47: The terror of the Dragon-Capturing Hand

Ling Xian was a bit dazed seeing this scene.

This has completely exceeded the plot.

"Since that's the case, I'll destroy it myself." Ling Xian's eyes twitched, feeling somewhat annoyed.

Just as he stood up, Shi Momo asked in confusion and anxiously tried to stop him, "What are you doing? Those up there are all martial arts masters!"

Ling Xian readily accepted her concern, but he let her hand slide off his arm and spoke in a firm voice, "Trust me."

Seeing that the two on the arena were about to end in a draw, Ling Xian stood up and moved to intervene with Wu Poshan and the others without hesitation.

That Brother Song saw this and sneered, "Momo, why bother with him? Does he actually dare to make a move against masters like those?"

Ling Xian stood up and raised his right hand, his voice like a beating drum, "The Ling Corporation will also participate in this year's competition."

Wu Poshan and Ling Wu tactfully stood on either side to clear a path.

Chi Taohua followed behind like a little lackey.

Those with a keen eye, like Yue Tiankuo, could tell at a glance that Ling Wu's strength was extraordinary, wondering to himself, "Is the Ling Corporation sending this man to fight?"

However, when Ling Xian stepped onto the arena, everyone was shocked!

No one expected the Ling Corporation to send the heir of the Ling Family.

By stepping onto the arena, he was putting his life on the line; he was being reckless.

Shi Momo felt anxious as she watched, thinking of her close Best friend; she didn't know how she would face her.

"Are you two attacking together, or one by one?" Ling Xian's tone was disdainful, as he found both of these show-offs unpleasant.

"Kid, how arrogant!" Lin Feng and Han Junxian said in unison.

Boom!

Lin Feng and Han Junxian each aimed a punch at Ling Xian, wanting to teach the arrogant kid in front of them a lesson.

But... Ling Xian easily caught their fists, without a single trace of pain on his face.

Everyone present held their breath.

Boom!

Lin Feng's expression was grim. "No, this is impossible. You're just a pampered rich second-generation heir... how can you be stronger than me?"

"How?"

"Because I work harder than you!"

"Because I have a better background than you!"

"Because of the explosive potential I've gained from wanting to survive every single moment for the past three years!"

"Aside from that tiny bit of help from destiny, what else do you have?"

"Why can't I be stronger than you?" A cold light flashed in Ling Xian's eyes as he struck with the Dragon Capturing Hand.

A faint claw appearing in the air slammed toward Lin Feng.

Hit by this claw, Lin Feng felt as if he had been struck by the heaviest hammer in the world; he retreated wildly, nearly flying off the arena.

Seeing this, Han Junxian felt like a hundred thousand 'grass mud horses' were stampeding through his mind.

No one told him there was such a powerhouse in the East Sea.

If it weren't for creating the conditions for his junior brother, the Hades King, to return to the Dragon Kingdom, he wouldn't have come back so early to subdue the Black Tiger Gang.

Seeing how terrifying Ling Xian was, Han Junxian's composure wavered, and he revealed his background.

"Young friend, my master is Mo Bozhu of Hades Hall. Could you do me the favor of ending this fight in a draw?"

As soon as Mo Bozhu's name was mentioned, Steward Ding, who had just woken up, cried out in shock:

"Mo Bozhu? That monster who once challenged dozens of Grandmasters in the Dragon Kingdom?"

Mo Bozhu of Hades Hall, a genius who created glory for Hades Hall.

At that time, Hades Hall could negotiate with small countries, and even some major powers would show them some respect.

Although Mo Bozhu later went into seclusion and disappeared, leading to the decline of Hades Hall, it was still not something these small fry in the East Sea could compare to.

Even Yue Tiankuo was nothing in front of the entire Hades Hall.

"Master Han? Is he that registered 'Pretense King' of Hades Hall, Han Junxian?"

Below, those familiar with overseas power circles changed their expressions one after another.

Compared to 'Master Han', the 'Pretense King' Han Junxian was even more famous.

The reason he was only 'registered' was that he hadn't officially joined Hades Hall, but he shouldn't be underestimated because of that.

Rumor has it that he controls Hades Hall's industries in the southern part of the Tropical Continent; a portion of all gold, silver, and diamond minerals must be handed over, otherwise, mercenaries would attack that small country.

How could a world-renowned international big shot like him be compared to the petty squabbles of the East Sea?

It was obvious that Han Junxian wanted to use the Black Tiger Gang as a springboard to integrate the East Sea.

Then use the East Sea as a springboard to create a miracle.

This was a signal that Hades Hall was about to advance into the Dragon Kingdom.

Yue Tiankuo muttered in a low voice, "So he's Mo Bozhu's disciple. No wonder he has the cultivation of a Half-step Grandmaster at such a young age."

"Is Mo Bozhu very famous?" Yue Cailan asked curiously.

"Haha, he was very famous ten or twenty years ago; almost everyone in the martial arts world knew of him."

"He was the man who created a glorious era for Hades Hall."

"Back then, he entered the Dragon Kingdom just like Han Junxian and defeated twenty-four Grandmasters in a row."

"His fame was so widespread that no one dared not know it."

"His momentum was so great that it resonated overseas."

"You were only a few years old then and didn't remember things; it's normal that you don't know."

However, amidst all the shocked gazes, Ling Xian slapped him.

"What are you blathering about? If you want to fight, then fight. Are you coming together, or one by one?"

This slap didn't do much damage, but it was extremely insulting.

Who didn't know that Han Junxian was the Pretense King of South Africa?

Thus, Lin Feng and Han Junxian exchanged a tacit look and attacked Ling Xian together.

"Who on earth are you?" Han Junxian finally asked.

Aside from his junior brother, the Hades King, he had never seen such a monstrous young man.

Ling Xian didn't reply but instead attacked Lin Feng.

He had nurtured this Child of Destiny for so long; today was the best opportunity to kill him, and he couldn't miss it.

Dragon Capturing Hand! First Style: Seeking the Dragon Scale!

This move uses Qi to form an invisible hand to capture targets in the world.

A beginner can control objects weighing a hundred catties.

A master can seize pillars that hold up the heavens, like reaching for a dragon's scale.

With one move, Lin Feng seemed to be controlled by a powerful suction, his body moving uncontrollably toward Ling Xian's hand.

Second Style: Locking the Dragon Tendon!

This style specifically targets the opponent's meridian nodes; the victim is like a dragon stranded in shallow water, losing thirty percent of their strength instantly, their movements as slow as if carrying a mountain.

With one move, Lin Feng went limp all over; even with the terrifying martial technique Nine-Layer Wave, he couldn't use it.

Then, just as Ling Xian was prepared to take Lin Feng's life with a single grasp.

A Half-step Grandmaster leaped onto the arena, preparing to intervene.

"I am Tian Chusheng, Vice President of the East Sea Martial Arts Association. Spare him!"

Facing this claw, even Tian Chusheng didn't dare to resist it head-on and could only watch Lin Feng die.

[Ding! Detected that the Child of Destiny's final cultivation reached the early stage of the Fifth Rank.]

[Comprehensive analysis: You have obtained 50,000 villain points!]

[One Destiny Gift Pack!]

Ling Xian was overjoyed. What a bumper harvest!

An unprecedentedly huge harvest!

"You... do you have any idea about his background... how dare you kill him!" Tian Chusheng's eyes turned red.

Ling Xian ignored him and slapped him across the face, leaving Tian Chusheng dazed.

When he looked back, Han Junxian's scalp tingled.

"Strong! Too strong!"

"Escape!"

Han Junxian didn't dare to stay; having witnessed such a terrifying enemy like Ling Xian, he could set aside his posturing.

Only those who survive have the chance to show off.

Dead people have no chance.

His blood energy soared, clearly using some kind of secret technique.

He walked on water; if Ling Xian pursued him, he might still have a chance to fight.

"Hades Hall? Hades King... it seems he's another assistant to a Child of Destiny."

"In that case, he cannot be allowed to live!"

Thinking of this, the Undead Divine Fire immediately flared up in Ling Xian's hand.

With a thought from Ling Xian, the Undead Divine Fire transformed into a flaming spear.

Seeing this, Yue Tiankuo cried out in shock, "Generating fire from True Qi, manifesting objects from True Qi—he is undoubtedly a Grandmaster!"

"This is a Young Grandmaster!"

The entire scene was silent!

Including that Vice President of the Martial Arts Association, Tian Chusheng.