Chapter 353: Chapter 349: Dragon Transformation Hand (4)

Controlling a full nine Flying Knives, his slender figure stood there, looking as composed and casual as ever, completely unaffected.

’I’ll use you to practice my proficiency with these Flying Knives.’

Although Tu Xiao’an had no trouble controlling the Flying Knives with his Consciousness Power, he still had to figure out how to best use them to inflict maximum damage.

He needed some serious practice.

Clearly, this Bai Junran was a decent sparring partner.

He was the strongest human Martial Cultivator Tu Xiao’an had ever encountered.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

Tu Xiao’an’s eyes narrowed. The nine Flying Knives hovering around him vanished simultaneously, leaving only the sound of them slicing through the air.

"Hmph, still trying that?" Bai Junran’s fists erupted with a golden light. He unleashed a flurry of punches, their afterimages filling the sky. CRACK! CRACK! They struck the air, rumbling like thunder.

One by one, the Flying Knives shot toward him, only to be deflected by his fists.

The nine Flying Knives were like maggots on a bone, relentlessly tangling with him, continuously attacking Bai Junran from bizarre trajectories.

At times they shot in from all directions at once. At others, they swarmed him from above, below, left, and right. They moved like lightning, one attack flowing seamlessly into the next. The assault was relentless and terrifying to behold.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

A series of metallic clashes rang out continuously. Bai Junran’s movements grew even faster, his afterimages multiplying until it seemed like there were countless copies of him, each one neutralizing the Flying Knives’ impenetrable assault.

The crowd below the stage was stunned. They couldn’t see the Flying Knives with their naked eyes. All they saw was Bai Junran throwing a punch, and a Flying Knife would suddenly appear, only to vanish again an instant later.

’What a terrifying ability! It’s monstrous!’

An ultimate technique like these Flying Knives was enough to make one’s skin crawl.

Only a supremely talented, god-level student like Bai Junran could have remained completely unscathed up to this point.

"Is this ever going to end?!"

Bai Junran was furious, a stifling frustration building within him. These Flying Knives forced him onto the defensive, unable to attack, while that slender figure in the distance just stood there quietly watching him unleash a storm of punches, like a spectator enjoying the show.

’Damn it, I’ll grind your bones to dust!’

In his entire life, Bai Junran had never felt so stifled. These Flying Knives were driving him mad. Though they couldn’t hurt him, they severely restricted his movements.

With his senses on high alert, Bai Junran suddenly shot out a punch to block a Flying Knife. Before it could disappear, he lunged and grabbed it.

’I caught it!’

Bai Junran’s dark, profound eyes lit up.

The Flying Knife in his hand was as thin as a cicada’s wing. It was small, exquisite, and beautiful, yet sharp enough to sever a falling hair and deadly enough to kill with a single scratch.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

At that moment, the other eight Flying Knives stopped their attack and returned in unison to circle around Tu Xiao’an.

"Giving up? In that case, I’ll be taking this Flying Knife. Consider it interest for stealing my Snake King Stone."

’If I can catch one, I can catch two. The kid must be scared. He pulled back so decisively because he doesn’t want to lose any more Flying Knives to me.’

"You can’t take what’s mine," Tu Xiao’an said from a short distance away. The corner of his mouth curved up, his eyes narrowed, and his Consciousness Power rippled outwards.

Huh?

The Flying Knife in Bai Junran’s hand began to struggle violently. A sharp pain shot through his palm as the knife broke free and flew back to Tu Xiao’an’s side.

Blood...

A deep gash marked Bai Junran’s palm, left behind when the Flying Knife had torn itself free.

He flew into a rage. A powerful Energy erupted from him, glowing like a golden rainbow.

"Didn’t you want to test my Thunder? I’ll grant your wish now."

Not waiting for Bai Junran to counterattack, Tu Xiao’an was wreathed in flowing arcs of electricity, like writhing silver snakes. He was determined to keep pressing his advantage.

"Thunder God’s Fury!"

RUMBLE...

The sky above the Martial Arts Arena boomed as if with the sound of war drums. A fierce wind suddenly whipped up, lightning crackled, and dark clouds rolled in like the tide.

Then, a colossal bolt of Thunder began to form within the roiling cloud waves. It was a terrifying phenomenon, radiating a blinding light.

"The strongest newcomer is about to unleash his Thunder again! Everyone, get back! Let’s see if the great Bai Junran can withstand it!"

"Heavens, that Thunder is terrifying! It feels like the sky is about to collapse!"

The crowd below the stage fell into chaos. A suffocating pressure washed over them, and they retreated again, trying to get as far away as possible to avoid becoming collateral damage.

"Bring it on! Let me have a nice, refreshing bath!"

Bai Junran was incredibly arrogant and defiant; he had no intention of dodging. That waste Ling Yanhang couldn’t withstand the Thunder because he was useless.

He was on the verge of attaining the Dao and would soon have to face the Celestial Thunder and Celestial Fire of a Tribulation. Why would he fear his opponent’s mere mortal Thunder?

’I’ll just consider this a warm-up for my Tribulation.’

’If I can’t even handle his Thunder, how will I ever survive my Tribulation?’

The wind howled, whipping Bai Junran’s hair about. The golden light surrounding him flared violently, enveloping his body like leaping flames.

In an instant, his shirt disintegrated. The shredded remnants drifted down like motes of dust, revealing his bronzed skin. His body, however, remained rooted to the spot like an iron pillar.

At that moment, his figure gave off a lofty and unapproachable aura. The power of Gods and Demons seemed to surge around him, and he radiated the intimidating presence of an emperor Ruling the World.

Bai Junran’s combat power soared, and the sheer force of his presence caused the very space around him to fracture and shatter.

What was that vast, dazzling light in the sky? It was a colossal bolt of Thunder, thicker than a stout man’s waist, and it came crashing down toward Bai Junran’s head with a deafening roar.

As the colossal Thunder descended, a massive torrent of Energy erupted from Bai Junran’s body like a flash flood.

My god...

The phenomenon was terrifying and unbearably bright; everyone felt as if they were going blind.

Only a few people managed to remain composed, but even their faces were grim.

"Then try my Dragon Transformation Hand!"

With an arrogant expression, Bai Junran reached a hand toward the sky above him. It transformed into a gigantic golden palm, resembling a terrifying Dragon’s claw.

The golden Dragon claw caught the colossal bolt of Thunder as it descended, holding it in its palm and preventing it from falling. The sight was enough to make one gasp in awe.

From a distance, it looked as if the golden Dragon claw had caught the colossal bolt of Thunder bare-handed.

Shielding their eyes from the blinding light, many people stared in horror and awe at Bai Junran’s magnificent figure. He seemed completely untouchable.

’He’s just too strong!’

"Your Thunder lacks power. It’s a far cry from the Celestial Thunder I’m about to face."

The giant golden Dragon claw gripped the colossal Thunder as Bai Junran’s domineering voice boomed out. A chilling, soul-stirring light glinted in his eyes.

"We’re not even at the main event yet. Don’t be so hasty."

Tu Xiao’an was quite surprised to see this technique. ’Dragon Transformation Hand?’

’That must be an incredibly powerful Cultivation Technique.’

’To reach out with one hand, have it grow to an immense size, and form a Dragon’s claw... truly terrifying.’

"Thunder God’s Fury, Five-Fold!"

’Let’s see how you compare to the Bull Demon King. Let’s see if your Dragon’s claw can still hold my Thunder.’

RUMBLE...

The colossal Thunder in Bai Junran’s Dragon claw suddenly swelled in power. The entire Martial Arts Arena was filled with flashing lightning and roaring thunder. Space itself trembled, and fierce gales were whipped into a frenzy.

In that instant, Bai Junran’s brow furrowed. The ground beneath him suddenly collapsed, and his entire foot sank into the stone.

The power in his giant Dragon claw showed signs of dissipating. If it collapsed, he would be completely engulfed by the colossal Thunder.

"Dragon Transformation Hand, solidify!"

The powerful Energy within Bai Junran’s body caused the golden light around him to burn even more intensely, and the Dragon claw was instantly reinforced.

He caught it! He caught it again! The surging, colossal Thunder still hadn’t broken through.

The golden Dragon claw grasped the crackling, colossal Thunder as if divinely aided. Bai Junran’s power was so immense that it left many people breathless.

Just watching the spectacle made the hearts of the onlookers pound in terror.