71: Chapter 71 This is a five-hundred-year-old platform, you didn't come up to the wrong one, did you?

Black Dragon King stared fixedly at Dracula's departing back, the murderous intent in his eyes palpable.

The pain of having the scars deep within his heart torn open and salted by an outsider had thoroughly enraged this proud Black Dragon King.

"Can you continue?" Ao Cangyue asked via voice transmission, her tone concerned.

Black Dragon King took a deep breath, nodded, and signaled that he was fine.

"Next!" He stood back in his original spot and continued to open the arena for challenges.

Only this time, the aura around his body became even more sinister and violent, like a volcano ready to erupt at any moment.

"I'll give it a try!" A ghost Cultivator in grey robes rolled his eyes and floated onto the arena.

"Ghost Race, Lavis."

A green light swept over. 【Bone Age: 430 years! Cultivation: Half-step Spirit Transformation (Law comprehension 40%)!】

Lavis's internal calculations were clicking away.

Although he didn't have as strong talent as Dracula, he had also mastered that Soul-absorbing technique.

The path of the predecessor who succeeded was right before his eyes; he just needed to follow it again, and he would likely succeed as well.

This was the greedy nature of the Ghost Race.

"Hum—" The same Move, the same illusion fluctuations.

However, a cruel sneer curled at the corner of Black Dragon King's mouth.

"Idiot."

He didn't counterattack immediately, but instead pretended that his eyes were dazed, seemingly falling into the illusion again.

Lavis was overjoyed!

"Sure enough! His mental defenses are already broken! The opportunity is here!"

Just as Lavis thought he was about to succeed and his Divine Soul rushed into Black Dragon King's Sea of Consciousness without reservation.

"Roar!!!" A dragon roar filled with rage suddenly exploded in the Sea of Consciousness!

The "dazed" Black Dragon King's eyes instantly cleared, filled with mockery.

His powerful Dragon Soul, augmented by 70% Law power, was like a pair of red-hot scissors, fiercely severing the Divine Sense tentacles Lavis had invaded with!

"Ahhh!!!" Lavis let out an extremely miserable scream, clutching his head, rolling on the ground in pain.

Divine Soul backlash!

This pain acted directly on the Soul, far exceeding being sliced by a thousand knives a hundred times over!

"You ignorant thing, you dare to spy on this King's memories?!"

Black Dragon King kicked Lavis off the arena like kicking a dead dog.

The ghost Cultivators who were eager to try instantly sobered up, cold sweat streaming down.

They had been blinded by greed, forgetting that the one standing on the stage was the West Sea War God!

Dracula was able to win because he had the right time, place, and people; it was an unrepeatable case.

And now that Black Dragon King was serious, he remained that top-tier combatant who made people despair.

In the following half-hour, several more Yao Race and Dragon Clan Cultivators came up to challenge him, wanting to exhaust Black Dragon King's Qi and use a wheel war strategy to create a slim possibility.

The result was without exception.

Black Dragon King stood in place, not even lifting his heel.

"Who's next!!!" Black Dragon King scanned the entire arena, his expression returning to that arrogant, imperious look.

The whole arena was silent.

Just then.

"Human Race, Su Feng."

The same plain words, the same Shrinking the Ground to an Inch.

That figure in white stood in the center of the arena once again.

But this time, everyone's expression was completely different from the last.

A hot-bodied mermaid covered her mouth and chuckled, kindly reminding him:

"This young human, this is the five-hundred-year-old stage. You're only 20, did you get on the wrong place?"

"That's right!" An old turtle next to her also shook his head:

"It's good for young people to have drive, but you must know your limits. We acknowledge your talent is strong, but this is a contest between Half-step Spirit Transformation experts, a collision of Law power! If you go up... I'm afraid you won't even be able to touch the corner of the Black Dragon King's clothes!"

There was a chorus of discouragement and mockery from off the stage.

On the Yin Yang Sect side, that guardian Elder was stamping his feet in anxiety:

"This Su Feng! He's good at everything, but he's just too impulsive! Too reckless!"

"Saintess! He's young and ignorant. You are his Dao Companion, why didn't you stop him!"

Shen Luoyu: "..."

She was absolutely speechless.

Why should I stop him?

His legs are on him, and besides... does he look like someone who doesn't know life from death?

"No rush, just watch," Shen Luoyu said calmly.

However, Jian Nanxin beside her was frowning, staring fixedly at Su Feng on the stage, as if trying to fathom the deeper meaning of Su Feng's actions.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he clapped his palms together:

"I've realized it!!!"

The Elder was startled and hurriedly asked: "What did you realize?"

Jian Nanxin looked at Su Feng's back, his tone excited and worshipful:

"Brother Su's actions must be the same as mine! He wants to personally experience the gap between himself and a top-tier Half-step Spirit Transformation expert!"

"Even though he knows it's impossible, he still wants to fight! This is to temper an invincible heart!"

"After all, Brother Su once said... Where the heart points, one should forge ahead!"

Shen Luoyu: "..."

She rubbed her forehead speechlessly, feeling her brain starting to ache.

She felt that for this Ten Thousand Dragons Grand Gathering, she had brought a group of abnormal people.

She originally thought the two Elders were quite normal, why did they become so cowardly after one Ten Thousand Dragons Grand Gathering? And this Jian Nanxin had become Su Feng's brainless fan?

"Jian Nanxin." Shen Luoyu took a deep breath and couldn't help but speak: "When did Su Feng say that? Why don't I remember?"

According to her memory, whenever Jian Nanxin and Su Feng were present, she was also there.

But she searched her memory and hadn't heard Su Feng say such a chuunibyou line!

Jian Nanxin turned his head, looked at Shen Luoyu, and revealed a mysterious smile that said "You don't understand":

"Brother Su's Sword Intent told me!"

"..."

Shen Luoyu's cherry lips under her veil parted slightly, wanting to say something, but feeling like her throat was stuck.

At this moment, only one sentence was scrolling crazily in her heart:

"Are they all fucking crazy!!!"

In the center of the arena.

Black Dragon King looked at Su Feng standing in front of him with a calm face, and couldn't help but laugh in anger.

It was the absurd feeling of a high-and-mighty dragon watching an ant trying to challenge him without knowing its place.

"Kid."

Black Dragon King shook his head, his tone full of undisguised contempt:

"You don't think... that just by relying on that brute force to beat that Little Girl Ting Xin, you are qualified to stand before this King, do you?"

"You are just a Junior who has just entered the Late Nascent Soul Stage. Even if you use that secret technique that burns essence blood, at most you are only at the Nascent Soul Great Perfection."

He pointed to the terrifying fluctuations around him that were flickering and distorting the Void Realm, as if teaching a Junior:

"And this King is already Half-step Spirit Transformation, having comprehended 70% of the Law!"

"You probably... don't even know how to write the word 'Law', do you?"

After speaking, a trace of self-mockery flashed across Black Dragon King's face, as if he felt that explaining so much to a twenty-year-old human ant lowered his own status.

He waved his hand indifferently, turned his back again, and didn't even bother to give Su Feng a proper look:

"Forget it, why am I wasting my breath on you."

"Hurry up and make a Move! Use your full strength! Don't waste this King's time!"

Facing this blatant disregard, Su Feng smiled calmly.

"I am a person who holds grudges. Whoever offends me, I must pay them back!"

"Now, it's your turn!"