Chapter 305: Chapter 242: Emperor Dragon Fist

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“I heard that Your Highness, the Prince of Xiang, not only cultivated the Imperial Realm Worldly Skill, which is reputed as one of the top ten divine skills in the world, but also mastered the Emperor Dragon Fist to near perfection,” Pei Xuanjing’s calm voice resonated, reaching the ears of everyone and penetrating their hearts.

Merely by the tone of his voice, one could sense his awe-inspiring aura of looking down upon the world with disdain.

While speaking, he slowly raised his clean and slender hands. His True Qi circulated, causing his muscles, bones, and skin to pulse. His internal organs and blood marrow began vibrating in a mysterious rhythm, resulting in an outpour of Blood Qi like a long river flowing behind him.

He then steps forward, his body surrounded by surging Qi waves. A raging wind howls, and his five fingers form a palm. Purple and blue thunder light converges in his palm, and with the sound of thunder, what appears to be a Thunder God forms in the palm of his hand.

Boom!

It was as if thunder was striking from the ground, Pei Xuanjing stepped out, carrying infinite Gang wind, transforming the boiling Blood Qi around him into a solid entity, unleashing a wild wind and thunderstorm.

Pei Xuanjing’s Shenxiao Thunder Palm this time was not a casual strike like before but contained the massive strength of his own physical body.

The power in that palm was terrifyingly potent.

Zhu Yousong, the one directly facing this strike, understood more than anyone the terror of this attack, as well as why Pei Xuanjing has such confidence.

Facing this single strike, an ordinary first-grade martial artist would be left with no room to counter, and could only wait for death.

“However, this strike, although powerful, is far from enough for me,” Zhu Yousong silently vowed to himself.

In an instant, his Blood Qi surged, and a rolling hot aura filled around him. Stamping his feet, he punched out – the air echoed with continuous booms, as if the air itself was being blasted.

As the fist was unleashed, the fierce and overbearing fist power seemed to transform into a roaring Golden Dragon, embodying the aura of a sovereign that could suppress everything.

Emperor Dragon Fist!

This is one of the unique martial arts of the Great Ming royal family, an unmatched offensive tactic. Even royal experts only have a chance to learn this secret if they are exceptional talents.

“I did not expect that Prince of Xiang even cultivated the Emperor Dragon Fist. No wonder he could compete against Zhao Baiyang and the Diamond Sect’s Master two against one. The Imperial Realm Worldly Skill and the Emperor Dragon Fist, Zhu Yousong who carries these two unique skills, if I had made the move, it is unclear who would have emerged victorious,” Baiyun Temple’s Master Guan slightly raises his eyebrows, quietly speculating in his heart.

Each unique martial art represents a singular, unparalleled skill in the world.

Just because Pei Xuanjing has encountered many opponents with unique martial arts, does not mean these techniques are as common as cabbage by the roadside.

In actuality, that is a fallacy. Since Pei Xuanjing advanced to the First-grade Realm, all the opponents and enemies he faced, each of these powerful beings that possessed unique martial arts, either hailed from prominent families with profound backgrounds or creatures of exceptional luck.

Let’S be clear, even when he was in Northwest Dao dominating one side, the Diamond Gate, their cultivation of Dragon Elephant Art was only a semi-unique skill, not quite top-tier.

One could say, in this world, to get a chance to obtain a unique martial art, is already an immense fortune, equivalent to obtaining a ticket to the highest tier.

Only such forces like the Royal Family, the True Martial Sect, and the Dragon Tiger Mountain have a number of unique martial arts in their possession. Even then, the chances for their disciples to cultivate these unique martial arts is extremely faint, let alone cultivating two unique martial arts simultaneously.

You could say, when Prince Xiang, Zhu Yousong, revealed his two unique martial arts, he had already made countless people extremely envious, even to the point of dying of jealousy.

Even though, at present, those influential figures who came here hold high positions in their respective organizations, among them, those who are eligible to access their exclusive martial arts probably do not exceed half.

Even those who have the chance to come in contact with these martial arts, likely had to provide countless contributions, make countless sacrifices to their Heart Teachings, and still wouldn’t necessarily receive complete instruction.

That’s why, at this moment, the thoughts of these people subtly began to change again.

Your Great Ming Royal Family dominates the world, yet you are unwilling to return what belongs to us, truly outrageous!

It would be best for Pei Xuanjing to strike dead this Zhu Yousong and then we can equally divide the world of Great Ming!

Some people were ruthlessly thinking in their hearts.

Everyone had different thoughts, eagerly waiting for the result of the first confrontation between the two.

Boom!

The contact of two palms brackets echoed with the sound of thunder.

The surging Qi, the overwhelming True Qi, burning Blood Qi, and the immensely formidable thunder and Dragon that seeks to suppress everything clashed violently, like a world -ending thunderbolt clashing with an enraged sky dragon.

In a radius of several dozen feet, the already uneven ground suddenly sank and formed a giant pit, countless fragments of stone pavement shot out with a gust of wind.

wow!

The place was not short of experts; they gently waved their sleeves, deflecting the flying fragments of stone, then setting their burning gaze upon the two in the center, eager to know the outcome of this encounter.

As the dust settled, the figures of the two reemerged again.

Pei Xuanjing still stood quietly on the spot, his face serene, not a speck of dust on him.

Contrarily, the Prince of Xiang, Zhu Yousong, looked pale, his eyes filled with unrestrained shock. His arms hanging at his sides were shaking slightly, fresh blood trickling down his back.

Seeing the situation, it was clear who was the victor and who was the loser in the last exchange.

“The Emperor Dragon Fist combined with the Imperial Realm Worldly Skill is indeed extraordinary,” Pei Xuanjing complimented with a smile.

This compliment was not the least bit insincere; in front of him, the seemingly ordinary Zhu Yousong is indeed worthy of being a royal family’s elite.

In the last exchange, Pei Xuanjing had completely figured out all the details of his opponent and understood how he could independently fight Zhao Baiyang and the Diamond Sect’s Master, all the while letting the fully developed Diamond Sect’s Master suffer a significant injury.

Who would have thought that Zhu Yousong beside him not only cultivated his True Qi to the pinnacle realm but also achieved remarkable recognition on the physical martial path. If he were to measure just based on his body, he could almost equal a Second-Class martial artist, just a slight opportunity short of stepping into the First-Grade Realm?

This couldn’t help but bring about plenty of surprises for Pei Xuanjing.

‘Would Your Highness like to know how much effort I used in this exchange?” Zhu Yousong, after quelling the surging True Qi in his body, asked in confusion.

The confrontation just now made him realize how formidable Pei Xuanjing was indeed. It was only after truly facing that palm strike could he clearly feel how horrifying it was..