Chapter 1255 1281: Peerless Genius

Chu Cheng's fiery gaze towards Princess Qingyou didn't go unnoticed by many people. At this moment, he was the focal figure in the arena, and everyone was attentively watching his every move.

Many eyes were already filled with murderous intent, wishing they could kill this guy for daring to look at Princess Qingyou in full view. Yet, when Princess Qingyou gave him a sweet smile, it only fueled many people's anger.

Chu Cheng now approached the screen, furiously circulating the Nether Power within him. This time, he was ready to unleash his most powerful strike. If this strike still couldn't surpass the current first place, he would have no choice but to transform into a Golden Dragon.

Chu Cheng differed from Chu Lin; after transforming into a Golden Dragon, he possessed formidable Dragon Power, but it brought severe side effects. This might be due to incomplete bloodline cleansing or that Chu Cheng's Bloodline Power hadn't been fully awakened.

If it were to be fully awakened, his strength might be even greater. This was his final gambit for victory, but the cost was quite severe—unable to move for two days, feeling utterly weak as if on death's door, and in excruciating pain.

This is why he didn't transform into a Golden Dragon right away. If not absolutely necessary, he wouldn't do so. Now, he hoped that his second attack would have a significant breakthrough, allowing him to avoid transforming into a Golden Dragon.

After taking a deep breath, the long sword in Chu Cheng's hand emitted a dim light. He quickly flew into the air, spinning around, with only his afterimage visible in the sky, while his true figure was nowhere to be found.

With a mighty swing of his long sword, the air was filled with enormous Sword Qi attacks. These Sword Qi attacks quickly converged into a gigantic long sword several meters long, striking squarely against the screen.

"Boom!" A loud bang resounded in the arena, causing a violent tremor in the surrounding space. Chu Cheng spun his body and flew several meters away. His move was similar to the Purple-clothed Young Master's, making him immune to the Rebound Force.

At this moment, Chu Cheng was met with cheers from the crowd both below and in the stands. His strike was perfect in both force and retreat stance. Even Chu Linfeng was quite pleased, not expecting his son to mature to this level.

Once again, the screen flashed, and numbers began to appear. Everyone was eagerly awaiting Chu Cheng's Combat Power to appear, and soon a staggering number emerged.

"Eighty-five! A very high number! I never thought you could score eighty-five; your future is limitless. Congratulations on passing smoothly!" The elder happily said to Chu Cheng. He had been optimistic about this young man from the start and wasn't disappointed.

"Eighty-five?" Chu Cheng voiced upon hearing the number, though his expression was one of disappointment. Others thought he was too shocked to speak, not knowing he wasn't satisfied with the result at all.

"Eighty-five, and you still think it's not enough? You have one more chance; are you planning to try again?" The elder noticed an unusual expression on Chu Cheng's face and asked.

"I'm planning to attempt a third attack. I want to take first place!" Chu Cheng declared resolutely. Though his voice wasn't loud, everyone heard him clearly and couldn't understand what he intended to do. With eighty-five already the second place, could he have an even more powerful move yet unrevealed?

People were now eagerly anticipating Chu Cheng's final strike. Meanwhile, Chu Linfeng was smiling broadly at his son; he didn't know what else Chu Cheng might unleash, but if he decided to strike again, it must be a more formidable attack.

"Brother Lin Feng, your son is remarkable, attaining such high Combat Power. This next strike will definitely be even more exciting—truly, like father, like son." King Zhao remarked to Chu Linfeng.

"Your words are too kind. Cheng'er just wishes to secure first place to rightfully marry Qingyou, thereby preventing idle gossip. I think you understand this, right?" Chu Linfeng replied.

"There's no talk even at second place; I never stipulated that only the first place could become my son-in-law. If the first place turned out to be someone ungainly, wouldn't my Qingyou suffer? I had thought of this from the start." King Zhao laughed.

At this moment, beneath the arena, the Purple-clothed Young Master's eyes brimmed with murderous intent. If Chu Cheng indeed secured first place, he would find a way to slay him. Princess Qingyou belonged to him alone—no one else should dare to touch.

Chu Cheng was oblivious to this looming danger. However, with Chu Linfeng present, he had no fear even if there were a truly supreme force. Glancing at the screen before him, he retreated a few steps.

The Dragon Power within him swiftly circulated. With an overwhelming dragon roar from his mouth, a golden dragon appeared in the sky above the arena. Chu Cheng's transformed Dragon Body wasn't that large, about just over ten meters in length.

Seeing Chu Cheng suddenly transform into a golden dragon surprised everyone beyond belief. This exceeded their expectations. It was true that the Netherworld had the Dragon Race, but they were generally black Nether Dragons; a golden dragon could only appear in the Immortal Realm.

Yet, it appeared here, indicating this boy was from the Immortal Realm, which puzzled everyone. Meanwhile, Chu Cheng paid no heed, rapidly circulating Dragon Power through his body into his golden Dragon Claw.

His figure flashed, and the Dragon Claw struck the screen precisely. This strike didn't cause a violent spatial tremor; the screen merely wobbled slightly, but Chu Cheng flew back dozens of meters before stopping, landing off the stage.

By now, he had returned to human form, appearing extremely weak and pale, yet his eyes were fixed on the screen, keen to see the number his final strike had achieved.

At this moment, Chu Linfeng swiftly flew from the stands to where Chu Cheng had fallen, moving so fast that King Zhao was surprised.

"Cheng'er, are you okay?" Chu Linfeng asked worriedly, while taking an Immortal Jade Lotus Seed from his Storage Ring for him to consume, and quickly channeling Chaotic Immortal Power into his body.

"Father, I'm fine! Cheng'er won't let you down!" Chu Cheng replied weakly.

The screen flashed with white light, and the number from Chu Cheng's final strike appeared. When the elder saw this number, his body trembled in shock, and looking in awe at Chu Cheng, he said:

"The Combat Power for the third strike is ninety, the first ever to reach a Combat Power of ninety, with unlimited potential—a genius without equal!"