Chapter 543 - 538: Dragon Race Martial Arts

Chapter 543: Chapter 538: Dragon Race Martial Arts

Numerous figures appeared from all directions, completely surrounding them. The man in the lead was no stranger—it was Ao Lie!

After leaving the Ancient Ruins, the first thing he did was summon a large contingent of Flood Dragon Clan experts. They had waited here for three days for Ning Jiang to finally emerge.

’This is trouble.’

Gu Huaying’s expression turned grave. Among the Flood Dragon Clan experts who had arrived, three were at the Heaven-Reaching Realm!

If those experts made a move, she and Ning Jiang would stand no chance with their current strength.

"Ao Lie, this grudge is between you and Ning Jiang, yet you’re having your Flood Dragon Clan seniors get involved. Have you no shame?" Gu Huaying called out.

"Hmph, rest assured. The grudge between me and this man will be settled by my own hands. The others are merely here to back me up and prevent this whelp from escaping."

Ao Lie said arrogantly. As a prodigy on the Hidden Dragon List, his pride was immense. "Ning Jiang, our last battle was left undecided. Let’s settle it now!"

When he fought Ning Jiang before, Liu Yama and his group had suddenly intruded, interrupting their battle.

And now, he would continue that fight and determine who was the superior one!

"If you’re looking to die, I’ll be happy to oblige."

Ning Jiang’s gaze landed on Ao Lie, his eyes holding not a trace of fear. Waves of battle intent radiated from his body.

"Hahaha! You’re the first person who has ever dared to speak to me like that, Ning Jiang. I hope you don’t disappoint me."

Ao Lie threw his head back and laughed. He took a single step, and his body instantly transformed, becoming a Flood Dragon tens of yards long.

He assumed his Flood Dragon Body right from the start. His previous battle with Ning Jiang had taught him that he stood no chance of victory unless he went all out.

Whatever grudge he held against Ning Jiang, he had to admit that in terms of strength, his opponent was a formidable foe.

Even a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit. As a prodigy on the Hidden Dragon List, he naturally understood this principle.

ROAR!

After transforming, Ao Lie’s body twisted once and vanished. Underwater, the speed advantage of the Flood Dragon Clan was on full display.

In the blink of an eye, Ao Lie was before Ning Jiang, his massive claw slashing down viciously, tearing the very seawater apart.

A strike like that was far too fast for the naked eye to follow.

But Ning Jiang moved as if he had anticipated it. His body swayed like a nimble dragon, evading the strike. He instantly reappeared at Ao Lie’s flank, the Thunder Dragon Sword unsheathed, and unleashed a sharp Sword Aura that streaked like a thunderbolt.

"Petty tricks."

Ao Lie’s tail whipped out like a bolt of lightning, shattering the Sword Aura.

The strength of his physical body was no less than that of an Upper Grade Spiritual Treasure; in fact, it was even a notch above an ordinary one.

However, Ning Jiang followed his first strike with several more in quick succession. Each slash targeted Ao Lie’s vitals, each one a killing blow.

"Roar of the Flood Dragon!"

Ao Lie didn’t dodge. Instead, he opened his maw and unleashed a sonic wave. The wave stirred up roiling currents in the sea, and as it merged with the power of the water, it grew even more formidable.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

A series of earth-shattering explosions erupted underwater, throwing the area into a chaotic boil.

"Ning Jiang, my Flood Dragon Clan are the favored children of the sea! Here in the water, I hold a natural advantage. How can you possibly fight me?"

As Ao Lie spoke, the surrounding water began to vibrate. Ning Jiang could feel it condensing around him, hardening like steel, threatening to crush him to pulp.

Under such pressure, an ordinary person would find it difficult to even move a finger, let alone swing a weapon.

But Ning Jiang was different. He was not only a Sword Cultivator but also a Body Cultivator, and his formidable physique granted him extraordinary Power.

"Break!"

Ning Jiang roared, and Thunderbolt erupted from his entire body. The qi and blood within him thundered like a surging ocean, and with a tremendous sound, the pressure of the surrounding water was shattered.

But this wasn’t Ao Lie’s killing blow. He was well aware of Ning Jiang’s strength and knew such a simple technique wouldn’t be enough to trap him.

"Moving Sea Dragon Tide!" Ao Lie roared.

RUMBLE!

The seawater for thousands of feet around him fell under his control, condensing into one Flood Dragon after another. The dragons weren’t large individually, but they numbered in the hundreds, even thousands, a densely packed and shocking sight.

"Kill."

Ao Lie gave the command.

All the Flood Dragons lunged at Ning Jiang. Each one was startlingly lifelike, and the power contained within it was enough to injure an expert at the Earth Martial Realm Late Stage.

With so many Flood Dragons rampaging at once, even an expert at the Earth Martial Realm Peak would have to fall back and avoid the brunt of the assault.

Ning Jiang’s expression remained unchanged. Gripping his Thunder Dragon Sword, he let out a long, piercing cry. In that instant, he achieved Man and Sword as One, transforming into a thread of Sword Aura that shot forward.

PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!

Through the water, the thread of sword light continuously pierced through one Flood Dragon after another.

Condensing Sword into Silk—this technique required an extremely high level of Swordsmanship mastery, concentrating an attack to its absolute limit to produce terrifying destructive power.

In less than ten breaths’ time, Ning Jiang had completely annihilated every last Flood Dragon.

"Ao Lie, is this all you’ve got?" Ning Jiang’s breathing was even; that single sword technique had cost him almost nothing.

This sight made Ao Lie’s heart grow heavy. It seemed Ning Jiang’s internal Spiritual Qi was incredibly abundant. If the fight dragged on, it would be to his disadvantage.

"Ning Jiang, that was just a warm-up. Now, I’ll let you witness the true ultimate art of my Flood Dragon Clan!"

The words had barely left his mouth when Ao Lie’s body shot forward. The surrounding water seemed to merge with him, and despite his incredible speed, he didn’t create the slightest ripple.

"Dragon Claw Hand!"

His claw shot out. Though it looked like a simple strike, it seemed to encompass the entirety of Martial Arts, giving one the feeling that it was the ultimate expression of combat—utterly inescapable.

Furthermore, the strike projected a spiritual pressure that created a faint illusion in the mind: Ao Lie was no longer a Flood Dragon, but had become a true Dragon!

This was ancient Dragon Race Martial Arts.

"The Flood Dragon Clan’s Dragon Race Martial Arts!" Gu Huaying’s pupils contracted as she recognized the technique.

She had once heard from the Celestial Treasure King that the ancestor of the Flood Dragon Clan, the Flood Dragon King, had a fortuitous encounter long ago and obtained some authentic Dragon Race Martial Arts.

This Dragon Claw Hand technique was one of them!

The moment the claw appeared, the water around Ning Jiang instantly solidified. It was as if Time itself had frozen, with only the giant Dragon Claw continuing its descent.

Just as the Dragon Claw was about to strike Ning Jiang, the Thunderbolt on his body erupted, coalescing into a towering Dharma Body—the Thunder Dharma Body.

But before this claw, even the resilient Thunder Dharma Body could not hold. It was shattered in an instant, revealing Ning Jiang within.

’Dragon Race Martial Arts... Now this is interesting.’

Ning Jiang’s gaze was perfectly calm as he slashed out with his sword.