When the enormous black dragon emerged from the torrential, dark waters, the countless spectators in the crowd watched in awe. Some of the Sub Leaders from the other three banners who were on the same level as Zhong Ling could not help but change their expressions at this awe-inducing sight.
Even they could clearly sense the huge threat coming from Li Luo’s slash.
They could not believe that a Greater Fiend Palace could have pulled off such a terrifying attack.
This was enough to intimidate even a Fiend Finisher!
The eyes of Zhong Ling, who was the first to face this blow, shook like an earthquake as he stared at the incoming Underworld River's Black Dragon.
Li Luo’s Duke Art was old news, but surely a Duke Art couldn’t be this powerful, right?!
Was Li Luo really only at the Greater Fiend Palace Tier?!
At this moment, Zhong Ling would completely believe it if someone told him that Li Luo was a Gold Fiend.
However, reality was completely different.
Still, Zhong Ling's face turned from one filled with anxiety and uncertainty to a resolute one as he sensed the opportunity that lay before him. Although Li Luo's blow was terrifying, he only had this last strike!
This was an all-in bet!
Li Luo had placed all his skills and energy into this slash. As long as Zhong Ling could survive this attack, Li Luo would be left helpless and defenseless afterwards.
Without further ado, Zhong Ling gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly. His resonant power rose from the crimson gloves like a raging flame. The surrounding air was scorched and twisted by the rising temperature around him.
In this moment, the resonant power from his body erupted without any reservation like a blazing pillar of flame that shot a thousand feet high up into the sky.
Forming hand seals with both hands, he took a deep breath and his mouth swelled up instantly.
Whoos.h.!.+
He spat out a ball of viscous, black flames from his mouth that emanated a strong and domineering aura.
The black flames then landed on his flaming gloves, and he clapped them together ferociously.
"High-grade dragon-general resonance art, Great Ifrit Fist!"
When his hands clapped, a handprint of black flames over a thousand feet tall materialized out of thin air with the face of a bloodthirsty devil in the center of it.
The air was so hot that every drop of moisture seemed to have evaporated, leaving it hard for anyone around to breathe normally.
That was not all—golden fiend dipper energy rapidly shrouded the black, fiery handprint, and its power instantly skyrocketed.
With the boost from the fiend dipper energy, the Great Ifrit Fist could easily pulverize and incinerate even a mountain.
Without a doubt, Zhong Ling had given it his all in this attack too. He dared not underestimate the power of Li Luo's all-in slash.
After all, he just needed to survive Li Luo’s final hit and the Banner Leader position would be all his!
The Great Ifrit Fist roared fiercely, and the ground directly beneath it was left blackened and acrid. As the crowd watched on without batting an eyelid, it clashed head-on with the Underworld River's Black Dragon.
Bang!
An earth-shattering shockwave of energy exploded like a hurricane.
The audience had summoned up their resonant power to resist being swept away as they stared intensely at the ongoing battle.
As the black dragon roared in resistance, the dark river of freezing water under its claws collided with the fire resonance power from Zhong Ling. It hissed and combusted violently upon contact.
As the battle raged on, the aggressive waves of energy continued spreading in every direction, and some of the weaker spectators were beginning to feel a little suffocated just being in its presence.
However, Zhong Ling's face remained relentless. He channeled every ounce of resonant power in his body into his attack. Based on the quality of resonant power alone, he still had the upper hand regardless of how Li Luo struggled.
But he had noticed that Li Luo's resonant power seemed to have an element of slipperiness during their clash.
Both of their resonant powers continued to nullify each other repeatedly.
However, Li Luo's resonant power carried a mysterious sentience that allowed it to keep eroding his resonant power despite his being the stronger of the two.
"Is this the power of dual resonances?"
Zhong Ling was puzzled by it. Although only Dukes could attain two resonances, it did not mean that having dual resonances would make one's power as strong as that of a Duke.
He had faced off against other dual resonance users in the past, but he had never met anyone who had such a domineering and strange dual resonance power. Roar!
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As Zhong Ling was buffeted by frustration, the black dragon suddenly let out a stunning roar. It opened its maw, and a dark dragonbreath gushed out. With a mysterious glitter hidden within the dragonbreath, it looked just like a naturally born ancient treasure from the stars.
As the dragonbreath smashed into the Great Ifrit Fist directly, the fiend dipper energy appeared to show signs of dissipating.
After a few more breaths, the burning, black flames on the Great Ifrit Fist started to dim at an alarming pace.
There were exclamations coming one after another from the audience.
In the next moment, the black dragon rose up into the air and let out yet another deafening roar. The Great Ifrit Fist that Zhong Ling had channeled all his energy into had shattered into pieces.
Witnessing this, Zhong Ling was left dumbfounded.
However, the black dragon that had been badly scarred by the Great Ifrit Fist did not slow down. It flew straight towards him with murderous intent and clashed head-on into his golden body.
Zhong Ling took the hit directly and spat out blood as he flew across the stage, landing pathetically hundreds of feet away.
At this instant, the gold light on his Gold Fiend body started to gradually fade.
The black dragon had also run out of energy, so it shrank into a small glow of light before it finally disappeared.
The breathtaking confrontation on the stage had finally come to an end.
But everyone in the crowd remained silent.
In the silence, they looked at the exhausted Li Luo, who was leaning on his sword for support with his b.l.o.o.d.y hands. He then slowly dragged himself across the stage. The tip of the blade scratched the ground, creating ominous sparks as he made his way across.
He made his way over to Zhong Ling's side with slow but steady steps.
Before the stunned gazes of the crowd, he placed his sword over his opponent’s head.
Zhong Ling was still panting as he stared back at the pale and b.l.o.o.d.y Li Luo. His hands were also s.h.i.+vering despite being the one holding the threatening blade. Without a doubt, Li Luo had expended every last ounce of his strength as well.
At present, Li Luo had no fighting power left at all.
However, Zhong Ling could barely even move.
"You're still not announcing the results? Surely I don't need to behead him to end this… right?" Li Luo said with an almost eerie smile as he turned towards the elevated platform.
At this moment, the elders on the elevated platform gradually started coming back to their senses.
They could see the different emotions running through the crowd despite the dead silence.
Finally, Li Rouyun stepped forward and made the announcement with her soft voice after taking a glance at the quiet Zhong Yus.h.i.+.
"The winner of the Green Nether Banner's Banner Leader selection battle is Li Luo. From now onwards, Li Luo will be the Banner Leader of the Green Nether Banner!" she declared. When she finished her announcement, the silent crowd burst into lively chatter again.
They all understood that the selection battle for the Green Nether Banner's Banner Leader position would cause a huge commotion in the Dragon's Fang Lineage.
On the elevated platform, Li Qingpeng and Li Jinpan looked at Li Luo holding his blade, and they were reminded of another figure who had also created many miracles in the Dragon's Fang Lineage years ago.
He was the most brilliant individual that had happened to grace the Dragon's Fang Lineage over the past hundred years.
"Truly the son of our Third Brother... he is just as gifted as him." The two of them glanced at each other and shared looks of relief.
…..
In Dragon's Fang Mountain, deep within the bamboo forest.
The old man who was digging at a bamboo shoot also raised his head at this time and looked over in the direction of Green Nether Peak. A faint smile blossomed on his usually serious and wrinkled face.
"Taixuan, this son of yours... might just outs.h.i.+ne you in the future."