Ancient Thunder Dragon Spell

The tall and sturdy Lei Xun instantly felt a huge recoil force from the collision between his fists, it flowed back through his fists and he felt as though he had hit an iron wall fist, and his fists were bounced back by the recoil force in an instant, even his huge body was not able to stop himself from being pushed back by the huge recoil force, causing his center of gravity to immediately become unstable, "Tap, tap, tap ..." He was forced five steps back before he managed to stabilize his body. The shock to his chest caused his blood to boil.    

    

"What's going on?" This scene immediately attracted the attention of everyone outside the curtains of light. Their eyeballs popped out from their sockets, and there were even more shocked cries that came out. This way, quite a few new eyeballs quickly joined the ranks of the audience.    

    

Lei Xun's first punch failed, causing him to fly into a rage. He had always considered his own body to be strong, and was known as the strongest person in the Water Dragon Clan's body. Who would have thought that he would be defeated by such a pathetic opponent today?    

    

What he could not tolerate the most was the fact that his opponent was far from being as strong as he was, but had managed to dissolve his fist with a casual wave of his hand. This caused his face to be completely disgraced, and he was on the verge of losing face.    

    

"Humph!" "Brat, you actually dare to look down on this young master, you are courting death! Ever since I started cultivating, I have never met an opponent with the same cultivation level as you, not to mention, you're still an inferior being. Compared to me, you don't even have the qualifications to fight me with your physical body!" As Lei Xun roared, his aura explosively increased, and with an explosive roar, he charged out once again.    

    

Lei Yang smiled from beginning to end without uttering a word. From the beginning till the end, there was only a faint smile on his face, without showing the slightest hint of panic. But as he faced his opponent's words, he helplessly shook his head.    

    

However, all of these were in Lei Xun's eyes, and were immediately viewed as Lei Yang's contempt. He smashed out his fist once again, but he was still easily blocked by Lei Yang, and he himself was once again pushed back by the huge rebound.    

    

Lei Xun, who seemed to be much stronger than Lei Yang, had not only failed to obtain the slightest bit of advantage from the beginning of the battle, he had even suffered a huge loss.    

    

He had always been strong, but in terms of physical body, he had never been taken advantage of by others, but now, he was continuously forced back by Lei Yang whose cultivation was lower than him.    

    

He was like a mad bull as he madly rushed forward while waving his fists. After dozens of punches, a gigantic shadow of a fist appeared in front of him.    

    

The moment the shadow of the fist formed, a tempest appeared in the light screen. As the tempest swirled, the shadow of the fist even turned into a gigantic pillar of light. Around the pillar of light, the shadows of countless punches appeared, each rotation capable of attacking the opponent hundreds or even thousands of times.    

    

"If my physical body can't compare to yours, then I don't believe that you can still break out of my technique." Lei Xun's eyes revealed a sneer, he pushed the gigantic pillar of light, bringing a strong pressure as he rushed towards Lei Yang.    

    

"Hundred Fist Pillars!" When Lei Xun made his move, the surrounding people immediately exclaimed, many of them recognized the powerful technique.    

    

Cheers immediately broke out from the audience stands of the Water Dragon Tribe. They all knew that this "Hundred Fist Pillar" was Lei Xun's ace attack, and that once he used it, his opponent would be defeated without a doubt. They had even seen the scene of Lei Xun being pummeled by countless fists on the pillar of light.    

    

In fact, in Lei Yang's eyes, this Lei Xun's physical body was extremely strong as well. If it was any other disciple, Lei Xun would have already been sent flying by him. But unfortunately, he met someone that he shouldn't have met the most, and that was him.    

    

Lei Yang had gone through all sorts of baptisms, obtained the blood of the Dragon Bloodline ancestor, and even created a sea of stars that was rarely seen even by cultivators of the Primordial Era. His body's toughness was already something ordinary people could not compare to, for Lei Xun to be able to withstand the power of five levels of his fleshly body, was already not bad.    

    

However, all of their plans were destined to fail once again, as they watched the gigantic pillar of light, constantly getting bigger in front of Lei Yang's eyes, Lei Yang's expression did not change, but as he moved, he quickly retreated.    

    

Furthermore, as he was retreating, he suddenly took a step onto the light barrier behind him. Borrowing the huge rebound force of the light barrier, he instantly drew a strange arc in the air, observing the edges of the fist shadow light pillar.    

    

Lei Xun's fist once again missed. "Peng" sounds could be heard as it smashed into the light barrier, causing it to shake violently. This caused the normally arrogant him to completely lose control of himself.    

    

"Brat, you're dead for sure!" Initially, Lei Xun still wanted to keep some reservations, to save some energy for the competition, but now he could no longer suppress it. The dense Spirit Qi gushed out, causing his entire fist to emit a faint light, and his aura explosively increased once again.    

    

"For you to force me to such a state with your cultivation at the peak of the Sixth Floor of the Spirit Qi, that's good. But even if you're strong, that's enough!" Lei Xun's eyes were scarlet red, his fists striking out continuously, a fist silhouette that was several times stronger than before instantly shot out, transforming into a fist shadow pillar of light that was even stronger than last time, sweeping towards Lei Yang.    

    

However, what Lei Xun did not expect was that despite facing such a violent attack, the Lei Yang this time did not dodge at all. Instead, he still stood at his original position, slowly raised his right hand, and in the midst of Lei Xun's cold smile, threw out a punch.    

    

This punch was still the same as before, completely ordinary. There was not the slightest bit of Spirit Qi's fluctuation coming from the fist. However, as the fist struck out, the void in front of Lei Yang instantly distorted intensely, his speed became extremely fast, and before he could even produce the sound of an explosion, he instantly collided with the huge pillar of light and shadow!    

    

"Is this boy crazy? He actually wants to use the power of his fleshly body to receive this blow!"    

    

"I think he's scared silly!"    

    

"It's a pity that my direct bloodline has one less person to create it with!"    

    

This scene happened to be watched by those who were paying attention to them from the stands. Various thoughts exploded in everyone's minds in an instant!    

    

"Bam!" A not very loud muffled sound rang out, and an indescribably strong force, with Lei Yang as the center, instantly spread outwards, smashing fiercely into the light barrier, shaking the light barrier around the stage intensely.    

    

Once again, an even more shocking scene appeared. Lei Xun's enormous light and shadow pillar instantly shattered, and his enormous and burly body flew out like a fallen leaf. With a "thump", he smashed straight into the light barrier at the edge of the stage, and finally slid off the light barrier and onto the ground.    

    

At this moment, the entire square seemed to have quieted down, and soon after, a hissing sound could be heard. "Hiss!" It was the sound of someone inhaling cold air.    

    

"Heavens! Who is this young man? His body is actually this strong?"    

    

"I'm not seeing things am I? This Tremor is a monster."    

    

"Is this still the sixth floor of the Spirit Qi?"    

    

As they looked at this unfamiliar young man on the stage, all sorts of discussions broke out.    

    

On the stage, at the edge of the light screen, Lei Xun was weakly crawling on the ground. His expression was in pain, and blood trickled out of the corner of his mouth, his entire arm had its bones and tendons snapped, and at the moment, his eyes were filled with shock, confusion and bitterness.    

    

Lei Yang stood there firmly with a smile on his face, as if he looked harmless. No one would believe that there seemed to be a hidden dragon inside this guy's body.    

    

Actually, he could have taken care of the battle a long time ago, but he did not want to reveal his true strength too early. Seeing that the outcome of the battle was already determined, he cupped his fists towards Lei Xun politely. Without waiting for the judge to announce the result, he walked down the stage without looking back.    

    

The judge was also stunned by this scene, only now did he come to his senses, and loudly announced: "The victor of this match is the direct descendant of Lei Yang!"    

    

Following the appearance of this voice, the surrounding crowd in the square burst into an uproar. As this voice spread, a cheer that had never been seen before erupted from the spectators' stands, which had always been heavy and oppressive.    

    

It could even be said that the atmosphere of the entire Family Competition, was slowly pushed to the climax due to Lei Yang's stunning performance.    

    

All of this took a long time to describe, but in reality, everything happened too quickly. Lei Yang had already been restraining himself, and did not plan to expose himself to the crowd too early, so he accompanied Lei Xun for a few moves to obtain victory, but he never expected that he would still attract such attention. At this moment, Lei Yang calmly walked down the platform, and looked at the fiery gazes that surrounded him as he shook his head helplessly.    

    

This scene just happened to be at the front of the direct line of sight for the direct descendant, and for Lei Yuntian who was sitting on the enormous green stone dragon throne to see all of this, a hint of a smile instantly appeared on his dignified face, and he even muttered to himself: "This kid is really interesting, at Xiao Xiao Xiao's age, he actually managed to gather his strength and not spread it out. Zhennan can finally be at ease! "    

    

On the viewing platform, from the position of the Water Dragon Division's Clan Chief, he involuntarily widened his eyes when he saw what had happened.    

    

With his level of cultivation, he could naturally see through some of Lei Yang's abilities, but it was also because of this that he was shocked in his eyes, and his heart was in turmoil. He also muttered to himself, "Could it be that in the direct line of descent, a monstrous genius has really appeared, but why have I never heard of him?"    

    

Even though Lei Zhennan's father still had a dull expression, he was still shocked deep within his heart. Although he knew that his son had gradually matured, he really did not expect that his son had already matured to such an extent.    

    

They were both in the same viewing gallery, but each of them had very different thoughts. Law Enforcing Elder Lei Kaishan frowned, he could not calm down at all in his heart. However, it was not because of Lei Yang's beauty, but because he knew that the youth who crippled his own son was actually his mortal enemy's son, the trash... Lei Yang.    

    

However, at that moment, amongst everyone present in the plaza, the one who was in the worst mood was not the defeated Lei Xun on the stage, but the one who had gone berserk in the direct line of descent, Lei Ming.    

    

Not only did his previous expectations fall through, at the same time that voice sounded, his entire body seemed to have been struck by lightning. Under the strong unwillingness in his heart, he asked Lei San, his eyes full of questions, "He is that trash, Lei Yang?"    

    

In the spectator's stand, it was as if Lei Ming's soul had been sucked out of his body. His entire person had a blank look in his eyes, and whatever he looked at was clearly Lei Yang who was sitting cross-legged, meditating in the middle of the plaza.    

    

He sat there motionless, and gradually, he looked like a statue. The entire direct line of sight became much quieter, as if his howls had vanished.