Boom!
Xiaoxiang Imperial Son, Zeng Huang, shot up from the ground.
He smashed onto the central battle stage with a roar.
His body stood tall and proud.
Like an eternal, unyielding Vajra spear.
"Swish!"
He looked in Ling Fan's direction.
Instantly, it was as if two divine lights appeared in the heavens and earth, scorching the very void, and terrifying power spread.
"Among the hundred thousand geniuses, there are few who are worthy of my出手. I hope you, the final opponent, can bring me even a little challenge."
Zeng Huang said proudly.
"Alas, there are always so many people who think highly of themselves and enjoy being beaten. I'm too busy to deal with them all."
Ling Fan stood up.
He stretched lazily, bored.
"Interesting."
In the square.
Long Xuan, the Panlong Hand, said with his arms crossed, full of interest.
"Heh heh, this fellow is tired of living, isn't he? Zeng Huang has a bad temper. If he slaps him to death on the battle stage, no one will say a word for him."
Juexin Sword Emperor Leng Wuqing chuckled coldly.
As expected.
Just as he had said.
Zeng Huang on the battle stage immediately had a stern expression.
Waves of dangerous aura surged.
Ling Fan seemed to not feel Zeng Huang's pressure at all.
He walked onto the battle stage step by step like this.
"You're not seeking to be beaten, come on. I didn't even break a sweat after beating that bird Chen Tao. Let me warm up with you."
Ling Fan smiled faintly.
"Hiss!"
As soon as these words were spoken.
The audience erupted in an uproar.
They simply couldn't believe that Ling Fan dared to speak like this when facing a fifth-tier peerless heavenly prodigy, the Imperial Son of the top Xiaoxiang Imperial Clan, who was already famous in Jinzhou.
"This guy is too arrogant!"
"Hmph, not only arrogant, I think he's over the top. Xiaoxiang Imperial Son Zeng Huang is not someone Chen Tao can compare to."
"The Xiaoxiang Imperial Clan is a true great clan with a Heavenly Emperor presiding over it. Zeng Huang is the cream of the crop among the younger generation, highly regarded by countless people, and destined to become a Heavenly Emperor in the future! He is only a fourth-tier Profound Emperor. Even if he is invincible among fourth-tier Profound Emperors, he is still two hundred percent not Zeng Huang's opponent."
"Damn it, Brother Fan, even if you want to be arrogant, you have to look at who you're facing!" Guo Gui sweated profusely for Ling Fan.
Lu Wei: "..."
"I'm already used to his way of speaking. This guy can really attract hatred."
On the battle stage.
Zeng Huang's killing intent grew stronger and stronger.
"You're courting death!"
Suddenly, a low growl.
Zeng Huang was like a peerless Heavenly Emperor in his youth, his power stirring the heavens and earth, engulfing the land, and striking forward.
Boom!
He reached out and grabbed, and almost all the space on the battle stage, which was a hundred thousand zhang wide, seemed to collapse.
A powerful force locked onto Ling Fan.
It aimed to twist him into a pretzel.
"Fifth-tier Profound Emperor, nothing more."
Ling Fan felt the power Zeng Huang exerted on him.
For any other fourth-tier Profound Emperor.
They would have long since exploded into a pool of blood.
Unfortunately.
Zeng Huang was facing Ling Fan.
His body trembled slightly.
The powerful Nirvana Emperor Body rumbled, as if great rivers were flowing within him, and surging blood energy erupted, instantly breaking through Zeng Huang's restraint.
Zeng Huang's palm was slightly forced back.
He snorted coldly.
An even more powerful fifth-tier Profound Emperor pressure erupted. He grabbed down, and the entire battle stage began to crack, unable to withstand his power.
Ling Fan bore the brunt of it, and the place where he stood collapsed with a roar.
"Who are you looking down on? Show me some real skill."
Ling Fan sneered coldly, his body suddenly shot up from the ground, and terrifying physical strength condensed on his arm. He punched out, and instantly the heavens and earth shook together. A brilliant fist light pierced through the heavens and earth, shooting towards Zeng Huang.
This punch.
It was enough to threaten a fifth-tier Profound Emperor.
"Are you comparing physical strength with me?"
Zeng Huang let out a contemptuous laugh. He didn't dodge or evade. Instead, he met it head-on, allowing this punch to hit him squarely.
Boom!
Terrifying power raged outwards.
A palm reached out from the storm.
With one grab.
All the power was annihilated.
Zeng Huang's strong and tall body walked out of the storm completely unharmed, exuding a peculiar aura as if he had merged with the entire world, the six directions and eight desolations. Attacking him was like attacking this vast and boundless world, hence he could not be harmed in the slightest.
"This is the Six Directions Divine Body of the Xiaoxiang Imperial Clan!"
A powerful fifth-tier Profound Emperor expert from Qingxuan City exclaimed.
"Hiss, it's actually the Six Directions Divine Body, such a supreme Heavenly Emperor-level body refining secret technique! It is said that this body refining secret technique is extremely difficult to cultivate, requiring an endless amount of resources. But once cultivated successfully, the physical body far surpasses that of Emperor realm experts of the same level, fusing the void of the six directions and eight desolations into one, it is simply an indestructible body, capable of withstanding heavenly tribulations!"
A wave of exclamations spread.
Clearly, they were shocked by the powerful physique displayed by Zeng Huang.
Even fellow fifth-tier Profound Emperor prodigies like Long Xuan, Meng Xing, and Leng Wuqing cast sideways glances, feeling the power of Zeng Huang's Six Directions Divine Body.
"That kid is dead for sure. He'll be torn apart by Zeng Huang with his bare hands."
Leng Wuqing said with a faint smile.
On the battle stage, Zeng Huang's Emperor Body grew with the wind, as if a peerless Emperor Lord, pointing to the sky and stepping on the earth, had descended into the world. Every inch of his physique exuded a solid and unyielding luster. Infinite power condensed within his body, and distorted black holes appeared around him.
In front of him.
Ling Fan, who was of normal human size, appeared as small as an ant.
Boom!
As Zeng Huang punched down.
It was like a celestial meteor falling to the mortal world.
The power that could uproot mountains made many veteran fifth-tier Profound Emperor experts in the audience's scalps tingle.
But this punch did not fully land.
A figure appeared beneath this fist.
Seemingly small.
Yet unshakeable.
"Big but useless."
Ling Fan stood beneath this fist and commented lightly.
"Let me show you what an unparalleled Emperor Body is."
He grinned.
Revealing a row of white teeth.
The Nirvana Emperor Body rumbled and glowed, transforming into a great sun of the celestial realm that illuminated billions of spaces.
With a punch.
Bang.
Crimson Emperor blood splattered across the sky on the spot.
A bloody hole actually appeared on Zeng Huang's incredibly powerful Six Directions Divine Body.
"You dare to injure me!"
Zeng Huang exclaimed in shock and anger.
"Six Directions Divine Body? As brittle as tofu, it's hard not to injure you."
Ling Fan smiled faintly.
But he showed no mercy in his hands.
He threw punch after punch.
Rolling fist light submerged the heavens and earth.
Everywhere was filled with the roaring, surging power of a tsunami.
Zeng Huang's massive Emperor Body, which pointed to the sky and stepped on the earth, was battered and forced to retreat in a sorry state. Cracks appeared all over his body, turning him into a giant bloody figure.
Finally, with a loud bang, he smashed heavily onto the battle stage.
"This..."
"What kind of body refining secret technique is Fan Lin cultivating? It's even more solid and powerful than the Six Directions Divine Body of the Xiaoxiang Imperial Clan!"
"Tsk tsk, no wonder this Fan Lin dared to challenge fifth-tier Profound Emperor prodigies. He has such a trump card!"
"With just his formidable physique, he is already qualified to be a true disciple. It's truly incredible."
Exclamations echoed.
"Damn... I think I missed a spectacular scene!"
Guo Gui had not dared to watch earlier.
He had covered his eyes with both hands.
But when he lowered his hands.
Seeing Zeng Huang lying on the ground, he almost jumped up in shock.
"Fatty, your previous intuition... was really accurate! This Fan Lin is simply a monstrous talent." Lu Wei took a deep breath, unable to hide her shock.
"Ah!"
A heaven-shattering roar erupted from the central battle stage.
Zeng Huang's body shrank, and he leaped up from the ground. His bloodline rumbled within him, and the wounds on his body were rapidly healing.
"Today, I will wash away my humiliation with your blood."
His Six Directions Divine Body was actually suppressed by someone.
With Zeng Huang's pride, he absolutely could not tolerate such a thing.
Zeng Huang let out a roar, and his entire aura climbed madly. He was like a peerless Emperor Lord from his youth descending into the world. He took a step forward, and instantly the entire battle stage area was filled with his afterimages, as if billions of identical Zeng Huangs had appeared simultaneously, executing various profound moves, holding various powerful Emperor weapons, surrounding Ling Fan like an army of a million soldiers.
"Six Directions Eight Desolations Peerless Battle Emperor Law!"
These billions of Zeng Huangs let out the same low roar.
Supreme Emperor Dao aura permeated the sky.
In a flash.
Innumerable Zeng Huangs merged into one.
His power increased exponentially in a very short period.
Finally, it transformed into a simple and unadorned fist technique.
Carrying a surging power that made even veteran fifth-tier Profound Emperor experts tremble, it struck towards him.