Super Dragon Cultivation System

A team of nine captains and a commander of Captain. They were all Primary Venerable One realm experts.    

After hearing the order, the nine of them immediately gave up on commanding the hundred-man team. With a flash, they surrounded and attacked Zhang Xing.    

"Zhang Xing, I don't believe that you will be safe under the siege of nine Combat Venerables!"    

Captain said while gnashing his teeth in anger.    

"Hehe, just a Combat Venerable, there's no difference between him and a Combat King. Just look at what I'm going to do."    

Zhang Xing smiled in a relaxed manner. A primary Combat Venerable could no longer pose any threat to him.    

Facing the nine huge combat energy fist shadow, he stretched out both of his hands.    

With a wave of his left hand, a defensive magic, a thick wall of earth, support magic, Pace Slowing Arts, support magic and Both Eyes Blind appeared almost at the same time.    

With the Dragon Fist in his right hand, he circulated the Dragon Qi in his body and attacked the nine Combat Energy fist shadow.    

Seeing Zhang Xing's fighting style, the corners of Zhu Ruidi's and the others' eyes twitched, and they were extremely shocked in their hearts.    

Sure enough, they could not use ordinary people's eyes to look at this kid. With just this Devil Martial, none of them could do it.    

Bang! Bang! Bang!    

Zhang Xing and the nine Combat Venerables were engaged in a fierce battle.    

After half a year of concentrated cultivation, although he hadn't leveled up, his strength had increased by a lot.    

He always believed that human's potential was limitless. Even with the System's rapid leveling up, he still used meditation, Pills, and other methods to solidify what he had learned.    

Through the tempering with these nine Warlords, his strength was steadily increasing once again.    

As for those nine War Reverents, the more they fought, the more alarmed they became.    

They knew that Zhang Xing was absolutely not as strong as he was now.    

He had grown to such a terrifying stage in just half a year's time. If he was allowed to advance to the Venerable realm, he would become an invincible existence under Saint.    

However, their goal was only to stall Zhang Xing. There was no need to decide the outcome of the battle right away.    

If Zhang Xing was defeated in this round, he was not worthy to be an enemy of the Forth.    

The power of the chain formation had yet to be fully displayed. No matter how strong Zhang Xing was, there would always be a time when he was exhausted.    

Unfortunately, they were wrong.    

After fighting for so long, Zhang Xing was still as vigorous as a tiger.    

"Alright, it's almost time to play with you guys. I still have to rush back to the Wan Wu City before dawn."    

Zhang Xing smiled faintly. After he finished speaking, his aura changed.    

Before the others could see what was going on, they felt a strong storm erupt from the battlefield.    

Boom!    

Nine figures flew out from the storm and landed on the ground with a thud.    

Everyone, including Emperor Juredti, was stunned. What happened?    

Looking closely, they saw a real and illusionary Giant dragon appear in the field. The Giant dragon wrapped around the figure of a young man.    

The young man's appearance was similar to Zhang Xing's. His black hair fluttered in the wind, his face was cold, and the corners of his mouth curled into a devilish arc.    

The number one Captain seemed to be frightened by Zhang Xing's transformation, and he couldn't help but take a step back.    

"What kind of skill is this?"    

"This is the Dragon Fist!"    

Zhang Xing said as he threw out a punch towards Nine Hundred Battle-Kings from the second group.    

His target was Captain, who was standing in front of them.    

"Humph! What Dragon Fist Tiger Fist? I would like to learn it from you!"    

The second Captain coldly harrumphed and waved his hands forward.    

Nine Hundred Battle-Kings, who was standing behind him, shouted in unison, "Kill!"    

900 combat energy fist shadow rushed towards the Dragon Fist.    

"Zhang Xing, you want to fight with the entire battalion by yourself? You really don't know what death is."    

Everyone's eyes, including Zhu Ruidi's, lit up, revealing an excited expression.    

However, right at this moment, a deep voice was heard.    

"Nine Dragons Return to One!"