Seeing that Long Aotian didn't take him seriously at all, Peng Jiong's face darkened again.
He knew the younger generation of the Qingfeng clan very well, and he had never seen the person in front of him before.
"And who are you?"
"I want to challenge the Azure Phoenix Clan."
"You don't seem to be, do you?"
Long Aotian remained calm as he looked at him. Before he could speak, Qing Mu's voice slowly rang out from behind him.
"He is the son-in-law of my Qingfeng clan."
"What's wrong with representing my people?"
One of the rules governing the Divine Beast Tournament is that anyone with a marital relationship to a Divine Beast is considered a member of that race.
Therefore, Long Aotian was able to take the stage in place of the Qingfeng clan.
The other members of the Golden-Winged Roc clan did not say anything more about what Qing Mu had said.
As long as it's within the rules, there's nothing to argue about.
After all, this isn't the first time the Divine Beast Tournament has been held, and there have been precedents for it before.
Moreover, in the hearts of the Golden-Winged Roc lineage, no matter who is in the Azure Phoenix Clan, they can never be Peng Jiong's match.
"As expected of Qingfeng, he's good for nothing but stubbornness."
"I hope you'll still be able to stand and talk to me later."
"Don't disappoint me like that good-for-nothing Qingwu."
A murderous intent flashed in Peng Jiong's eyes.
They didn't kill Qingwu because Qinglin was the only daughter of the Qingfeng clan chief. Although the two clans were fighting in secret, they hadn't completely broken off relations.
But if Qingwu really dies on stage, the consequences will be different.
Therefore, in Peng Jiong's eyes, Long Aotian was already a corpse.
"I'll torture you."
"I only need one punch."
Long Aotian showed no intention of arguing; he simply stood silently in place, rubbing his wrist.
Having left the Misty Sect, he hadn't made a move in a long time, which made him itchy to fight.
Hearing Long Aotian's arrogant demeanor...
The other members of the divine beast clan around them all wore strange expressions.
It's important to know that Peng Jiong's strength is among the top in the entire Divine Beast Realm.
Apart from the Black Dragon Clan, no other divine beast clan could claim to be able to defeat Peng Jiong with just one move.
"Where did the Azure Phoenix Clan find this clown? Does he really think he's capable?"
"Exactly, another move? Even Qingwu is no match for Peng Jiong. The fact that he was able to walk down from the Battle Spirit Platform standing up means he's incredibly lucky."
"There were rumors before that the Azure Phoenix Clan was clearly declining compared to the Golden-Winged Roc Clan. I didn't quite believe it before, but now I do. If this thing can be used in battle, I guess the Azure Phoenix Clan is probably all gone."
"......"
In all regions, almost no one had a good opinion of the Qingfeng clan.
On the battlefield of spirits.
The dragon elder in charge glanced at Long Aotian beside him, a strange look flashing in his eyes.
He could smell a familiar scent on Long Aotian.
But without giving it much thought, he continued speaking:
"Let's begin."
The words had barely left his mouth.
Peng Jiong's spiritual power erupted, and pale golden spiritual power flashed out once again.
The phantom of the Golden-Winged Roc had already appeared directly in the space behind him.
The sound of a roc's cry.
The sound echoed throughout the entire Dragon Palace.
The phantom rose into the sky and instantly transformed into three beams, each carrying a rising sun.
Just looking at it from a distance gives people an endless sense of oppression.
It was obvious that Peng Jiong had not yet shown his full strength when he fought Qingwu.
They're using their strongest moves right from the start; it's obvious they don't want to give the Azure Phoenix Clan any face.
The entire battle spirit platform was illuminated.
Long Aotian felt the intense heat around him, but he still showed no intention of moving an inch as his spiritual energy condensed.
Black dragon scales covered his body.
Faced with that terrifying offensive.
He threw just one punch.
He went straight towards Peng Jiong's location to meet him.
'boom--!'
It was just a fleeting moment of contact.
A mournful wail echoed in everyone's ears.
Before anyone could react, Peng Jiong was seen flying backward.
Crimson flesh and blood were scattered on the ground.
His entire body and limbs were shattered, and he lay in the hands of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan Chief, just like a dead dog.
That's it?
"I thought it would be much more ruthless?"
Long Aotian arrived at the edge of the Battle Spirit Platform, his gaze falling on the area of the Golden-Winged Roc.
"I alone can challenge all the younger generation of the entire Golden-Winged Roc."
"You can all come at me together."
That extremely arrogant tone gave Long Aotian an even more domineering air.
No one expected that a prodigy like Peng Jiong couldn't even withstand a single punch from Long Aotian.
Anyone with eyes can see that this is an absolute crushing defeat.
Such a huge gap means that even if the strongest geniuses from the other major divine beast clans were to take the stage, let alone the younger generation of the entire Golden-Winged Roc clan, they would still be no match for it.
The members of the Qingfeng clan all looked surprised. Only a few people knew about the relationship between Long Aotian and Xu Chengyu.
They never expected that there would be such a powerful prodigy within their own clan.
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