Yang An called out his Roaring Sky God Lion out; sensing the astounded, shocked, and awed faces of the crowd, he displayed a demeanor of the upper class as he stood with both hands clasped behind him and chest puffed up. Yang An looked proudly at Huang Xiaolong: "Don't say I did not give you a chance-- call out your martial spirit!"
Huang Xiaolong shook his head slightly with an indifferent face: "Even if I do not call out my martial spirit, I can defeat you just the same!"
"What?!" The people watching gasped in bewilderment with voices that were loud enough to reach the sky.
They felt Huang Xiaolong was too boastful; even an early Tenth Order expert is not Yang An's opponent after he called out the Roaring Sky God Lion martial spirit!
Moreover, the majority of them felt Yang An was unprepared in the earlier exchange because Huang Xiaolong launched a sneak attack. It was only due to this that Huang Xiaolong was able to fight to a draw with Yang An!
The anger in Yang An broke out hearing this, and the Roaring Sky God Lion let out a thunderous roar and a coruscating light flashed as Yang An soul transformed in the blink of an eye. After the soul transformation, Yang An's physical body enlarged by a third, and his dark hair turned a brilliant golden hue – exactly the picture of an enraged lion.
The moment Yang An soul transformed, he dashed towards Huang Xiaolong but the way he moved was wobbly and unsteady, like someone drunk. Even so, with every step he took, the dazzling light from his body would grow a circle bigger, and at the same time, the surrounding air howled fiercely.
"Step of the Kaiser Lion!"
This was Yang An martial spirit's innate ability.
The Step of the Kaiser Lion: every step induced the power of space that results in an increase of gravity, and each step adds to the overlapping heavy gravity. Lastly, when colliding, the opponent would like an entire mountain crashed on top of them.
When Yang An took the fifteenth step, the powerful gravity force caused the crowd to retreat in panic whereas the shops and building on the same street shook, cracked, and crumbled into rubble to the ground.
Some distance away, Fei Rong watched with a taut face.
He had just broken through the Tenth Order, but facing Yang An's martial spirit ability, he would fall at a disadvantage.
At this point, Yang An reached outside a three-meter perimeter from Huang Xiaolong; he took another step forward but it was a kick in disguise, targeting Huang Xiaolong's chest!
And standing there, Huang Xiaolong acted as if Yang An's action was too fast for him to follow or to react; he simply stood there.
Just when everyone thought Huang Xiaolong would fly off from Yang An's gravitational impact, Huang Xiaolong who stood still until now, suddenly struck out with precision.
"Collapse Fist!"
Battle qi surged and energies overlapped one another as they rolled forward like a tide of giant waves.
"Boom!" A deafening explosion resounded.
Yang An was pushed back one step, but Huang Xiaolong staggered six steps back.
Time seemed to freeze in that moment.
Countless eyes widened in shock staring at Huang Xiaolong – he actually took the hit head on!
Yang An's full force attack was received by Huang Xiaolong without calling out his martial spirit!
Although Huang Xiaolong retreated five steps more than Yang An, it must be emphasized that Huang Xiaolong did not call out his martial spirit and he did not use his martial spirit's ability.
There was an ugly expression on Yang An's face, and he was extremely gloomy. Continuing his attack, Yang An lifted up his right hand and made a movement that looked weird in everyone's eyes. His right hand slowly moved, drawing a circle in the air, and when the ends connected, his entire right arm sleeve blasted into fragments, revealing a muscular arm that is enveloped in a bright golden light; bulging green veins ran down his arms looked like golden earthworms, yet a despotic aura was coming from it.
"God King Lone Arm Punch!"
Yang An's right arm swung out, blasting towards Huang Xiaolong.
When Yang An's right hand was attacking, the rest of his body did not move an inch; a gigantic fist punch pierced the air so fast that even Fei Rong, a Tenth Order expert, could not follow the trajectory.
Huang Xiaolong watched as the big fist print came at him, and the Blades of Asura were already in his hands. His sharp blades slashed out.
Countless rays of blade lights flew out, turning into two violent wind cyclones that emitted wails and cries from hell. The two cyclones slammed into the fist print coming from Yang An, crushing the adversary into dust.
After slashing out the Tempest of Hell, Huang Xiaolong leaped up, and in mid-air, the Blades of Asura slashed down at Yang An again.
This time, countless blades lights turned into a thunderstorm, and the rumbling terrified Yang An as he retreated in fear. However, what terrified him the most was the droplets of rain that came from the numerous blade lights actually followed him! Yang An stepped back again and again; at the same time he was retreating, a long sword appeared in his hand and he swung a cut.
An immense sword image slashed into the blades of rain, and in the eyes of the spectating crowd, Yang An's sword attack splintered the moment it entered the rain of blades' area.
Yang An continued to move backward, swinging his longsword out with every step he takes, and after more than a dozen sword strikes, the storm of blades finally halted.
Seeing this result, Yang An was about to breath out in relief when the corner of his eye caught sight of Huang Xiaolong spinning rapidly up in midair. One after another lightning struck the ground, turning into miniature flood dragons that swallowed the area, and an aura of destruction spread through the streets.
Yang An watched in horror at the legion of flood dragons swarming his way.
He quickly waved his sword, but the lightning flood dragons swiftly engulfed him, even using Yang An's sword light as a conduit to reach him faster.
Unable to dodge in time, Yang An was zapped by the lightning flood dragons and his body shuddered, wobbling back out of balance. A patch of a black burn appeared on his chest where the lightning damage was most intense.
In a daze, another lightning flood dragon struck Yang An.
Horrified, Yang An tried to dodge and succeeded, but he was blindsided by two attacks from different angles.
Struck twice, Yang An couldn't help letting out a painful scream.
However, the attacks came nonstop; in that brief moment, several lightning flood dragons found their mark, and Yang An was blasted off, crashing into buildings on the street. Those buildings were flattened into ruins.
"Eldest Young Master!"
"Big Brother!"
Zhu Yi and the rest of Yang Mansion's experts were jarred and wanted to hurry to Yang An's side when a palm print surged at them with enough energy to topple mountains and flipped the seas, blocking Zhu Yi and other experts' path. Zhu Yi turned to look and found it was Fei Hou.
"Fei Hou, you!" Zhu Yi was exasperated.
"This is a battle between the two of them; no one is allowed to interfere!" Fei Hou scoffed.
Zhu Yi nearly broke out in anger due to anxiousness, but he understood very well if Fei Hou bends to hinder them, even with their combined strength, they still could not break Fei Hou's defense.
At this time, Huang Xiaolong feet landed on the street gently whereas Yang An struggled slowly to stand up. Watching Yang An, Huang Xiaolong has to admit, Yang An who possessed a top grade twelve martial spirit, indeed has a strong defense. Under the circumstances, experts possessing grade ten martial spirits could hardly stand up again after being hit by his State of Abundant Lightning.
Successfully standing up, Yang An howled at the top of his lungs, and his eyes were a scary blood-red as he glared menacingly at Huang Xiaolong. The hatred and killing intent in his eyes were so thick that the crowd behind Huang Xiaolong shivered.
Yang An, the Yuwai Kingdom's number one monstrous genius, was actually defeated without resistance by a young man that was a minimum of five years younger than him! Moreover, in these circumstances where the opponent did not call out their martial spirit, for Yang An, this was his biggest shame!
The gazes of the people around felt like thorns that pierced cruelly into his flesh one by one!
"Die! Die! Die!" The desire to kill took over Yang An's heart.
Long golden fur grew on his body that was similar to a golden lion's hair.
"Kaiser Lion Transformation!"
This was his martial spirit, Roaring Sky God Lion's, second awakened ability after he broke through the Seventh Order and it went through a second evolution.
After initiating Kaiser Lion Transformation, Yang An's body grew larger again, nearly doubling his current size. His skin glittered in the sunlight as if his skin was coated with a layer of golden paint; eyes the color of a reddish gold and an aura more terrifying than before swept out from his body.
After the Kaiser Lion Transformation, from Yang An's throat came a thunderous roar that sounded very much like a lion's; one step forward, the ground tremored, and the solid material used to build the street actually split, and fine fissures lined the street.
The impact of one foot reached such an extent!
Yang An put one foot in front of the other, and step by step, he walked towards Huang Xiaolong.
Every step of his made cracks the street.
A strong momentum pressured down and the loose gravel on the street actually bounced and fell according to Yang An's rhythm.
Like a mighty kaiser lion that came out from an ancient forest, descending from its throne, slowly closing in on its prey.
Huang Xiaolong watched as Yang An came close with a calm expression on his face. Right before the crowd's eyes, Huang Xiaolong released his battle qi and a dazzling black light spiraled up from below; a terrifying aura of slaughter dispersed from his body, and at the same time, both of Huang Xiaolong's eyes turned scarlet and a pair of black, the blackest demonic wings erupted out from his back.
This abrupt physical transformation shocked everyone around.
"What cultivation technique is this?! The aura of slaughter is so horrible!"
"His strength actually rose so much?! So strong!"
The crowd broke out in a tumult of discussions, and everyone felt the sharp rise in Huang Xiaolong's strength, and there were even signs of Yang An, who had transformed into the body of the Kaiser Lion, being suppressed!
Standing some distance away behind Huang Xiaolong, Fei Hou's eyes were trembling with excitement watching Huang Xiaolong's transformation – the Physique of Asura. This was the legendary technique of Asura's Gate, the supreme Physique of Asura!
Following Huang Xiaolong for seven years, he finally got the chance to see Huang Xiaolong transformed into the Physique of Asura.
Fei Rong noticed his father shaking with fervorous emotions, and it raised a heartful of doubts.
Huang Xiaolong completed his transformation into the Asura Physique, and the Wings of Demon suddenly stretched out. All the crowd saw was a flash of a black shadow, and Huang Xiaolong already closed in on Yang An when they were still wondering.
Yang An too had yet to react when Huang Xiaolong already punched a Collapse Fist out, hitting Yang An squarely in the chest. Yang An's face distorted with pain because the powerful fist instantly penetrated his outer defense, directly impacting his internal organs.
Yang An was pushed back more than a dozen steps.
Huang Xiaolong leaped up and in that split second moment, dozens of Ethereal Palm struck out, hitting Yang An consecutively in the chest.
Yang An staggered back endlessly.
Huang Xiaolong did not display any other battle skill, alternating between Collapse Fist and Ethereal Palm to deal with Yang An. More than a dozen Collapse Fist and Ethereal Palm landed on Yang An's chest, sending Yang An more than a hundred meters out from the original location.
"Boom!"
Yang An was sent flying, crashing into one of the building's stone walls. The stone wall collapsed and rubble fell on top him, burying Yang An's huge body beneath.
All four directions were engulfed in silence.
"Big Brother!" Yang Zhanfei was the first to react and rushed out. Zhu Yi and the rest of the guards followed and worked hard to move the rubble away to dig Yang An out.
Yang An's originally handsome looks and proud temperament were covered with gray dust; the Kaiser Lion Transformation had already disappeared, and his body deflated back to his normal size as he stared blankly.
"Waa!" A sweet, hot substance rush up Yang An's throat, and he spat out fresh blood, coloring a patch of red on the ground in front of him.
"Eldest Young Master!" Zhu Yi and the rest of the Yang Mansion guards were scared.
The quiet surrounding suddenly boiled up.
Yang An used the second ability, Kaiser Lion Transformation, yet he was actually powerless to resist the opponent ㅡ he still lost! Lost so swiftly and thoroughly!
"Big Brother, how are you?" Yang Zhanfei asked.
Yang An could only shake his head weakly as he doesn't even have the energy to talk right now. It felt as if his entire chest was hit until it caved in, and he glimpsed at Huang Xiaolong, unable to conceal the dread he felt in his heart.
If he did not soul transform and change into the Kaiser Lion physique transformation, which greatly enhanced his defenses parallel to an early Tenth Order expert, his chest would have been blasted into pieces from Huang Xiaolong's attacks.
Yang An swallowed a healing pellet with much difficulty and adjusted his condition. After a short while, his hoarse voice sounded: "We …. go back!"
Propped up by the Yang Mansion guards, Yang An and his people left the place.
"Young Lord!" At this point, Fei Hou came behind Huang Xiaolong.
"Young Lord!" Fei Rong, Fei Ming, and the Fei Mansion guards came up and saluted respectfully. By this point in time, the eyes they looked at Huang Xiaolong with were totally different.
Huang Xiaolong nodded and came out from the Physique of Asura transformation.
"Let's leave!" When Yang An and his groups receded from sight, Huang Xiaolong said to Fei Hou and the rest.
"Yes, Young Lord!"
As Huang Xiaolong turned around to leave, the crowd parted away from afar, their attitude respectful, fearful, and awed.
Not long after Huang Xiaolong left Thousand Virtues Street, the message that Huang Xiaolong defeated Yang An exploded in the Royal City, sweeping through the streets like a tsunami.
"Yang An was actually defeated by a young man looking about fifteen to sixteen years old!"
"Sixteen? I heard that person is only thirteen!"
"Thirteen? I think he's probably only five or six years old!"
Discussions fueled, becoming more outrageous and heated up, spreading farther and wider.
At the same time, the news about Fei Hou advancing into Xiantian realm was also made known, instantly elevating Fei Mansion's position in the kingdom. And with Huang Xiaolong's influence, Fei Mansion grew mysterious in the eyes of the public.
Once back in the Fei Mansion, Fei Hou gathered Fei Rong and Fei Ming in his room.
"Fei Ming, how are your injuries?" Fei Hou looked at his grandson and asked with a hint of smile.
Fei Ming quickly answered: "Grandfather, grandson's injuries have mostly recovered."
Fei Hou nodded, reassured.
"Dad, the news about you breaking through to the Xiantian realm has spread. Just now, we have received the congratulatory gifts sent by the super families!" Fei Rong was smiling from ear to ear as he said this.
Those super families did not express anything when Fei Ming's wedding was announced, but now that the news about the recently returned Fei Hou actually stepping into the Xiantian realm spread, already seven to eight of the super families sent their congratulatory gifts over.
This caused Fei Rong to be over the moon.
"I was able to breakthrough into the Xiantian realm so fast was all Young Lord's credit!" At this time, Fei Hou spoke.
"The Young Lord?!" Both Fei Rong and Fei Ming were dumbfounded.
Fei Hou nodded his head in affirmation: "That's right. All because of a cultivation technique Young Lord passed to me that enabled me to break through into the Xiantian realm in the shortest time. Both of you must remember that everything that Fei Mansion has was brought by the Young Lord."
Fei Rong and Fei Ming both nodded in acknowledgment.
"Dad, that Young Lord's identity is?" Fei Rong could not suppress the doubt and curiosity gnawing at his heart.
Fei Hou's expression suddenly turned stern: "Young Lord's identity is not something you can speculate about. If Young Lord permits it, I will tell you in the future, do you understand?"
Fei Rong and Fei Ming shuddered under Fei Hou's warning, and they immediately nodded with reverence.
At this time, Huang Xiaolong was in a solitary courtyard practicing State of Abundant Lightning. After the battle with Yang An, his understanding of the move has deepened significantly.
After practicing his sword skill for some time, Huang Xiaolong entered the Linglong Treasure Pagoda space, swallowed one Fire Dragon Pearl, and continued his practice with Asura Tactics. These months of traveling to the Yuwai Kingdom honed Huang Xiaolong and he is already a mid-Ninth Order.
While Huang Xiaolong was practicing inside the Linglong Treasure Pagoda, in the Yang Mansion, Yang Zheng's face was terrifyingly gloomy when he saw his son Yang An being helped back by the family guards.
"Dad, we can't let this matter go without doing anything!" Yang Zhanfei clamored.
Yang Zhen's voice was somber: "Of course we won't let it go just like this, but your Grandfather is still in closed-door practice; let's wait and in two days when your Grandfather comes out, we will pay the Fei Mansion a visit. At that time, I want Fei Mansion's wedding to turn into a funeral!"
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