Ten Thousand Dragons Technique-Chapter 316: Battle!

Lin Xuan pursued the Tyrannosaurus Spear deep into the ancient palace, finally locating it. He was overjoyed and prepared to claim the weapon, but at that very moment, the sound of splitting air came from behind. A figure, moving like a bolt of lightning, rushed to a position directly above Lin Xuan. A hand, shaped like an eagle’s talon, clawed down fiercely.

Sensing this power, Lin Xuan’s expression changed. His figure flickered, and he dodged in an instant, leaving only an afterimage in his place. The eagle talon crushed the afterimage and tore into the earth below.

RUMBLE.

The ground cracked open, sending dust and debris flying. Lin Xuan retreated, staring at the uninvited guest with his brows tightly furrowed.

"To think you could dodge. Your speed is impressive, but so what? You can’t escape my grasp." A figure emerged from the swirling dust.

Upon seeing him, Lin Xuan’s face paled. "It’s you!"

He recognized the man. It was an elder with flying white hair and sharp, chilling eyes. Wasn’t this the Nine-Star Elder from the Celestial King’s Mansion? What was he doing here? This was unbelievable. It was common knowledge that this Ancient Relic was only accessible to the younger generation; older, established experts couldn’t enter. So how did this old fellow get in?

"What? Are you surprised? Kid, you dared to cripple the Third Crown Prince. You’re a dead man," the man sneered. "Neither heaven nor earth can save you now." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

The intruder was none other than Elder Qian Xing. He stared at Lin Xuan, his face suffused with killing intent. He didn’t take Lin Xuan seriously at all. Although this was merely a clone, it still possessed the strength of a peak One-Star Grandmaster. As for Lin Xuan’s strength, he had already inquired with the disciples of the Celestial King’s Mansion. They had told him Lin Xuan was at the late-stage of the One-Star realm. Such power was no match for a peak expert, so Elder Qian Xing was unconcerned.

Lin Xuan’s expression was extremely grim. A Nine-Star Grandmaster was not an opponent he could face. He sighed, thinking to himself, Big Black Dog, it looks like I’ll have to ask for your help.

The Big Black Dog replied, No need. This old geezer is just a clone. His cultivation is only at the peak of a One-Star Grandmaster. I don’t need to intervene; you can handle him yourself.

What? A clone? Peak One-Star? Lin Xuan was stunned by the revelation. He then shot a peculiar look at Elder Qian Xing, scrutinizing him.

"Kid, kneel and accept your death. Resistance is futile. You are no match for me," Elder Qian Xing said coldly.

"Hahahaha!" Lin Xuan suddenly burst into laughter. "A mere clone dares to act so arrogantly before me?"

"You actually recognized this is a clone?" Elder Qian Xing was incredibly surprised. Even a clone was not something an ordinary young person could see through. It seemed this kid really did have some skill. But so what. "To deal with you, a clone is more than enough!"

Elder Qian Xing snorted coldly and suddenly lashed out, his hand shooting toward Lin Xuan like an eagle’s talon.

In the Grandmaster realm, every minor advancement brought a heaven-and-earth-shattering change in power. Therefore, while late-stage One-Star and peak One-Star seemed close, the gap in strength was immense. A peak One-Star expert could easily suppress a late-stage one.

Elder Qian Xing hadn’t used his full strength in this attack, but in his view, it would be more than enough to easily defeat Lin Xuan. He had no intention of letting Lin Xuan die so easily. He would capture him and take him back for proper torture. Since he dared to cripple the Third Crown Prince, a simple death was too much to hope for. He would soon learn the meaning of a fate worse than death.

Facing such an attack, Lin Xuan remained unfazed. He clenched his hand into a fist and unleashed the World-Ending Flood Dragon Fist, punching straight ahead.

The fist and the eagle talon collided with a deafening roar. A terrifying storm of energy swept out in all directions, and then both attacks dissipated into thin air. Lin Xuan stood his ground, completely unmoved.

Across from him, Elder Qian Xing was dumbfounded. "Impossible! How could you have blocked that?"

Elder Qian Xing was stunned. His strike should have easily suppressed his opponent, yet he had actually blocked it! This was simply inconceivable.

"Dammit!" Elder Qian Xing snorted coldly, and the next moment, the power in his body erupted once more. He lashed out with another claw, the force behind it even more dreadful than before, as if it could tear the very void asunder.

Lin Xuan punched again, the power of his World-Ending Flood Dragon Fist now even more terrifying. Combined with the power of his Myriad Dragon Body, this punch could sweep away everything in its path.

BOOM!

With a deafening sound, Elder Qian Xing was knocked back. He stumbled backward five consecutive steps before he could stop, his entire arm trembling slightly.

"How is this possible?" Elder Qian Xing’s eyes were nearly popping out of their sockets. He had actually been repelled by his opponent. What kind of joke was this! How could this kid possess such strength? He stared at Lin Xuan, his expression grim and uncertain.

Lin Xuan, however, just sneered. "Old geezer, I told you. A mere clone is no match for me."

"I really did underestimate you," Elder Qian Xing’s face turned gloomy. "I never expected your combat power to have already reached the peak of the One-Star realm. How utterly heaven-defying."

Elder Qian Xing was incredibly shocked. Just half a year ago, his opponent only had the combat power of an early-stage One-Star. Now, he was at the peak of the One-Star realm. In just six months, his combat power had advanced by three minor realms. This was simply monstrous. No wonder the emperor had bestowed upon him the title of Champion Marquis. No wonder everyone said Lin Xuan had the Saint’s Appearance. This talent was truly too extraordinary.

No, he couldn’t be allowed to grow any further. Otherwise, he would become an endless source of trouble for the Celestial King’s Mansion. He had to kill Lin Xuan right here, right now.

"Kid, your strength has truly exceeded my expectations," Elder Qian Xing said, his voice cold. "Peak of the One-Star realm! If this news were to spread, it would be enough to shock the Great Xia Country once again. But what a pity you met me. I will not let you leave this Ancient Relic alive. This place will be your grave."

After speaking, Elder Qian Xing let out a cold shout as the Spiritual Power in his body erupted completely. His right hand began to glow with a black light, seemingly transforming into a black eagle.

Flying Eagle Claw.

Elder Qian Xing attacked again, this time using a powerful martial art. The Flying Eagle Claw was his famous ultimate skill. His hand was like a demonic beast—a flying eagle. As he clawed out, black marks appeared in the void, as if space itself was being torn apart. This strike was several times more powerful than before.

Lin Xuan also pushed his Myriad Dragon Body to its limits, wielding the World-Ending Flood Dragon Fist. The Power of Destruction swept out as his fist transformed into a raging Flood Dragon, sweeping across the area to meet the incoming attack.

Their techniques collided with another earth-shattering boom, and this time, both were forced to retreat. They were evenly matched.

"How is this possible?" Elder Qian Xing roared again and again. "Hmph. Let’s see how many of my attacks you can withstand!"

He unleashed the Flying Eagle Claw repeatedly. The air itself seemed to explode under his assault, and the entire space began to tremble violently. Yet, Lin Xuan remained fearless. Like a young Dragon God, he met the attacks with his fists.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Their collisions shook the heavens and the earth, and vicious shockwaves swept out in all directions. In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen moves had been exchanged.

With a final roar, a Flying Eagle Claw shot toward Lin Xuan. He dodged, and five deep fissures were instantly torn into the ground where he had stood. In turn, Lin Xuan punched out, and a devastating power swept forward. Elder Qian Xing hastily dodged, and a massive crater appeared in the spot he had just occupied.

After the exchange, their figures crossed paths, and they turned to face each other once more.

Lin Xuan’s eyes gleamed with excitement, his blood boiling. "Not bad, not bad at all. Old geezer, you’re a decent opponent."

He was genuinely thrilled. Opponents like the Third and Fourth Crown Princes were far too weak, unable to make him exert his true strength. But this Elder Qian Xing made him feel a sense of crisis. He was a powerful opponent, arguably the strongest Lin Xuan had ever faced. Only a strong foe could provide the pressure he needed to improve. Lin Xuan’s blood surged as his will to fight blazed.

On the other side, Elder Qian Xing’s face was as cold as still water, his killing intent palpable. "To think that at only sixteen or seventeen, you already possess such earth-shattering combat power. Even Chu Zhongtian would be no more impressive at your age. Three years from now, you might really be able to catch up to him, maybe even defeat him. But what a pity... you have no future. This time, I will kill you for certain!"

Having said that, Elder Qian Xing took out a pair of gloves and put them on. A sharp, piercing aura immediately emanated from them.

A Grandmaster-grade weapon, the Black Eagle Gloves!

"Black Eagle Claw!"

Elder Qian Xing attacked once more. This time, the power of his claw was far greater than before. Empowered by the Grandmaster-grade gloves, its might reached its absolute peak. The Flood Dragon phantom formed by Lin Xuan’s World-Ending Flood Dragon Fist was instantly torn to shreds by the Black Eagle Claw.

"Hahahaha!" Elder Qian Xing laughed maniacally. "You’re finished, kid! Your fist technique has been broken. What do you have left to fight me with?"

Lin Xuan’s expression changed. What terrifying attack power. It seemed he had no choice but to use the Cyan Dragon Sky-Destroying Hand.

"Who told you the Serpent Fist was my strongest martial art?" Lin Xuan snorted coldly.

"You have something even stronger? Stop bluffing." Elder Qian Xing didn’t believe him.