Immortal Martial Emperor

BOOM!

The moment the two collided, energy surged and power flared.

A powerful blast of Qi, like a roaring tempest, swept outward, kicking up a violent storm on the ocean's surface that rocked both the massive Celestial Dragon Warship and the Tiger King Warship.

"Not bad, kid. You've actually got some skill. Now I'm really looking forward to putting a collar on you and parading you around like a pet!" Zhang Weihu roared with laughter, his voice wild and unrestrained.

His words dripped with confidence.

Zhang Weihu was proud of his standing; even in the great White Tiger Duchy, he was considered among the top tier.

In fact...

In Zhang Weihu's mind, aside from the Ten Great Unparalleled Prodigies of the Xiahuang Ancient Kingdom and the Four Great Dukedoms, he could count the number of peers he truly respected on both hands.

Clearly, the Hong Yu before him was not on that list.

'An Early-stage Primordial Embryo Realm cultivation. He's probably a Second or Third Heaven True Dragon. That's not weak, but against me, you're doomed to die!' Zhang Weihu was filled with confidence.

He took a deep breath, the Qi throughout his body surging violently.

It was as if a small storm was brewing within his robes, causing them to flutter loudly. The Qi billowed out, impossibly strong and hard!

He threw a punch, lunging like a fierce tiger pouncing on its prey.

A tyrannical surge of white light, almost comparable to a lightning strike, made the air crackle and erupt with scorching heat.

The shadow of his fist, ferocious and violent, shot straight for Hong Yu's face.

"Scram!"

Hong Yu uttered a single word.

As he barked the command, his Divine Demon Wings flared, sweeping six furious Qi Vortexes into a line before him.

Then, Hong Yu threw a punch of his own.

The shadow of his fist glowed with a cyan light as it pierced through the six swirling vortexes, merging them into one and focusing their power into a howling gale.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The collision of Qi was like the clang of colossal cauldrons.

A deep, booming shockwave thundered out, as loud as a temple's evening drum and morning bell, or the deafening beat of war drums on a battlefield.

BANG!

A dazzling light exploded outward.

A figure was sent flying backward—it was none other than Zhang Weihu.

At that moment, the clothes on his body had been torn to shreds, revealing a lean, muscular physique. The sharp, clear lines of his well-developed muscles rippled with explosive power.

The sweet tang of blood at the corner of his mouth only made Zhang Weihu look even more savage.

He licked the bloodstain from the corner of his lip, his gaze dark and fixed on Hong Yu with a brutish look, like a specter from the Netherworld. "Impressive. You actually made me spit up blood. It seems I underestimated you. Brother Wang was right when he lectured me: even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit. I've been too dismissive of the geniuses in this world!"

"However, if this is the full extent of your power, then I'm afraid you're out of luck. You've infuriated me today, and I'm destined to cut you down and dye this sea red with your blood!"

Zhang Weihu snorted coldly.

With a BOOM, a blinding white light shot out from behind him. The light was dazzling, coalescing into the crouching form of a majestic, sixty-foot-tall White Tiger Illusion.

The tiger's body shuddered and it let out a roar that could shake mountains and forests: "ROOAAR!"

The sound waves rolled out, their momentum terrifying.

The commotion from the battle had also attracted the attention of many powerhouses. Several sailing vessels had stopped to observe the fight.

After all, the True Dragon War was imminent.

Learning more about a potential rival's trump cards and strength would increase one's own chances of victory in the coming war.

"Huh? Isn't that the White Tiger Duchy's Tiger King Warship?"

"And the Ice Kingdom's Celestial Dragon Warship. How did those two get into a fight?"

"What a powerful White Tiger Illusion! That must be Zhang Weihu, ranked third among the True Dragons of the White Tiger Duchy. I heard he's cultivated his Flying Tiger Divine Skill to a state of near perfection—it's incredibly powerful!"

"Who's his opponent? Why don't I recognize him?"

"Anyone who can stand up to Zhang Weihu can't be a nobody. But unfortunately for him, Zhang Weihu is too strong. He's powerful enough to vie for a spot among the Unparalleled True Dragons. How could an ordinary expert be his match?"

"I agree. This kid is sure to lose!"

The crowd of powerhouses stood and watched.

Every one of them was immensely powerful, their vitality like a rainbow, their eyes burning like twin torches. Their gazes could pierce through dozens of kilometers, allowing them to see everything clearly.

「Aboard the massive Black Tortoise Battleship.」

A stout young man—no taller than 1.6 meters, but with a waist that would take two adults to encircle—squinted his small eyes, which held a glint of shrewd brilliance. He looked to the hulking youth beside him, who stood over two meters tall with muscles like forged hammers, and asked, "Zhang Weilong, your little brother is fighting someone. Aren't you going to go take a look?"

This was Zhang Weilong, the White Tiger Duchy's second-ranked True Dragon and Zhang Weihu's own older brother.

Zhang Weilong's strength surpassed his brother's.

While Zhang Weihu had the power to contend for a place among the Unparalleled True Dragons, Zhang Weilong was an incredible figure who could rank in the top fifty.

In the entire White Tiger Duchy, only the one individual ranked among the Unparalleled Geniuses could be considered his superior.

He crossed his arms, the slightest flex of his muscles displacing the air with a sonic boom. His voice was unnaturally calm. "Ever since he fought Landy to a mutual standstill, Weihu has been training harder than ever. His strength has grown immensely. He should be able to rank between 90th and 95th among the Unparalleled True Dragons. An ordinary opponent is no match for him. There's no need to worry."

"Is that so? I think that winged boy is far from weak," the stout youth said with a smile.

A trace of disdain appeared on Zhang Weilong's face. "Don't worry. I have faith in my brother."

"Heh, let's hope so."

The stout young man gave a cryptic smile.

This made Zhang Weilong frown, but he didn't dare say more.

The stout youth before him might look simple and honest, but Zhang Weilong knew perfectly well that this was Xuan Tiandu, Crown Prince of the Black Tortoise Duchy and one of the Ten Great Unparalleled Prodigies!

'Even if I'm in the top fifty Unparalleled True Dragons, I'm still no match for Xuan Tiandu!'

「Meanwhile!」

Zhang Weihu had already unleashed a powerful attack—White Tiger Corpse Clamp!

The massive, awe-inspiring White Tiger charged forward to kill.

A tempest howled as its claws, each the size of a grown man's torso, descended with enough force to smash Hong Yu to a pulp with a single swat!

Facing this attack, Hong Yu suddenly looked up, the corners of his lips curling into a playful arc.

BOOM! A powerful current of air erupted from where he stood, surging in all directions. It made his robes flutter wildly and intensified his surging momentum, whipping his long black hair about in the wind and making him look like an unparalleled Demon Venerable.

Zhang Weihu had a personal grudge with Landy, which was why he rammed the Celestial Dragon Warship.

Hong Yu felt no resentment or anger about that.

However...

He had dared to attack Xu Wudi—to lay a hand on one of his friends. That had crossed Hong Yu's bottom line.

A dragon has a reversed scale; touch it, and you die!

"ROAR!"

His Divine Demon Wings suddenly vibrated, and a black light streaked through the air.

Hong Yu's figure shot toward the massive tiger claw like a bolt of lightning. The Cyan Celestial Transformation Dragon Technique surged, covering his arm in a layer of cyan Dragon Scales, and his gaze turned cold and profound.

He smashed his fist forward!

BOOM!

When a dragon and a tiger fight, the dragon is always superior!

The giant tiger claw was sent flying by the punch. Propelled by his Divine Demon Wings, Hong Yu's speed was incredible; he instantly dodged the White Tiger Illusion and closed the distance to Zhang Weihu.

"Not good!"

A look of horror crossed Zhang Weihu's face.

He stamped on the void, preparing to retreat.

But how could his speed compare to Hong Yu's, who was borne by the Divine Demon Wings?

As Hong Yu charged forward, he closed in on Zhang Weihu until they were body to body. Their eyes met, and brilliant sparks of scorching battle intent seemed to fly between them!

Zhang Weihu's expression was grim and uncertain. He ground his teeth. "Kid, do you have any idea who I am? My big brother is a powerhouse ranked in the top fifty Unparalleled True Dragons! If you dare to hurt me, he'll definitely take your life!"

"The top fifty Unparalleled True Dragons?"

Hong Yu paused for a moment.

Inside, however, he was sneering. 'My goal is the Ten Great Unparalleled Prodigies. Why would I be afraid of a mere Unparalleled True Dragon?'

"Don't you think your threats sound a little hollow?"

Hong Yu gave a cold smile. "Weren't you so arrogant before? Said you were going to put a collar on me and walk me like a dog? Why the sudden change to threatening me with your big brother's power? Don't tell me... you're scared?"

"Scared? Me, scared?"

Zhang Weihu's expression flickered.

He was, in fact, a little scared.

He had never expected Hong Yu to be so powerful, catching him completely off guard.

But how could he admit it? "Kid, if you've got the guts, just try and touch me! I guarantee you'll regret ever being born!"

"You're not the first person to say that to me, but..."

Hong Yu took a deep breath. A light flowed over his fist, and his knuckles cracked loudly as he flexed his fingers, the power within them deep and vast. "Everyone who's said that to me before has either gone to Hell or been turned into a cripple, no longer qualified to act so arrogantly in my presence. And today, I'm going to show you that you aren't qualified to make me feel regret, either!"

HUMMM!

A heavy fist, like a bolt of thunder, slammed—BANG!—into Zhang Weihu's chest.

"WAAH!"

Zhang Weihu coughed up a great mouthful of blood.

His body plummeted like a falling star, shooting—WHOOSH!—toward the Tiger King Warship.

CRASH!

How tough is the physical body of a Primordial Embryo Realm powerhouse? And just how ferocious was the force of Hong Yu's punch?

The combination of the two sent Zhang Weihu flying backward like a cannonball.

He slammed into the Tiger King Battleship.

The hull shuddered violently, and its Defensive Array activated automatically. But Hong Yu's punch had been far too savage—impossibly hard, impossibly strong, and utterly ferocious.

Zhang Weihu's body smashed right through the Defensive Array and crashed heavily onto the deck of the Tiger King Battleship, snapping the thick mast. The sail collapsed with a great crash, bringing down the White Tiger Duchy's banner, which was emblazoned with a majestic White Tiger.

HISS!

Everyone sucked in a sharp breath of cold air.

How formidable was the Tiger King Battleship? It was a vessel even stronger than the Celestial Dragon Battleship.

And its Defensive Array was undeniably powerful!

Yet Hong Yu had sent Zhang Weihu flying with a single punch and, using his body as a projectile, had shattered that Defensive Array. The power of that punch was simply terrifying!

"Holy moly, who is this kid? Since when did the Ice Kingdom have such a badass character?"

"That's definitely a powerhouse of the Ultimate True Dragon Level!"

"Looking at his combat power, I'm afraid he could contend for the top ninety among the Unparalleled True Dragons. So strong! I'll have to find a chance to get acquainted!"

Just as everyone was expressing their awe and astonishment...

Hong Yu's eyes suddenly narrowed. He glanced toward the sky to his front-left, where a hulking white figure was striding through the void, running toward them with the heavy gait of a Dragon Walk and Tiger Stride.

His gaze was like a razor's edge, so sharp it was hard to look at him directly.

A deep, slightly hoarse voice slowly rang out, like rumbling thunder...

"You dare injure my little brother? What audacious gall!"