Reaching the pinnacle from Doupo

Chapter 367: The second round ends and the third round begins

As soon as the word "Soul Wind" came out, it was like a basin of cold water was poured on them, extinguishing the fire and enthusiasm in the hearts of the Thunder Clan members.

The entire venue suddenly fell silent, as if the pause button had been pressed.

However, before everyone could turn their eyes, two sounds of breaking wind were heard, and a figure shrouded in black mist and a figure with gray skin flashed over and stood opposite each other on the messy ancient obsidian arena.

Looking at Hun Feng, who had an indifferent expression and a bone-chilling chill all over his body, a solemn look appeared in the eyes of the people of the Thunder Clan.

Hun Feng of the Soul Clan is the biggest obstacle for Lei Dong to win the championship.

The cultivation level is not inferior to the latter, the powerful bloodline, plus the strange methods of the soul clan... It is extremely dangerous. Although they are reluctant to admit it, due to the long historical experience, facing the extremely strange soul clan, the people of the eight clans are not very confident.

Now, everyone can only hope that Lei Dongneng can defeat Hun Feng in actual combat by relying on the powerful attack and killing ability of the thunder attribute and the power of the seven-colored mysterious thunder.

"The contestants are all here. Let the competition begin."

Looking at the two people confronting each other on the stage, Mang Tianchi waved his hand and said lightly, and at the same time, his figure disappeared on the stage.

Although he is the first bloodline of the Shi clan of this generation, Shi Yi has no hope for this battle. But in order to protect the reputation of the Shi clan, he does not intend to admit defeat.

"Brother Hunfeng, please give me some advice!" Shi Yi bowed to Hunfeng and said in a deep voice.

"One move!" Looking at the withered bones in the tomb in front of him, Hun Feng did not have any psychological fluctuations. He even disdained to be polite with the other party and made the same declaration as Lei Dong: "I'll give you a chance. If I can't defeat you with one move, I will give up the game on the spot..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the conference hall became a little weird. Everyone looked at Lei Dong on the stage, and then at Hun Feng on the field.

You have a trick too? Is it necessary to be so competitive?
However, Shi Yi was quite calm on the stage, and said as steady as a rock: "Since Brother Hun is so confident, let's speak with strength!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he formed several hand seals at lightning speed, and between his eyebrows, a clan emblem in the shape of overlapping giant stones emerged. Shi Yi's aura surged at this moment, and in a blink of an eye, he had leapt to nearly a five-star Dou Zun.

The clan pattern secret method that can achieve such a degree of improvement obviously means that Shi Yi's bloodline is also outstanding among the eighth grade, and is not far from the ninth grade.

Although there are signs of decline, the Stone Clan is still much stronger than the Spirit Clan.

After taking a deep breath, Shi Yi suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes. At this moment, a blood-red light lingered in his resolute eyes.

"Nine Tribulations Savage Body!"

A low shout came from his throat, and surging blood surged from Shi Yi's body, and his body swelled rapidly, one zhang, three zhang, five zhang, seven zhang, eight zhang... nine zhang.

The ancient giant stood on the arena, and an indestructible wild aura burst out from his body.

"Roar--"

He raised his head and howled. The breath stuck in his throat turned into an earth-shattering roar. The terrifying sound waves suddenly became real and turned into a storm that swept across...

With a long exhalation, the ancient giant looked down at Hun Feng, a hint of ferocity emerged in his blood-red eyes, and as he spun his arm lightly, majestic energy and blood swirled around his giant fist, transforming into a rich blood-red light.

"Nine Tribulations Heaven Shaking Strike!"

The ancient giant bent his legs slightly, then stomped the ground hard. His body flashed in front of Hunfeng like a cannonball and punched out.

The giant fist, with the sound of whistling wind, was like a moving mountain, and it slammed towards Soul Wind. At this moment, the space was shattered by this overwhelming force, and dark cracks spread out, and the entire arena trembled.

Under this huge fist, Hun Feng's figure seemed quite small at this moment.

However, when this punch, which was enough to completely smash a person to pieces, was about to land on Hun Feng, he calmly extended his right hand.

"Bam—"

Where the giant fist touched the palm, the space seemed to be solidified. There was no roar or shattering, only circles of space ripples that slowly spread out in all directions with the contact point as the center.

The ferocious fist seemed to have hit a solid barrier and could no longer move forward even an inch - the seemingly slender palm actually easily took on Shi Yi's full-strength attack.

"how is this possible?"

Like everyone else in the stands, Shi Yi's face changed drastically, his blood was churning, and he looked at Hun Feng's calm face with an expression of disbelief. His proud "Nine Tribulations Savage Body" could not be shaken in the slightest.

However, when his gaze fell on Hun Feng's brows and saw the mysterious rune, a sense of relief emerged in his heart - as expected, a divine bloodline!
"Let me end this boring farce, hehe..."

The violent aura that had been elevated to the level of an eight-star Dou Zun, at this moment, swept out from Hun Feng's body without reservation.

Then, his eyes became stern, and a powerful force was released from the intersection of his fist and palm, which directly shocked the huge ancient giant and made him retreat violently, leaving huge pits on the ring. However, Hunfeng's figure suddenly became blurred and then merged into the air.

Seeing this, Shi Yi hurriedly released his soul perception, trying to capture the trace of Hun Feng, but everything seemed in vain.

"Ancient Emperor's Seal!" An indifferent shout sounded, and Hun Feng suddenly appeared behind the ancient giant, and immediately swung out with his palm, pressing the black crystal seal in his hand onto the giant's back.

"Boom!" With a thunderous roar, a terrifying energy wave burst out. A mighty torrent of dark energy rushed out, and in the process, it submerged the ninety-nine-foot-tall ancient giant and the ancient obsidian arena.

After a moment, the dark energy torrent finally dissipated, and the scene on the ring appeared in everyone's eyes again.

What was seen was Hun Feng standing proudly, while Shi Yi was beaten back to human form from the ancient giant state, and fell into the dust dying, no longer able to resist.

And Mang Tianchi's figure had stood between the two of them at some point, faintly blocking the soul wind.

Seeing this scene, everyone watching the fight knew clearly...the winner had been decided.

Looking at the clan emblem that had not yet faded between Hun Feng's brows, although he had already expected it, Mang Tianchi and the other members of the Imperial Clan still couldn't help but feel a little more solemn at this moment - it was completely confirmed that the Hun Clan really had two divine bloodlines.

Everyone felt that if nothing unexpected happened, the situation on the continent would inevitably change drastically in a hundred years, and it might usher in an era where the Soul Clan would dominate the world.

However, even though they knew this would happen in the future, the Thunder Clan would not allow Hunfeng and Hunyu to have any accidents this time... they would even take the initiative to ensure their safety.

If anything happened to the two people from the Soul Clan on this trip, it would be an event that even the Thunder Clan would find difficult to bear.

Attacking the other party's young divine bloodline at will would undoubtedly destroy the tacit understanding among all the races, and it would be difficult to preserve the divine bloodline that one had worked so hard to obtain!

After all, the Soul Clan has always been unreasonable and has always been reckless. If something really happened to the two divine bloodlines, the Thunder Clan would be accused by the Soul Clan and then the Soul Clan would retaliate with all its might. The Thunder Clan has no confidence in resisting. In the Douqi Continent, the Soul Clan is the only one that can completely disregard the rules and act recklessly.

Knowing the Thunder Clan's stance very well, the strong men from various clans present looked at the divine clan emblem and felt murderous intent towards Hunfeng and Hunyu in their hearts, but they could only keep it in their hearts.

"In this competition, Hun Feng wins!" Mang Tianchi suppressed his thoughts and announced in a deep voice.

"At this point, the martial arts performance ceremony and the second round of the Earth Ranking Competition have officially ended! The four strongest players - Lei Dong, Hun Feng, Hun Yu, and Lin Yuan - can all obtain an eighth-grade six-color pill..."

Having said that, he treated Shi Yi's injuries briefly and sent him back to the Shi clan members' location.

Upon hearing his words, many people in the square couldn't help but have a fiery look in their eyes - an eighth-grade six-color elixir, in terms of value, although not as valuable as a heavenly-grade fighting skill or heavenly-grade technique, it far exceeds high-level earth-grade items.

However, the four people who actually won the prizes had extremely calm expressions at this moment, waiting for the follow-up words.

"Next, we will proceed to the third round of the ceremony!"

On the stage, Mang Tianchi slightly raised his eyebrows, looked meaningfully at Hun Feng who had not stepped down, and said loudly: "The first match of the third round, Hun..."

"Wait!" Hun Feng's cold voice sounded, interrupting Mang Tianchi's speech.

Amid the puzzled looks of the crowd, he turned his head and looked directly at Lei Dong in the stands: "I am tired of this game of playing house!"

"The previous fight wasn't even a warm-up. I'm not in the mood to wait any longer. Lei Dong, you're the same, right? In that case, let's move this fight forward. If you have the guts, come down and fight me now..."

Hearing this, everyone looked at the clan emblem that had not yet dissipated between Hun Feng's eyebrows, and suddenly realized - no wonder the battle was over, but Hun Feng had not unlocked the secret of the clan emblem.

Afterwards, everyone's expectant gaze turned to Lei Dong, who was closing his eyes and regulating his breathing.

At the same time, Hun Feng's eyes became fierce, and a cold aura burst out from his body. He pressed towards Lei Dong, not concealing his provocation at all.

Facing Hun Feng's provocation, Lei Dong suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp aura emanated from his body, colliding violently with the former's aura in the air. The cold and violent aura spread, instantly freezing the atmosphere of the entire square.

"Humph, evil bastard of the Soul Clan, are you too impatient to seek defeat?"

Lei Dong slowly stood up, lightning flashing around him, and every step he took was accompanied by a slight thunder. "However, since you are so impatient, I will fulfill your wish today and grant you a defeat!"

After saying that, his figure flashed and instantly turned into a colorful lightning, striking in front of Hunfeng.

"So far, I have never failed to get what I want." Hun Feng stared at Lei Dong and said with a cold smile: "This time the championship will be mine, and your beloved Gu Xun'er will sooner or later belong to me, Hun Feng..."

For him, the undisputed title of "No. 1" on the continent and the daughter of the ancient clan leader are both the best collections.

"Haha, from now on, there will be a lot of things you can't get!"

Lei Dong raised the corner of his mouth, licked his lips, and tilted his head to look at Mang Tianchi: "Mr. Mang, can you change the order of the battle for us?"

Hearing this, Mang Tianchi rubbed his forehead and murmured, "If the other two contestants have no objection, this little thing is not a problem..." As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at two places in the stands.

"I have no objection to this matter!" Lin Yuan's voice, tinged with a hint of laughter, came from the stands.

"Jie...haha, I am the same!" Hun Yu's gentle voice also sounded.

"Since no one has any objection, then it's fine!" Mang Tianchi nodded slightly, and then slowly raised his right hand in the expectant gaze of everyone, "The first battle of the third round, Lei Dong versus Hun Feng... begins!"

As the last word fell, he suddenly swung his raised hand down, and his figure instantly disappeared from the stage.

On the stage, two incompatible people, one black and one silver, stood facing each other. At this moment, the whole venue was dead silent. It was so tense that even the breathing could be clearly heard.

In the eyes of quite a few spectators, the battle between two divine bloodlines was a true decisive battle.

Looking at Lei Dong, Hun Feng clenched his palms tightly, and a strong blood-red light flashed in the darkness: "Use your clan pattern secret method, otherwise, you won't be able to take even one of my moves! That would be too boring..."

After a short pause, his voice added a hint of sarcasm: "Or is it that the Thunder Clan's Imperial Clan Mark, like the Ancient Clan's Seven-Colored Clan Mark, needs to be nurtured for a month before it can be used?"

Hearing this, Lei Dong sneered and said coldly: "Provoke me, you will regret it!"

Before he finished speaking, his mind moved, and the clan pattern between his eyebrows quickly emerged. His aura surged instantly, and in the blink of an eye it was elevated to the level of an eight-star Dou Zun, not inferior to Hun Feng at all.

After looking at each other, they both moved at the same time, and their fists met in the center of the ring.

"Bam—"

A terrifying gust of wind suddenly surged out, and on the ground, cracks spread rapidly from under the feet of the two men. The powerful energy swept across, shaking the space, and the surrounding rubble was turned into powder.

"Hmph!" In the arena, the two men tapped the ground with their toes at the same time, and quickly retreated, forming hand seals with their hands.

"Seal to open the mountain! Seal to turn the sea!"

The seals in Hun Feng's hands danced out a series of afterimages, and with ease, powerful palm prints flew out and blasted towards Lei Dong in an overwhelming manner.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Ancient Clan was filled with murderous intent, but they couldn't help but feel a little ashamed - the Ancient Clan's signature fighting skill, the Emperor Seal, had actually been cultivated to such a level by their mortal enemy, the Soul Clan. Even Gu Qingyang couldn't compare to them among their peers.

"Ha, what a boring trick." Lei Dong sneered, seals flying in his hands, and colorful lightning flashed on his body.

"Thunder Dragon Kill!"

The moment the seal fell, the colorful lightning surrounding the body trembled and transformed into several colorful thunder dragons that flew out and greeted the energy crystal seals.

"Boom boom boom——"

The collision between the energy palm print and the colorful thunder dragon seemed to have caused a chain explosion. The powerful energy fluctuations spread like a roaring flood, covering the sky and the earth, and shaking the entire square violently.

Watching the fierce fight that broke out between the two in an instant, a hint of excitement appeared in the eyes of the spectators.

"Lin Yuan, who do you think will win in this battle, Lei Dong or Hun Feng?"

(End of this chapter)