420: Chapter 42 Qin Yan, well done!

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding soldiers all changed expression!

A Venerable of the Dragon Whale Clan—what kind of existence was that?

That was an ultimate power capable of deciding the outcome of an entire battlefield!

And the Dragon Whale before them was actually a descendant of a Venerable!

"Then Qin Yan..."

Countless gazes, filled with unprecedented worry and tension, once again turned toward the black figure holding a long spear on the Fighting Arena.

The opponent possessed a Venerable's bloodline!

However, at the very front of the warship's deck, Xiao Shan still stood with his hands behind his back, his face as calm as water.

The moment Dragon Soaring transformed into a Dragon Whale, his eyes only lifted slightly, casting a faint glance at the colossal beast suspended in mid-air.

Immediately after, they lowered again.

A Venerable Descendant?

The corner of Xiao Shan's mouth curled into an almost imperceptible arc.

Today, let alone a Venerable Descendant, even if a same-rank genius from the legendary Sovereign's direct lineage came, they would never be a match for this kid!

Above the martial arts stage.

Having transformed into a Dragon Whale, Dragon Soaring's massive body floated in the air above the arena.

Countless deep blue water currents as thick as barrels swirled around him like tamed deep-sea pythons.

He looked down at the human figure below holding a long spear, who appeared exceptionally small under the massive shadow; in his giant deep blue pupils, there was no contempt, only solemnity.

He already regarded Qin Yan as a true opponent who required his full effort!

He didn't waste any more words.

Opening his giant mouth, the true currents around his body seemed to be summoned.

They instantly detached from his body, frantically converging, spinning, and compressing in front of his open mouth!

Seawater, water vapor, and even all the water-element spiritual energy drifting in the air.

Like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, they were frantically devoured by this terrifying suction!

In the blink of an eye, a terrifying water column over three meters in diameter, deep ink-blue throughout, with dangerous electrical flashes and high-speed rotating ripples on its surface, condensed in his mouth!

"Ang—!!!"

Charging complete, the water column erupted!

The three-meter diameter deep blue water column was like a galaxy pouring down from the nine heavens.

Carrying an aura that could destroy everything, it crashed down toward where Qin Yan stood below!

The air was torn apart, letting out a sharp sonic boom!

Before the water column even landed, the blue crystals on the arena floor began to crack inch by inch, unable to withstand the terrifying pressure!

In the human fleet, countless soldiers held their breath at this moment, their hearts seemingly squeezed tight by an invisible giant hand!

However—

On the arena, Qin Yan looked up at the terrifying water column falling from the sky and shook his head slightly.

His hands slowly tightened around the shaft of the Ink-Marked Spear.

Within his palms, streaks of Xuan Ming True Water Qi, as deep as an abyss and as blue as the sea, surged frantically into the spear shaft like a hundred rivers returning to the sea!

His legs were slightly apart, his waist and back like a bow.

His entire being was like a fully drawn ancient divine bow.

He poured all of his robust blood vitality, extremely pure Xuan Ming True Water Qi, and Spear Qi into this single strike!

Gathering momentum took only an instant.

The explosion happened in a flash!

"Break!"

Qin Yan gave a low shout, his waist and back suddenly exerting force, his arm like a full bow releasing an arrow—

"Sou—!!!"

The moment the Ink-Marked Spear left his hand, the air was torn apart, producing a terrifying sonic boom so sharp it almost pierced the eardrums!

A stream of light interwoven with blue and black colors left only a fleeting afterimage in the air!

The next instant—

"Rumble—!!!"

That majestic deep blue water column, three meters in diameter.

From top to bottom, it was entirely pierced through the middle, torn apart, and shattered!

Splashes of water and blue light spots filled the sky, pouring down like a rainstorm!

And that blue-black stream of light, its momentum undiminished after piercing the water column, shot straight toward the source—the massive Dragon Whale perched in mid-air!

"Puchi—!"

The blue-black meteor shot into Dragon Soaring's chest and pierced out through his back!

On his body, it left a bloody hole that went straight through, with charred edges!

"Ang—!!!"

A shrill scream echoed through the night sky!

Dragon Soaring's massive body convulsed and twitched violently in the air!

Severely wounded, he could no longer maintain the Dragon Whale form that consumed a large amount of True Qi.

The ink-blue scales quickly dimmed and contracted, and his massive body shrank rapidly like a leaking balloon.

In just two breaths, he shrank back from a thirty-meter-long deep-sea beast into human form.

Then, he fell helplessly from mid-air.

"Bang!"

He slammed hard onto the blue crystal arena, splashing a shocking amount of blood.

He struggled, using all his strength to raise his head and look at the human youth who still stood in the same place, not having moved even a step.

In his vertical pupils, there was no longer battle intent or solemnity.

Only the purest, most thorough—shock.

"You... how can you... be so strong..."

His voice was hoarse and broken, every word seemingly using up the last of his strength.

He didn't understand.

He was a direct descendant of a Venerable from the Dragon Whale Clan's Royal City, with pure royal blood flowing in his body that was enough to look down on his peers.

He practiced a Profound-grade cultivation technique.

He thought that looking across the human race, even if he wasn't the strongest of the younger generation, he should at least be one of the top existences.

However, this human youth before him, also at the Fourth Rank Peak, had easily torn everything he took pride in—martial techniques, True Qi, bloodline, and true form—to shreds like paper in a direct confrontation.

Qin Yan walked to where the long spear was slanted into the ground, reached out to grab the shaft, and pulled it out gently.

The Ink-Marked Spear came up as he pulled; from its tip, a few drops of warm, deep blue dragon blood were still dripping.

He glanced at Dragon Soaring, who was lying on the ground with his consciousness gradually fading, and shook his head faintly.

A Venerable Descendant?

In the Canglin Ancient Peak, he had even personally slaughtered a True King Descendant.

Defeating a Dragon Whale genius of Venerable bloodline today was nothing more than a common occurrence for him.

"Finished, calling it a day."

With a flick of Qin Yan's wrist, the Ink-Marked Spear vanished into his Storage Ring.

He didn't spare Dragon Soaring another glance, turning around and walking toward the human fleet.

Behind him, Dragon Soaring's last shred of consciousness dissipated, and he fell completely unconscious.

At the edge of the arena, the blue light screen quietly dissipated.

As if it too were shocked by this overwhelming victory.

With a wave of Xiao Shan's hand, a gentle yet irresistible Sword Intent lifted Qin Yan, bringing him back from the arena to the deck of the human flagship.

"Principal," Qin Yan said as he landed, cupping his fists to Xiao Shan, "I have fortunately not failed my mission."

These few short words caused an indescribable surge of complex emotions in the hearts of everyone on the deck who heard them.

"Fortunately not failed my mission"?

How is this just "not failing"?

You clearly ground the opponent into the dirt repeatedly, and while you were at it, trampled the Dragon Whale Clan's dignity into the mud on the seabed!

Xiao Shan looked at Qin Yan, his eyes full of undisguised satisfaction and appreciation.

"Qin Yan, well done."