High Martial Arts: Martial Soul Great Sage Equal to Heaven, crushing all races.

Outside the venue, 300,000 spectators stared intently at the holographic screen suspended in mid-air.

A cacophony of voices erupted from the circular stands.

"More than 15,000 people advancing in formation, the sense of oppression is incredible."

"Those two thousand people in Ning City are shaking with fear, what's the point of fighting?"

"Betting open! Bet on how long Feng Mo can hold out! I'm betting on half an hour; his true energy will be exhausted, and he'll be torn to pieces!"

At the organizer's seat.

Yun Wanrou frowned slightly, her gaze sweeping over the dark military formation on the screen before turning her head to look to her side.

"How long do you think he can hold out?"

Li Changqing picked up the purple clay teacup, skimmed off the foam, and took a small sip.

"Support?" He put down his teacup, looked up at the screen, and said, "Maybe he'll sweep through the Eight-City Alliance?"

Yun Wanrou paused, then turned to stare at Li Changqing.

"Even with the strongest talent, there is a limit to the second-tier cultivation level."

"Even if we just stand there and let him kill us, our true energy will be depleted. How can we possibly sweep through an army of ten thousand?"

Li Changqing smiled and pointed at Feng Mo, who was standing alone on the city wall on the screen.

"I can't see through him either, but his face is so calm."

"He always surprises me very calmly, and this time will probably be no different. You'll see."

Inside the holographic ancient battlefield.

A strong wind whipped up yellow sand.

The allied forces from eight cities marched in a mighty army to the outskirts of Ning City.

The heavy footsteps shattered the Gobi Desert, and the menacing aura of a ten-thousand-strong army pressed directly against the bluestone city wall.

The members of the Ning City team were pale-faced, and some of the more timid ones had their legs shaking uncontrollably.

"It's over..." The second squad leader swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

Below the city, the army's formation split open, creating a passage.

Xiao Yunfei stepped out from the crowd.

He stomped his foot suddenly, and his internal energy surged wildly.

A phantom image of a crimson flame bear, standing fifteen meters tall, rose from the ground.

The firelight illuminated half the sky.

He has become stronger than when he first fought Feng Mo.

"Feng Mo!"

Xiao Yunfei pointed up at the city wall and shouted, "Get down here and face your death!"

"Today I will personally sever your head and wash away the shame you brought upon me in Martial Arts Village!"

On the city wall.

Feng Mo crossed his arms and looked down at Xiao Yunfei, who was shouting below, and the 15,000 martial arts students who were ready for battle.

His eyes remained completely expressionless.

boom!

Within Feng Mo's body, the five SSS-level Qi Seas suddenly boiled.

The perfected Five Elements Thunder Control Manual was operating at an extremely fast speed.

With a dragon's roar that shattered the clouds, two streams of violent true energy, one black and one white, shot into the sky.

The true energy entangled and twisted in mid-air, instantly transforming into a black and white divine dragon that was a hundred meters long.

A fierce wind howled, and Feng Mo leaped into the air.

He landed steadily on the top of the black and white dragon's head, arms crossed over his chest.

Amidst the incredulous gazes of the entire audience, the dragon soared into the sky, overlooking thousands of people!

Soaring through the air!!!

Before everyone could recover from their shock, the void behind Feng Mo trembled violently.

Red, blue, yellow, white, black!

Five dragons, each a hundred meters long, burst forth from the sky!

Five colossal dragons, their bodies wreathed in destructive lightning, hovered in the sky.

The dragon lowered its head, revealing sharp fangs, and its huge vertical pupils coldly surveyed the eight-city allied forces below.

The heavy spiritual pressure crashed down.

Many martial arts students in the front row suddenly felt their legs buckle and knelt down.

Under the city.

Xiao Yunfei's arrogant expression froze completely.

The fifteen-meter-tall crimson bear behind him appeared tiny and laughable in front of the hundred-meter-long divine dragon.

The fighting spirit that had just been ignited was instantly extinguished.

Inside the central army formation.

Zhao Tengyun's knuckles turned white as he gripped the Panlong Spear.

Zhou Qian, Qin Wuxiang, and the other eight city command leaders were all stunned.

The people of Ning City stared blankly at Feng Mo, who stood proudly above everyone else, completely dumbfounded!

off the field.

The stands, filled with 300,000 spectators, fell silent for two seconds before erupting in a deafening roar that seemed to lift the dome.

"Holy crap! He flew!"

"Only fifth-tier cultivators can fly, and we're all second-tier, so why can he fly?!"

"Five hundred-meter-long dragons?! What kind of martial art is this?!"

"I'm reporting him! He's cheating!"

Yun Wanrou suddenly stood up, her beautiful eyes wide open, staring intently at the boy on the screen riding a divine dragon.

"Second-tier aerial flight? What kind of martial art is that?!"

Li Changqing leaned back in his chair, a wild grin spreading across his face.

Sure enough, Feng Mo's potential seemed limitless, always bringing him surprises!

Inside the holographic battlefield.

Feng Mo stood on the dragon's head, the wind blowing his black hair.

He heard a barrage of system notifications.

[Ding! The entire audience is shocked and their defenses are breached, defenses breached by 10000!]

[Ding! All the province's top talents are terrified, their Dao hearts are damaged, and their defense points have increased by 15000!]

[Ding! The organizers are amazed by your talent and strength. Your defense penetration points have been increased by 20000!]

A massive number of breach points are instantly added to the account.

Feng Mo's lips curled up.

It's time to end this!

He gave the coalition forces no chance to catch their breath.

Standing atop the dragon's head, Feng Mo suddenly pressed down with one hand.

Roar--!

Five hundred-meter-long divine dragons, coiled with lightning, let out a deafening roar.

They carried a destructive force and plunged directly into the dense formation of 15,000 soldiers.

Boom!

The earth trembled, and yellow sand billowed into the sky.

The battlefield instantly transformed into a hellish inferno.

Wherever the white, golden dragon passed, heavy armor was easily torn apart, and severed limbs flew everywhere.

The crimson fire dragon opened its massive maw and spewed out raging flames, instantly turning hundreds of people on the left flank into ashes.

Thunder roared across the land, and lightning bolts danced wildly.

The remaining dragons displayed their unique abilities and fought their way through the battlefield.

Screams and desperate roars continued incessantly.

So-called military strategies and battle formations crumble under the crushing force of absolute power.

"Hold on! Form the Xuanwu Shield Formation!"

Zhao Tengyun roared hoarsely, his eyes bloodshot.

He forced himself to calm down, gathered the remaining elite troops of the central army, raised heavy shields, and tried to withstand the attack head-on.

Feng Mo's eyes were cold, and his fingertips twitched slightly.

The black Gui Water Divine Dragon suddenly turned around.

The thick dragon tail tore through the air, creating a piercing sonic boom, and slammed into the Xuanwu Shield Formation.

boom!

The true energy shield didn't even last a second before shattering instantly.

Zhao Tengyun was sent flying hundreds of meters, gun and all.

The person turned into a cloud of blood mist in mid-air and was kicked out of the holographic space.

Geniuses like Xiao Yunfei and Zhou Qian were crushed by the aftershocks of the divine dragon before they could even touch the hem of Feng Mo's clothes.

This was a one-sided massacre.

Deng Ming, the director of the Jian'an Provincial Martial Arts Department, was beaming with excitement and trembling all over.

He punched himself in the thigh.

"Good! Good! Good!"

He stared intently at Feng Mo on the screen.

The governor's agreement to revise the competition rules was indeed significant!

This isn't some behind-the-scenes manipulation; it's clearly the perfect stage set for this once-in-a-century prodigy from Jian'an Province!

A true dragon is about to emerge in Jian'an Province!

In just fifteen minutes.

The once invincible allied army of 10,000 men from eight cities was utterly slaughtered.

On the vast ancient battlefield, the yellow sand gradually subsided.

All that remained were scattered weapons and tattered battle flags.

Of the 15,000 people, not a single one survived.

Feng Mo stood on the black and white dragons, hovering in mid-air.

He crossed his arms, his white martial arts uniform fluttering in the wind.

On the city wall.

The more than two thousand people in Ning City were dumbfounded.

Chu Qiulan looked up, staring blankly at the figure in the sky that resembled a demon god.

There was no shock in her eyes, only fervent worship.

She was acutely aware that she would never be able to catch up with this man in her lifetime.

But to be able to follow in his footsteps and witness him suppress an era is already an unparalleled honor.

"All eight city players have been eliminated. Ning City No. 1 Middle School wins!"

The cold, mechanical sound echoed over the ancient battlefield.

The holographic space instantly dissipated, and everyone's consciousness returned to their bodies.

The scene at the league.

Tens of thousands of players who had been "killed" suddenly awoke in their respective positions.

They were covered in cold sweat, and their muscles were convulsing violently from the lingering pain.

Many people collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, their eyes filled with fear.

The entire massive stadium, capable of holding 300,000 people, was completely silent.

There was no cheering, no cursing.

A deathly silence.

The beam of light flashed, and the consciousness of all the Ning City team members returned to their bodies.

Feng Mo stood in the center of the arena.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze passing over the crowd, looking towards Li Changqing on the high platform.

Li Changqing nodded slightly, his eyes full of admiration.

Feng Mo's lips curled into a smile.

He turned around, faced the group from Ning City No. 1 Middle School, and announced loudly:

"All students of Ning City No. 1 Middle School, shout slogans!"

The sound wasn't loud, but it resonated clearly in the deathly silent stadium.

In the group, chubby Jiang Lei was still in a daze.

Chu Qiulan suddenly elbowed him in the ribs and hissed, "Wave the team flag!"

Jiang Lei suddenly realized what was happening.

His face flushed red, and he suddenly grabbed the large flag representing Ning City No. 1 Middle School, waving it wildly with all his might.

"With my passion, I forge my martial arts!"

"With my brilliance, I will illuminate Ningyi!"

In the end, Jiang Lei, in a moment of rage, added a hastily improvised half-sentence in a hoarse voice:

"Ning Yifeng is invincible in the entire province!"

Those last eight words completely ignited the entire audience.

More than 30 team members from Ning City No. 1 Middle School, their eyes bloodshot, roared wildly.

"Ning Yifeng is invincible in the entire province!"

Immediately afterwards, someone in the stands shouted something.

Three hundred thousand spectators roared hysterically in response.

"Ning Yifeng is invincible in the entire province!"

"Unrivaled in the entire province!!!"

A roar erupted from the ground and soared into the sky!