Dragon Prince Yuan - Chapter 604

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Roar!

On the chaotic courtyard, Zhao Jing lifted his head skyward and roared . Black light wrapped around his body, making him appear as if he was made of an indestructible, black metal .

The present Zhao Jing was an ape monster .

That fiendish and ruthless aura he exuded was enough to send one’s heart pounding with fear .

At this moment, even Zuoqiu Qingyu and the others had a look of nervousness in their eyes . The present Zhao Jing was far too terrifying .

Chief disciple Liu Fu of the Heavenly Ghost Sect immediately shot a glance at Zuoqiu Qingyu and sneered: “Zhao Yuan is decently strong to be able to force Zhao Jing to use the Ape Demon technique . Unfortunately for him, the price he needs to pay for forcing Zhao Jing's hand is his life . ”

The other chief disciples present were all watching the scene with solemn faces . They knew clearly that they wouldn’t be able to withstand such attacks if they were instead the ones standing in front of Zhao Jing .

The chief disciple ranked second in the Sacred Palace indeed lived up to his reputation .

Boom!

Under the serious looks of countless people, Zhao Jing locked his vicious eyes on Zhou Yuan . This time, he no longer uttered a word . The corner of his mouth curved upwards, revealing an increasingly sinister smile .

“Boom!”

Zhao Jing crouched down slightly and suddenly stomped his feet against the ground, forming a gigantic crack beneath him as he soared upward . His figure, like the ancient ape demon that pounced on the dragon, shrouded Zhou Yuan with his shadow .

“Ape demon’s arm!”

A long hiss rang out, and a black light wrapped around Zhao Jing's right arm . His arm was even growing strands of black hair, and it had, in that instant, turned into a thick ape's arm .

Boom!

A fist blasted out, tearing a huge chasm through the courtyard .

The punch's shadow directly enveloped Zhou Yuan .

The level of ferocity had reached a point where it could not be any fiercer .

In the face of such a terrifying punch, Tang Muxin's and the others’ countenances changed dramatically . Genesis Qi surged from their bodies; they were preparing to lend aid .

While those countless eyes were wide with shock and horror because of Zhao Jing’s destructive punch, Zhou Yuan, who was shrouded in its shadow, maintained a calm and composed demeanour .

The golden light in his eyes was part hidden, part visible . There was a faint golden light that slowly covered his skin . It was as if this light was forming an ancient golden pattern on the surface of his body .

The drop of golden blood in his heart was vibrating violently .

“Boy, get down on your knees!” Zhao Jing roared . His punch, filled with destructive power, came speeding over like a stormy torrent .

Zhou Yuan’s face was devoid of expression . He clenched his hand slowly while a golden light pattern covered his arm .


As the light spread and gradually covered the surface of his fist, an indescribable force roared within his body like an enraged dragon . It was a kind of strength he had never felt before .

The power brought about by the golden blood stage was far beyond Zhou Yuan's imagination .

Boom!

Under countless shocked gazes, Zhou Yuan thrust out his fist . He met Zhao Jing’s destructive punch head on .

“He’s looking to die!” Countless people shook their heads upon witnessing this scene .



Zhou Yuan's fist seemed rather unremarkable in comparison to Zhao Jing’s ape-like fist . They did not understand why Zhou Yuan would be so stupid as to choose to fight head on .

But it was too late to say anything .

The most likely outcome was that Zhou Yuan would be crushed into mincemeat .

Bang!

The moment the two collided, a huge shock wave erupted and frantically expanded . It sent all the slabs in the courtyard whirling into the air . The ground, layer by layer, was constantly lifted and removed .

The disciples of the Cangxuan Sect and the Sacred Palace repeatedly retreated .

If the chief disciples of all sides had not acted together at the same time, the impact of the collision could have destroyed the entire manor .

As the shock wave gradually faded, all eyes fixed on the middle of the courtyard .

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated .

All eyes fell on the two figures .

The two maintained the same position as before . Their fists were touching each other, and their bodies seemed to have not moved an inch .

“Who won?” Countless eyes were staring at them . Eyebrows were drawn together in puzzlement because it seemed impossible to determine the battle's outcome based on the scene in front of them .

Hou Tian was also staring at the courtyard . He frowned slightly, similarly unclear about the situation .

“What’s the situation?” the other chief disciples beside him asked .

Huo Tian said indifferently, “Zhao Jing should have won . His punch was so powerful that even I would have needed to use a lot of effort to withstand such a strike . That Zhou Yuan is asking for death by meeting that punch head on . ”



The other Sacred Palace chief disciples nodded . They were equally aware of Zhao Jing’s strength .

None of them could have withstood that punch . That Zhou Yuan had to have undoubtedly died .

Tang Muxin and the others were also nervously watching the scene .

“That fool, why would he go head on against Zhao Jing!” Baili Che couldn't help but scold him through gritted teeth . If Zhou Yuan was killed, the Cangxuan Sect would be the one to lose face .

The other chief disciples didn't speak, but there was worry in their eyes .

On the pavilion, everyone was holding their breath . Even Zuoqiu Qingyu couldn’t help but clench her hands tightly . Her beautiful eyes were transfixed on the scene below, not daring to look away .

The atmosphere throughout the manor also seemed to have solidified along with the stillness of the two figures in the courtyard .

Such stillness lasted dozens of breaths .

In the center of the square, Zhou Yuan's eyelids moved slightly as he looked at the tall, ape-like figure before him . He slowly took a deep breath in through the nose .

His body was the first to move . He slowly withdrew his fist, but he did not take another glance at Zhao Jing . Instead, he brushed past Zhao Jing and headed straight towards Tang Muxin and the others .

On the other hand, Zhao Jing was still motionless .

Everybody stared at Zhou Yuan in astonishment .

“Zhao Jing, what are you doing?” Hou Tian thundered .

No one was certain as to what had happened .

“Boy, what have you done to him?” Huo Tian's gloomy eyes turned to Zhou Yuan .



Zhou Yuan halted his footsteps and spoke in a gentle voice: “It seems that the Sacred Palace's physical body technique is not as strong as I thought . So what reason do you have to laugh at my Cangxuan Sect?

“As for him?”

Zhou Yuan tilted his head slightly, his expression cold and detached . He stretched out two fingers . The next moment, a loud snap echoed across the courtyard .

Bang!

It was at that moment when he snapped his fingers that everyone was shocked to find that Zhao Jing’s thick, ape-like right arm had actually shattered into pieces!

Blood was jetting everywhere!

His entire arm had exploded!

Zhao Jing slowly began to collapse, his body falling backwards .

Hua!

The atmosphere of the whole manor was boiling, and countless gazes contained intense disbelief and horror .

All eyes then gathered on the young figure whose back was facing Zhao Jing .

Their eyes were all full of astonishment .

Who would have thought that Zhou Yuan, who seemed to have been at a disadvantage during that terrifying thunderous impact, could counter-attack with one punch and cause Zhao Jing’s ape-like arm to explode to pieces!

What kind of terrifying force was that?

Within the manor, fear gradually filled the eyes focusing on Zhou Yuan .

None of them would have thought that the newly appointed chief disciple of Saint Genesis Peak, who was a nobody amongst the seven chief disciples of Cangxuan Sect, was a guardian asura!