Chapter 697
"Duo!" Ling Han roared loudly . Like a blossoming clap of spring thunder, it instantly dispersed Jia Ming's oppressive presence .
"You must cultivate physical arts, right?" Jia Ming said to Ling Han, and without waiting for Ling Han to respond, he then continued on all by himself, "I also cultivate physical arts . Might as well tell you, everyone in the Earth Dragon Sect cultivates physical arts . This is what's different about our sect . "
He paused shortly, then went on, "Telling you this is to let you know, if your confidence originates from physical arts, that's an unrealistic delusion . The physical art I cultivate is Earth Dragon Chant—after mastering it, one would possess the power of an earth dragon, crushing everything!"
Ling Han couldn't help but laugh, and said, "When the world first came to be, tens of thousands of divine beasts evolved, and the strongest divine beast is the true dragon and true phoenix, so what rank's the earth dragon?" He cultivated Nine Dragons Tyrant Art, and didn't even boast of being able to possess the power of nine true dragons . You only possess the power of one earth dragon, so what heck does that even count for?
Moreover, it was also because no one mastered it, or else he'd be able to blow Jia Ming to the ends of earth with a breath .
Jia Ming snorted, and said, "Everyone assumes the true dragon to be superior, yet they don't know that the earth dragon doesn't lose out to the true dragon at all!"
Ling Han waved his hand, and said, "Now you're changing to disputing the divine beast ranks with me?"
Jia Ming cracked a smile and revealed two rows of thick white teeth . The upper two canine teeth stuck out like the fangs of a beast, appearing quite shocking . He said, "Of course not, I only want you to know just how powerful the earth dragon is! And I possess the powerful earth dragon's bloodline, and every other day, my ancestral blood will recover a little, becoming stronger and stronger . "
Hu Niu suddenly clapped her small hands and shouted in a realization, "Hmm, aren't earth dragons earthworms?"
Ling Han laughed loudly, and said, "That's right . We're now listening to a small earthworm brag all the way to the heavens . "
Everyone smiled, while Hu Niu laughed loudly . She always gave Ling Han the most face .
Jia Ming reached out with his right hand, with veins pulsating and blood surging with a gurgling sound . Hong, his headful of black hair curled backwards, and blood-red Qi erupted from within his body as if something terrifying was about to awaken .
Ling Han was slightly shocked . This person's blood surged like thunder, showing his surprising attainments in physical arts .
In terms of the level of arts, the Nine Dragons Tyrant Art was definitely higher than the Earth Dragon Chant, but before cultivating them to the extremes, it was hard to tell which of the two was better .
It was just like the extreme of one was one hundred and the other was one thousand—before reaching one hundred, the Earth Dragon Chant wouldn't be inferior to the Nine Dragons Tyrant Art . The difference lay in that the Nine Dragons Tyrant Art could allow Ling Han to reach one hundred faster .
The two were both in the Spiritual Infant Tier, and obviously far from reaching the extreme, so Ling Han definitely couldn't underestimate the other party .
Ling Han stepped out from the crowd and also twisted his neck and moved his hands and feet . Pa, pa, pa, the bones all over his body also let out loud crackles as his blood sped up in circulation, gurgling like thunder .
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