Chapter 2166: Still Too Weak

"Hehe, what did I say? Ye Yuan took him down with one hand!"

Long Xiaochun hid behind Chenxing, looking smug.

She had personally measured Ye Yuan's strength.

Among those of the same rank, defeating Ye Yuan was basically impossible.

Moreover, Long Zheng wasn't the strongest among this batch of Dragon Sons.

A flicker of surprise passed through Chenxing's eyes; clearly, Ye Yuan's strength far exceeded his imagination.

In the mist, Long Zheng picked himself up from the ground, his face a mix of shock and anger.

His thoughts were the same as Long Yuan's—this kid was just a braggart.

But this braggart had defeated him without even using martial techniques.

A proud genius could not endure such humiliation!

Long Zheng gritted his teeth and roared, "Kid, you forced me! Let me show you my true power!"

The Dragon Mark on his brow blazed like fire.

A massive phantom of a true dragon, its bloody maw wide and ferocious, appeared behind Long Zheng.

Ye Yuan raised an eyebrow, a playful smile on his face. "Dragon Overlord Pagoda! Hah, interesting, but in your hands, it's too weak!"

The same move, executed by different people, had vastly different power.

Differences in bloodline power, Dragon Mark, and physical strength all affected the move's power.

This move, Dragon Overlord Pagoda, was a divine talent of the dragon race, summoning the spirit of a true dragon to attack the opponent, extremely powerful.

But in Ye Yuan's eyes, Long Zheng's execution was not impressive.

Long Zheng had always been arrogant; besides Long Yuan and Long Qian, the second-ranked in Dragon Village, he looked down on everyone.

Today, being so belittled by an opponent, how could he not be furious?

"Kid, looking down on the Dragon Sons of Dragon Village means death!" Long Zheng roared in anger.

Ye Yuan chuckled lightly, took a step forward, and a dragon phantom appeared behind him as well.

This move was exactly the True Dragon Steps the Heavens that Long Zheng had just used!

"Divine talent? Today I'll show you that the same move, in different hands, has completely different power!"

Ye Yuan laughed softly and suddenly struck out with a palm.

The dragon phantom behind him almost solidified, roaring as it flew toward Long Zheng.

Ye Yuan's dragon phantom was fundamentally different from Long Zheng's Dragon Overlord Pagoda.

Divine talents were blessings from true dragons, summoning the dragon race's primal power to fight.

The dragon phantom summoned by True Dragon Steps the Heavens was merely condensed from Ye Yuan's own blood and qi.

In terms of quality, the two were not on the same level at all.

Long Zheng's Dragon Overlord Pagoda completely surpassed Ye Yuan's in quality.

But when the two powerful moves collided, Long Zheng immediately felt an overwhelming force transmitted from the opponent.

Boom!

Ye Yuan's dragon phantom shattered the Dragon Overlord Pagoda like a whirlwind and then slammed into Long Zheng.

Long Zheng spat blood and was blasted into the ground.

Outside, all the Heavenly Emperors' expressions changed drastically.

"True Dragon Steps the Heavens defeated Dragon Overlord Pagoda? Am I... seeing things?"

"This is too unreasonable! No matter how strong True Dragon Steps the Heavens is, it can't counter Dragon Overlord Pagoda, right?"

"Why is this happening? Why!"

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The Heavenly Emperor experts found it hard to understand; it was universally acknowledged that divine talents were stronger than ordinary martial techniques.

After all, ordinary martial techniques could be cultivated, but divine talents could only be comprehended.

Weak dragon clans might never comprehend a single divine talent in their lifetime.

Only Dragon Sons could comprehend one or two.

In everyone's understanding, only divine talents could counter divine talents.

If you couldn't comprehend one, you could only be crushed.

But now, the divine talent that everyone regarded as a sharp weapon had been defeated by Ye Yuan with an ordinary martial technique!

True Dragon Steps the Heavens was strong, but too weak in the face of divine talents.

Yet Ye Yuan, relying on this martial technique, had defeated the divine talent Dragon Overlord Pagoda!

This result was too shocking.

Chenxing's eyes flickered, and he suddenly spoke, "Girl, this kid... does he have a Perfect Seventh-Turn Golden Body?"

Long Xiaochun giggled and said, "Old Chenxing has sharp eyes! So, is he impressive?"

"What? Per... Perfect Seventh Turn!" Long Zifeng was stunned, disbelief written all over his face.

Perfect Sixth Turn was already rare, and Perfect Seventh Turn was almost extinct!

The Heavenly Emperors were dumbfounded, staring incredulously at the figure on the light screen.

A flicker of surprise passed through Chenxing's eyes, and he nodded slightly. "No wonder! No matter how trashy the martial technique, when executed by a Perfect Seventh Turn, its power skyrockets, let alone the dragon race's supreme martial technique, 'Heavenly Dragon Claws'!"

"Perfect Seventh Turn! How many years has it been since our dragon race produced a Perfect Seventh Turn? This kid is so young, yet he's achieved it!" Long Tianyu exclaimed in shock.

"Long Tianyu, it seems your Dragon Village has met its match this time!" laughed an elder from Canglong Village.

Long Tianyu curled his lip disdainfully. "You'll soon see Long Yuan's true strength. Perfect Seventh Turn... so what?"

At these words, the Heavenly Emperors' expressions varied.

It seemed Long Yuan's strength was indeed formidable!

Chenxing said calmly, "Long Zheng is severely injured and has lost combat capability. His Dragon Mark is revoked, and he is expelled from the Misty Battlefield."

With that, he formed a hand seal, and a beam of light flew out from the Misty Battlefield, landing on the platform.

Long Zheng was covered in wounds, completely unconscious.

The Dragon Mark on his head had also vanished without a trace.

In the Battle of the Dragon Sons, only the last ten remaining could keep their Dragon Marks.

The rest would have their Dragon Marks revoked and return to ordinary status.

The Battle of the Dragon Sons was a great opportunity, but also a brutal elimination round.

The weak could only fade into obscurity.

In the Misty Battlefield, Ye Yuan continued to search for Dragon Source Crystals based on the effect of the Dragon Mark.

Ordinary Dragon Sons were no match for him in a single encounter.

Soon, Ye Yuan had gathered quite a few Dragon Source Crystals.

Elsewhere, Ao Yu, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, a wild joy in his gaze.

"Hahaha... The Misty Battlefield is indeed an excellent place to enhance strength! My Dragon Mark has undergone a second awakening, and I've awakened a second divine talent. My strength has more than doubled! I'm strong enough to rank in the top ten, even the top five! Ye Yuan, pray you don't run into me, or else... your time is up! Blood debts must be repaid in blood!" Ao Yu ground his teeth.

The Dragon Mark was a mark that could be continuously enhanced.

With each awakening, the dragon clan's strength would greatly increase.

That was why the potential of Dragon Sons was immense, and they were so respected.

They were chosen by Dragon Mountain, the future of the dragon race.

Ao Yu had refined several Dragon Source Crystals and undergone a second awakening.

Now, he was bursting with confidence, eager to encounter Ye Yuan immediately.