64: Chapter 64 The Grand Gathering of Ten Thousand Dragons! Ao Tingxin's Absolute Confidence!

Early the next morning, in the Dragon Palace guest hall.

Su Feng had just opened his sleepy eyes and hadn't even had a chance to stretch when a heavy, embroidered Storage Pouch was slapped onto his chest with a "Snap" sound.

"You performed well last night."

Shen Luoyu stood by the bed, already fully dressed, having recovered the appearance of the aloof Saintess of the Yin Yang Sect.

Her expression was cold and detached, as if the little woman who had been tenderly begging for mercy in Su Feng's arms last night was not her at all.

Su Feng skillfully put away the Storage Pouch, weighed it, and a professional, bright smile appeared on his face.

"Many thanks to the Saintess for your patronage, looking forward to your next visit!"

"Hmph."

Shen Luoyu glanced at him, a barely perceptible arc forming at the corner of her mouth, and turned to walk out: "Get ready, the Ten Thousand Dragons Grand Gathering is about to begin."

Su Feng watched her back and stretched. This "soft rice" really tasted... delicious!

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Dragon Palace martial arts arena.

Today's scene was even grander than yesterday's.

The originally noisy venue instantly fell silent with the appearance of a single figure.

"Roar—!!"

Nine pure-blooded Flood Dragons pulled a crystal dragon carriage, slowly emerging from the depths of the Dragon Palace.

On the dragon carriage, Ao Cangyue was dressed in a purple-gold dragon robe, wearing an imperial crown, sitting upright on the main seat.

Although her face was stunningly beautiful, the pressure accumulated over the past thousand years was like a raging deep-sea storm, making everyone present feel breathless.

Especially the North Mountain Yao Race and the Eastern Tomb Ghost Cultivators.

Those Great Yao, who had originally been baring their fangs and acting unruly, were now as well-behaved as cats, not even daring to breathe loudly.

"So this is the West Sea Dragon King..."

Tu Shan Ya narrowed her long, slender eyes, her nine tails instinctively tightening behind her: "Peak Half-step Spirit Transformation, I estimate... just one step away. This old woman's strength is even more terrifying than I imagined."

The Dragon Mother scanned the audience, her voice majestic: "The Ten Thousand Dragons Grand Gathering is intended for exchange and sparring. Since everyone has arrived, let us begin."

"The first round!"

The Dragon Mother waved her jade hand, pointing to the arena below: "Those with a bone age of under one hundred years may take the stage! The target of the challenge—my daughter, Ao Tingxin!"

"Whoever wins may enter my Dragon Palace treasury and choose any one secret treasure!"

"Boom!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire audience was shocked.

"What? Challenge the little princess?"

"And it's a gauntlet match? Have the Dragon Clan gone mad?"

"Just winning gets you a secret treasure? This is too confident!"

The crowd murmured, looking at Ao Tingxin standing in the center of the arena.

She was only one person, while the area below had gathered the top young Prodigies from all three regions!

However, looking at the Dragon Clan side, all the shrimp soldiers and Crab Generals, and even the dragon princes and grandchildren, were calm, even wearing expressions of spectators.

Clearly, they had absolute confidence in this Ao Tingxin.

"Since no one dares to go up, then I will be impolite!"

From the North Mountain Yao Race side, two sturdy men who looked almost identical suddenly jumped out.

"I was here first!"

"Bullshit! It was clearly me who stepped forward first!"

The two argued while pushing each other, almost starting a fight before even getting on stage.

"The North Mountain Tiger Clan?"

Someone recognized their identity.

The North Mountain Yao Race were combative and had special Bloodlines; they could only fully take human form after Cultivating to the Nascent Soul Stage.

These two simple-looking guys were actually Nascent Soul Great Yao!

"Alright, stop arguing."

The Turtle Prime Minister, who was in charge of refereeing, said slowly: "First, measure your bone age!"

A beam of green light swept over them.

"Hu Tou! Bone age 70 years! Cultivation... Nascent Soul Middle Stage!"

"Hu Nao! Bone age 80 years! Cultivation... Late Nascent Soul Stage!"

Once the data was revealed, the whole audience gasped.

A Late Nascent Soul Stage under one hundred years old?

This talent would likely crush 99.99% of Cultivators in the Southern Region!

The heritage of the North Mountain Yao Race was truly terrifying!

"Hehe, little princess, you choose, who do you want to go up?"

Hu Tou looked at Ao Tingxin with a sinister grin.

Ao Tingxin's expression was indifferent; she didn't even raise the Water-Parting Stinger in her hand.

She just glanced at them faintly, her red lips parting slightly: "No need to choose."

"You two... come at me together."

"What?!"

The Hu Tou and Hu Nao brothers were stunned, then flew into a rage: "Who are you looking down on?!"

"Roar—!!"

The two stopped talking nonsense and simultaneously let out a heaven-shaking roar.

Their muscles expanded wildly, and their clothes burst!

In the blink of an eye, two hanging-eyed, white-forehead fierce tigers, over a hundred feet long and radiating black-gold Evil Qi, appeared on the arena!

They had revealed their true forms!

That terrifying Demonic Qi belonging to Nascent Soul Great Yao swept across the arena like a storm, forcing the audience in the front rows to activate their protective shields to resist.

"Little princess! You brought this upon yourself!"

The two giant tigers, one left and one right, carried the violent power to tear everything apart, fiercely pouncing toward that blue figure who appeared incredibly small in comparison!

However, facing this attack that felt like Mount Tai crushing down, Ao Tingxin just stood there quietly, extending her hands to block as the attack was about to arrive.

"Thump! Thump!!"

Two dull thuds exploded from the arena.

That petite figure had actually blocked the attack of the Hu Tou and Hu Nao true forms with just her two small hands.

"Such great strength!"

Hu Nao said in a muffled voice, then began to use his innate Divine Ability.

"Beast Blood Boiling!!"

Following Hu Nao's angry roar, the bodies of the two tiger demons expanded another circle on top of their already massive size!

The black-gold stripes on their bodies seemed to come alive, turning into streaks of crimson Bloodlines, while the blood vessels under their skin bulged like coiling dragons; one could even clearly hear the heartbeat that sounded like a war drum!

A terrifying high temperature erupted from their bodies, scorching the surrounding air until it twisted and deformed.

"Kill!!"

The two Nascent Soul Great Yao, now in a berserk state, had their strength and speed increased by several times over!

They opened their blood-red maws, condensing dark Demonic Qi light orbs capable of shattering mountains, while four sharp claws, carrying the edge to tear space itself, poured down toward Ao Tingxin like a violent storm!

At this moment, even the water-repelling Restriction around the arena was vibrating with a humming sound.

"This is too strong!"

Jian Nanxin gripped the sword in his hand, his expression grave.

Facing the two tiger demons in this state, if it were him, he would definitely choose to temporarily avoid their edge and look for openings.

However, Ao Tingxin, who was at the center of the storm, had only faint disappointment in her eyes.

"Too slow, too weak, too boring."

Facing the sky-filling lethal moves, she couldn't even be bothered to move her feet.

A faint blue-gold halo emerged around her body; this was the protective Dragon Qi that came with the [Canghai Dragon Body].

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Countless attacks capable of splitting mountains and cracking stones landed on her, but only produced dull thudding sounds, failing to even break the thin layer of halo on her body!

"Is that all you've got?"

Ao Tingxin shook her head, seemingly having lost her last bit of patience.

"Roar!!"

The two tiger demons, seeing that their attacks were ineffective, went completely mad, preparing to burn their beast blood for one last desperate struggle.

"Get down."

Ao Tingxin let out a soft shout, her originally fair and slender right leg suddenly lifted, instantly turning into a blue afterimage.

Simple, direct, yet fast to the extreme!

"Bang!!"

The first kick landed squarely on Hu Tou's chin.

The massive tiger didn't even have time to scream, its entire body shooting into the sky like a cannonball.

Immediately after, Ao Tingxin twisted her waist, delivering a beautiful roundhouse kick that slammed fiercely into Hu Nao's waist and abdomen.

"Boom!"

Hu Nao's "Beast Blood Boiling" defense, which he was so proud of, was as fragile as a balloon in front of this kick.

He let out a shrill wail, his massive body flying thousands of meters sideways, crashing heavily into the Restriction at the edge of the arena, unable to get up again.

Two kicks, one-hit kill!

From start to finish, Ao Tingxin hadn't even used the Water-Parting Stinger in her hand, and hadn't even moved her feet a single bit!

The whole audience was dead silent.

On the North Mountain Yao Race side, a group of Great Yao looked at each other, cold sweat streaming down.

Is this the Physical Body of the Dragon Clan? It's simply cheating!

Ao Tingxin patted the non-existent dust off her skirt, scanned the audience, her voice cold and arrogant: "Next!"