Getting Stronger By Fighting-Chapter 537 - 535: Battle at the Royal Level

Wang Zhan looked at Elder Qin from the Qin Family and said sternly, "I'll get it back for you, principal and interest!"

As soon as he spoke, Wang Zhan's words seemed to seal the Flaming Lion's fate.

Having broken through to the Grandmaster Realm of martial arts, Wang Zhan's power became even more formidable.

Every punch he threw in the air created sonic booms.

It was only now that the Flaming Lion felt a hint of danger from Wang Zhan.

As a King-level demonic beast, the Flaming Lion took the lead to attack in response to Wang Zhan's provocation.

"Lion King's Fury!"

The Flaming Lion roared, and a phantom of a flaming lion formed in the sky behind him.

The entire sky turned an intense crimson, giving a suffocating feeling.

"This intimidation is so strong!"

"Can Senior Brother Wang Zhan withstand it?"

"Is this the true power of the Flaming Lion?"

Below, the students of the Martial Arts Academy felt the intimidation from the lion head phantom in the sky and began to worry for Wang Zhan.

Faced with the gigantic phantom behind the Flaming Lion, the three Martial Saint experts also looked solemn!

Wang Zhan's gaze was icy as he stared at the massive lion head phantom.

He punched thrice consecutively towards the approaching lion head phantom.

When the fists and the lion head phantom collided, a bright beam of light was emitted, followed by a deafening explosion.

Under Wang Zhan's gaze, it was two minutes later before the residual waves from the collision of the two attacks dissipated completely.

"Senior Brother Wang Zhan is so powerful!"

"I worship my idol!"

"Haha, I knew this Flaming Lion couldn't handle it!"

Hearing the cheers from the students below, the Flaming Lion let out an angry roar to vent his discontent.

"Is that all? You're not up to it!"

Wang Zhan's mocking voice made the Flaming Lion even angrier.

"Brat, today I'll tear you into pieces and scatter your bones to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

With these words, the Flaming Lion seemed to ignite all over, and the previously declining aura was climbing steadily.

It was as if an ancient Giant Beast had awakened from its slumber, and the students below were summoned back into the city walls by the four academy deans.

Elder Qin, too late to praise Wang Zhan, watching the changes in the Flaming Lion, shouted loudly, "He's consuming the power of internal energy, forcibly reverting to the royal-level beast category. Stop him quickly, or we'll all die here."

Zhang Sheng and the powerful senator from the Federation looked solemn, and following Elder Qin's words, they launched attacks on the Flaming Lion.

Seeing the three Martial Saint experts fighting desperately to hinder the Flaming Lion's breakthrough, Wang Zhan realized the seriousness of the issue and didn't dare to idle.

"Fatal---One Slash!"

Wang Zhan stepped forward and slashed at the Flaming Lion.

After breaking through to the martial arts Grandmaster, using Fatal One Slash again produced tremendous changes.

In the sky, a big saber exuding sharp saber energy slashed through the sky, aiming at the Flaming Lion.

This slash drew out a significant portion of his essence energy, and Wang Zhan took out a bottle of Mixed Essence Pills and poured them into his mouth.

Elder Qin and the other three, who were besieging the Flaming Lion, felt the saber energy from behind and quickly dispersed.

The Fatal One Slash fiercely struck the Flaming Lion, taking away a massive chunk of flesh.

The Flaming Lion let out a painful roar.

"Ah! Damn it, if it weren't for this crucial moment of breakthrough, how could a creature like you harm me."

At this moment, the Flaming Lion, having heavily returned to the royal-level beast ranks, was still hurt by Wang Zhan's slash.

Wang Zhan wasn't quite satisfied with this slash, unbeknownst to him, the shock in the hearts of the three Martial Saint experts couldn't be described.

"Fight!"

With a furious shout, Wang Zhan felt the elixir power rapidly take effect within him and charged at the Flaming Lion.

Unwilling to fall behind, Elder Qin and the other three followed Wang Zhan's lead.

The Flaming Lion, once again risking a realm drop, forced a breakthrough just to annihilate everyone.

This battle left no retreat; today, life or death must be determined.

Elder Qin and the other three made desperate moves against the Flaming Lion, ignoring their own severe injuries.

Wang Zhan also refused to lag.

He launched punches aiming at the key areas, with fists wrapped in his essence energy striking the Flaming Lion and leaving only shallow marks, causing no significant damage.

The Flaming Lion, having returned to the royal-level beast ranks, felt the abundant energy within and looked at Wang Zhan playfully.

"What? Your power is just like a tickle."

Wang Zhan, provoked by the Flaming Lion, instantly became furious and shouted, "You scumbag, if you've got the guts, crush me to death with a single slap. If not, Boss Wang looks down on you."

Elder Qin really wanted to slap Wang Zhan to death; daring to go for broke at this moment, he truly was tired of living.

"Lion King's Fury!"

Facing Wang Zhan's provocation, the Flaming Lion responded directly with action; this time, the lion head in the sky was no longer a phantom but had become somewhat solid.

The lion head opened its massive mouth and looked at Wang Zhan.

Gazing at the lion head, Wang Zhan only felt a chill in his heart, a transformation that was earth-shattering compared to before, yet he still appeared calm.

"Boss Wang isn't scared; if you've got the skill, kill me!"

The Flaming Lion barked coldly, "Go!"

It was seen that the fire-spewing lion head shot towards Wang Zhan.

Wang Zhan was startled, yet he mustered all his strength.

"Stinky brat, the Old Man is here to help you!"

Upon speaking, Elder Qin gave Zhang Sheng and the Federation senator a glance.

The three Martial Emperor experts exerted their full power, not shrinking back even in the face of the Flaming Lion's deadly strike.

"Fatal---One Slash!"

Wang Zhan felt as if his fists were hitting cotton, vanishing without a trace, and quickly followed up with a slash.

The attacks Wang Zhan unleashed with all his might, along with those from the three Martial Emperors, collided with the crimson lion head, rapidly dissipating at a visibly quick pace.

After scattering Wang Zhan and the others' attacks, the lion head became somewhat illusory, yet still swiftly shot towards Wang Zhan.

Wang Zhan and the others widened their pupils, feeling somewhat helpless as the massive lion head reached them, yet still launching a counterattack.

The group quickly activated the Sky Profound Battle Armor to its fullest, leaving everything to fate.

The lion head clashed fiercely with the group wearing the Sky Profound Battle Armor.

Wang Zhan and Elder Qin, along with the others, were smashed hard by this impact.

"Is today the day I die here?"

Elder Qin watched the nearing lion head, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Then the four were blasted away, landing onto a clearing and creating a deep pit.

The entire crowd was silent!

One by one, they were awestruck by the Flaming Lion, astounded by the royal-level beast's strength.

"How are Brother Wang Zhan and the mentors?"

"With such a powerful attack, if they can withstand it, their bodies must be made of iron."

Many speculated whether Wang Zhan was still alive, believing that such a fierce blow could leave anyone crippled if not dead.

Clearly, regarding Wang Zhan's survival, the crowd had considerable doubts.

Many students, however, waited to see if Wang Zhan would crawl out of the deep pit alive again, wondering how it would end!

Once the dust around the deep pit dispersed, the scene within became apparent at last.

"Cough, cough!"

At the bottom of the pit lay several people side by side, each one letting out weak groans.

These people were Wang Zhan, Elder Qin, Zhang Sheng, and a senator, four who had exerted themselves fully to resist the Lion King's Fury, yet in vain, oppressed without even a chance to counterattack.

The Flaming Lion hovered over the deep pit where Wang Zhan was, gazing down at the weak figures below, its eyes full of mockery.

"Kid, how about it now, are you feeling desperate?"

After speaking, the Flaming Lion laughed wildly at the sky.

Wang Zhan, presently in the deep pit, felt his entire body was falling apart, yet a belief in his heart kept him going.

"Don't be arrogant, it was just Boss Wang losing focus for a moment, and I'm still sitting here alright."

After saying this, Wang Zhan coughed forcefully a couple of times, blood trickling at the corner of his mouth.

Even at this point, Wang Zhan refused to bow before the Flaming Lion, choosing to die on the battlefield if needed.

The Flaming Lion looked down at Wang Zhan and the others, its gaze replete with mockery.

"Brat, even when you're about to die your mouth reeks, I'll grant your wish!"

The Flaming Lion could no longer hold back facing Wang Zhan's display, intending to leap into the pit with its enormous lion body.

It opened its bloody mouth wide, wanting to tear Wang Zhan apart to ease its heart's lone hate.

The students from the academy wishing to save Wang Zhan felt the Flaming Lion's presence.

Yet, faced with the Flaming Lion's cold gaze, their footsteps abruptly halted; even the Federation's Martial Emperor experts dared not advance.

Several Old Men from the Federation's four major academies swiftly darted towards the Flaming Lion to attack.

But the Flaming Lion casually sent them flying with an attack, severely injuring them on the ground.

"Human Race, dare to step forward and I shall slaughter the city today!"

With these words from the Flaming Lion, a cold aura pervaded the air; everyone understood that the Lion wasn't joking, and no one dared to challenge its dignity.

With no one stepping forward to stop it, the Flaming Lion poised to bite Wang Zhan.

Everyone's nerves were tense, some even covering their eyes, refusing to look at Wang Zhan.

Wang Zhan, feeling the Flaming Lion's fiery gaze, found himself unable to move even an inch.

"Am I really going to die? Mother, sister, I'm sorry!"

Wang Zhan murmured, shutting his eyes tight, as if accepting his approaching death.

"Fear is no problem, but once you lose the confidence to survive even for yourself, why cling to life in this world?"

A man's voice rang loudly and robustly from the sky, each word piercing the heart.

The Flaming Lion felt fear from the voice behind it but proceeded to bite at Wang Zhan to vent its anger.

As its bloody mouth was about to latch onto Wang Zhan, a giant hand appeared out of nowhere, slapping at the Flaming Lion fiercely.

The gigantic lion body of the Flaming Lion was slapped and sent flying, crashing to the ground and rolling several times.

Then, in the sky appeared an elderly man, hovering above Wang Zhan, it was him who uttered those words.

"Ah! Dare to ruin my plans, who are you?"