CHAPTER 307: CHAPTER 182: I STEP ACROSS THE RIVER, FISTS DOMINATE THE WORLD_2

The Flying Dragon Elder in a gray robe had a slightly somber expression, and the expressions of the two people beside him were similar.

The expressions of the Whale Flow Master and others on the observation platform were varied, mostly filled with doubt and shock.

"What a terrifying talent."

"What an innate dominance."

The two spoke in unison, inexplicably understanding Chen Feng’s confidence in daring to take up the challenge.

Even as Two Gates Grandmasters, it’s really hard to say who will win and who will lose.

Roar!!

In an instant, two more Water Dragons leapt skyward, stirring up a violent storm towards Chen Feng.

But soon.

Bang!!

Several balls of power, like fireballs, slammed out, evaporating the water flow, resembling heavy rain, lightly falling down.

"You’re too weak."

An explosion of Red Tiger Power gathered on the surface, Chen Feng looked at the exploding Water Dragons, the raindrops slowly evaporating above his head, unable to approach.

The tone was exceptionally indifferent, his gaze passed over Lu Xinglong’s figure, looking at the three Grandmasters and mechanical martialists in mid-air.

Moreover, at the other True Intent of the Yun Gang Martial Arts World.

"Simply, all of you, come together."

"Courting death!!"

Lu Xinglong shouted angrily, and the blue light on his body exploded suddenly.

Roar!!

The Water Dragon’s phantom flickered, he instantly disappeared and appeared in front of Chen Feng.

The light blue robe flapped, ripples spread across the surface of the river.

The next second.

Blue light, visible like water and thunder, gathered in his palm, striking towards Chen Feng’s chest.

Bang!!!

A muffled explosion sounded, a touch of ancient bronze quietly appeared.

The Rebound Force swept out, Lu Xinglong coldly smiled, unexpectedly removing all rebounds, while lifting his palm again, repeatedly hitting Chen Feng’s chest and stomach.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

The muffled sound continued to explode, the Whale Flow Master and others on the observation platform had slight changes in their expressions, sweating profusely.

Including those who quietly came and stood at the riverbank, the True Inheritor of the Flame Tiger Sect, or Luo Yue from the club and others, all clenched their fists, extremely worried.

"Why isn’t the senior brother dodging."

"What’s happening with Coach Chen, why isn’t he fighting back?"

"Quick, dodge!"

"No, this is the Martial Arts True Skill Nine Layers Wave of the Flying Dragon Style, when power overlaps, it forms a great force, each layer stronger than the last."

"Unless the attacker runs out of Qi, it’s impossible to deal with or dodge."

Some True Intent Masters from other martial arts schools recognized the clue, uncertain and shocked.

The Flying Dragon Master and other mechanical martialists around the flying device saw this and all relaxed their brows, shaking their heads secretly.

This youngster just broke through to a grandmaster too smoothly, having encountered hardly any opponents along the way.

Yet, little did he know, this was martial arts true skill capable of smashing Golden Steel, and when it gathers force, the longer it drags on, the stronger it becomes.

Thud!!!

A thunderous muffled sound exploded across the river.

The final palm struck out, the black shirt suddenly shattered into bits, like fluttering snow, scattered into the river, sinking to the riverbed.

Column after column of water exploded behind Chen Feng, shooting seven or eight meters into the sky, appearing quite spectacular.

"Even taking my nine palms, what if you’re a Physique Master?"

Lu Xinglong coldly laughed in mockery, a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.

Though certainly fearsome, unparalleled talent leads to arrogance...

"So what?"

A sudden voice rang out, the raindrops evaporating and dispersing into wisps of mist.

Lu Xinglong’s unfinished words were forcibly halted.

Everyone’s gaze changed, Lu Xinglong looked up, both shocked and confused.

A figure with ancient bronze skin stood in place, red once again covering his entire body.

True Intent Red Tiger peeked out from the mist, vertical pupils imposing, shrouding the heavens.

"Having opened the Divine Soul, only such ability?"

Within his body, bones grew with cracks, Chen Feng’s stature rose, standing firm and unwavering.

Life Seed and Steel Bone Talent had long reinforced his physique to far surpassing the usual Golden Steel.

Mere explosions of power were already very difficult to harm him.

"I thought today would be a dragon-tiger battle, allowing me pleasure."

"But now it seems...."

Thud!!

Headbutt with a trailing shadow, like a cannon shell blasting.

The blue-robed figure retreated several steps on the river surface, ripples spreading all around.

In an instant, Chen Feng’s right arm swelled half a circle, elbow bent back, red unwavering, exploding and gathering.

"You are merely rootless duckweed, weak like a clump of water grass."

Swoosh!!!

Blast Punch shot out like a javelin, the words falling right into Lu Xinglong’s chest.

Blood veins appeared in his eyes, his body arched, flying backward.

Tap tap tap tap tap!

The water underfoot rippled, True Intent Red Tiger leapt out, merging with Chen Feng’s silhouette.

The flying figure was quickly chased down, enveloping power of the Blast Punch striking again.

Bang!!

Crack!

A muffled sound followed by bone cracking, the Flying Dragon Elder’s expression tightened mid-air, the few mechanical martialists and grandmasters also frowned slightly.

Innate Dominance?

Could he truly train his physique to such extent?

As thoughts flickered, the flying blue-robed figure angrily shouted, hands performing seals.

"Flying Dragon Style·Dragon Crane Skill!"

Buzz!

Divine Soul controls the entire body.

Exquisite power flowed out, injuries rapidly healed, energy surged swiftly.

However.

Tap tap tap tap tap!

River water splashed, footprints dented the water surface.

Two-meter ancient bronze young man, half-naked like a giant crocodile in water, face full of chilling killing intent, appeared again before him.

True Intent Red Tiger covering him bared its fangs, fists left and right heading straight for the head.

A crisis loomed, Lu Xinglong dared not be careless.

"Flying Dragon Style·Water Dragon Roar!"

Roar!!

Dragon roar echoed, his palms struck out to the sides.

Gathered blue light guided the water flow changes, two Water Dragons reappeared, advancing along his arms towards the attacking fists.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!!

Water columns exploded skyward, several long fish appeared belly up on the river surface.

Water droplets like rain fell all around, some on the riverbank had their clothes splashed wet, already dumbfounded, unable to express the shock.