extremely strong, enough to face the top 30 experts on the Xuanhe Ranking head-on. How dare a swordsman at the eighth level of the Awakening Meridian Realm fight him bare-handed? He was so ignorant of death!
"Since you're courting death, then I'll grant your wish! I'll tear your bones apart piece by piece—that's the price you pay for being arrogant in front of me!"

With a cruel laugh, Meng He leaned forward and instantly appeared in front of Luo Cheng. Flames shone from his body, and his fist, like a small golden sun, unleashed a powerful punch.

This punch was powerful and domineering, and the sound it made as it pierced the air was exceptionally piercing, approaching the sound barrier.

Luo Cheng sneered, his skin glowing with a faint golden light, his vital energy surging wildly and converging towards his right fist, transforming into a small cauldron with three legs and two handles.

It is the most powerful of the first three moves of the Heavenly Cauldron Fist: the One Yuan Gathering Cauldron!
boom!
The fiery fist collided with the small cauldron, instantly compressing the air to its limit, causing it to scatter and collapse layer by layer.

Meng He's smile froze instantly, replaced by extreme shock and disbelief. The force from the fist felt like a towering mountain crashing down on him, impossible to resist!

With a cracking sound, the fiery fist energy was annihilated, and the bones of Meng He's right hand were shattered. His body was forced to retreat uncontrollably, and each step he took shattered the white jade slabs on the ground!
Luo Cheng gave his opponent no chance to breathe, his figure rushing forward, his vast energy transforming into the shape of a mountain, its majestic momentum overwhelming, and he smashed down with another punch.

"Five Mountains Condensing Cauldron!"

A massive cauldron suddenly appeared, crashing down on Meng He with the force of Mount Tai.

"hateful!"

Meng He's expression changed drastically, his eyes became bloodshot, and he desperately channeled his inner energy, his figure seemingly surrounded by flames as he threw punches to defend himself.

Boom!
With a muffled thud, Meng He's attack only froze the cauldron for a moment before its momentum continued unabated.

"No!"

With a desperate cry, the cauldron extinguished the flames and smashed down on Meng He's head.

boom!
Meng He's head exploded like a watermelon had been hit, scattering white and red everywhere, leaving only half of his body standing there.

"what!"

Qi Feiyu, who had been looking arrogant, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and his smile froze completely.

"Too strong! Absolutely too strong! He killed Meng He with just two punches!" "So, Luo Cheng's strength has reached the top forty on the Xuanhe Ranking! No! The top thirty!"

"Is he really only at the peak of the eighth level of the Awakening Meridian Realm?"

The inner disciples and elders present all gasped in shock.

Gu Lingfeng and Yuan Zhilan were even more stunned.

Meng He was ranked forty-first on the Xuanhe Ranking, and could be considered a true top genius of the inner sect. However, when facing Luo Cheng, he was killed on the spot like a mosquito with just two punches!

They never expected that Luo Cheng, who was only at the peak of the eighth level of the Awakening Meridian Realm, would be so powerful!

Luo Cheng withdrew his fist and faced Qi Feiyu, saying, "Now, am I qualified to fight you?"

Upon hearing this, the six disciples of the Crown Prince Hall, including Qi Feiyu, had extremely gloomy expressions!
"Hmph! Luo Cheng, don't think you can be arrogant just because you defeated Meng He! Your strength is probably only around 30th on the Xuanhe Ranking, which is barely considered average among us! You're still a long way from challenging Senior Brother Qi!"

"Don't be so arrogant as to think you can run rampant in the inner sect!"

A tall young man snorted coldly.

Luo Cheng remained unperturbed, glancing at the others before calmly saying, "Since that's the case, let's have a fight and see who truly doesn't know their place."

Guts!

With just a glance, the tall young man felt as if a peerless sword was piercing straight at him. He swallowed hard, his face turning ashen, but he dared not answer.

He was ranked thirty-ninth on the Xuanhe Ranking, and his strength was comparable to Meng He's. The tragic scene of Meng He being killed by two punches was still vivid in his mind, so how could he dare to step forward and fight?

"I'll go."

A woman with a voluptuous figure stepped forward beside Qi Feiyu.

This person is named Yu Yiyao, ranked eighteenth on the Xuanhe Ranking, the highest-ranking person present besides Qi Feiyu.

Qi Feiyu nodded. He disdained to fight Luo Cheng. However, letting Luo Cheng continue to be so arrogant would undoubtedly damage his reputation and the prestige of the Crown Prince's Hall. With Yu Yiyao taking action to resolve this problem, it should be enough.

Taking a deep breath, Qi Feiyu instructed, "Be careful. This person has cultivated to the Golden Body Realm, and seems more troublesome than expected. Try to avoid close combat with him and finish the battle quickly!"

"Hehe, don't worry, I won't be as reckless as Meng He."

Yu Yiyao chuckled. In her opinion, Meng He's crushing defeat was mainly due to his underestimation of Luo Cheng's physical strength and his carelessness. Otherwise, the outcome would have been uncertain.

brush!
A fragrant breeze wafted by, and Yu Yiyao appeared in the center of the square, smiling sweetly at Luo Cheng from a hundred paces away:

“Junior Brother Luo, you are only at the eighth level of the Awakening Meridian Realm, yet you possess such strength. It has truly broadened my horizons. I would also like to exchange a few moves with you.”

Luo Cheng glanced at the other woman and said indifferently, "I won't go easy on you just because you're a woman."

"Is that so? Then I won't stand on ceremony."

Yu Yiyao's eyes turned cold, and with a flash of light in her hands, she drew two foot-long, gleaming swords. With the swords in her hands, her sword aura instantly erupted. Her originally enchanting and gentle temperament became sharp and sinister, soaring into the sky and cutting the clouds into pieces!

"Such powerful swordplay!"

"Yu Yiyao's swordsmanship has probably reached the rudimentary stage of sword intent, around 60%! That's impressive!"

An elder recognized the extraordinary level of Yi Yao's swordsmanship.

Brush brush brush brush!

As the swordplay unfolded, Yu Yiyao launched the first attack, her two short swords dancing like the wind, a dense barrage of sharp sword energy shooting out and transforming into a torrent of sword energy.

These sword energies, amplified by the sword's momentum, were incredibly sharp and almost tangible. Wherever they passed, the hard jade ground continuously cracked, demonstrating astonishing destructive power.

"Defeat!"

Luo Cheng remained unmoved, standing still with his body as straight as a sword, his two fingers together, using them as a sword, and pointing in the air.

Crack!

A bolt of lightning as thick as a door panel shot out, dazzling and bright, like a thunder dragon and an electric python, illuminating the entire square. It was actually a manifestation of sword energy!

(End of this chapter)