Chapitre 532: Evenly Matched

A pair of bloodshot golden dragon eyes glared coldly at Zhao Ji.

An unseen murderous vibe spread across the field after the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon emerged and Zhanye's mid-level Xiantian cultivation exploded within the ring. The audience below gasped.

Of the top ten disciples in the rankings, only Ling Feng was able to maintain a certain degree of calm. The others could not keep the shock and surprise from their faces.

Shi Mu turned his gaze from the golden dragon to Zhao Ji. He looked as if he was deep in thought, but no one could decipher what was on his mind.

Zhao Yan's brows furrowed slightly, but his expression did not change much. He moved the giant purple axe in his hand to the front and got into an offensive stance.

The golden dragon snorted. As it spewed rays of qi from its nose, it opened its mouth wide and a golden flame surged out from it. The fire turned into a thick, spiral-like burning column, heading straight toward Zhao Ji.