69: Chapter 69 Xiong Ba's Ultimate Punch! The Demon Clan's Dracula!

"Bone age test!"

Following the Turtle Prime Minister's loud shout, a green light swept across the mountain-like mass of flesh.

【Bone age: 488 years! Cultivation: Half-step Spirit Transformation (50% comprehension of Law)!】

Once the data was revealed, the entire arena erupted in an uproar.

Although his talent couldn't compare to those prodigies who were only a hundred years old, being able to comprehend 50% of the Law before the age of five hundred made Bear Tyrant an absolute top-tier powerhouse of the Yao Race!

"Roar—!!"

Bear Tyrant didn't waste any words; he stomped his feet heavily on the ground.

"Rumble—"

The entire underwater martial arts arena shook violently.

Countless strands of earth-yellow Earth Vein Qi surged wildly into his body through his feet.

Although he had only comprehended 50% of the Law of Earth, by standing on the ground and receiving the blessing of the earth's power, his Aura skyrocketed in a short time, reaching the pressure of 70% Law comprehension!

"Earth Bear, infinite power!"

Bear Tyrant's muscles bulged, and a layer of thick rock armor appeared on his skin.

He took a deep breath and clenched his right fist. The surrounding seawater was instantly displaced, forming a massive vacuum zone!

"Black Dragon King! Take this punch—Earth Shatter!!"

Boom!

A punch was thrown, as if an ancient divine mountain had been lifted and smashed down with that point as the center!

Before the terrifying wind of the punch even touched the Black Dragon King, the sturdy water-repelling barrier surrounding them had already begun to emit "crack, crack" sounds of shattering under the unbearable pressure!

"Oh no! The barrier is going to collapse!"

On the high platform, Dragon Mother Ao Cangyue, who had been sitting calmly, changed her expression slightly.

She hadn't expected the power of this clumsy bear to be so domineering.

"Freeze!"

Ao Cangyue waved her jade hand, and a vast blue water curtain instantly reinforced the barrier, and she shouted loudly:

"Everyone! Step back ten paces! Circulate your energy to protect your bodies!!"

In truth, there was no need for her to shout. The audience in the front rows had already been scraped by the overflowing fist wind, feeling pain on their faces, and were scrambling backwards.

"Boom————!!!"

Finally, that punch landed solidly on the Black Dragon King.

A massive mushroom cloud rose in the center of the arena. Violent Earth-type spiritual energy and Water-type spiritual energy clashed, blasting the entire arena into a huge, deep crater!

Dust filled the air, blotting out the sky!

A member of the Dragon Clan, stunned by this overwhelming Aura, stammered: "This... this power..."

"The Black Dragon King... won't lose, will he?"

Everyone stared at the center of the dust, filled with doubt and fear.

A long time passed.

A sea breeze blew, and the dust cleared.

"Hiss—!!"

A collective gasp of cold air echoed throughout the arena.

There, in the center of the ruins, the Black Dragon King remained in his posture with his hands behind his back, his feet seemingly rooted to the ground, motionless!

Not even a corner of his clothes was ruffled!

A great demon of the Yao Race stood up in disbelief, his expression one of shock and suspicion: "This... how is this possible?!"

"To take a full-strength punch enhanced by 50% Law comprehension head-on and not retreat a single step?!"

A Ghost Cultivator from the Ghost Clan also shook his head, his voice hoarse.

"Is this the value of 70% Law comprehension? Is the gap really this large?!"

The younger generation of Cultivators were all shocked, and their awe for this Black Dragon King reached its peak instantly.

Bear Tyrant stared with copper-bell-sized eyes, looked at his somewhat swollen fist, then looked at the calm and composed Black Dragon King, and said in a muffled voice:

"I admit defeat."

"I said one punch is one punch. Since I didn't make you move, then I lost."

Having said that, this honest bear was a straightforward person; he turned around and left without any hesitation.

Watching Bear Tyrant's retreating back, the Black Dragon King maintained his cold, aloof posture, a cold sneer hanging on the corner of his mouth.

However.

In reality, only he knew that the blood and Qi inside his body were currently churning violently!

"Ugh..."

A mouthful of blood surged up his throat, which he forcefully swallowed back down.

"Damn it... how does this clumsy bear have so much strength?!"

The Black Dragon King cursed inwardly.

The power of that punch just now was absolutely comparable to a full-strength blow of 70% Law comprehension!

If it weren't for the fact that he was wearing the Dragon Clan's supreme treasure, the 【Ten Thousand Scale Armor】, which absorbed most of the force, he definitely would have been forced back a few steps by that blow!

"Hmph, for the majesty of the Dragon Palace!!"

The Black Dragon King took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing his injuries, and tried his best to maintain the appearance of an unscathed expert. He scanned the audience, his voice still cold and arrogant:

"Who else?"

"Next!"

...

In the corner of the stands.

Su Feng turned his head to glance at the two Elders of the Yin Yang Sect beside him, with a smile that was not quite a smile:

"Two Seniors, aren't you going to try?"

"Three chances, as long as you can make him move, it counts as a win. This is a great opportunity to make a name for yourselves."

The two Half-step Spirit Transformation Elders flushed red at these words, coughing awkwardly twice:

"Ahem... no..."

"We came here this time mainly to broaden the horizons and increase the knowledge of you juniors. Old bones like us are already over the age limit, so we won't go up and join the fun."

"That's right! Letting you come to participate in the Ten Thousand Dragons Grand Gathering is to let you know what it means that there are people above people, and heavens above heavens! This is our well-intentioned effort!"

The two sang in harmony, cooperating tacitly, portraying the word "cowardice" in a refreshing and refined way.

Su Feng almost laughed out loud, but he couldn't be bothered to expose them.

After all, these two only had 20% Law power; if they went up, let alone making the Black Dragon King move, they probably wouldn't even be able to break through his protective Dragon Qi. At that point, it would be the entire Southern Region that would lose face.

Just then.

"Hehehe..."

A hair-raising, sinister laugh sounded.

From the camp of the Dongling Ghost Clan, a ball of black mist slowly drifted into the arena.

The black mist dissipated, revealing a young man wearing black and red robes, his complexion as pale as paper, yet his lips were as red as blood.

He elegantly straightened his collar and performed a strange salute to the Black Dragon King:

"Dongling Ghost Clan, Dracula."

"Please, Black Dragon King... grant me your guidance."

Compared to the North Mountain Demon Clan, who were high-profile and often revealed their true forms, the Ghost Cultivators of the Eastern Mausoleum were much more low-key and sinister.

Among the Four Lands, one could still see traces of human merchant caravans in the territories of the North Mountain Demon Clan and the West Sea Dragon Clan.

Only in the Eastern Mausoleum, that ghost Realm shrouded in gloomy clouds all year round, could absolutely no other living creatures be found.

That was a forbidden zone for the living, a paradise for Ghost Cultivators.

However, for the veterans who had attended previous gatherings, the name Dracula was an absolute nightmare that rang like thunder in their ears.

He was a regular at the Ten Thousand Dragons Grand Gathering and also a leader of the younger generation in the Eastern Mausoleum.

"Bone age test!"

As a ghostly light swept over him.

【Bone age: 495 years! Cultivation: Half-step Spirit Transformation (50% comprehension of Law)!】

"Hiss... 495 years old already?"

Someone whispered: "In five more years, he won't be qualified to participate in this second stage. This old ghost is cutting it close!"

Although his bone age was on the older side, no one around dared to underestimate him.

Because what Dracula practiced was the most bizarre technique of the Ghost Clan—【Soul Capture Technique】!

Plus, he possessed the extremely rare 【Innate Soul Body】, meaning any Ghost Clan technique in his hands would have its power terrifyingly amplified, even capable of ignoring physical defenses and striking the Soul directly!

On the arena.

The Black Dragon King looked at the pale Ghost Cultivator before him, the contempt in his eyes receding, replaced by a hint of gravity.

Dealing with guys who toy with the Soul, one could capsize in the gutter if not careful.

"Dracula, you know the rules." The Black Dragon King said coldly.

"Hehehe... Of course."

Dracula let out a strange laugh like a night owl, and his withered, thin palms slowly extended from under his wide black robe.

"Hum!"

A bone staff, with a blood-colored skull embedded at the top and made entirely of polished human bones, appeared out of thin air in his hand.

At the same time.

He raised his head abruptly.

Beneath the black robe that had been shrouding his face in shadow, two points of hair-raising crimson blood light suddenly lit up!

No whites of the eyes, no pupils, only two pools of abyss that seemed to be gathered from fresh blood!

Just by making eye contact, many Cultivators under the stage with weak willpower felt as if their Souls were about to be sucked in, feeling dizzy and breaking out in a cold sweat.

A sea demon whose Realm was only at the Golden Core Stage felt his scalp go numb and said tremblingly: "What a terrifying gaze..."

"I feel like my Divine Soul is trembling!"

That chill that seeped out from the bones gave everyone goosebumps.