Chapter 278 - 247: Clash of Two Tigers

Chapter 278: Chapter 247: Clash of Two Tigers

RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

A blinding flash of lightning pierced through the thick clouds, and for a brief moment, the gloomy world was illuminated.

A moment later, the belated thunder finally arrived, shaking the heavens. The lightning had split the sky, illuminating the high peaks. It cast long, intersecting shadows of the two men and two beasts on the arena, their heaven-reaching auras brewing and intensifying.

ROAR!!!

The Celestial Cyan Sub-Dragon shrieked, raising its arrogant draconic head. Its body, over thirty meters long, fully unfurled as it floated in mid-air, acting as a Guardian beside Yang Chengxu. It shot a contemptuous glare at Zhang Tianwen, emitting a faint cyan glow as its draconic might unabashedly blanketed the entire arena.

Following its Dragon’s Roar, a sonic storm swept through the void, rushing toward Zhang Tianwen.

On Zhang Tianwen’s side stood an equally massive Spirit Beast, its size comparable to the Celestial Cyan Sub-Dragon. It was covered in yellow and white stripes, possessing the form of a tiger with stout limbs. A glittering, king-character mark on its forehead gave it an exceptionally domineering air. With a gentle sway of its tail, the void itself seemed to crackle as ripples spread outward.

When it opened its mouth, its fangs glinted with a cold light. A domineering presence was palpable in its pale red, beastly eyes. A majestic beastly might erupted from it, rivaling the draconic might of the Celestial Cyan Sub-Dragon. The two forces clashed, locked in a momentary stalemate.

"The one known as the King of Hundred Beasts... the Divine Might Spirit Tiger!"

"It’s a Spirit Beast also rumored to contain a trace of the White Tiger’s bloodline. A Divine Might Spirit Tiger! This will be a true battle between a dragon and a tiger. It’s in no way inferior to that Celestial Cyan Sub-Dragon!"

"It looks like the match between these two is going to be incredibly exciting!"

On the high platform, the two Peak Masters watched their respective disciples and nodded slightly. A flash of surprise crossed Mu Yongxian’s eyes as he looked at Zhang Tianwen’s Spirit Beast.

"Peak Master Mo, you’re quite generous. To find such a Spirit Beast for your disciple... that’s no simple feat."

"It was his own fateful encounter," Mo Pengchen said noncommittally with a faint smile, saying no more.

ROAR!!!

Facing the Celestial Cyan Sub-Dragon’s shriek, the Divine Might Spirit Tiger refused to be outdone. It opened its mouth and let out a roar that shook the world. An even fiercer sonic attack swept out, and the two forces canceled each other out, sending ripples through the void and churning up waves of energy.

"Not bad," Yang Chengxu said, his expression as calm and indifferent as ever. He looked at Zhang Tianwen with a hint of appreciation, chuckled, and spoke coolly, "Brother Zhang, you truly are impressive. In your past form, I might have even feared you a little. But now... I just wonder how much of your peak strength you still have."

"You can find out by testing me."

Zhang Tianwen’s expression remained unchanged as he replied coolly, though a ripple stirred in the depths of his eyes. He waved his hand, unleashing his cultivation. In an instant, the power of the Peak of Foundation Establishment Seventh Layer flared like a bright lamp in the darkness, stirring up giant waves. It resonated with his Spirit Beast, the Divine Might Spirit Tiger, creating an undeniable radiance that shone in all directions.

"Heh. The Peak of Foundation Establishment Seventh Layer. What a pity. That’s as high as your limit goes."

The smile on Yang Chengxu’s face remained. He shook his head and stopped holding back, unleashing the full aura of his cultivation. It was not the Foundation Establishment Sixth Layer that was rumored, but the Foundation Establishment Seventh Layer as well.

Zhang Tianwen’s eyes narrowed slightly. He let out a soft breath but said nothing in response to Yang Chengxu’s mocking words.

"Alright, then. Let’s see just how capable the former number one genius of the Wanxiang Sect really is."

Yang Chengxu sneered. Before his words had even faded, the Celestial Cyan Sub-Dragon beside him began to move. Amidst continuous Dragon’s Roars, its long, slender tail was enveloped in cyan light, swelling in size as it whipped violently toward the Divine Might Spirit Tiger’s head.

"Divine Dragon Tail Swing!"

The blow was immensely powerful, tearing through the air. Within its range, raindrops seemed to freeze in place before being shattered into an even finer mist.

ROAR!!

The Divine Might Spirit Tiger roared, its cold, beastly eyes unmoved. It raised a stout foreleg and swiped violently at the incoming dragon tail!

Its paw glowed with a brilliant white light, its sharp claws growing to an immense size as they slashed down.

In an instant, the two attacks collided. The Celestial Cyan Sub-Dragon cried out in pain, and the Divine Might Spirit Tiger’s body shuddered, but neither backed down. They continued to grapple fiercely.

Streaks of cyan light flared as the Celestial Cyan Sub-Dragon exerted its power. Its draconic body formed a circle, head to tail, coiling around the Divine Might Spirit Tiger and slowly tightening its grip.

A pillar of cyan light shot out from the horn on its forehead, aimed directly at the Divine Might Spirit Tiger in the center of its coils.

The Divine Might Spirit Tiger shook its head and stomped its paws on the arena floor, causing the entire stage to tremble. Suddenly, its whole body erupted in a brilliant white light. The phantom image of a pair of giant tiger paws appeared in the sky and smashed down violently on the Celestial Cyan Sub-Dragon!

RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

The cyan light shattered, and the tiger paws dissipated along with it. A violent shockwave swept out, sending raindrops flying in all directions—a true spectacle of a dragon fighting a tiger.

Meanwhile, Yang Chengxu and Zhang Tianwen had not been idle. While their Spirit Beasts fought, they themselves had already exchanged dozens of blows.

Yang Chengxu’s figure was like a bolt of lightning. His feet tapped lightly on the arena floor, sending rainwater splashing. Before the drops could even land, he was already in front of Zhang Tianwen, a vicious look on his face as he threw a punch.

"My realm might be a bit lower than yours now, but with the support of my Eighth-Layer Spirit Platform, why should I fear you in a real fight?"

Yang Chengxu roared. As he spoke, layers of ice spikes covered his fist, glinting coldly as they aimed for Zhang Tianwen’s heart.

’An Eighth-Layer Spirit Platform... so what?’