Supreme Dragon System

Zhan Tianming's right arm suddenly shook.    

He had finally recovered his strength!    

Swoosh! Zhan Tianming jumped up and bravely rushed towards Zhang Tusheng.    

In his eyes, Zhang Tusheng had turned into an elite monster covered in red light, but Zhan Tianming did not care about that anymore. He only wanted to punch Zhang Tusheng's head.    

"Humph!"    

Zhang Tusheng let out a cold snort.    

"It's best if you send yourself here. Now, die for me!"    

"Tyrannical Mountain Shattering Fist!"    

Rumble...    

Another extremely powerful and vigorous punch was thrown out. The enormous True Qi's fist carried an incomparably overbearing Fist Strength as it swiftly pressed down from the sky, shaking the void until it trembled unceasingly.    

Before the fist shadow landed on Zhan Tianming, a powerful pressure had already taken effect on his body.    

His tattered clothes kept fluttering in the wind, and his black hair was also crazily swaying backwards.    

The Fist Strength pressure had even caused his face to change shape.    

But...    

Zhan Tianming's charging body did not slow down at all.    

"Tyrant Sky Killing Fist!"    

A furious roar was heard.    

Zhan Tianming threw out a punch.    

Rumble...    

Rumble...    

That fist that carried extreme anger blasted out, and the might of the fist seemed even more terrifying and domineering. With a loud bang, the entire void trembled with all of its might. The fist shadows that Zhang Tusheng sent out instantly shattered. * Hong Long...... * Zhan Tianming's figure flew past the fist that carried a terrifying pressure. It was aimed at Zhang Tusheng's head.    

Zhang Tusheng's eyes were wide open.    

His heart was filled with shock.    

How was this possible?    

His strongest punch was actually broken by a Seven Star Martial Expert?    

Zhang Tusheng couldn't believe it, he couldn't believe it.    

But when Zhan Tianming's fist approached, he had no choice but to believe it, because he could already feel the terrifying might of that peerless and overbearing punch.    

He wanted to dodge it.    

However, it was already too late.    

Bang!    

Zhang Tusheng's head exploded like a watermelon.    

"Ding Dong!"    

"Congratulations to host Zhan Tian for killing Zhang Tusheng. Obtained 150000 experience points, 100 Berserk, 10 Minor Experience Pills, 5 Intermediate Experience Pills, 1 Large Experience Pill, 1 Tyrant Mountain Shattering Fist Secret Manual... Congratulations to host Zhan Tian for killing Zhang Tusheng. Obtained 150000 experience points, 100 Berserk, 10 Minor Experience Pills, 5 Intermediate Experience Pills, 1 Large Experience Pill, 1 Tyrant Mountain Shattering Fist Secret Manual..."    

In an instant, countless good items dropped.    

"Ding Dong!"    

"Congratulations to host Zhan Tianming for completing the first use of the Bloodline Martial Skill and successfully killing the enemy. The reward is 10,000 experience points."    

"Ding Dong! You have discovered a foreign secret technique, the Overlord Mountain Breaking Fist. The Proficiency Level is a Star Token. Do you wish to cultivate it?"    

"Ding Dong..."    

The system notification sound kept ringing in his mind.    

Zhan Tianming used up all the experience pills.    

"Dingdong!"    

"Congratulations to host Zhan Tianming. The Proficiency Level has been upgraded to an Eight Star Martial Expert. Obtained 4 Attribute Points."    

"Ding Dong!"    

"Congratulations to host Zhan Tianming. The Proficiency Level has been upgraded to a Nine Star Martial Expert. Obtained 4 Attribute Points."    

"Ding Dong!"    

" Congratulations to host Zhan Tianming. The Proficiency Level has been upgraded to a One-star Martial Spirit. You have obtained 8 Attribute Points. "    

Instantly, it rose by 3 stars.    

Bang! Bang!    

Two tremors rang out.    

Zhan Tianming landed steadily on the ground and stood there proudly.    

The other sound was the sound of Zhang Tusheng's corpse falling onto the arena.    

All of this was too sudden!    

A Seven Star Martial Expert had killed the One Star Martial King with a single punch!    

Heavens!    

Who would believe it?    

No one would believe it, but the truth was right in front of their eyes.    

Martial Cultivator, who was standing around the ring, was in shock. Some of them even rubbed their eyes hard. They were afraid that everything they saw just now was fake. However, no matter how hard they rubbed their eyes, the last thing they saw was that scene.    

Zhan Tianming had really killed Zhang Tusheng with a single punch.    

That headless corpse was the evidence.    

It was an irrefutable evidence!    

You can't refuse to believe it.    

Wait...    

Suddenly, everyone's hearts shook again.    

How did Zhan Tianming's cultivation become a One-star Martial Spirit?    

Wasn't he a Seven Star Martial Expert?    

The continuous shock made everyone even more unable to believe their eyes. They even felt that this was too surreal, as if they were dreaming.    

However, no matter how carefully they looked at it, everything was real.    

Twisting his thigh, pain!    

Slap, pain!    

All the pain proved that they were not dreaming.    

Instantly, the shock in people's hearts rose to another level, and they were so excited that they could not control themselves.    

Zhan Ming, who was in the crowd, also revealed a strong killing intent in his eyes.    

"Tyrant Sky Killing Fist? You are indeed a member of my Zhan Family."    

Kacha kacha...    

Zhan Ming clenched his fist tightly.    

"Cough!"    

Right at this moment, a dry cough that contained the True Qi sounded out and spread across the entire scene.    

Suddenly, everyone came back to their senses.    

Under Lu Ze's instruction, the elder of Jiuhua Gate stood out and swept his gaze across the surroundings.    

"Everyone."    

"The elder of Seven Peaks Sect, Zhang Tusheng, has broken the Sky Wind Hidden Dragon Rank competition. He deserves to die. Elder Lu had just said that he would report this matter to Lord Xin. As for how to deal with this matter, that would depend on Lord Xin's decision."    

After saying that, the elder of Jiuhua Gate cast a glance at where the people of Seven Peaks Sect were.    

His gaze lingered on Yi Chen for a moment.    

Yi Chen's expression remained unchanged, as if what happened just now had nothing to do with him.    

That calmness was truly terrifying.    

Just when everyone thought that Yi Chen would not say anything, he suddenly stood up. His loud voice echoed in the sky.    

"As the champion of the last Sky Wind Hidden Dragon Rank, I remember that I had an opportunity to make an exception and challenge you, right?"    

Yi Chen's eyes slowly fell on Lu Ze.    

Everyone was somewhat stunned.    

Wei Jiang, who was in the crowd, couldn't help but ask Yan Donghuo, "Old drunkard, what does he mean?"    

Yan Donghuo frowned slightly.    

Finally, he said, "The winner of the last Sky Wind Hidden Dragon Rank competition can challenge any Martial Cultivator who makes it into the top ten in the next batch."    

"What?" Wei Jiang was stunned.    

There was actually such a thing?    

When the surrounding Martial Cultivator heard what Yan Donghuo said, he too revealed a shocked expression.    

They also didn't know that there was such a rule.    

Under the countless gazes filled with doubt, Lu Ze nodded slightly.    

"The opponent I want to choose is him."    

Yi Chen pointed his finger at Zhan Tianming on the ring.    

Although Zhan Tianming had broken through to the One-star Martial Spirit, he was still two whole realms away from the One-star Martial Emperor. Zhan Tianming, who had already lost the Tyrant Sky Killing Fist, could never defeat Yi Chen.    

His opponent had suggested this kind of competition at this moment, it was totally to kill him.    

However, Zhan Tianming did not have the right to choose whether he wanted to fight or not.    

The previous champion had this privilege.    

Suddenly...    

Feng Wushuang, who was beside Zhan Tianming, fainted.    

Zhan Tianming, who had regained his senses, hurriedly supported Feng Wushuang and did not let her completely fall onto the arena.    

With this support, Zhan Tianming's heart suddenly froze.    

Hot! Incomparably hot!    

Feng Wushuang's body was even hotter than a stove.