The phoenix cry from Zhang Yu’s body echoed incessantly, and his aura seemed to have been unsealed and began to rise rapidly. His body became red under the high temperature, accompanying this boost in his aura. Runes also began to appear on the surface of his body, and white smoke rose from the ground.
When Lin Yun looked at the ground, he realized that the high temperature was melting it.
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“Scarlet Flame Cauldron!” Zhang Yu unleashed his trump card, executing the second form of the Divine Flame Fist, and the power of this attack was infinitely close to the limit of ghost spirit martial techniques.
His body was like a cauldron, and his dragon origin was the molten iron, using his Flame Intent to ignite his blood. When his physique reached the limit, his body felt like it would blow apart at any time. As he unleashed a ferocious roar, he released thirty-six punches.
Each punch was like a golden fireball, with thirty-six fireballs streaking across the horizon like meteorites dragging a long trail of flames. They had constructed into some sort of ancient mark. As the mark radiated brightly, the thirty-six fireballs combined into one, unleashing a massive aura.
This had a wide area of attack, enveloping the entire stage and not giving Lin Yun a chance to dodge unless he left the Thunderblood Battlefield. But if that was the case, this meant he had conceded.
A blazing aura swept out when the mark shone brightly, putting the entire Thunderblood Square at a high temperature. Everyone in the square was sweating profusely, and they couldn’t isolate the heat even if they covered themselves with their dragon origin. This made everyone feel as though they were being baked.
“Hmph. Lin Xiao, I prepared this strongest attack for the top ten. It cannot be dodged or destroyed even if you find the flaw. Let me see how you take this one!” Zhang Yu yelled, looking like a madman.