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Chapter 971: 417: Dragon Elephant Soaring, Holy Lion Bowing

Chapter 971: Chapter 417: Dragon Elephant Soaring, Holy Lion Bowing

“Boom!!!”

Like a meteor, the fist fell, as if thunder had erupted.

A massive ring-shaped shockwave swept through, enveloped in golden-red flames and black-gray soil, shooting out like bullets.

In the distance, the bamboo forest was cut down at waist height, and pieces of bamboo fell down.

Nearby, South Lake, the fountain surged, and dead fish floated up.

In the battlefield center.

There was only a deep pit with a diameter of tens of meters, plunged straight down, with extremely intense heat deforming the air, and black smoke spreading. Semi-transparent quartz crystals formed under high temperature and pressure.

In the pavilion.

The five people who were chatting earlier had stopped talking, focused entirely on the battle between Bai Xiao and the Lion King. Especially Black Sword, who had a good relationship with the Lion King and came together to the Tianxia Federation. Initially when the Knife Sharpening Tea Tasting Meeting began, the Lion King wanted to probe Bai Xiao but was forced back. Black Sword was indifferent, believing that the Lion King hadn’t exerted his full strength. If the two really fought, he thought the Lion King could quickly win.

Even later, when Bai Xiao sparred with Mountain Fist, showcasing strong physique prowess, Black Sword still believed that the Lion King, at full force, could occupy the upper hand.

However, a minute ago, the two started battling, and the whole situation was completely different from what he imagined—reversed, even. Bai Xiao was overpowering the Lion King, maintaining control throughout, relentlessly advancing, aggressively pressing! The Lion King attempted to resist multiple times, even using Holy Lion Fist techniques, but could not reverse the passive situation. His momentum was completely suppressed by Bai Xiao!

“I didn’t expect such figures to exist in the Tianxia Federation…”

Black Sword felt the extremely dominant, wild aura from afar, wanton and fierce. He was secretly alarmed, imagining replacing the Lion King in battle with himself—would the situation be better? The final answer was that both would be equally matched—the opponent’s offensive was too fierce for him to fight back.

“Should we continue?”

“If we keep fighting, once the Martial Arts Will is unleashed, it won’t end simply by sparring.” The old man in white felt something from the black smoke in that distant area and said, frowning slightly.

“I only care about life and death.”

Beside him, the Sword Demon’s towering figure stood like an iron tower, his expression cold and silent. He gazed far at the battlefield, seemingly not focusing on the Lion King, but directing more attention to Bai Xiao.

“Rumble…”

On the battlefield, the ground shook fiercely, and the lake water swayed madly.

At the bottom of the pit, it seemed that some burning peak existence suddenly awoke. Strands of golden hair, akin to forged gold, reflected sunlight. The massive body with kingly demeanor, towering like a moving mountain, shoulders cast in bronze muscles, dark gold mane dangling like a molten sun. When it raised its head, its neck mane flared like burning fiery thorns.

“Roar!!!”

Amidst the golden flame surge, a low growl from the throat of the Holy Lion echoed like earth-shattering thunder.

Under intense threat, Lion King Kawei ultimately used his Martial Arts Will. Within the colossal body of the Holy Lion, his Proud Heart pumped like a powerful engine, pushing hot energy to every corner of the body.

Its massive head huffed heavily, blood flowing from its cheeks.

Evidently, Bai Xiao’s Dragon Elephant Roar had wounded him!

The pain on the surface of his body made Lion King Kawei even angrier. His blood-stained golden hair flared wildly, his pupils burning like fire, fiercely staring at Bai Xiao as if to devour him whole.

“Martial Arts Will has been unleashed.”

“Today, I won’t stop until I’ve severely injured you!”

Lion King Kawei roared thunderously, filled with hatred. Bai Xiao was ultimately just a Transformation Realm Master, without the support of Martial Arts Will. No matter how powerful the fists, how strong the Horizontal Training, how many techniques he had, in the end, they would only lead to defeat!

He still firmly believed this.

“How many times can you use such moves as before!?”

“To suppress me, you used all means in the early stage; thereafter, only miserable defeat awaits you… a momentary victory is not true victory!”

In the pit, Lion King Kawei’s body leaned slightly forward, legs compressed, presenting a stance like a lion lurking before pouncing on prey. Pieces of strong muscle wriggled, power like a bomb, chain-exploding.

“Lion King’s stride!”

This was a first-class bursting light skill!

“Whoosh!”

The crater vibrated dramatically, the quartz crystals on the surface shattering inch by inch, while Kawei leapt out explosively like a lit missile. The golden Qi enveloped him suddenly transformed into the grand, majestic Holy Lion Will. His massive head, ferocious fangs, and mane flowed like burning flames. The bloodthirsty mouth aimed at Bai Xiao, intent on swallowing him whole!

“Whoosh!”

Violent wind blew fiercely, clearing the dense black smoke.

The hazy figure standing by the crater finally became clear.

The towering body over four meters tall emitted scorching golden brilliance, magnificent as if glazed with flames. All over his body, hundreds of bones radiated brilliant gold, like a Furious Dragon with terrifying Qi-Blood burning.

Entering combat form, Bai Xiao was akin to a humanoid savage beast. He faced the charging Lion King Kawei without a trace of fear.

Instead, he stomped the ground.

“Boom!”

Then swung with one hand!

“Bang!”

His arm, like an iron whip, forcibly pierced the air, tearing open a vacuum tunnel. A transparent bowl-shaped air compression cannon appeared on his massive fist, fiercely entangled with rapid Dragon Elephant illusions, merging as he struck out.