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207: Battle of the Green Dragon

Under Lu Ming’s indifferent gaze, the Azure Dragon, who had initially shown disdain, paused. He saw a dense Battle Intent in the depths of the opponent’s eyes.

The disdainful smile quickly vanished from his face, replaced by anger and irritation. A Human Race Martial Artist who had only just broken through to the Dao Realm dared to underestimate him so much. Did he really think he was easy to provoke?

“Human, today I will make you pay for your arrogance,” the Azure Dragon said angrily.

Before he finished speaking, a dense Demonic Qi surged from his body like smoke. The faintly visible azure scales became clearer, and a strong killing intent emerged in his pale golden vertical pupils.

Above the Yangtze River, two figures faced each other, one above and one below.

A Kill aura spread. Just as the atmosphere grew increasingly tense, Lu Ming made his move.

Clang!

With a buzzing sound, the gilded long blade was unsheathed.

The sharp Blade Aura gleamed with a cold light under the sunlight. As majestic True Qi was poured into it, the Blade Aura became razor-sharp, condensing into a Blade Aura three zhang wide that fell abruptly.

This was the first time Lu Ming had displayed his true strength after stepping into the Dao Realm. The Blade Aura was fierce, sweeping across with the force of thunder breaking through an army, and a sharp aura entwined within it, causing ripples to appear in the surrounding space.

Seeing Lu Ming make his move, the expressionless Azure Dragon suddenly raised his hand. Behind him, above the rolling Yangtze River, the river water was stirred, transforming into several turbulent water columns that surged forward together.

The several water columns merged, forming an even more turbulent water column. The river water, bolstered by the rolling Demonic Qi, was strong enough to shatter giant rocks and pierce through small mountains.

In mid-air, the sharp Blade Aura collided with the water column. Accompanied by a dull roar, the Blade Aura, condensed with a sharp aura, directly shattered the water column. The aura contained within it was barely diminished, and it continued to slash directly towards the Azure Dragon.

Seeing this, the Azure Dragon frowned. He waved his hand again, and as a surge of azure Demonic Qi condensed in his palm, he clenched his fist tightly.

Instantly, the sharp Blade Aura seemed to be suppressed by some aura, and it actually stopped in mid-air.

Bang!

The next second, the Blade Aura exploded, and countless sharp auras swept in all directions, enveloping him.

The Azure Dragon, who had just shown a hint of complacency in his eyes, immediately moved to block upon seeing this scene.

The dazzling white light gradually dissipated. Although the Azure Dragon within it was not injured, the grim expression on his face gradually appeared.

Looking up, Lu Ming had disappeared from his original spot at some unknown time.

A gust of wind swept from behind, accompanied by the vibrating sound of a Blade Aura cutting through the air. The Azure Dragon suddenly turned around, looking at Lu Ming, who was rapidly approaching from behind.

The Azure Dragon had been wary in his heart, but facing a Martial Artist who had just entered the Dao Realm, he felt more disdain.

In his opinion, the other party had probably not broken through to the Dao Realm for many years. Perhaps the other party could be called a Genius among the Human Race, but this world valued strength. What good was potential? How many Geniuses in this world had fallen before they could even grow?

However, the next second, the roar of thunder came from his ears, and the roar of some Vicious Beast simultaneously entered his mind.

The Azure Dragon’s eyes narrowed slightly, and the desolate, dark blue thunder was reflected in his pupils. A deep chill suddenly shot up from the soles of his feet, causing him to shiver involuntarily.

He was extremely familiar with that roar; it was the sound of a Dragon’s roar. And when he looked forward, that seemingly ordinary saber strike condensed countless streaks of dazzling thunder. Dark blue electric arcs entwined around the Blade Aura, and a terrifying aura spread from within it.

This truly startled the Azure Dragon. How could the other party master such a powerful Blade Technique?

Even with exceptional talent, how could the power of thunder be so easily mastered? Based on his perception of life aura, he knew that the other party was not some old monster who had taken a beauty-preserving pill or Cultivated a similar Cultivation Technique, but a real young man!

So young, how could he control such terrifying power of thunder?

But this was precisely the truth, and this unusual scene made him feel incredible.

The Blade Aura, mixed with thunder, howled down!

It was too late to dodge. In desperation, the Azure Dragon could only reach out to block.

A dense azure Demonic Qi adhered to the surface of his palm, and the hard Dragon scales rapidly appeared. His claw-like hand suddenly lifted and grabbed towards the Blade Aura, which was flashing with dark blue thunder.

The moment the Dragon scales collided with the Blade Aura, a metallic friction sound rang out, accompanied by countless sparks. The violent thunder surged like a tide, colliding with the azure Demonic Qi.

Rolling thunder echoed over the Yangtze River. The turbulent Qi fluctuations spread, startling birds in the nearby mountains and forests into flight and causing beasts to flee in panic.

The impact of the fluctuations fell on the river surface, stirring up circles of splashing water, and the entire river surface became even more turbulent.

The Azure Dragon felt immense pressure. His face was distorted, and his arm trembled slightly.

On the other side, Lu Ming, who was staring at him, had a cold expression. Majestic True Qi was drawn from his Dantian, and the chill in his eyes almost seeped out.

On the hard Dragon scales, the wound on his palm, which had originally only had a shallow mark, was gradually expanding.

Suddenly, a burst of power erupted. The vibrating sound of the Blade Aura resounded through the sky, and a splash of blood flew out, scattering onto the river surface.

The Azure Dragon let out a pained grunt. Half of his palm had been directly severed by the long saber. Blood flowed, and the intense pain completely ignited his ferocity.

Facing the raging dark blue thunder, the Azure Dragon’s eyes glinted fiercely. His other arm suddenly lifted and stabbed towards Lu Ming’s heart.

With his movement technique, Lu Ming twisted half his body, but the distance between them was too close, making it difficult for him to completely dodge.

Pfft!

The claw, as sharp as a dagger, grazed his left shoulder, leaving several deep, bone-visible bloodstains. The condensed white light rapidly dimmed under the sharp claw. Just a graze, and the skin became a bloody mess.

Lu Ming frowned slightly. He stomped his foot hard in the Void Realm, gathering strength, and this kick directly struck the opponent’s chest.

Bang!

A sonic boom rang out. The Azure Dragon’s body suddenly flew backward towards the riverbank, crashing heavily onto the ground. Dust billowed, enveloping the surroundings, and a large pit appeared within it.

Looking down at the injury on his shoulder, the opponent had actually broken through the Nine Revolutions Prajna Skill and directly injured him. This was the first time Lu Ming had suffered such an injury after Cultivating this body-refining Cultivation Technique.

However, this did not surprise Lu Ming. After all, in the end, the Nine Revolutions Prajna Skill was only a Mystic-Rank Cultivation Method. Facing this Dao Realm Demon, it was still a bit strained.

Looking down, the Azure Dragon, who had been kicked away, slowly emerged from the large pit. He clutched his severed half-palm, and the ferocity on his face almost seemed to overflow.

“Dao Realm Middle Stage? Human, you hid yourself well. You even deceived me,” the Azure Dragon said viciously, but the shock in his eyes revealed his true emotional fluctuations.

Facing a Human Race Martial Artist, he was actually suppressed by force.

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