219: Nine strikes to settle the world

Hiss! Boom!

The thunder light in the palm of the left dragon claw was instantly pierced, emitting a piercing tearing sound!

The wrist of the right dragon claw was even more violently slashed open by the vibrating spatial force, creating a huge gash.

Thunder light gushed out like blood!

"Fifth Form, Meteor!"

Yao Delong did not let up, his figure soaring into the sky like a falling meteorite!

He raised his right leg high, concentrating all his Qi, blood, and Nine Yang power.

It transformed into a giant axe burning with golden-red flames, carrying the terrifying momentum of a falling star.

He slashed fiercely toward the relatively fragile spine of the thunder dragon!

Boom-crack!

This leg struck the thunder dragon's spine solidly!

The violent power exploded instantly!

The thunder dragon's massive body sank suddenly, and thunder light exploded from its spine.

It let out a painful cry, and its entire dragon body became a bit more illusory!

"Sixth Form, Suppress the Sea!"

Yao Delong landed and slammed his fists into the ground!

A terrifying force, heavy and peerless, as if capable of suppressing the four seas and eight wildernesses, exploded from him as the center!

An invisible force field spread instantly, pressing fiercely onto the thunder dragon's massive body!

The thunder dragon's movements instantly became incredibly sluggish, as if it had fallen into an invisible quagmire!

"Seventh Form, Shatter the Sky!"

Yao Delong took a deep breath, and the phantom images of nine scorching suns appeared around him!

Golden-red light surged on his fists, as if he were holding two burning suns!

Carrying the terrifying heat capable of burning the sky and a will of destruction, his fists were like two burning giant hammers.

They smashed fiercely toward the head of the thunder dragon, which was being suppressed by the "Suppress the Sea" force!

"Thunder Strike Tyrant Body!"

Lei Qianjun's roar erupted from the mouth of the thunder dragon!

Facing this terrifying, lethal strike, he dared not hold back any longer!

The thunder dragon's massive body contracted violently, and the blinding thunder light collapsed and condensed inward!

In an instant, Lei Qianjun's true form appeared, but his state was completely different now!

He was covered in fine blue dragon scales, his muscles knotted and swollen.

His height had increased to over a zhang, and his body was wrapped in deep blue thunder as solid as reality.

It was as if he had put on a suit of thunder armor!

An aura even more violent and fierce than before soared into the sky!

This was the ultimate Body Cultivator technique of Thunder Marsh Peak—the Thunder Strike Tyrant Body!

It refined the body with the power of thunder, granting terrifying power and defense far exceeding limits for a short time!

Boom! Boom!

Yao Delong's heaven-burning and earth-destroying fists smashed fiercely against Lei Qianjun's crossed arms!

Golden-red flames and deep blue thunder clashed and annihilated each other crazily!

The terrifying shockwave completely blasted the arena under their feet into powder, revealing the hard Formation foundation beneath!

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the foundation stone beneath Lei Qianjun's feet.

He was blasted backward for dozens of zhang, his feet plowing two deep trenches into the foundation stone.

The light on the dragon scale armor on his arms flickered violently, and even tiny cracks appeared!

"Eighth Form, Return to Void!"

Yao Delong followed like a shadow, not giving Lei Qianjun a moment to breathe!

His figure appeared like a ghost behind Lei Qianjun's side, his right hand forming a blade with his fingers.

A point of extremely profound black light condensed at his fingertips, as if it could devour all light!

Carrying the terrifying Concept of all things returning to silence and back to nothingness, he stabbed silently toward Lei Qianjun's vital heart area!

Lei Qianjun's hair stood on end as a fatal sense of crisis instantly enveloped his entire body!

He roared, forcing his body to twist.

His right fist, covered in thunder dragon scales, met the black light in a rush, accompanied by a piercing thunderous roar!

Hiss—!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a slight sound, as if space had been pierced!

Lei Qianjun's thunder dragon scale gauntlets, which were strong enough to withstand Magic Treasure attacks, were easily pierced by that point of black light!

A cold, dead, and silent force, as if capable of erasing life, instantly invaded his arm!

"Puff!"

Lei Qianjun's face paled, and he spat out a small mouthful of blood as his right arm instantly went numb.

Most of the condensed thunder power dissipated!

His eyes were filled with shock; this "Return to Void" form was actually so strange and overbearing!

"Ninth Form, Nirvana!"

Yao Delong's eyes were cold as he slowly raised his left fist. On his fist tip,

golden-red light and profound black light intertwined and wrapped around each other, forming a terrifying aura of unformed Chaos and the nirvana of all things!

This punch seemed to want to return everything before it, along with space itself, completely to nothingness!

On the high platform, Shi Jian, the Peak Master of Tuyao Peak, frowned tightly.

He said in a deep voice to Lei Zhenzi, the Peak Master of Thunder Marsh Peak beside him:

"Old Lei, although Qianjun's Thunder Strike Tyrant Body is strong, it consumes a huge amount of energy!

This kid Yao Delong's Cultivation Technique for circulating Qi is too overbearing, and its thickness far exceeds that of the same level.

If they continue to exhaust each other like this, Qianjun will undoubtedly lose!

Does he have any other trump cards? If not, he will likely be severely injured by this punch!"

Lei Zhenzi's expression was grave. As a powerful Body Cultivator, he naturally saw things more clearly.

Yao Delong's Qi, blood, and physique were on par with Lei Qianjun's, or even slightly inferior,

but the Qi within his body, which was extremely Yang and rigid, and also carried a trace of fierce aura,

was like a vast ocean, bottomless!

In contrast, after Lei Qianjun unleashed the Thunder Strike Tyrant Body, his Qi consumption was like a floodgate opening,

and at this moment, it was less than fifty percent, relying entirely on his powerful Qi, blood, and thunder power to hold on.

"This kid... his Qi is unfathomably thick!"

Lei Zhenzi sighed inwardly and slowly shook his head, "Qianjun... is likely going to lose."

On the arena, Lei Qianjun felt the increasingly terrifying aura of nirvana on Yao Delong's fist,

as well as the rapidly vanishing Qi in his body and the severe pain and numbness coming from his right arm,

and his heart was also stirred with turbulent waves!

He originally thought that with the Thunder Strike Tyrant Body, he would be enough to compete with Yao Delong,

but he didn't expect the other party's Qi to be so unfathomable, as if it were endless!

The power of this Ninth Form, "Nirvana," made him feel a fatal threat!

'No! If this continues, even if I can take this punch, I will definitely be severely injured!

Tomorrow's Floating Island melee is the final battle; fighting to mutual destruction now will only benefit others!'

Lei Qianjun's thoughts turned like lightning, and he made a decision instantly.

Although he was warlike, he was not a reckless brute!

Just as Yao Delong's fist, containing the might of nirvana, was about to be unleashed,

Lei Qianjun violently dispersed the Thunder Strike Tyrant Body, and the violent thunder around his body instantly receded, restoring his original burly figure.

His right arm hung low, and his face was somewhat pale,

but his eyes were still bright. He shouted toward the high platform: "Grand Elder! I concede this battle!"

His voice was loud and clear, spreading throughout the entire venue!

Yao Delong, who was just about to launch his final strike,

felt the terrifying aura on his fist suddenly stall and slowly dissipate.

He looked at Lei Qianjun, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes, which then turned into understanding and a touch of mutual appreciation.

The two's exchange just now, with every move being dangerous, had already touched the threshold of the power of the Early Nascent Soul Stage,

and they had fought heartily and extremely enjoyably.

Lei Qianjun conceding now was not out of cowardice, but a wise move.

"Senior Brother Lei, thank you for the match." Yao Delong cupped his hands, his tone sincere.

"Haha! Junior Brother Yao has good methods! This battle was fought enjoyably!

Tomorrow on the Floating Island, we shall determine the winner again!"

Lei Qianjun laughed heroically; although he conceded, he felt no frustration, but rather his Battle Intent grew even stronger.

On the high platform, Venerable Ziyang nodded slightly, a trace of approval flashing in his eyes, and announced loudly:

"The final round, Yao Delong wins! Thus, today's top five to top three elimination round ends!

Yao Delong, Lei Qianjun, and Liu Ruyan are ranked in the top three!"