Translator: CinderTL
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Bang!!!
A thunderous sound reverberated across the vast square.
The figure in the blue robe, who was supposed to deliver a heavy blow to the Giant Elephant Grandmaster, was sent flying, carving two long grooves into the ground.
The sudden turn of events shocked everyone, their eyes wide with disbelief as they turned to look at the figure that had appeared.
Dressed in Azure and black, with golden armor covering his chest, abdomen, shoulders, and elbows.
He resembled a fearsome beetle, with twisted golden patterns, and blood-red wings spreading out behind him, forming streaks of crimson.
"It's a cyborg!"
"A Titanium-grade cyborg!"
TL/N: Titanium-grade is a level above Gold-grade.
The crowd gasped in astonishment, and a true intent master in the main viewing area stood up, his expression uncertain.
Even the local council members of Yue City and their Silver-grade Guards had their pupils constrict and their faces change color.
The Giant Elephant Grandmaster's expression turned wary; he could not afford to assist the opponent and instead hurriedly created distance, focusing his gaze on Chen Feng.
"You—"
Just as he was about to speak.
Whoosh!!!
A sharp sound of breaking air echoed, and a shadow from above rapidly descended, as if to suppress the heavens, heading straight for Lu Xinglong.
The crowd was horrified, but the Old Grandmaster Flying Dragon, who was confronting the Whale Sect Grandmaster, suddenly had a glint in his eyes.
Ying!!!
The hatch of the flying vehicle opened in mid-air, and a blue metal longsword shot out.
In an instant, a powerful magnetic field erupted, and a middle-aged man standing on a single-person flying device hovered in mid-air.
"Stop!!"
His cold shout echoed, and the blue metal longsword suddenly burst forth with a dazzling blue light.
Ying!!
The flying dragon, born from the magnetic field, appeared, towering at seven meters in size.
The blue longsword was enveloped like a core by the magnetic field, and the flying dragon soared into the sky, unleashing a force field.
Boom!!!
The air exploded, and all the drones shattered, their wreckage plummeting down the cliff.
Stone wings flapped, stirring up a fierce wind.
The thousands of spectators around the martial arts arena looked up to see a three-meter-tall stone statue colliding with the flying dragon in mid-air.
The statue was entirely grayish-white, resembling a massive rock sculpture.
Golden patterns shimmered on its chest, abdomen, and arm joints, transforming into a golden armor that protected it.
The flying dragon clawed, and the giant statue punched.
In an instant, the two became entangled, and the crowd below changed color once more.
"A Grandmaster-level Cyborg!"
The Whale Sect Grandmaster's expression darkened; he had not expected the Flying Dragon Sect to possess such depth.
The Old Grandmaster's face remained expressionless, while Lu Xinglong, who had been ambushed and forced back, steadied himself and brushed off the dust from his blue robe.
His complexion was still rosy, as if he had not sustained any injuries.
His gaze was calm and profound, pulling away from the white-gray giant statue in mid-air.
He looked directly at Chen Feng.
"He's here; I'm not surprised."
A Titanium-grade biological cyborg—how could they not be on guard?
But—
"But who are you?"
The atmosphere fell silent, and all eyes were fixed.
The bald Giant Elephant Grandmaster suddenly realized, as Chen Feng's Gold energy surged, gripping a broad golden giant sword tightly in his hand.
He did not answer; he merely looked at the Giant Elephant Grandmaster.
"I will only assist you once."
The electronic synthesized voice landed.
Whoosh!!!
With a flap of blood-red wings, he vanished from his spot.
A straight line of white vapor surged through the air as the broad longsword swung down, the Gold color tearing through the sky.
With a focused gaze, Lu Xinglong's blue light energy condensed.
Bang!!
The bricks beneath their feet disintegrated, as over thirty tons of colliding force ravaged the ground.
With his crimson eyes flashing slightly, Chen Feng clearly saw the opponent's palm strike the side of the steel longsword.
The blow missed, but he did not hesitate.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
His arms swung in succession, the sword light like a shadow.
Even without knowledge of sword techniques, under the explosive force of immense power—
It was swordplay!!
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!!
In an instant, a series of sounds erupted, and the crowd could only see the Gold and blue light intertwining, creating afterimages as they clashed in place.
Seeing the signs, the Giant Elephant Grandmaster gritted his teeth and stomped the ground, charging forward.
The cyborg in mid-air was clearly related to the Flame Tiger Sect, and this person before him was certainly the same.
Today, the Giant Elephant Sect could not afford to lose; since that was the case—
"Behemoth Tremor Stance!"
His roar swept through the air, echoing like an elephant's trumpet.
A deep gray true intent giant elephant materialized, its thick trunk swinging forward, merging with the arm thrust out by the Giant Elephant Grandmaster.
The air solidified, and white vapor exploded outward like a cone on both sides.
Everyone present felt the ground tremble, their eardrums aching, and their hearts racing.
Boom!!!
In the next second, palm met fist.
The ground cracked again, and Lu Xinglong's legs sank into it.
One hand gripped the sword, the other met the fist.
His blue robe billowed, and his long hair flew.
Not only did he show no fear, but he also revealed a hint of excitement.
"Flying Dragon Water Dragon's Roar!"
Woong!!!
The blue light surged and exploded, a dazzling brilliance filling the air.
In the next moment, two flying dragon phantoms appeared behind him, their dragon whiskers fluttering, their vertical pupils cold and indifferent.
The superb energy technique unleashed a tremendous force.
The two flying dragon phantoms seemed real, charging forward from both sides, forcing both Chen Feng and the Giant Elephant Grandmaster to retreat, sliding back several meters.
Crack.
The stone bricks shattered, blood oozing out.
The Giant Elephant Grandmaster's expression darkened as he wiped the corner of his mouth.
As fellow Grandmasters, there was still a gap.
This was due to both personal reasons and differences in sects.
The Flying Dragon Sect had long been a top-tier sect, producing many Grandmasters.
Their foundation was deep, and their true skills numerous.
In contrast, the Giant Elephant Sect had only risen because of him, lacking in depth and means.
Witnessing this scene, the expressions of those around varied; some were horrified, others complex.
Especially the other disciples of the Giant Elephant Sect, who clenched their fists, feeling ashamed and heavy-hearted.
"Martial Uncle."
Zhang Tai's face turned pale, while Zheng Shan and Pang Kui beside him wore serious expressions, remaining silent.
If the two of them together could not defeat the Flying Dragon Grandmaster—
Then what would that mean?
"Interesting."
Suddenly, the electronic synthesized voice rang out, and the Giant Elephant Grandmaster turned his head to look.
The cyborg beside him showed no signs of retreat; instead, he stood firm, revealing an eager demeanor.
Buzz!
In an instant, the Gold longsword in his hand suddenly shrank.
In its place were small, menacing spikes, wrapping around his fists like tiger claws.
Boom!!
The ground shattered, and the Azure and Gold surged forth again.
Seeing this, the Giant Elephant Grandmaster suppressed all negative emotions, fists colliding, his gaze focused.
"A fight to the death!"
Whoosh!!
His figure followed closely, both charging towards Lu Xinglong's side.
As they stepped down, the already shattered ground collapsed again, as if the entire cliff sank several inches.
One unleashed a powerful punch, going all out.
Thirty-five tons of force stirred up a whirlwind, shaking the air.
The other was empowered by the giant elephant, true intent raising its hooves, shaking the earth.
Boom!!!
Palm met fist.
Lu Xinglong, clad in blue robes, was surrounded by a glow of energy, the true intent of the flying dragon coiling around him, blue scales forming a solid defense.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!!
The two sides clashed, fighting while retreating.
Deep gray, Azure, Gold, blue light.
The spectators felt as if they could not see the battle clearly, their vision filled with streaks of light.
As for the Silver-grade cyborgs or the mech warriors guarding them, their scanning modules had long been activated, trying to capture the positions of the three.
Boom!!
The stone brick walls below the corridor suddenly shook, crumbling and caving in.
The Giant Elephant Grandmaster was struck by a palm and sent flying, crashing into the wall.
In the moment of the human-shaped hole left behind, those nearby heard a curse.
"Damn it."
As the voice landed, the bald, muscular man once again stomped the ground and charged forward, continuing the fight.
After a couple of seconds.
Bang!!
The Azure figure was sent flying, smashing through several gray stone pillars below.
The carved giant elephant patterns shattered, and several dents appeared in the golden armor on the opponent.
Then, just as he was about to crash through the clouds and step into empty air, about to fall off the cliff—
Buzz!
With a flap of blood-red wings, he halted his retreat, soaring through the sky, rejoining the fray.
The sounds of bang, bang, bang, bang continued, lasting for ten seconds, thirty seconds, two minutes!
The spectators felt their eardrums ache, their vision spinning, their will wavering.
"This is what a Grandmaster is."
An elder at the true intent level had a complex expression, filled with envy and admiration.
After this battle, regardless of who won or lost, the title of Grandmaster would surely revive the spirit of martial arts!
"This is what it means to be above the Master level?"
The members of the travel group had long become numb; the young man named Zhang looked pale, and the tour guide Du Mengqi was filled with shock and complexity.
Such powerful individual had actually traveled with them before?
Bang!!
In the end, the battle group changed.
The blue-robed figure was sent flying, smashing through several gray stone pillars, embedding into the gray wall below the corridor.
It was evident that his face was pale, and his breath had weakened.
Looking down, his blue robe was tattered, with numerous dents and small wounds appearing on his body.
These were the result of the Giant Elephant Grandmaster's relentless punches and the Gold spikes piercing through his energy defenses.
Whoosh!!
Seizing the opportunity, the Giant Elephant Grandmaster charged like a truck, aiming a knee strike.
Bang!!
The strike missed, but Lu Xinglong's energy erupted, his body like a swimming dragon, evading the deadly strike.
Chen Feng took the chance to attack, his right arm piercing through the air like a spear, standing right behind the opponent, landing a punch squarely on his back.
Bang!!!
A solid hit; Lu Xinglong's left side of his back caved in several inches, his body sliding forward a great distance.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
The Whale Sect Grandmaster, who had been somewhat restless, now had a calmer expression as he returned to his original position.
After suffering such heavy blows consecutively, even a Grandmaster would—
"Hm?"
Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, and he stood up abruptly.
Instinctively looking towards the eaves, he saw the gray-robed elder confronting him still calm, as if he had anticipated this.
"Something's off."
The Giant Elephant Grandmaster panted slightly, moving to Chen Feng's side, his expression extremely grave.
He had already exerted himself to the fullest, every punch aimed at vital points.
Yet even so, he still felt a hint of abnormality.
Without speaking, Chen Feng's gaze was no longer relaxed and confident; instead, it was serious and somber.
He had to admit that he might have underestimated the title of Grandmaster.
Step!
Following his gaze, they could see Lu Xinglong, who had slid back a great distance but barely steadied himself, suddenly raising his hand and pulling off half of his blue robe.
Beneath his gray robe, his lean, bronze body was revealed.
The muscle lines were strikingly clear, giving off a sense of fierce explosiveness.
Blood splattered across him, with numerous small blood holes and the impressions of punched-in bones visible to everyone.
But—
In the next second.
"Flying Dragon: Dragon-Crane Technique!"
In an instant, as he formed seals with both hands, his energy flowed.
The sunken skin and flesh suddenly swelled, as if restored to its original state.
The bleeding wounds began to scab over, with blue light energy covering the surface, as if new flesh was growing, healing him.
In an instant, his aura surged, returning to its peak.
It was as if he had just finished warming up.
"This!!!"
The Giant Elephant Grandmaster's face changed dramatically, and Chen Feng beside him also furrowed his brows.
It looked familiar.
It even resembled the Crane Origin Skill of the Pine Crane Sect.
However, the effects of the two were vastly different.
Because, under his perception, he could clearly sense that Lu Xinglong's injuries had genuinely healed significantly.
The blue light energy seemed like some kind of energy, reconnecting his shattered bones while stimulating the cells in his skin and flesh, accelerating the healing of his wounds.
"Years ago, the Pine Crane Sect presented me with the Crane Origin Skill. It was quite useful, but it had too many flaws and didn't suit my eye."
"After eleven years of experience, gathering the strengths of a hundred schools, I refined its essence and integrated it into myself."
His tone was calm as Lu Xinglong looked at Chen Feng and the others, as if chatting casually.
"Gentlemen, what do you think of the Dragon Crane True Skill I created?"
As his words fell, a loud noise echoed through the air.
Looking over, the airwaves exploded, and a portion of the cloud sea dispersed.
The middle-aged mech warrior standing on the single-person flying device had actually managed to withstand all the impacts of the Holy Shield Colossus.
The blue metal longsword floated in mid-air, resembling a dragon's heart.
The true intent flying dragon born from the magnetic field continuously unleashed repulsive force, always able to neutralize the giant statue's strikes, even rebounding and shaking it back.
In an instant, the atmosphere fell silent, a pin drop could be heard.
"How could this be…"
Zhang Tai and the others from the Giant Elephant Sect turned pale, while the other true intent elders looked somewhat bewildered.
The two had joined forces and exhausted all their strength to severely injure the Flying Dragon Grandmaster.
Yet now, he had recovered?
"How are we supposed to fight this?"
The onlookers from the martial arts circle spoke bitterly, feeling despair.
A Titanium-grade cyborg and a Grandmaster could not defeat them; who else in the southern martial arts world could?
Unknowingly, everyone felt that the Flying Dragon Sect had truly soared this time, unstoppable.
"Continue!!"
Suddenly, the Giant Elephant Grandmaster shouted.
As fellow Grandmaster, no one wanted to bow their heads in submission.
If it were the absolute peak, that would be one thing, but you're at the same level as me—why should I yield!!!
"Oh?"
Lu Xinglong was somewhat surprised; he had heard that the Giant Elephant Grandmaster was hesitant in his actions and had thought little of it.
But now, seeing this spirit—
"A mantis trying to stop a chariot."
Whoosh!!
In an instant, he dashed forward, suddenly appearing before the Giant Elephant Grandmaster.
In perfect peak condition, the blue light energy condensed in his palm, taking advantage of the opponent's moment of anger and distraction to strike directly at his chest.
Bang!!!
The figure was sent flying, the gray afterimage crashing out of the square, colliding with the gray wall.
The corridor shook and trembled, and the people above looked on with uncertainty, while many disciples of the Giant Elephant Sect were anxious, wanting to join the fray.
"Impossible!"
Someone shouted; it was an elder of the Giant Elephant Sect, with a head full of white hair, worry and anger both evident on his face.
It was already disgraceful to join forces against an enemy; if others joined in, how would they be mocked?
Moreover, even if they joined, what good would it do?
Whoosh!!
Just as the expressions of the crowd were uncertain, Lu Xinglong's figure flashed again, already arriving in front of the blue-robed figure.
"Why help the Flame Tiger Sect?"
His low voice carried a palm print that broke through the air.
The sound of rushing air surged, as if waves of water were crashing into the heavens, looking down and falling.
(End of the Chapter)
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