With his left hand behind his back, Ao Wushuang raised his right hand.
"Huo Ling, I am going to use half of my strength, I hope that you can at least withstand one move!"
he said calmly.
Ao Wushuang spoke extremely arrogantly, implying that even if he were to use half of his strength, Huo Ling would not be able to block even one move.
However, none of the thousands of audience members in Archean Fighting Ring who heard Ao Wushuang's words thought he was arrogant.
None of the people with the same cultivation as Ao Wushuang in the entire Hong Domain even paralleled him. Additionally, he had broken into Lv 5 True Spirit Realm, which was one level higher than Huo Ling.
"Bring it on!"
Huo Ling's face was solemn, and he nodded his head. He pulled out a long saber, and his aura skyrocketted. Within seconds his essence, qi and spirit had peaked, and his whole body was surging with flames.
Ao Wushang's hand clenched into a fist, and without any fancy tricks, he punched straight forward.
"Emperor's Fist — Earth-settling Fist!"
The extremely strong fist force was overbearing and unstoppable. The air within a hundred meters exploded instantaneously, and a fist glow appeared in front of Huo Ling's eyes.
"Open!" Huo Ling shouted with rage, both hands holding his saber. He activiated the Genuine Vitality in his whole body and swung out his blade violently.
Boom!
The long saber broke through the fist glow, and a loud sound rang out, shaking the world. Huo Ling's body instantly shot backwards.
With a single punch, Huo Ling was sent flying backwards a dozen kilometers out of the fighting ring into the spectators stand.
Everyone could not help but gasp.
"He's too powerful!"
"With only half his strength, he can send Huo Ling back dozens of kilometers with one punch!"
This type of strength have already exceeded Huo Ling by so much!
"Ao Wushuang is strong indeed. With such strength, there is no one here who could challenge his position!"
"Ao Wushuang has no enemies at the same level of cultivation. Now that Ao Wushuang is one level higher than everyone else, he can easily crush anyone!"
"This type of terrifying strength is enough to defeat a martial artist who is at Peak Lv 8 True Spirit Realm!"
The audience was shocked and impressed by the strength of Ao Wushuang. Even the older martial artists at the Enlightenment Realm could not help but gasp. They estimated that when they were Ao Wushuang's age, they would not even have had 30% of his strength.
Wu Sheng, Mo Yue, the Ninth Princess, and a few others who had been eager to challenege Ao Wushaung's genius but now, their faces were grave.
This type of strength made them feel powerlessness.
Even the ninth princess, who had had a little a confidence before this, could not help but shake her head.
Su Mo squinted his eyes into slits.
Strong!
Too strong!
Undoubtedly, Ao Wushuang was by far the strongest person among the younger generation whom Su Mo had ever seen.
Of course, that was only limited to the Hong Domain and so did not include Shangguan Hao.
If he did not use the Devouring Martial Soul or Nirvana Sword Qi, Su Mo would definitely be no match for Ao Wushuang.
Even if he used those skills, Su Mo would still be unsure of any chance.
Su Mo had yet to try Nirvana Sword Qi and did not fully understand its powers.
In the fighting ring, Ao Wushuang stood proudly like an emperor, looking toward Huo Ling in the distance.
"Huo Ling, do you see the difference between us now?" Ao Wushang shouted proudly.
Huo Ling looked dazed and was silent.
After a short while, Huo Ling nodded his head. The gap between him and his opponent really was too wide.
After devouring Huo Ling's Dragon Luck, Ao Wushuang's Dragon Luck was 93 meters long.
His face looked grave. At this rate, it would be difficult for him to reach 100 meters by the end of the competition.
However, when he thought about the remaining matches, everyone would have to fight the other nine competitors, and he still had seven people left; but even if he were to devour the Dragon Luck of the remaining seven people, it might still not be enough to reach 100 meters.
Huo Ling's dragon luck was slightly smaller than others, hence he did not devour much.
Wu Sheng's and Mo Yue's Dragon Luck was much more powerful, so he could devour much more of their Dragon Luck.
After a short while, the next battle was about to begin. It was Mo Yue against Nie Chong.
Although Nie Chong was strong, and his Overlord Fist was even stronger and fiercer, he had still lost to Mo Yue.
Mo Yue was no weaker that Nie Chong, and with his sixteen avartars of illusion and only a dozen moves, he defeated Nie Chong.
In the next fight, it was Wu Sheng against Hong Qingtian.
Hong Qingtian might not be weaker than Wu Sheng, but he was no match for Wu Sheng at all. With only two strokes, he was already at a grave disadvantage.
"Killing Wtihout Survivors!"
His body sped toward Hong Qingtian like an arrow.
Whoosh!
The cold black light was sharp and unparalleled, and the lifeless sword Qi burst into the sky.
With one swing of the sword, the air seemed to have stopped moving, and Wu Sheng's sword exceeded the speed of the air.
"Oh no!" Hong Qiangtian was astonished. There was no way he could stop this move at all.
"World-obliterating Palm!"
He desperately sent one palm toward the sword radiance and swiftly fell back.
Slash!
With a flash of cold light, the World-obliterating Palm was instantly torn apart, and a burst of blood sprayed out.
Hong Qingtian stopped a few hundred meters back and looked down. A sword wound had been slashed from his chest to his lower abdomen and had blood flowing out of it.
Fortunately, the sword mark was not deep, or it would have been enough to kill him.
"Hong Qingtian, you are no match for me. Is there still any need to fight on?" Wu Sheng asked coldly.
Hong Qingtian was silent. He sighed, nodded his head and surrendered. His opponent was too strong, and if he continued, he would only be asking for embarrassment.
Everyone was not surprised that Wu Sheng immediately defeated Hong Qingtian. After all, Wu Sheng's strength was the closest to Ao Wushuang's.
Of course, there was still the ninth princess and the powerful Su Mo. Their strengths were relatively unknown.
The battle between Wu Sheng and Hong Qingtian ended, and immediately it was the ninth princess and Han Qianze's fight.
Han Qianze was definitely no match for the ninth princess. Her Devastating Red Lotus was invincible, and even Hang Qianze's terrifying frost defence could not stop the attack.
One strike, and Han Qianze was overpowered. The second strike hit, and Han Qianze suffered an injury.
Immediately, Han Qianze gave up and decided to admit defeat.
It was once again Su Mo's turn to fight, his opponent was Duanmu Ying.
Swish!
Once in the ring, Su Mo's combat strength on full display, and without any fancy moves, he sent out his sharp sword radiance.
Simple, brutal and direct attacks still contained with amazing and shocking power. The terryifying sword Qi struck Duanmu Ying.
"Green Jade Palm!"
Although Duanmu Ying unleashed her strongest moves and resisted strongly, she was unable to stop Su Mo's attack and was sent flying back dozens of meters.
The Duanmu Ying's strength was far weaker than Su Mo's.
With the second strike, Su Mo had forced his opponent out of the fighting ring.
After devouring Duanmu Ying's Dragon Luck, Su Mo's Dragon Luck was now 78 meters long.
Now, Su Mo's Dragon Luck was the fifth among the top ten. He was right behind Ao Wushuang, Wu Sheng, Mo Yue and the Ninth Princess.
All five of them had not yet lost a battle.