623: Reward in hand

Of course, doing this was very risky; once struck by the opponent, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At this moment, the Yao Race members on the various stands around War God Valley all had their eyes wide open, staring intently at the War God Valley arena.

This was a suffocating battle; with the slightest mistake, Yang Lingchen would be blasted to pieces. Therefore, the hearts of all the spectating Yao Race members were in their throats.

At this time, Yang Lingchen was like walking a tightrope on a cliff. Using his agile body, he constantly harassed Long Aotian while secretly looking for an opportunity.

Having reached this stage of the competition, he naturally wouldn't give up easily. If he didn't win the championship, he would likely be crippled by Long Qinxue.

Of course, even without Long Qinxue's threat, Yang Lingchen would do everything possible to win the championship because the allure of the holy dragon milk was irresistible to him. Once he obtained the holy dragon milk, he could raise his cultivation by another Rank.

The battle continued, and fine beads of sweat gradually broke out on Yang Lingchen's forehead. If not for his movement technique being far superior to ordinary people, he would have likely been slapped to death by Long Aotian long ago.

Meanwhile, Long Aotian was on the verge of a breakdown. Although he possessed power that could crush Yang Lingchen in his Incarnation form, the feeling of throwing heavy punches into cotton made him increasingly irritable.

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye. As the two continued to maneuver around each other, Yang Lingchen gradually found his opponent's weakness.

Suddenly, he seized an opportunity, got behind Long Aotian, and thrust his cudgel toward a certain spot on the other's body.

"Awoo... Awoo!"

Long Aotian let out a shrill howl, his massive Dragon body constantly rolling in the air, his two huge Dragon eyes becoming bloodshot.

"Stinky brat, I'm going to kill you!"

Long Aotian roared, completely losing his composure. He swung his Dragon claws, constantly striking at Yang Lingchen, while his massive Dragon tail swept around frantically.

Seeing Long Aotian completely lose his cool, a faint smile played on the corner of Yang Lingchen's mouth. At the same time, he pushed his movement technique to the limit, knowing that as long as he held on, the final victory would surely be his.

Under Long Aotian's violent output, Yang Lingchen also suffered heavy injuries in several places.

Of course, Long Aotian wasn't doing any better; his body was also heavily injured, and even his dragon balls were nearly blasted by Yang Lingchen.

"This Yang Lingchen is too despicable."

"Yeah! This kid is too bold."

For a moment, all the spectating Yao Race members showed expressions of shock in their eyes.

"Despicable human, die!"

Monstrous killing intent rose in Long Aotian's eyes. With a pounce, his massive Dragon claw struck directly at Yang Lingchen.

Seeing this, a flash of ruthlessness appeared in Yang Lingchen's eyes. This time, he didn't choose to evade but directly unleashed a Soul Devouring Slash. Invisible Soul power instantly blasted into Long Aotian's Sea of Consciousness.

While Long Aotian was dazed, Yang Lingchen's figure moved like a ghost, instantly striking his Dragon head with a blow from the cudgel.

*Bang!*

"Awoo... Awoo...!" Long Aotian screamed in agony, and a huge Dragon tooth flew out of his mouth.

"That's for acting tough."

"That's for being high-profile!"

"In my eyes, you're nothing."

Yang Lingchen pursued his advantage, rushing forward with the haotian cudgel and delivering another round of wild strikes, making Long Aotian scream repeatedly.

Fortunately, Yang Lingchen controlled his strength, otherwise Long Aotian would have been smashed into meat paste long ago.

But even so, Long Aotian was still in a wretched state, his entire body beaten into a bloody mess.

"I admit defeat," Long Aotian struggled to say those three words.

"What? Louder, I didn't hear you clearly." Yang Lingchen slapped the Dragon head.

In his view, since he had already offended him to death, there was no harm in offending him even more.

"You!" Long Aotian's eyes filled with monstrous killing intent.

*Slap!* Yang Lingchen delivered another slap and said coldly, "What about 'you'? If you keep whining, I'll kill you."

Under Yang Lingchen's barrage of strikes, Long Aotian finally lowered his proud head and shouted, "I admit defeat."

"That's more like it." Yang Lingchen sneered and kicked Long Aotian off the War God Valley arena.

At this moment, the scene was dead silent.

No one expected that Yang Lingchen could actually defeat Long Aotian, and even beat him so miserably.

The faces of the Dragon Clan higher-ups watching from the surroundings all turned extremely gloomy.

For countless years, no one had ever dared to humiliate a member of the Dragon Clan like this.

However, despite their displeasure, the Dragon Clan still had some class; they didn't make things difficult for Yang Lingchen, as it was, after all, a fair and just fight.

After checking Long Aotian's injuries, the Dragon Clan higher-ups breathed a sigh of relief because Long Aotian hadn't sustained any irreversible damage; he only needed to rest for ten days to half a month to recover.

Having dealt with Long Aotian, Yang Lingchen directly ascended to the champion's throne.

After that, no one dared to challenge Yang Lingchen. After all, even the arrogant Long Aotian had lost; the other Dragon Clan Geniuses weren't fools and wouldn't offer their faces to be slapped.

"Congratulations to Yang Lingchen of Myriad Demon City for winning the championship of this Dragon God Star Domain Grand Competition."

At this time, King Qingtian of the Dragon Clan, Long Yanbin, stepped forward and announced the rankings for the top ten of this competition.

"Sister, Yang Lingchen won the championship," Wan Xixi said with an excited face.

"Yes! This kid is truly surprising," Wan Qianqian said with a gratified smile on her face.

"Sister, do you think he'll be in danger?" Wan Xixi asked worriedly.

"He won't be in danger in Sacred Dragon City, but once he leaves Sacred Dragon City, it's hard to say," Wan Qianqian said with a solemn expression.

For a peerless Genius like Yang Lingchen, the various Yao Race forces couldn't just stand by and watch him grow.

"Then what should we do?" Wan Xixi asked worriedly.

"When the competition is over, take him to a place to hide. Don't return to Myriad Demon City for the time being," Wan Qianqian said, her brows slightly furrowed.

"Alright!" Wan Xixi pouted and said.

At this time, Yang Lingchen also successfully obtained the holy dragon milk and a Heavenly Dao Space Martial Skill.

When bringing out the holy dragon milk and that Heavenly Dao Realm Space Martial Skill, Long Yanbin's face was extremely gloomy. These two treasures were quite precious to the Dragon Clan. The reason the Dragon Clan was willing to offer them as rewards was mainly because they hadn't expected a Dragon Clan Genius to lose to Yang Lingchen.

One must know that for countless years, those who could enter the top ten of the Dragon God Star Domain Grand Competition were basically Dragon Clan Geniuses. Other races rarely had the chance to enter the top ten, let alone win the championship.

But this time, Yang Lingchen not only entered the top ten but also won the championship, which was unexpected for the entire Dragon Clan.

Even before the competition, everyone predicted that Long Aotian would win the championship without any suspense.

At this moment, the scene boiled over as all the spectating Yao Race members shouted Yang Lingchen's name.

These Yao Race members had excitement on their faces because Yang Lingchen's victory broke a history of hundreds of millions of years in the Dragon God Star Domain.

Ever since the Yao Star Domain was renamed the Dragon God Star Domain, the championship of the Dragon God Star Domain Grand Competition had been firmly held by the Dragon Clan, never once shaken.

In a sense, the various Yao Races and the Dragon Clan were on opposite sides. After all, for countless years, the Dragon Clan had always been a head above them, and this resentment had built up over a long time.

Yang Lingchen's championship win this time represented Myriad Demon City, and Myriad Demon City belonged to the Yao Race. Therefore, most of the Yao Race members present were happy for Yang Lingchen.

After receiving the championship rewards, Yang Lingchen followed Wan Qianqian back to the Divine Dragon Restaurant.

"Yang Lingchen, since you won the championship, shouldn't we have a good celebration?" Wan Xixi chirped.

"Sure! What do you want to eat? I'll cook for you myself," Yang Lingchen said with a smile.

"Let's talk about the celebration later! You're tired and have suffered many injuries. Rest well for a few days first!"

Wan Qianqian was older, after all, and knew better how to care for others. She could see that Yang Lingchen was very exhausted and that his body had sustained many injuries.

"Then I'll heal first. Once my injuries are a bit better, we'll celebrate," Yang Lingchen smiled faintly.

Then, the three of them each returned to their rooms.