Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

Zong Min stared blankly at the azure Sword Light below, which had been stamped out by a single foot. Only now did she realize just how laughable the powerful and terrifying Sword Dao she had boasted of truly was.

BOOM!

Ye Wushuang strode forward, his every step unleashing an incomparably tyrannical power.

"If you don’t draw your sword, you’ll regret it!"

Zong Ming was furious. The Treasure Sword in his grip trembled violently as an azure Sword Light erupted from it!

BOOM!

The Ancient Sword slashed, cleaving down toward Ye Wushuang. Layer upon layer of azure Sword Light spread out, covering the entire cage and shrouding it in an azure glow.

"Perish!"

As he strode forward, a heaven-sundering Sword Intent erupted from Ye Wushuang. The azure Sword Light tore through the void, yet it was unable to extinguish the Sword Intent protecting him.

Heavenly Concealing Hand!

Ye Wushuang’s eyes narrowed. He struck out with his palm, and a massive, blood-red hand descended from the sky, smacking down on everything in its path. The azure Sword Light was once again crushed into nothingness.

Zong Ming’s heart leaped in shock. He had never imagined a single palm from Ye Wushuang could possess such power. Still, his body didn’t stop. He thrust his Treasure Sword straight at the descending blood-red hand.

BOOM!

Vast True Essence empowered the Treasure Sword, causing its azure light to intensify. The Sword Aura it unleashed pierced through the massive blood-red hand and continued on, stabbing toward Ye Wushuang’s heart.

Zong Ming was incredibly fast. In an instant, he closed the distance to Ye Wushuang, his azure Treasure Sword piercing the void as he delivered a fatal strike.

The Sword Intent around Ye Wushuang continued to spread, with terrifying sword phantoms constantly radiating outward from his body.

TING! TING! TING!

Zong Ming’s Treasure Sword flew through the air, clashing repeatedly against the sword phantoms.

Although the Treasure Sword continued to advance, its terrifying killing power was being worn down bit by bit!

’How is this possible?’ Zong Ming’s heart trembled. He stared at Ye Wushuang, who was less than a meter away, yet his sword simply couldn’t reach him.

"You can’t even break through my Sword Intent. How could you ever make me draw my sword?" Ye Wushuang stared at Zong Ming, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Zong Ming’s face turned an ugly shade of red, his eyes completely bloodshot. He had just boasted that he would make Ye Wushuang regret not drawing his sword, yet now he couldn’t even break through the man’s passive Sword Intent!

Humiliated and enraged, Zong Ming thrust his Treasure Sword out fiercely, unleashing a terrifying wave of True Essence to annihilate the sword phantoms.

"Scram!"

Ye Wushuang spat out a single word. His endless Sword Intent trembled violently and swarmed toward Zong Ming. The azure Sword Light was instantly extinguished within the torrent!

Zong Ming’s expression changed as he shifted from offense to defense. He swung his Treasure Sword, forming a wall of azure Sword Light to block the onrushing Sword Intent.

Ye Wushuang sneered. He took a single step, his speed pushed to its absolute limit. In an instant, he appeared before Zong Ming and threw a golden fist. A Tyrant Dragon roared into existence, its massive body slamming into the azure wall.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

The great azure wall was smashed to pieces. As if finding an outlet, the countless streams of Sword Intent surged toward Zong Ming.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

The Sword Intent ripped into Zong Ming’s body, sending him flying backward.

’He’s so strong!’

Everyone was stunned. Without even drawing his sword, Ye Wushuang had defeated Zong Ming!

"When did you get to know this guy?"

Zhuang Hao was utterly shocked. He turned to Dongfang Youdi. Zong Ming was incredibly strong; even Zhuang Hao admitted he would be no match. Yet, he had been defeated so easily!

Dongfang Youdi grinned, his Taoo Hua eyes glancing over at the dumbfounded Zhong Min.

Zong Min’s gaze was fixed intently on the cage below!

"So, you were just a piece of trash who only knows how to run his mouth!"

Watching Zong Ming fly backward, a look of contempt crossed Ye Wushuang’s face. ’He wanted to kill me, but he didn’t have the strength. All talk. Just a piece of trash.’

BOOM!

Before Zong Ming’s body even hit the ground, Ye Wushuang was already upon him, using the Seven Steps of the Reversed Dragon. A terrifying power began to build, so intense it made one’s heart pound in their chest.

BOOM!

With the fifth step, Ye Wushuang arrived in front of Zong Ming and stomped down fiercely.

"Stop!" Suddenly, a cold shout boomed. A giant True Essence Hand reached out from the void, and Zong Ming’s body vanished from sight.

BOOM!

The Seven Steps of the Reversed Dragon struck nothing but air, yet the stomp instantly obliterated that patch of void. The sight terrified everyone watching. That single stomp was horrifying; had Zong Ming still been there, he would have been killed without a doubt!

However, a cold shout had stopped it, and a hand had whisked him away.

"Shameless!"

Ye Wushuang’s eyes narrowed as he looked up to see the black-robed elder standing in the center of the arena.

"That is far enough!"

The black-robed elder stared at Ye Wushuang and calmly spoke four words. He would not permit the disgrace of a Zong Family genius being killed on Zong Family territory!

Ye Wushuang’s gaze sharpened. ’He wants me to stop? But this is a life-and-death duel. The fight isn’t over until one of us is dead.’ And yet, the elder had interfered.

"This is a life-and-death duel. One lives, one dies. It doesn’t end until then. One of us is not yet dead, so how can we stop? The rules of the Dueling Arena were set by your Zong Family. Have you forgotten?"

Ye Wushuang stared coldly at the black-robed elder. In front of everyone, the referee of the match had blatantly shown favoritism!

A moment later, Ye Wushuang shifted his gaze to Zong Ming. His clothes were shredded by the Sword Intent, revealing numerous bloody wounds that had dyed his robes crimson.

He was a pathetic sight, his face a mask of terror and humiliated fury. He had boasted about killing Ye Wushuang, yet just moments ago, he had almost died by his hand. In a life-and-death duel, he had to rely on his family to save him from death!

The shame was unbearable!

"Before, you told me to wait for you in this cage for a fight!"

"And now, as you can see, I haven’t disappointed you. I’m right here!"

"So now, I’m calling you out for a proper fight, fair and square. Do you dare?"

Ye Wushuang stared at Zong Ming, his every word carrying to the ears of the crowd and drawing all eyes to them.

Before, it was Zong Ming who issued the challenge.

Now, Ye Wushuang was issuing one of his own. Did Zong Ming dare accept?

Zong Ming’s eyes trembled. ’This scene... it’s so familiar!’

Before, he had been the one full of confidence and bravado, challenging Ye Wushuang to a life-and-death duel. And Ye Wushuang had not refused.

Now Ye Wushuang was doing the same to him, but he had lost all his confidence. He no longer had the courage or the will to fight. He was weaker than Ye Wushuang. To fight again would be certain death!

And so, for a long while, he remained silent, his eyes locked on Ye Wushuang.

"You challenged me, but now you don’t dare to fight. Coward!"

Ye Wushuang stared at Zong Ming, throwing the label ’coward’ right back at him. The insult instantly made Zong Ming’s eyes go bloodshot, and he looked ready to lunge forward.

"Enough!"

Seeing this, the black-robed elder snorted, a cold glint in his eyes. "Since you’re so eager to fight," he said, "then let *it* be your opponent."

As he spoke, the black-robed elder gave a sinister smile. He waved a hand, and from one of the gates, a ferocious head emerged. A terrifying, bloody aura instantly filled the air!

Everyone’s pupils shrank as they stared at the savage head.

"That’s an Illusion Spirit Thunder Leopard! The ’killer’ ranked fourth on the dueling charts!"

Zhuang Hao’s expression darkened as well. He recognized the terrifying beast. Its rank as fourth on the dueling charts was more than enough to prove how horrifying it was.

This time, the black-robed elder was truly aiming to put Ye Wushuang to death!