Chapter 2169: Too Painful to Watch

"Why is this happening? Even the Momentary Heavenly Dragon Hand couldn't be this strong, could it? What secret lies behind this?"

Long Tianyu stared at Ye Yuan on the light screen, his eyes full of confusion.

The Momentary Heavenly Dragon Hand was strong, that was true.

But the Boundless Heavenly Gang Fist should have been even stronger!

Even with the boost of a perfect seventh turn, could it really make Ao Yu lose so thoroughly?

The other Heavenly Emperors were equally baffled by this outcome.

They didn't care about Ao Yu's life or death, but they were very interested in the reason for Ye Yuan's strength.

"Why bother with the secret? Winning is enough! Didn't you just say Ye Yuan had no chance?" Long Xiaochun seized the opportunity to slap Long Tianyu in the face.

Long Tianyu's old face flushed red, and he fell silent, not daring to speak.

Chenxing, however, seemed thoughtful and said slowly, "If I'm not mistaken, Ye Yuan has mastered a technique for compressing power! This technique allows the power of a martial skill to be condensed without releasing it, focused on a single point. It looks ordinary, but once unleashed, it's like a surging flood—unstoppable! In this way, the power of a martial skill can be doubled, or even multiplied several times!"

"What? There's actually such a technique!"

"That's too变态! This technique essentially elevates a martial skill by a whole grade! No wonder the Boundless Heavenly Gang Fist was so vulnerable before him!"

"Why have I never heard of such a technique?"

...

These Heavenly Emperor powerhouses had all lived for endless ages and were supposedly well-traveled and knowledgeable.

Yet none of them had ever heard of the power Ye Yuan had displayed.

Just how many fortuitous encounters had this kid had?

Chenxing shook his head and said, "This technique was very popular in the previous era, but it has long been lost. I myself have only seen a few words about it in an ancient text from the Heavenly Dragon Mountain. Ye Yuan's method closely resembles the description in that text."

The Heavenly Emperors looked at each other, stunned into silence.

As Ye Yuan revealed one trump card after another, their shock grew ever deeper.

...

In the Misty Battlefield, Ye Yuan looked down at Ao Yu beneath his feet and said calmly, "No reason. It's because... you're too weak! So what if you've awakened twice? You couldn't even force out my true strength. With such power, you wanted to kill me?"

Ao Yu's eyes were ashen, filled with disbelief.

They had fought to this extent, and Ye Yuan still hadn't gone all out?

This guy... where was his limit?

But none of that mattered anymore.

Ye Yuan stomped down, directly ending his life.

Long Zheng had no enmity with him, so Ye Yuan wouldn't kill him.

But since Ao Yu wanted to kill him, Ye Yuan naturally wouldn't hold back.

Seeing this, Ao Qi also shook his head slightly, sighing deeply.

He hadn't expected that the Purple Dragon Fort would produce two unparalleled geniuses, only for it to end like this.

Ye Yuan took the Dragon Source Crystal and continued walking through the Misty Battlefield.

He strolled leisurely, without much caution.

In this Misty Battlefield, no one had been born yet who could harm him.

If he couldn't handle opponents of the same rank, he would be far too weak.

But undeniably, these Dragon Sons were all extremely powerful, capable of fighting above their level.

If Ao Yu had left the Misty Battlefield, he might have soon broken through to the Third Heaven of the Heavenly Sovereign realm.

With his combat power, even against a Fourth Heaven Heavenly Sovereign, he could hold his own.

After all, a Fourth Heaven Heavenly Sovereign almost completely dominated a Third Heaven one.

But among those of the same rank, it was extremely difficult for anyone to surpass Ye Yuan.

As time passed, fewer and fewer Sons of the Heavenly Dragon remained in the Misty Battlefield.

Those who remained were all elites, and the battle grew increasingly fierce.

After disabling two Sons of the Heavenly Dragon, Ye Yuan unexpectedly encountered Dragon Seven.

Dragon Seven had not withdrawn from the Misty Battlefield; he had merely been defeated by Ao Yu and had not lost his combat ability.

After retreating, he continued searching for Dragon Source Crystals.

"You, this arrogant brat? Get lost, or die!" Dragon Seven said coldly, his gaze sharp and haughty.

Ye Yuan couldn't help but chuckle at this.

These guys were each more arrogant than the last, all speaking in the same tone.

Ye Yuan ignored him entirely and walked leisurely toward the Dragon Source Crystal.

Dragon Seven narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Am I talking to a deaf man? Take one more step, and I'll make you bleed on the spot!"

Dragon Seven had no idea that outside, Dragon Zifeng's face had turned green.

Inside the Misty Battlefield, no matter how loud the commotion from a fight between two people, others were completely unaware.

Dragon Seven had no idea that Ao Yu, who had defeated him, had been crushed under Ye Yuan's foot.

Now, ignorant of the truth, Dragon Seven was still putting on airs in front of Ye Yuan—wasn't that like the old birthday star eating arsenic, tired of living?

The assembled Heavenly Emperors found the scene amusing.

Even Ao Qi couldn't help but tease, "Dragon Zifeng, Dragon Seven is aiming for the top three. As long as he takes down Ye Yuan, his spot in the top three should be secure. By the way, you said you had the capital to act arrogant in front of our Purple Dragon Village. Now it's your turn to show off."

The Heavenly Emperors burst into laughter.

At this moment, Dragon Zifeng could no longer muster any arrogance.

He merely snorted coldly, but his gaze held a glimmer of hope that Dragon Seven would not attack Ye Yuan.

But unfortunately, Dragon Seven did attack.

Seeing that Ye Yuan completely disregarded him and continued walking toward the Dragon Source Crystal, Dragon Seven snorted coldly and said in a chilling voice, "You ungrateful wretch, you really think you're something! Since you're asking for death, don't blame me! Dragon's Tyrant Pagoda!"

Dragon Seven had also awakened two innate divine abilities, but his Heavenly Dragon Mark had not undergone a second awakening, so his strength was still slightly inferior to Ao Yu's.

Ye Yuan couldn't be bothered with words; he casually unleashed a single Universe Palm, sending Dragon Seven flying.

Dragon Seven fell to the ground, his face filled with shock.

"Impossible! The Universe Palm actually broke my Dragon's Tyrant Pagoda?" Dragon Seven's eyes were full of disbelief.

Dragon Seven had never taken Ye Yuan's words before entering seriously.

What strength could someone who hadn't even awakened the Heavenly Dragon Seal possess?

But now, he realized he was wrong!

Terribly wrong!

Ye Yuan's strength was truly formidable!

Ye Yuan retrieved the Dragon Source Crystal and said calmly, "You should have also comprehended the Boundless Heavenly Fist, right? If you're not convinced, feel free to use it."

Contempt!

Barefaced contempt!

Dragon Seven, full of pride, could not stand such provocation.

"Kid, since you're looking for death, I'll send you on your way!"

Dragon Seven's gaze turned cold, his True Dragon Soul surged again, and the Boundless Heavenly Fist erupted!

He didn't know that outside, Dragon Zifeng had closed his eyes in pain, unable to bear watching this scene.

Sure enough, with a "boom," Dragon Seven's body, like a kite with a broken string, was sent flying once more.

However, Ye Yuan showed mercy this time, allowing Dragon Seven to safely withdraw from the Misty Battlefield.