X-Dragon Era

As for Xin Yun, it was a different story, he floated in the sky with an air of leisure, as Yinglong's body elegantly meandered, completely without any attempt at evasion, and without any form of defense, and yet... in that graceful undulation, all attacks seemed to become illusory, fruitlessly whizzing by Xin Yun and Yinglong.

It was bizarre, exceptionally bizarre, uniquely bizarre; the attack was certainly as fierce as a downpour, yet Xin Yun seemed like a person walking through curtains of rain, densely falling raindrops incapable of touching him.

It's said that laymen watch the excitement, while professionals see the technique, and most of the audience present were professionals; everyone knew that these attacks were not sparse, nor were they any kind of illusion, it was really that Xin Yun's calculation and evasion were too formidable, even within such dense barrages, he evaded with utmost composure.

In fact, to Xin Yun, this was really child's play; back on Earth, Xin Yun particularly enjoyed playing those vertical scrolling shooter games, where the bullets were much denser than this, often with only a single passage, and not even a hair's breadth to deviate, so comparatively, the current attack, although dense, had much larger gaps, making it not difficult to dodge at all.

Breaking the sky was domineering and forceful, ignoring how many attacks you had, it just withstood them all, while Xin Yun's approach was elegant, allowing you to fire a sky full of arrows, yet not even wishing to harm a single hair, as for Ming Xuan!

Standing proudly atop the Peacock Dragon, its magnificent tail feathers already fanned out, radiating five-colored lights like waves of electromagnetic pulses, continuously casting outwards, forming a rainbow-like light curtain that enveloped Ming Xuan and the Peacock Dragon within it.

Radiant, exquisite... unmatched in beauty, under the brilliance of the light, all attacks entering it seemed to be devoured, instantaneously vanishing from sight, making everyone unknowingly harbor the illusion that... within the range of the rainbow's embrace, a different realm had formed, swallowing all the attacks.

"Huh..." Purple and gold wood chips continued to fall, the assault from above continued as well, and at the same time, Xin Yun, Po Kong, and Ming Xuan were also gathering their strength to the fullest.

This time, Po Kong did not release any Sword Qi, nor did he produce even a single golden sword, as everyone watched, the black chains hanging from the Emperor Sword Dragon rattled ominously, while wave after wave of brilliant golden light diffused in succession from the Emperor Sword Dragon's body.

At the same time, Xin Yun was also in a state of full commitment, fully accumulating his Four Layered Wave Energy, and Yinglong's azure body faintly exuded a bluish halo, which became somewhat translucent amidst the treasure-light.

Finally, Ming Xuan, enveloped in the five-colored rainbow, was furiously accumulating the opponent's attacks, and behind him, the lights of blue, yellow, red, and white rainbows grew increasingly bright, ready to strike at any moment.

"Crackling..." At last, the purple and gold wood chips bridged the distance of 500 meters and heavily crashed onto the ground, the crisp sound causing the air throughout the arena to suddenly tighten! Although no one provided commentary, all the spectators had a vague idea of the purpose of these wood chips.

Indeed, just as the majority had guessed, the moment the wood chips hit the ground, instantaneously... Xin Yun, Po Kong, Ming Xuan, almost simultaneously took action.

The first to act was Po Kong; amid the radiance of gold, the Emperor Sword Dragon's golden light reached its limit in a blink, and amidst tens of thousands of golden lights, the Emperor Sword Dragon turned its body into a sword, instantly becoming a gigantic sword light over ten meters long.

"Ha!" Mid-air, Po Kong shouted loudly as his body somersaulted in the void; he kicked off the hilt of the Emperor Sword Dragon, and in an instant... the Emperor Sword Dragon seemed to transform into a golden sword light that shot out at lightning speed.

After kicking off it, Po Kong's body tumbled several times in the air before gracefully landing on the flat of the Emperor Sword Dragon's blade, which was now horizontal in mid-air. At that moment... strong air currents blasted from the jets all around the Emperor Sword Dragon.

"Swoosh..." Amid the sharp sounds of slicing air, the Emperor Sword Dragon turned into a golden laser, and shot toward a target hundreds of meters away in an instant.

From a distance, Po Kong stood proudly with his hands behind his back atop the Emperor Sword Dragon, riding the sword as it flew. The golden sword light cleaved through the air, relentlessly bombarding the target with pulverizing force and, within one thousandth of a second, it struck the opponent who had no chance to dodge or escape.

At the same time, Xin Yun did not stay idle either; while Po Kong performed his series of actions, Yinglong's wings flashed, and it instantly turned into a blue column of light, rushing to the opponent's front. With a Dragon Claw thrust forward, the fully charged Four Layered Wave Energy released with surging power, crazily hammering the opponent's body.

Was that it? No, no, no... If it were just the Four Layered Wave, although it would already be four times Xin Yun's strongest attack, such an attack, even if it could instantly slay the opponent, was absolutely not enough for victory. After all... the competition was not merely about destroying the opponent; more importantly, it was about whose energy fluctuations were stronger—that is, whose destructive power was greater!

With a palm strike, Xin Yun entered a frenzied state. Under his control, Yinglong launched its full force in an attack for the first time, and at that moment... all the spectators saw clearly, one after another, a series of Yinglongs appearing continously around the opponent's body.

Due to the extreme speed, all attacks happened in an instant, hence... in the eyes of all the spectators, a succession of Yinglongs appeared in different postures and from various directions, angles, one after another.

"One... two... three... four..." Under the dumbstruck gaze of the crowd, one after another, a total of eighteen Yinglongs appeared in a different sequence, angles, and positions, each flashing by with distinctive postures.

Strange, profound, majestic, and ancient... the various shapes of Yinglongs almost covered every angle, every space around the opponent's body, with different maneuvers and postures, each executing their own unique attack.

Yes, the astute among you may have already figured it out. In fact... those eighteen Yinglongs were nothing more than visual afterimages; the only reason they appeared like this was because Xin Yun's rhythm of attack was too fast, surpassing the limits of human vision.

The eighteen dragon shapes represented the eighteen palm techniques of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Kang Long regrets: Flying Dragon in the Sky: Dragon Battles in the Wild: Hidden Dragon Must Not Be Used: Proceeding Across the Great River: Wild Goose Landing: Sudden as it Comes: Shocking Hundred Miles: Perhaps Jumping in the Abyss: Divine Dragon's Tail Swing: Fish Leaps in the Abyss: Seeing Dragon in the Field: Twin Dragons fetch Water: Riding the Six Dragons: Clouds Without Rain: Gains Accompanied by Trust: Treading on Frost, the Ice is Coming: Ram Touches the Fence!

When the eighteen palm techniques were linked in a continuous flow, the power that erupted was no longer confined to the individual moves of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. In fact... when the eighteen palms were executed in conjunction, accumulating all the energy together, that was the ultimate and most powerful last move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms! (To be continued, if you wish to know what happens next, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)