"Ding Fan, Jin Chunqiu, and you four rotten fish, you'd all die!"
As Wang He made his choice, Long Daoji drew his sword and prepared to strike.
The blood-red Dharma image stood like a demon god standing tall in the abyss.
A terrifying aura enveloped the arena.
Long Daoji raised his hand and slashed out with his sword.
In the sky, hundreds of sword lights appeared out of nowhere.
Mu Jia and the other four were instantly enveloped in the light of blades.
Long Daoji, who unleashed this strike, didn't even glance at the four people in the sky.
He leaned forward slightly, accompanied by a muffled "thump!"
He appeared in front of Zhou Wucheng.
The blood-red demonic blade moved with lightning speed.
On the other side, Ding Fan's smile vanished.
He raised his long staff high, his robes billowing.
The true energy gathered, and the long staff transformed into a mountain, crashing down upon them.
Clang!
Accompanied by the crackling sound of metal clashing.
Terrifying cracks appeared on the earth.
Thump!
Ding Fan took a step back before regaining his balance.
At this moment, Zhou Wucheng retreated like a falling leaf.
Having forced Ding Fan back with a single move, Long Daoji did not continue his pursuit. He used the momentum of the recoil to slash his longsword behind him.
A figure appeared out of thin air.
That person was none other than Jin Chunqiu, the owner of Buyilou.
The two streams of true energy raged wildly like a whirlwind.
In the brief moment of stalemate, Jin Chunqiu's figure was swept away.
"Come on up!"
Long Daoji's eyes gleamed with a sharp light.
The blade energy, like a monsoon, carried the three of them toward the sky.
As the mosasaur rose into the air, a loud "boom" was heard.
The exploded mosasaur unleashed terrifying power.
Before the explosions had even subsided, an even more terrifying force erupted from the battlefield.
Long Daoji transforms into a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex, rampaging across the battlefield.
Ding Fan, Jin Chunqiu, and the other four were completely suppressed by him for a time.
However, none of the six people showed any signs of panic.
Because they know very well that no outbreak can last.
Dragon Daoji's true energy has its limits.
The six of them, however, were able to recuperate separately during the breaks in the battle.
......
When Long Daoji made his move, the three Dharma Images that first revealed their auras in the camp also stood behind Zhou Wucheng.
"Old man, come here and fight me!"
Tuoba Ye pointed to an old man with a scarred face behind Zhou Wucheng.
He knew this person.
Born a rogue cultivator, he was once a notorious bandit in Yunzhou.
Old age and poor aptitude.
He barely broke through to the tenth rank of Dharma Image.
Originally on the Zhenwu Division's wanted list, he was later recruited by Zhou Wucheng and the matter was dropped.
The reason he was chosen was naturally because he was weak.
Choose one first, so you don't get caught up in battles you can't participate in later.
"Old Liu, go keep him company!"
Zhou Wucheng glanced at the old man behind him and nodded.
The scarred old man didn't hesitate either, and with his knife in hand, he charged towards the other side of the training ground.
Tuoba Ye glanced at Li Fan, and after receiving an affirmative answer, he quickly got up and left.
On the battlefield, it instantly turned into a three-on-three situation.
Li Fan, Wang He, and Wu Zhijin faced off against three royal Dharma Images led by Zhou Wucheng.
From any perspective, Li Fan's side has the advantage in strength.
But Zhou Wucheng remained completely calm.
"Elder Yun, Elder Wang, why don't you go and keep them company?"
Zhou Wucheng pointed at Wang He and the other two, and the two Dharma images standing behind him nodded and flew out.
Wang He and Wu Zhijin followed.
In the blink of an eye, only Li Fan and Zhou Wucheng remained in the arena.
As for Li Xiaoxiao and the others, they had long since retreated to the outer perimeter of the training ground.
Those below the Dharma Form level are not eligible to participate in this battle.
......
"Li Fan, there is a question that I have never been able to understand."
"You don't need to figure it out, just die!"
Li Fan looked at Zhou Wucheng, raised his hand, drew his sword, and his killing intent surged.
The darkness vanquished everything, slashing out a black crescent moon.
"Young man, you're still too arrogant!"
"Since that's the case, then you might as well die!"
Zhou Wucheng neither dodged nor evaded nor made a move; he simply cupped his hands and bowed forward.
"Please, Uncle, take action and kill this scoundrel!"
The next second, a hand reached out from nothingness.
The dark blade flashed and shattered like a bubble the moment it struck the palm.
Immediately afterwards, he clenched his fist, and the void was stretched open.
A middle-aged man emerged from nothingness.
He wore a black robe with gold trim and a python pattern, and his eyebrows and eyes were sharp as knives.
His aura did not leak out at all.
Standing there, it was like a deep pool, calm and profound.
"How could it be him!"
Above the battlefield, Long Daoji, who was fighting six opponents alone, was visibly shaken.
The Heavenly Heroes List discusses the heroes and heroines of the world.
However, there are differences even among heroes.
At their level, this gap becomes clearly visible.
The Tianxiong Ranking is generally recognized to be divided into three levels.
The top ten strongest individuals possess the ability to kill ten or more powerful individuals.
The top five are capable of killing five stronger individuals.
As for the gap between the top five, Long Daoji didn't know how big it was.
Even he had never seen those five powerful figures make a move.
And now, the middle-aged man appearing in the arena is a strong person of this level.
Fifth on the Heavenly Hero List is Zhou Boxing, the Overlord of Chuzhou.
The most extraordinary prodigy of the previous generation of the Great Zhou royal family.
If the previous emperor, Zhou Dingtian, hadn't been so exceptionally talented, the throne of the Great Zhou Dynasty would have been his.
He could easily defeat his brothers, but he was defeated by his own nephew.
After his defeat, he took up his post in Chuzhou.
The title of his was "Overlord of Chu Province".
......
"It was this little guy who came! Looks like he couldn't stand the loneliness either!"
On the outskirts of the battlefield, Zhou Kaijiang's eyes narrowed slightly.
He sensed a crisis.
The last time was three years ago.
Could it be that what happened three years ago will repeat itself?
Will this sweep through generations of royalty?
never mind!
All of this has nothing to do with this old man.
I don't have many years left to live anyway, why should I care about so much?
......
Even if Zhou Boxing stood still and did nothing, the scales of victory were tilting in his favor.
This is the profound significance of being fifth on the Heavenly Hero Ranking.
He didn't look at Li Fan, but instead looked behind Li Fan.
Ripples of water filled the air.
Li Feitian emerged from the water.
He looked at Zhou Boxing, his eyes filled with solemnity.
“Li Feitian, Long Daoji”.
"I'm giving you a chance to leave here with your daughter and son."
Zhou Boxing stood with his hands behind his back, his tone calm, yet carrying an undeniable air of dominance.
Even if there were two people on the Heavenly Hero Ranking, he was still full of confidence.
"war!"
Li Feitian only said one word.
He shot out like lightning.
The earth trembled, as if a dragon were turning over.
The ravines stretched from where Li Feitian was toward Zhou Boxing.
"Overestimating yourself!"
A hint of disdain flashed in Zhou Boxing's eyes as he watched Li Feitian rush towards him.
He slowly raised his hand.
The space around him was distorted.
The dark cracks spread out like centipedes.
With a single punch, the entire training ground seemed to be suppressed by thousands of mountains.
A muffled thud!
Zhou Boxing's fist collided with Li Feitian's.
Immediately afterwards, Li Feitian was sent flying backward at a speed far exceeding his initial arrival speed.
The violent true energy raged across the land.
Throughout the training ground, plumes of smoke and dust rose like mushroom clouds.
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