Lack of talent? I'll buy a year's worth of cultivation for one dollar!

"If someone can comprehend even a tiny fraction of the laws of a domain lord at the black hole level, then their future as a domain lord is almost guaranteed!"

The elders were full of amazement.

But soon, their gazes turned to Su Yu on the other side.

"but……"

"In terms of pure talent, the Ninth Prince is still far inferior to Su Yu."

"To achieve this at the age of eighteen, Su Yu is truly one in a million."

"But!"

The Grand Elder took a deep breath, his tone extremely solemn.

"Now the Ninth Prince has even comprehended the laws of the Domain Lord!"

"This is absolute suppression from a higher dimension!"

"With this Domain Lord Law, can Su Yu still defeat him now?"

A huge question mark was drawn in everyone's mind.

On the arena.

Chu Wudao hovered in mid-air, looking down at Su Yu.

The laws of the domain lord surrounded him, making him look like a true god.

"Su Yu".

Chu Wudao spoke slowly, his voice carrying an imperial majesty.

"I admit, you're very strong."

"Your talent surpasses mine."

A hint of undisguised admiration flashed in Chu Wudao's eyes.

"but!"

"This match must be mine!"

That's enough!

Faced with the oppressive power of Chu Wudao's laws.

Su Yu remained standing at the center of the thousand-foot-tall chaotic dharma image's brow.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable, like a still well.

hum!

Deep within his sea of ​​consciousness, the terrifying mental power of 450 million meteors roared into action.

"Soul-Destroying Starlight"!

The spiritual divine power, amplified more than seven hundred times, transformed into countless invisible soul blades, ignoring spatial distance and piercing straight into Chu Wudao's sea of ​​consciousness!

at the same time.

Su Yu waved his right hand.

The thousand-foot-tall chaotic dharma form let out a deafening roar.

The colossal spear in his hand unleashed a dazzling golden chain of power.

The Starfall Spear Technique!

The intent of the touch-the-path spear erupted in full force without reservation!

Spiritual warfare!

The Great Dao Suppresses!

A thousandfold increase in power for the Chaos Dharma Form!

Physical strength, mental strength, and willpower—three trump cards—are perfectly combined at this moment.

It transformed into a terrifying torrent capable of destroying an entire galaxy, sweeping towards Chu Wudao with a deafening roar!

The destructive torrent of three trump cards combined with the Ninth Prince's "Emperor's Fall" great divine power, which was imbued with the laws of the Domain Lord.

In the very center of the Taixu Arena, they collided with a deafening roar!

There was no deafening explosion.

Because at the moment of impact, the space in the center of the arena was completely annihilated, and even the medium through which sound traveled was forcibly erased!

Followed by.

A terrifying shockwave capable of destroying the world swept outwards in all directions in an absolutely perfect sphere, centered on the point of impact!

"retreat!!"

At the edge of the arena, the Black Hole-level peak referee, who possessed eight million drops of Origin Blood, had a drastic change in expression.

He intended to intervene and stabilize the energy barrier of the arena.

But when the shockwave swept across his body...

This powerful being from the highest cosmos had no chance to resist.

Bang!

The protective aura of eight million drops of source blood shattered instantly, and he was sent flying like a kite with a broken string!

It crashed directly into the ruins of the stands some distance away, its fate unknown!

"not good!"

"Protect the audience!"

Inside the high-level viewing area.

Chen Xuan, the commander of the Seventh Legion, along with the domain lord-level and black hole-level peak experts from various forces, all made their moves at once.

Vast barriers of laws rose into the sky, forcefully blocking the overflowing destructive aftershocks outside the stands.

even so.

The entire Taixu Arena was still shaking violently, as if it would disintegrate at any moment.

In the stands, hundreds of millions of spectators were pale and trembling.

Who would have thought.

The collision of two young people whose bone ages are less than ten thousand years old actually produced such an astonishingly powerful explosion!

Is this supposed to be a Rising Stars Tournament?!

This destructive power is so great that people would believe it's a star-scale war!

In the center of the arena.

Smoke and dust rose everywhere.

The terrifying spatial turbulence raged like a violent blade, completely obscuring vision.

Even the detection data on the holographic screen turned into a chaotic jumble of snowflakes.

No one could see the specifics inside clearly.

"Who's winning??"

In the audience, someone swallowed hard and asked a question in a trembling voice.

"It must be the Ninth Prince, right?!"

"That's the true law of a domain lord! Add to that the reserves of a million drops of source blood and the singularity black hole, and ten thousand years of sedimentation!"

"I have a feeling it's Su Yu..."

Another prodigy gritted his teeth and retorted.

"That kid is too freakish! His foundation is definitely no less than that of a prince! Didn't you see his thousand-foot-tall Dharma form?!"

The debate raged on in the stands.

Meanwhile, the veterans in the upper spectator area appeared exceptionally composed.

"It's hard to say."

An elder from a reclusive sect frowned deeply, his gaze fixed on the spatial turbulence.

"Su Yu's outburst just now was truly amazing, and it could definitely shake the laws of a Domain Lord level."

"But in this level of clash, the final outcome is often not about whose attack is sharper."

"It's not about who has a deeper foundation, or whose physical body can withstand more strain!"

Time passed by, second by second.

The raging spatial turbulence finally dissipated slowly under the self-repairing effect of the laws of heaven and earth.

The dust and smoke that filled the sky settled down.

When the scene at the center of the ring reappeared in front of billions of viewers.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

In sight.

The once indestructible Star Meteorite Arena has completely disappeared.

Instead, there is a terrifying sinkhole that is thousands of feet deep.

And at the edge of the sinkhole.

Su Yu's black outfit was tattered, and a trace of blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

His breathing was somewhat disordered.

I got a little injured.

But he was still standing!

Like a spear piercing the sky, straight and proud!

And at the very bottom of the sinkhole.

Ninth Prince Chu Wudao lay among the rubble like a lump of mud.

The magnificent five-clawed golden dragon robe was completely shattered.

His eyes were closed, and his body was covered in blood.

He had already lost consciousness!

Won.

Su Yu won!!

After a brief period of deathly silence.

boom!!!

Cheers that shook the heavens erupted in the Taixu Arena!

Countless young talents shouted Su Yu's name wildly.

In their eyes, this was a miracle!

It's an unparalleled myth of a commoner genius defying the royal prince!

but.

The seasoned veterans in the high-level viewing area, however, saw something entirely different.

The brows of the dozen or so clan leaders and elders at the peak of the Black Hole level were tightly furrowed.

"In that final clash, the power of their attacks was roughly even."

"They cancel each other out."

"What truly determines victory or defeat is the force of the rebound!"

Standing in the preparation area, Chen Xuan revealed the secret in a single sentence.

Beside him, Lu Xinghe looked utterly shocked.

"Commander, do you mean the Ninth Prince's physical body couldn't withstand the backlash?"

"But doesn't the Ninth Prince have a million drops of Origin Blood?!"

Chen Xuan sneered, his gaze sharp as a knife.

"Look more closely!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Xinghe immediately focused his attention.

Upon seeing this, he froze completely.

Bottom of the sinkhole.

The Ninth Prince Chu Wudao, who was in a coma, was losing his aura at an alarming rate!

The pressure of a million drops of primal blood was like a deflated balloon.

In the blink of an eye, it dropped to 150,000 drops!

Not only that.

The domain lord-level law that had previously surrounded Chu Wudao.

At this moment, it shattered into pieces like a weathered sand sculpture, completely dissipating into the world!