"Bastard, this is a sneak attack!"
Long Ziwei was both shocked and furious. As a dignified Destiny expert, he rushed onto the arena and attacked without a word—this was no different from a sneak attack.
Obviously, the Ye family's referee had already communicated with Ye Lingkong and directly lured him into the arena. As soon as Ye Lingkong stepped onto the stage, he unleashed all his power, aiming to kill Qin Feng within a few moves.
Qin Feng was desperately killing the strong warriors of the Ye and Zhao families. They absolutely could not let Qin Feng live; they had to kill him at all costs.
"Don't worry, haven't you seen Long Chen still so calm?" Seeing Long Ziwei so furious and gritting his teeth, Feng Fei couldn't help but point at Long Chen.
Long Ziwei was stunned. Sure enough, he saw Long Chen still sitting steadily in his seat, even leisurely crossing his legs, showing no sign of nervousness or annoyance.
"Boom!"
At that moment, Qin Feng drew his long sword and met Ye Lingkong's blade. With a loud explosion, Qin Feng was sent flying by Ye Lingkong's sword, crashing hard into the arena's barrier.
"Pfft!"
Qin Feng spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, causing countless people to cry out in shock.
Qin Feng had previously killed Ye Qing and Zhao Qingyu, but neither had ever clashed with him. Previously, Qin Feng relied on skill to kill his opponents, but now, facing a powerful Destiny Warrior, technique alone was no longer enough.
"Die."
Ye Lingkong saw Qin Feng wounded with a single strike, sneered, stepped on the void, and soared through the sky like a divine bird, charging at Qin Feng.
Facing Ye Lingkong's attack, Qin Feng showed no sign of panic. Instead, a satisfied smile appeared on his face:
"Is this the power of the Child of Destiny?" Truly powerful, very good. Such overwhelming power is worth unleashing full firepower. After
Qin Feng finished speaking, he took a deep breath, his blood energy surging rapidly, followed by a sharp shout:
"Dragon Blood Battle Body—manifest!"
The raging power of dragon blood erupted, surging like a fire god. The resonant roar of a dragon echoed through the heavens and earth. Qin Feng clad in dragon blood armor, and from the strange phenomenon behind him, a two-headed giant dragon appeared.
"It's actually a two-headed dragon?"
After the last Dragon Nest baptism, the Dragon Blood warriors all found dragon souls that matched them. From then on, their Dragon Blood battle bodies and visions each took on different forms. This was the first time Long Chen had seen Qin Feng's vision.
"Boom!"
When Qin Feng summoned the Dragon Blood Battle Body, his blood energy surged skyward. His longsword slashed toward Ye Lingkong again. With a loud explosion, waves of energy overlapped, blood energy and destiny runes filled the entire arena, shaking the entire spectator seats.
"Oh my god!"
At that moment, even Long Ziwei was so shocked his mouth dropped open. Qin Feng actually had such a terrifying ultimate move. If he were to show such strength now, he would already surpass Long Chen, who had fought him before.
Now he finally understood that the battle between Long Chen and him back then was just playing along with him; the other party hadn't taken it seriously at all.
"Rumble... Two
divine weapons clashed, two violent forces colliding, and amidst the rolling shockwaves, signs of space gradually distorted.
Everyone watched the scene in terror. At this moment, they finally understood Qin Feng's true strength.
At the same time, they also learned that Qin Feng was indeed a Nine-Star Destiny Practitioner, because his strength did not come from the power of Destiny itself.
"Now you should know why they're called Dragonblood Warriors, right? Dragonblood warriors only unleash full firepower when in their Dragonblood Body state. Feng Fei looked at Qin Feng and said.
Although she appeared calm on the surface, her heart was filled with endless emotion. She had seen these Dragonblood warriors in the mortal realm before; she had witnessed their growth firsthand.
Long Chen's progress speed was almost insane, and the Dragonblood warriors always managed to keep up with him. It must be said, there wasn't a single normal person in the Dragonblood Legion—they were all monsters.
"How is this possible?"
For a moment, all the strong figures in the stands could not believe their eyes—Qin Feng had actually blocked the full-force strike of the Child of Destiny.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, Qin Feng stepped forward. With a loud crash, Ye Lingkong was forced to retreat a step. At that moment, countless people's expressions changed drastically.
"Boom boom boom!"
Qin Feng took three steps forward, forcing Ye Lingkong to retreat three steps in a row. With each step, subtle cracks appeared on the arena beneath his feet.
"The arena can't even withstand their strength anymore," someone exclaimed.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a thunderous explosion erupted. Qin Feng slammed his sword forward, sending Ye Lingkong flying backward, his feet scraping against the arena with a piercing sound.
With a loud bang, Ye Lingkong crashed into the arena's barrier and finally steadied himself.
"Whew."
Qin Feng waved his longsword and looked coldly at Ye Lingkong, saying,
"The Child of Destiny is nothing special. If you can't win, you resort to despicable sneak attacks. Your methods are so despicable—even the most ordinary mercenaries in a mercenary group wouldn't do such shameless tricks, yet you did it as if it were the right thing to do."
Such a person can be a child of destiny—how despicable is that so-called destiny? "
How dare you defy the Mandate of Heaven?"
Ye Lingkong was both shocked and furious. He roared as he charged at Qin Feng, the Destiny Wheel rapidly flowing behind him, endless power burning with Destiny power. At this moment, he was completely enraged.
"Desecration?" It's really funny. Even someone as insignificant as you can become the child of destiny. Clearly, heaven's eyes are blind—does it still need me to desecrate it? Qin
Feng sneered, his dragon scales flipping outward, each with runes flowing like rivers converging into a sea, rushing toward his arms.
"I'm too lazy to waste words with you. Didn't you say you looked down on me and took shortcuts? Then let me show you my true strength—the Double Dragon Ultimate Strike! Qin Feng shouted sharply.
The two-headed dragon from the phenomenon behind him vanished, replaced by a dragon head appearing on the backs of his left and right hands. Endless power poured into his arms and sword, slashing down fiercely.
"Die, Destiny Juechen Chen!"
Ye Lingkong roared in anger, all his destiny power compressed into his weapon—he was determined to challenge Qin Feng.
With a thunderous boom, the entire arena exploded, countless rubble slammed hard against the barrier, completely deforming. Fortunately, it didn't break; otherwise, who knows how many lost souls would have been added to the spectator stands.
After twisting wildly for a while, the barrier slowly calmed down, and the twisted space on the arena gradually calmed down. Then people saw a huge pit appear in the center of the arena.
On one side of the giant pit, Ye Lingkong knelt on both knees, while he lay backwardfolded into a very strange shape, and the long knife landed not far away.
Blood kept trickling from the corner of his mouth, his chest heaving rapidly. He tried several times to move his body, but his body was completely at his command.
On the other side of the giant pit, Qin Feng held a longsword, covered in blood, equally battered and battered. However, he stood there like a javelin, calmly looking at Ye Lingkong.
At that moment, the entire venue fell silent, their shock lingering for a long time.
"Whew."
Suddenly, Long Chen's figure appeared on the arena. He reached out and patted Qin Feng, saying,
"Forget it, give me some face and spare his miserable life!"
In fact, Long Chen had already realized that Qin Feng's injuries were extremely severe and he was unable to move. The terrifying power of destiny was still inside him, frantically destroying his vitality.
If Long Chen didn't intervene, Qin Feng would have collapsed immediately, and his injuries would have been even worse than Ye Lingkong's.
But with these two strikes, Long Chen silently absorbed the power of destiny from his body, and Qin Feng immediately felt a wave of relief.
Qin Feng found it amusing. This battle was a lose-lose situation; he had no strength left to kill. Just as he was about to smooth things over for the boss, a cold snort suddenly rang out from the arena:
"What if I refuse to spare your lives?"