On the arena, Crown Prince Long Chen’s purple robe billows as the Martial Arts True Intent composing ninety percent of his power sweeps across the entire Imperial Palace, plunging it into dead silence, leaving numerous Young Talents with faces filled with horror.
The name Long Chen, just like an eternally insurmountable mountain, presses down on them, bringing immense pressure that leaves them unable to lift their heads.
At the age of twenty-two, Long Chen has already mastered ninety percent of Martial Arts True Intent, and it won’t take him long to challenge the Mystic Martial Realm. Such an accomplishment is enough to shame all Innate Martial Artists of Black Dragon Country!
The King, with his hands behind his back and burning gaze fixed on Long Chen, shows a trace of a satisfied smile on his face.
"Your Majesty, between the Crown Prince and Xiao Ye, who will be stronger?" the National Guardian General too, marvels at Xiao Ye’s strength.
This was the first time he had seen a peer in Black Dragon Country who could contend with Long Chen, even he felt his blood boiling with excitement.
"Just wait and see," the King says with a smile.
Naturally, he’s overjoyed that two true Young Supremes have emerged from Black Dragon Country.
"No wonder you were able to cultivate the Fifth Grade Combat Techniques to the Perfection Level."
On the arena, the gravity in Xiao Ye’s eyes gradually dissipates, becoming brighter and more intense, like the blazing sun in the sky. Clenching his fists, his war intent soars to the heavens.
This is the opponent he has been yearning to battle against!
Although Long Chen’s accomplishment is due to the use of five Bodhi Leaves, his innate understanding must also be strong.
"Xiao Ye, you are worthy of being my opponent; I hope on the path of Martial Arts, we are friends and not foes."
Long Chen’s eyes like shining stars, his body glimmering, with light flickering beneath his skin, clearly pushing his strength to the extreme.
"Since I was thirteen, I haven’t touched a sword again, for my heart belongs only to the sword. As long as the True Intent endures, the Sword Dao is eternal!"
Long Chen slightly raises his hand as ninety percent of Martial Arts True Intent roars wildly, materializing in the void into two Heavenly Swords that fall into his hands.
"Xiao Ye, our peak showdown – the victor shall be king!"
With a mighty roar from Long Chen, his Sword Intent skyrockets, and terrifying Sword Qi tears through the heavens, bringing with it an overwhelming force, transforming True Intent into a sword that strikes at Xiao Ye.
"The Martial Arts True Intent he has understood is related to the sword," Xiao Ye mutters to himself – the fearsome Sword Qi making his skin feel a chill.
"Four Tripod Heavenly Technique!"
"Fighting Fist Technique!"
At this moment, Xiao Ye channels his power to the peak, bringing forth Four Cauldrons, with True Intent shooting to the sky.
He alternates between deploying Fighting Fist Technique, evolving attack techniques; and lifting the Great Sun Seal and Lonely Moon Seal with his hands, engaging in fierce combat with Long Chen.
On the constantly shaking Supreme Arena, two radiant figures clash like lightning, colliding non-stop, exploding with earth-shaking booms – resounding through Nine Heavens.
After Long Chen unleashed ninety percent of his Martial Arts True Intent, his power surged, but Xiao Ye was not weaker. His invincible fists shattered the void, his Invincible Body shining brilliantly, and with Innate True Qi layered on top, he advances mightily, showing no signs of being weaker than Long Chen.
For a time, the two are evenly matched.
The Supreme Arena is too small for two peak-level strong people, who fight from the arena to the heavens. The terrifying waves of the battle surge in all directions.
"Dragon Suppressing Array!"
The King releases a dazzling light from his hand, activating the Array, specifically creating a vast expanse of the void to serve as the battlefield for the two to duel in; otherwise, the Imperial Palace and the observing Heavenly Prides might suffer disaster.
The terrifying battle fluctuations are fully blocked when colliding with the Dragon Suppressing Array.
"Could these two be fighting from Innate Realm all the way to the Great Emperor Domain, standing among those with Superior Innate Limits?" The many Heavenly Prides watched, utterly dumbfounded.
Such prowess had far exceeded their imaginations.
These two were too powerful; taken individually, either could dominate the Black Dragon Country’s younger generation. Even the Mystic Martial Realm powerhouses present would have difficulty determining the victor.
"Once standing in the Great Emperor Domain, one could suppress First-class Innate Limit Martial Artists with a wave of a hand, and it would also provoke changes in Heaven and Earth. Although these two are indeed Monsters, it’s impossible for them to enter the Great Emperor Domain."
The crowd discusses animatedly, eyes firmly fixed on the two fiercely battling in the sky.
The void opened by the King quaked as if on the verge of collapse. The horrendous battle fluctuations, like surging floods, continue unabated; likely even a Second-class Innate Limit Martial Artist would be severely injured if swept up in them.
There’s no choice, aside from those of Super Limit in legends, a First-class Innate Limit Martial Artist is already the closest one to the Mystic Martial Realm.
After hundreds of exchanges, the battle has reached a fever pitch.
Long Chen swings down his sword, the unparalleled Sword Qi like Divine Punishment descending, a rainbow piercing the sun, tearing through heavens, and surging tens of miles to strike at Xiao Ye.
Xiao Ye snorts, propelling the Fighting Fist Technique, his fist shattering the Sword Qi that approached him, then stamping his foot, with four great Cauldrons floating above his head, he closes in to attack Long Chen.
"Daring to come close, then prepare to be turned into a porcupine by my blade!"
Two beams of Divine Light shoot from Long Chen’s eyes, his dual swords tearing through the void, endless Sword Qi like a galaxy, with incomparable momentum, submerging Xiao Ye within.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
In that instant, Xiao Ye feels countless extremities of sharp Sword Qi piercing towards his body, breaking through the seventy percent defense formed by the Flame True Intent in a few breaths.
Xiao Ye roared, his hair wildly fluttering as he protected himself with the cauldron, and then a surging blood qi formed a massive pillar of light, enveloping his body in a demonic glow.
Xiao Ye’s invincible body blocked countless swords qi outside, and he howled as he surged upstream from the sword qi galaxy, powerfully ascending to heaven, then punching towards Long Chen.
"Sword Reigns Supreme!"
Long Chen was slightly surprised, he gave a low shout, clasped his hands together, and the two Heavenly Swords merged into a hundred-zhang long Sky Splitting Giant Sword, then thrust towards Xiao Ye, possessing the momentum to sweep across the world.
Xiao Ye’s heart skipped a beat, a strong sense of crisis emerged.
Even with Xiao Ye’s invincible body defense, he still had this kind of feeling, which shocked him greatly.
"My martial arts path is unstoppable; I will not retreat! Long Chen, if my attack reaches you first, you lose; if your attack reaches me first, I lose!" Xiao Ye’s eyes shot out two sharp glimmers, unflinchingly blasting towards Long Chen.
"Hmph, I, Long Chen, have never been defeated since I started my path, and today will be no different!" Long Chen bellowed, the Sky Splitting Giant Sword in his hands sped up further, its terrifying sword qi sweeping across the Nine Heavens.
Two peak powerhouses, both revealing their unbeatable war intents, determined to decide the outcome in one strike!
At this moment, time seemed to stop flowing, countless gazes were fixed on the two figures in the sky, even breathing seemed to come to a halt.
Which one of these two will be the number one Young Supreme of this Heavenly Pride Battle?
Xiao Ye activated his Fighting Fist Technique, and with one punch that hit Long Chen’s chest, the terrifying power poured out like a flood, this could be considered his strongest strike.
Xiao Ye’s strength was too strong. Long Chen mobilized his complete Innate True Qi and Martial Arts True Intent to resist, but still turned pale, unable to help spurting a mouthful of fresh blood, his body flying backwards.
At the same time, the Sky Splitting Giant Sword in Long Chen’s hand stabbed onto Xiao Ye’s right shoulder, the terrifying sword qi collided brutally, forming a sword qi storm that engulfed him, causing Xiao Ye to retreat.
Both peak powerhouses nearly retreated at the same time, stirring the minds of all the spectators, who cried out in alarm, questioning who had won.
Xiao Ye and Long Chen fell like two meteors onto the Imperial Palace grounds, creating a huge pit and clouds of dust.
Long Chen, dressed in a purple robe, got up, stepping out of the dust into everyone’s sight, he suddenly reached to his mouth, looking at the blood on his hand, he froze like a statue.
Long Chen, as the leading young man of the Black Dragon Country, was actually bleeding? Although he had blocked most of Xiao Ye’s power, this was a huge blow to him.
Onlookers from afar also stirred, Xiao Ye actually caused the current Crown Prince Long Chen to be injured, this was too astonishing.
"Where is Xiao Ye?" someone whispered at this moment.
Instantly, everyone’s gaze turned towards where Xiao Ye had fallen, but there was no movement there for a long time.
"Alas, Xiao Ye has lost. The title of the number one Supreme still belongs to Long Chen."
"But Xiao Ye injured Long Chen, that alone is enough to be proud."
Several young talents whispered among themselves.
"He will definitely stand up," Long Chen muttered to himself.
The moment his words fell, a slightly disheveled figure emerged from the dust, with a refined face and eyes like stars, his right shoulder bleeding slowly, soaking the robe.
Xiao Ye was also injured!
At this moment, the arena became quiet again, and many young talents were stunned. It seemed that Xiao Ye and Long Chen had fought to a draw?
The two young supremes looked at each other from a distance.
"Long Chen, that sword of yours was really strong," Xiao Ye said as he approached, his face serious.
Indeed, his invincible body defense was torn open by Long Chen’s sword, and he suffered a serious injury, which showed the terrifying strength of his opponent.
"You’re not bad yourself," a trace of bitterness welled up in Long Chen’s heart.
Did he really end in a draw with Xiao Ye?
Bear in mind, Xiao Ye’s Innate True Qi is not yet complete, and his understanding of the Martial Arts True Intent was only at seventy percent, while he himself vastly outstripped Xiao Ye in these aspects but was still injured by him.
How could this be considered a draw!
Long Chen understood that Xiao Ye’s potential far exceeded his own.
"Xiao Ye, how old are you now?" Long Chen suddenly asked.
"Nineteen," Xiao Ye did not conceal the truth.
Long Chen gasped, his fists clenched abruptly. Xiao Ye was actually three years younger than him. Could he still claim to be the number one young man of the Black Dragon Country?
For the first time in his life, Long Chen felt what a blow was.
"Fortunately, my current strength is not weaker than his. I must find more Bodhi Leaves in the Empress’s Cultivation Land, quickly ascend to the Xuanwu Realm, and completely surpass Xiao Ye!" Long Chen’s eyes flickered as he secretly resolved in his heart.