Ten Thousand Dragons Technique-Chapter 259: Beating Up the Young Celestial King!

Chapter 259: Chapter 259: Beating Up the Young Celestial King!

The Young Prince walked toward the place where Lin Xuan had been suppressed, but at that moment, the mountains and rivers ahead suddenly began to shake.

RUMBLE...

The mountains cracked open and the rivers reversed their flow as Lin Xuan’s figure emerged. He stood there, completely unscathed.

"What? How is this possible?" The Young Prince’s eyes nearly popped out of his head.

The surrounding crowd was also stunned. Lin Xuan hadn’t lost. He had actually withstood the Mountain and River Map. It was unbelievable!

Insane! At that moment, everyone went mad!

The people from Wangyue Pavilion breathed a collective sigh of relief. They had been worried to death just now. They roared frantically, "Lin Xuan is invincible!"

The members of the Star Pavilion stared at Lin Xuan in utter shock. Their previous arrogance had vanished completely. Shangguan Hao could no longer manage a smile; his expression was uglier than if he had been crying. The other families and sects were in an uproar. This scene was entirely beyond their expectations.

The most shocked of all were the people from the Prince’s Mansion.

Their elders exclaimed, "Impossible! How can he be unscathed?"

"Could he have blocked the power of the Mountain and River Map?"

Are you kidding me?

This Mountain and River Map was a Grandmaster-grade artifact. Even if the Young Prince couldn’t unleash one hundred percent of its power, he should have been able to wield at least half of it. Logically, not even the top-tier prodigies should be able to block it so easily. Yet, Lin Xuan had done it!

Unbelievable! It was simply heaven-defying!

"You actually blocked it!" the Young Prince snarled, staring at Lin Xuan in disbelief. "Are you wearing Grandmaster-grade Battle Armor?"

Yes, that must be it.

The crowd had a sudden realization. It seemed Lin Xuan also possessed a Grandmaster-grade treasure!

The Star Pavilion Master gritted his teeth and said, "That brat earned the Manor Master’s appreciation at Sword Casting Manor and received a mysterious treasure. It must be a suit of battle armor."

"Your Mountain and River Map is nothing special," Lin Xuan snorted, activating his Red Scale Armor.

One by one, draconic scales bloomed across his body, illuminating the entire area. At this moment, Lin Xuan seemed to have transformed into a humanoid true dragon. The people around him were dumbfounded.

"Heavens, what kind of battle armor is that? It’s terrifying!"

"Those dragon scales are so dazzling!"

Even the elders of the royal family were shocked. They could feel a potent draconic power emanating from the armor. This armor was extremely extraordinary. Was this Lin Xuan’s trump card?

"I see. So you have a powerful suit of battle armor!" the Young Prince sneered. "But so what? Apart from the Mountain and River Map and the Green Lotus Fire, I also have the Celestial King’s Ancient Mirror."

He prepared to take out the mirror, ready to use all his trump cards against Lin Xuan at once.

But Lin Xuan was faster.

"You can take one of my punches first," Lin Xuan said coldly. He immediately executed the World-Ending Flood Dragon Fist, rocketing forward.

The Young Prince tried to dodge, but Lin Xuan’s Wandering Dragon Step was so swift that he appeared before his opponent in an instant, slamming a punch into his body.

BOOM!

The Young Prince was sent flying backward like a meteor. He landed far in the distance, retched, and spat out a mouthful of blood, his entire face twisting in pain. The destructive power of the World-Ending Flood Dragon Fist continued to erupt within his body, tearing at his meridians. The Young Prince was in so much pain he wished he were dead.

"Young Prince, are you all right?" The people of the Prince’s Mansion were overcome with worry.

The others were also dumbfounded. They never expected the Young Prince to be sent flying in the blink of an eye. It was inconceivable.

"The World-Ending Flood Dragon Fist! It’s the World-Ending Flood Dragon Fist!" The people from Wangyue Pavilion cheered with excitement.

The rest of the crowd was shocked. So this was the legendary World-Ending Flood Dragon Fist? Was its power really so terrifying?

"Damn it!" The Young Prince gritted his teeth and struggled up from the ground, his eyes blazing with fury. "Lin Xuan, I will never let you get away with this!"

"I never planned on letting you go. I told you, I’m going to avenge Senior Sister Ye. You injured her with one move, so I will pay you back a hundredfold. That means I’m going to hit you one hundred times."

"That was only one punch. Ninety-nine to go."

After speaking, Lin Xuan brandished his Serpent Fist and charged forward once again.

The Young Prince’s face turned green.

What? Ninety-nine more punches?!

That first punch had nearly killed him. He couldn’t possibly endure ninety-nine more. He would break.

He roared and frantically channeled the Mountain and River Map while the Green Lotus Fire on his body erupted. A massive lotus flower bloomed around him. With the lotus providing defense, reinforced by the ten thousand mountains of the map, the Young Prince refused to believe that his opponent could break through this time.

Lin Xuan threw a punch, his fist transforming into an peerless flood dragon. This time, he not only used the World-Ending Flood Dragon Fist but also activated his Ten Thousand Dragon Body. Dragon scales manifested all over his physique. Because he was wearing the Red Scale Armor, no one realized that Lin Xuan himself had grown scales; they assumed it was just an effect of the armor.

But the power of this punch was terrifying to the extreme. The thousands of mountains before him were blasted apart by the single blow. The fist, transformed into a flood dragon, was unstoppable, tearing through the mountains and slamming into the Young Prince!

The Young Prince was sent flying again, vomiting blood. However, this time, before he could even begin to fall, Lin Xuan was already behind him. Lin Xuan’s Wandering Dragon Step was pushed to its limit, allowing him to appear at the Young Prince’s back in a flicker. Then came another punch, striking the Young Prince’s back.

The Young Prince was knocked airborne once more, feeling as if his back had been split open.

Lin Xuan continued to use his Wandering Dragon Step, moving like a bolt of lightning to arrive at the Young Prince’s side for another punch.

BAM! BAM! BAM!

Thunderous booms echoed as the Young Prince was battered about like a sandbag. Lin Xuan’s speed was maxed out. Every time he sent the Young Prince flying, he would instantly reappear to strike him again.

All the spectators could see was Lin Xuan’s silhouette darting around like lightning, while the Young Prince was tossed back and forth like a ragdoll. His agonizing screams were endless as huge splatters of blood rained down, staining the arena red.

Everyone was completely astounded. They thought Lin Xuan was joking when he said he’d deliver one hundred punches, but they never imagined he would actually do it.

Wouldn’t the Young Prince be beaten to death at this rate? Was Lin Xuan really this terrifying?

The Star Pavilion was stunned. The Wangyue Pavilion was stunned. The Celestial Sword Sect was stunned. The Ten Thousand Flames Sect was stunned... Everyone was stunned.

The Young Prince’s fate was just too miserable.

By the fifth punch, he had already fainted.

But the sixth punch jolted him awake again.

By the eighth punch, he fainted once more.

But the tenth punch woke him up again.

Just like that, the Young Prince was continuously knocked unconscious, only to be violently woken up by the next blow. His bones were breaking one after another. The sight left the crowd dumbfounded, and many felt their scalps tingle with fear. After one hundred punches, the Young Prince would definitely be crippled.

"Stop! Damn it! Stop!" The people from the Prince’s Mansion were enraged. They roared furiously, but it was useless. Lin Xuan continued, punch after punch, beating the Young Prince until he was vomiting blood and on the verge of collapse.

Damn it all! Unable to bear it any longer, one of the elders rushed toward the arena to stop the match. However, just as he got close, a streak of Sword Qi shot out from the stage and slashed toward him.

SQUELCH!

The elder was sliced in two. The other elders were scared witless.

The Wangyue Pavilion Master sneered, "What do you take this place for? This is the Hidden Dragon Battlefield. No one is allowed to interfere."

When Ye Qingwu was injured earlier, the people from Wangyue Pavilion had not intervened. It wasn’t because they didn’t want to, but because they couldn’t. The arena was protected by an unparalleled array, and anyone who dared to interfere would be killed by it.

The others were shocked. This was the first time they had witnessed the power of the array.

The people from the Prince’s Mansion were going mad with desperation. They didn’t dare to make a move. They all gathered at the edge of the arena, roaring frantically, "Lin Xuan, you stop right now!"

"Damn you, brat! How dare you harm the Young Prince! No one in heaven or on earth will spare you!"

"You’re a dead man! The moment you step down from there, I’ll kill you with a single slap!"