"Abdomen concealing fire, divine illumination of the inner landscape."
Xu Ruohai murmured to himself, his face, usually as still as an ancient well, now showed cracks. "This child has actually touched the Divine Treasury?!"
Zhao Tianji had just brushed away the oncoming rain of fire with a flick of his sleeve, but a warm sensation came from his palm. A small patch of skin was burned black. He frowned slightly, realizing it could actually injure him, undoubtedly a sign of the Divine Treasury.
But why?
How could a mere physical martial artist touch the Divine Treasury?
While the two were puzzled and shocked, the battle on the arena continued. Zhao Yunlan and Su Han were bathed in flames, the Flame Transport Fire and the Heart Yang Fire colliding and confronting each other.
However, in the previous clash of fists, Zhao Yunlan was slightly pushed back, staggering a few steps. He was shocked, realizing he had actually fallen into a disadvantage? The Flame Transport Fire couldn't even handle this person?
His expression immediately turned cold, emitting a chilling aura in the fiery sea of the arena, as if the temperature had dropped a few degrees. He absolutely couldn't lose; this concerned the Xuan King Manor's prestige.
Moreover, how could he lose to a madman?
Zhao Yunlan gritted his teeth and used a secret technique.
He stepped forward, his entire body bathed in blazing golden flames.
The flames were like living things, wandering and flowing around him. Wherever they passed, the air distorted as if boiling, and even the restrained arena floor beneath his feet melted with spiderweb-like scorch marks.
The watching martial artists felt a tightness in their throats. The power of the Flame Transport Fire had surged again, reversing the disadvantageous situation, blazing like a scorching sun in the sky, pressing down on people's spines, causing them to sink inch by inch!
They were horrified and their bodies instinctively drove them to move away from this place, as if even a wisp of flame could burn their flesh and bones to ashes!
Was this the power of the Great Li royal family, the Flame Transport Fire?
Su Han was now in complete danger.
Zhao Yunlan seemed to have used a secret technique.
Moreover, it wasn't an ordinary secret technique, most likely from the Star Plucking Tower in the Divine Capital. It was said that it stored the world's myriad methods and scriptures, including many that had long been lost, but with heaven-defying effects!
Zhao Yunlan threw a punch, and the Flame Transport Fire, with its constantly increasing power, transformed into two ferocious fire dragons, shuttling through the sea of fire, directly attacking Su Han's face, stirring up fire tornadoes wherever they passed, with terrifying power.
Su Han stood in the center of the sea of fire.
His clothes, however, remained motionless in the heatwave.
He only had time to pay attention to Zhao Yunlan. He raised his eyes and looked at the shrinking, pale golden dragon shadow in the sky, the corners of his lips curving into a mocking arc. He noticed that as he fought with Zhao Yunlan, the connection between the Qi Luck Golden Dragon and himself became increasingly weak, almost nonexistent.
It seemed that this little snake was also afraid of him colliding with the nobles.
It's been kneeling for too long, unable to get up.
The fire dragons arrived in an instant, evolving into fiery vortexes around him, spiraling upwards.
Seeing this, Su Han grinned. The crimson-golden armor formed from the Heart Yang Fire on his body began to flow with brilliance, like thousands of stars flickering, a manifestation of the Water-Fire Immortal Garment's spirituality.
He integrated the Water-Fire Immortal Garment with the crimson-golden armor, enhancing its power. At the same time, nine completely different Dao patterns began to emerge on the surface of the armor, directly using those nine Dao patterns for blessing!
Fire dragons? Just little snakes!
He delivered a punch, his Qi and blood boiling, his muscles and bones ringing, the Water-Fire Immortal Garment, the Heart Yang Fire, and the mysteries of the nine Dao patterns, all blessing this punch, instantly piercing through the fire dragon's throat, tearing it apart!
With a boom.
The fire dragon's body exploded directly. Zhao Yunlan was affected by the explosion and quickly retreated five zhang, finally revealing a look of horror, somewhat unable to believe that his full-strength strike using a secret technique...
Was so easily blocked and torn apart?!
"Now you know?"
Su Han walked through the fire, speaking calmly:
"The panic you want..."
"...must be exchanged with your life!"
Zhao Yunlan's heart grew colder, but he was also extremely angry.
A bestial growl came from his throat, and the Flame Transport Fire exploded. At a higher altitude, the Qi Luck Golden Dragon suddenly raised its head, and a faint blood color appeared in its pale golden vertical pupils.
At this time, Su Han felt that his connection with the Qi Luck Golden Dragon was completely severed, but this was not the little dragon actively severing it, but a more domineering, fiery force, through some kind of connection, seizing control of the Qi Luck Golden Dragon.
Above the sky, the Qi Luck Golden Dragon began to wander in the clouds, constantly raising its head and roaring, descending extremely dense dragon Qi, enveloping Zhao Yunlan, and blessing him with even higher combat power.
Su Han raised his eyebrows. The control was seized by this person?
Zhao Yunlan grinned:
"Under the whole sky, there is no land that is not the king's; on the shores of the land, there are no subjects who are not the king's. As long as my Great Li does not fall for a day, then even if this Qi Luck Golden Dragon is unwilling, it must be under the control of my Great Li. How about it?"
The crowd of martial artists under the stage was immediately shocked.
What's going on? When? The control of the Qi Luck Golden Dragon actually came into Zhao Yunlan's hands? So easily seizing it, is this the gold content of the Son of Heaven's bloodline?
This is troublesome, what should Su Han do?
This Qi Luck Golden Dragon is accumulated over hundreds of years in this eight-hundred-li Ping'an County, with an extremely large body. If it is completely absorbed, reaching the Qi Gate is a certainty.
Now that Zhao Yunlan has such a large amount of dragon Qi blessing him.
Can Su Han still win against him?
Zhao Tianji frowned tightly under the stage, very pessimistic.
His arrogant younger brother was actually forced to this point, actually not hesitating to burn the source of his bloodline,
Connecting with the national fortune, forcibly requisitioning this Qi Luck Golden Dragon?
Su Han was too lazy to pay attention to the embarrassing little dragon in the sky that was being controlled by someone. Looking at Zhao Yunlan, who had a smug look on his face, he said indifferently: "You rely on dragon Qi, but I don't rely on it. This is the difference between you and me. You must be very tired to forcibly control this little dragon, right?"
"Don't talk big, how mysterious is dragon Qi, who doesn't rely on it?"
Zhao Yunlan sneered. Under the infusion of dragon Qi, his aura climbed steadily and continued to surge, but the price was that the source of his bloodline in his body began to visibly decrease.
This is a characteristic of their Flame Transport bloodline. There is a source of bloodline. Once it is burned, it can access the Great Li national fortune, and then exert a divine power similar to authority.
For example, forcibly controlling a Qi Luck Golden Dragon.
He must also make a quick decision. Once the source of his bloodline is exhausted, this Qi Luck Golden Dragon will lose control and even become the most ordinary kind of useless royal family.
He slowly walked forward, evolving the Flame Transport Dharma Idol behind him, like a world-burning fire, with thousands of crimson-gold fire patterns intertwined into a nine-layered palace phantom, with national fortune fire like lava flowing in each tile.
Raising his palm and holding it in the air, the entire sky seemed to sink by three points, dragon Qi wrapped in scarlet flames and crashed down, like the sky collapsing!
"This strike has reached the Qi Gate level."
"But this is not only my personal power, but also the power of the national fortune."
"You can be defeated by this strike, you've done your best!"
