The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Behind the two men, their Fate Dragons emerged.

Gu Changfeng seized more than half of Gongsun Long's fate power, causing his eighteen-zhang Fate Dragon to grow once more, reaching a length of nineteen zhang!

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly.

How was it that other people's Fate Dragons grew so easily? His own nine dragons had absorbed so much fate power already, yet they showed absolutely no signs of growth!

What he did not realize was that while he envied others, others envied him even more.

The sight of nine golden dragons appearing together, each nine zhang long, had already caused countless people to doubt their own lives from sheer jealousy.

Returning to the preparation area, Gu Changfeng cast Ling Feng a meaningful look before bowing respectfully.

"Junior Brother Ling, thank you."

Ling Feng rubbed his nose lightly and merely smiled faintly without saying anything.

He did not really consider it guidance. He had only exchanged more moves with Gu Changfeng because he appreciated meeting a worthy opponent. Nothing more.

Very soon, after a brief rest, the puppet referee once again announced the next round expressionlessly.

"Fifth match, Ao Jue versus Ling Feng!"

Before the voice had even faded, the entire venue erupted into chaos.

Ao Jue!

One of the three greatest favorites to win this Sunset Heaven Selection!

Ten years ago, he had already taken third place in the tournament. Ten years later, he had risen even further and now even surpassed Li Yanluo.

A king among heavenly geniuses like him was finally stepping onto the stage!

While the crowd shouted excitedly, many also silently pitied Ling Feng.

It seemed that Ling Feng's winning streak was finally about to end.

And that incomparably tempting Nine Dragon Supreme Fate would probably be divided up by someone else at last.

The audience below became completely exhilarated.

Countless blazing gazes shot toward the arena like sharp arrows piercing through space itself, burning with excitement.

The upper echelons of the three sects all straightened slightly.

The battle they cared most about was naturally the clash between the supreme geniuses!

Ao Jue had already suppressed countless peers ten years ago. Now, after another decade of growth, just how powerful had he become?

He, Shi Haoxuan, and Ye Ting were known collectively as the Three Great Geniuses. Although Ao Jue's reputation was slightly inferior to Shi Haoxuan and Ye Ting, until the three actually fought one another, who could confidently say which of them was strongest?

One only needed to recall his battle against Gongsun Long.

Ao Jue had remained standing motionless from beginning to end, yet Gongsun Long had failed to touch even a single hair on his body.

That alone was enough to demonstrate his terrifying strength.

"Hahahahaha!"

Ao Jue suddenly burst into loud laughter.

He had long been looking forward to fighting Ling Feng, and now the opportunity had truly arrived!

Since Ling Feng could suppress Gu Changfeng, then among the top ten contestants, his strength was probably second only to the Three Great Geniuses.

Of course, there was also the strangely powerful Yu Linglong, whose abilities were rather troublesome as well.

Still, compared to her, Ao Jue preferred fighting Ling Feng.

After all, Yu Linglong looked far too adorable. Striking against her almost felt like committing a crime.

"Ling Feng! Let me see just how capable this dark horse truly is!"

Ao Jue leaped onto the arena first. His battle will blazed like raging flames, seemingly burning through the heavens themselves.

The same battle will ignited within Ling Feng's eyes.

Swoosh!

A white shadow flashed past as Ling Feng shot onto the arena, his gaze blazing brightly.

In the next instant, the spectators could vaguely make out Ling Feng striking with his palm while Ao Jue answered with a punch!

And astonishingly, Ao Jue's fist actually shattered the void itself!

Ao Jue had clearly already reached the realm of shattering the void through sheer strength.

Bang!

Palm and fist collided violently.

Ling Feng's palm strike had already exhausted its previous force while new force had yet to emerge. Meeting Ao Jue's punch head-on under such circumstances caused his figure to flicker through the void as he was blasted all the way back to the edge of the arena.

In this very first exchange, Ao Jue had faintly gained the upper hand!