Chapter 600: Defeating the Kings

Chapter 600 -595: Defeating the Kings

A majestic figure stood there, his presence boundlessly domineering, vast enough to swallow thousands of miles.

It was the Flood Dragon King.

“I’d advise you all to attack me together, just to save yourselves the humiliation,” Ning Jiang said, shaking his head. His indifferent gaze seemed to look right through the Flood Dragon King, as if he wasn’t even there.

The Flood Dragon King’s brow twitched. He wasted no more words. With a Dragon Walk and Tiger Stride, he advanced on Ning Jiang.

He, too, had been young once. He carried a deep-seated pride and believed himself second to none. He wanted to see just how much stronger Ning Jiang, who had cleared the Ninth Floor of the Linglong Tower, was compared to him, who had only reached the eighth.

“Ning Jiang, face my fist!”

BOOM.

The Flood Dragon King threw a punch, and the air detonated. The blow was utterly domineering, carrying with it a Heaven and Earth Shattering intent that threatened to pulverize everything in its path.

Compared to the Flood Dragon King’s burly, majestic frame, Ning Jiang’s build seemed almost slender. Yet he stood his ground like a towering, unshakeable mountain.

His robes whipped about under the force of the Flood Dragon King’s punch, but his body remained as still as a statue. Clenching his fist, he threw a punch of his own.

“BANG!”

Their fists collided with a terrifying, deafening boom.

Furthermore, a circular shockwave erupted from the point of impact, spreading in all directions. The force was so great that some of the other Kings struggled to keep their footing, their expressions changing in alarm.

“Again.”

The Flood Dragon King let out a long cry as his aura surged. He channeled all his Power into his fists and unleashed a barrage of blows like cannonballs, each one tyrannical and fierce.

A mighty Dragon’s Roar accompanied his assault. Each punch he threw felt like a giant dragon lunging forward, its sheer momentum so oppressive that it crushed any thought of resistance.

‘This is Dragon Race Martial Arts,’ Ning Jiang knew at once.

‘When it comes to a head-on clash, I’ve never feared anyone.’

Ning Jiang lowered his stance slightly, as if taking root in the void itself. Rings of Thunderbolt coalesced around his fists, finally forming two Thunder Dragons.

He fully unleashed his Thunder Dragon Fist.

“CRACKLE!”

As he threw his punch, the Thunderbolt detonated with a ferocious roar, carrying the vicious momentum of a God of Slaughter who would cut down anyone, divine or otherwise, who stood in his way.

Their fists collided once more, like ten million volcanoes erupting at once. Terrifying waves of Energy swept out in all directions, shattering the clouds above and churning the sea below into a tempest.

The powerful Fist Force sent ripples through the air like an oncoming tide.

“This is bad! The Flood Dragon King is no match for him!”

The other Kings all had keen perception. At the start of the clash, the two seemed evenly matched, but after a few dozen punches, the Flood Dragon King’s body began to tremble slightly.

After a full hundred punches, the Flood Dragon King could no longer hold on. A single punch from Ning Jiang sent him staggering back ten zhang.

SCREECH.

His feet scraped against the air, leaving two white trails in the void.

“Flood Dragon King, you are no match for me.”

Ning Jiang strode through the void and threw another punch. Its power was so ferocious that it felt as if he were wielding the weight of the entire world. It seemed his fist held not just his own Power, but the very Power of Heaven and Earth.

Of course, this was merely an illusion.

Imbuing one’s techniques with the Power of Heaven and Earth was something only an expert at the Heaven-Reaching Realm could accomplish. However, in a sense, Ning Jiang’s current strength was infinitely close to that of a Heaven-Reaching Realm expert, which was why his attacks created such an illusion.

THUD.

With a heavy thud, the Flood Dragon King’s body was sent flying back once more.

“Don’t get too arrogant, Ning Jiang! Divine Dragon Claw!”

The Flood Dragon King roared in fury. The muscles in his right arm swelled, and as his fingers curled into a claw, the tendons on his palm bulged. The Spiritual Qi within him surged like a bursting dam, converging on his hand.

Then, he swiped at Ning Jiang.

A terrifying sight unfolded. A massive Dragon Claw, as large as a mountain, descended upon Ning Jiang. The claw was so lifelike, its scales so vivid, that it looked like a genuine Dragon Claw.

This was another one of the Dragon Race Martial Arts.

“A futile effort. Break.”

Ning Jiang drew his Thunder Dragon Sword and slashed down. A hundred-zhang-long Sword Aura shot forth and, with the ease of snapping a dry twig, tore the claw asunder.

“Not even the Flood Dragon King is his match. In the entire East Sea, is there anyone left who can stop him?”

The distant Martial Artists watched on, endlessly amazed.

“Perhaps only Xuanyuan Bi’an, who also cleared the Ninth Floor, stands a chance of defeating him.”

As the crowd murmured, Ning Jiang completely seized the upper hand. He was an unstoppable force, battering the Flood Dragon King so relentlessly that all the king could do was defend, with no strength left to retaliate.

Finally, Ning Jiang saw an opening and landed a punch square on the Flood Dragon King’s chest. Despite possessing the powerful body of a Flood Dragon, the king’s chest instantly caved in. The punch nearly went straight through him.

“SPURT.”

The Flood Dragon King spat out a mouthful of blood as he fell back.

“Ning Jiang, your strength is truly astonishing. It seems the young will always surpass the old. I have to admit my age!” The Flood Dragon King wiped the blood from his lips, the killing intent in his eyes growing even more intense.

“Enough nonsense. All of you, come at me at once!” Ning Jiang declared with a wave of his sleeve. He stood there alone, yet he projected the invincible aura of someone who would dare to challenge the heavens and the earth.

It was as if no number of enemies could make him feel the slightest bit of fear.

“As you wish. Attack!”

At the Flood Dragon King’s command, the host of Kings behind him charged. Over thirty of them unleashed their deadliest techniques all at once, and a torrent of fierce energy waves instantly submerged the entire space, engulfing Ning Jiang completely.

“Why isn’t Ning Jiang dodging?”

The onlookers were all stunned.

“Forget thirty-odd Kings. Even if you doubled your numbers, what could you possibly do to me? In the Earth Martial Realm, I am invincible!”

Ning Jiang let out a great laugh. From his right eye, the Taiyang Divine Fire surged forth like a tsunami. The golden Flame gathered above his head, forming a dazzling Taiyang.

All of their attacks struck the Taiyang, but they were consumed instantly, managing only to kick up a few sparks from the golden Flame.

“What is this fire?”

The thirty-odd Kings were astounded. Even the Flood Dragon King’s face was a mask of shock. They all felt a mortal threat from this Flame.

“This is my gift to you. Enjoy it.”

A cold smile touched his lips. The next moment, the golden Taiyang exploded, transforming into a boundless sea of fire that swept out in all directions.

The Sun and Moon Divine Eye. This was his true trump card.

“Aaaargh!”

A moment later, one of the Kings let out a bloodcurdling scream. The moment the Flame touched him, his body began to turn to smoke. No matter what he tried, he could not extinguish the golden Divine Fire.

WHOOSH!

At the critical moment, he abandoned his physical body, and his Primordial Spirit shot out from his mind, allowing him to escape with his life.

“Enough! We retreat.”

Seeing this, no matter how unwilling he was, the Flood Dragon King had no choice but to order a retreat. If they continued fighting, they might genuinely be annihilated by Ning Jiang.

As Kings, none of them wanted to die for nothing.

“First, he crushed an army of ten thousand, and now he’s forced the Flood Dragon King and his allies to retreat. Ning Jiang’s name will go down in history for this battle!”