Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone

Chapter 793 793: Volume 646, conferred the title of Prince of Xue Star, seeking the spirit of defeat_2

Many cultivators, eager to step over Lu Xuanji, flashed a trace of fear in their eyes.

"Who else wants to fight!"

Lu Xuanji shouted.

The scenes of confrontation here can be clearly seen from the outside; likewise, Lu Xuanji can clearly see everything outside and can leave the Treasure Pagoda at any time.

"I'll take up the challenge!"

At this moment, a cultivator's figure flickered, entering the Treasure Pagoda.

This cultivator stood in mid-air, with three pairs of blood-colored wings behind him. As he entered the Treasure Pagoda, his cultivation dropped to the same realm, looking at Lu Xuanji coldly and said, "I am of Ninth Grade aptitude, not as good as you. You can call me, Qin Zhan!"

Lu Xuanji nodded and said, "I'll beat you into a pig's head, don't get angry!"

Qin Zhan said, "Inside the pagoda, we are in the same realm; it seems like a fair duel, but it is not fair at all. I have been bitterly cultivating for twelve thousand years, yet you are not even five thousand. I have been comprehending various cultivation techniques from a young age, understanding many divine techniques, and comprehending multiple mysteries; but you were born from the bottom, unknown to many profound things. Even if you had opportunities, how could you compare to me."

"I don't bully you; if you can endure ten of my moves, you've passed!"

His words were domineering, filled with a sense of natural entitlement.

Lu Xuanji laughed and said, "I won't bully you either, I will definitely smash your dog's head. Don't pretend to be a big-tailed wolf, if you're brave enough, fight to the death; everything else is illusory, only battle is real!"

Qin Zhan laughed, coldly said, "Many people are ignorant of their limits, then I shall enlighten you. Do you really think you are something?"

As he spoke, his powerful Qi and blood surged, his aura like a tide, blood-red light soared to the sky, exuding waves of destruction.

Behind him appeared the anomaly of the Sea of Blood, with evil qi surging, death qi spreading, destruction flowing, and despair sweeping through, various energies merged into a world-ending Sea of Blood.

Boom boom boom!

Blood-colored thunderbolts flickered, slashing down from the void.

Though only at the second level of Refining Void, the aura it erupted far surpassed the previous cultivator.

Lu Xuanji still wore a smile, but his expression grew more solemn, showing no contempt for this formidable foe, but instead took him very seriously.

Not long ago, he gathered some intelligence to handle certain unforeseen events.

Within the intelligence, the name Qin Zhan appeared.

This is because Qin Zhan is quite renowned within the Feather Demon Race.

Blood Martial King Qin Zhan, ranked third on the Refining Void list, proficient in the Mysteries of Blood and the Mysteries of War, is a powerful martial cultivator, with extraordinary martial art aptitude, outstanding in combat and slaughter, seemingly a natural-born war god, born to fight in battles, growing braver as the fight progresses. The stronger the opponent, the more his combat power soars.

Thump thump thump thump!

Qin Zhan's footsteps echoed, like war drums.

His footsteps flickered, and he punched forward fiercely.

His punch was dull, powerfully forceful, as if endless strength was concentrated on his fist, compressed into a singular, ultimate attack.

Kill!

Lu Xuanji took a deep breath, did not evade, but instead advanced directly, charging forward.

When narrow roads meet, the brave wins.

When cultivators clash, combat techniques are important, but the key lies in a single breath.

If the breath is strong, it can reach the heavens, and suppress all strong enemies.

If that one breath leaks, one loses sharpness and cutting edge.

In all circumstances, there was no allowance for him to dodge.

Boom boom boom!

Punch met punch, force clashed with force, no excess techniques, no mysterious transformations, only the collision of ultimate force.

Bang bang!

Under the massive force impact, Lu Xuanji stepped back two steps, while Qin Zhan stepped back one.

Lu Xuanji was speechless, slightly surprised.

In this force collision, he unexpectedly lost by a margin.

How could this be, his strength was immense but stood atop the ceiling of the world.

"My aptitude and combat power are only at the pinnacle of the Purple Mansion World. In the Purple Mansion World, in same realm duels, none are stronger than me. But only within the Purple Mansion Realm, the energy level of the Feiyu Realm is half a tier higher, the upper limit is much higher!"

"This means I have enemies, and can potentially be defeated!"

Lu Xuanji pondered, quickly understanding where the defeat lay.

A clear stream cannot nurture a flood dragon.

The energy level of a world determines the potential limit of a cultivator.

It's not that he isn't strong enough, but that the world's ceiling is as such.

Thinking of this, Lu Xuanji became excited again. When two worlds collide, this means he might raise his own limits.

"How can you be this strong?"

Qin Zhan was astounded in his heart.

He admitted this Xue Star Prince had powerful aptitude, but too young, with inadequate foundation, combat power ultimately limited. Yet in that punch exchange, although he had the upper hand, the advantage was not apparent. Meanwhile, a fire burned in his heart, battle intent soared.

Too powerful, he cannot defeat;

Too weak, fighting is meaningless;

Only such an opponent is worth battling.

"Fight again!"

Qin Zhan advanced a step, propelled his fist forward, menacingly attacking.

Lu Xuanji moved forward as well, his punch like meteors, his punch like cannonballs.

Boom boom boom!

The void resonated, destruction surged.

The two clashed together, not using various secret techniques or killing moves, purely competing with physical strength, purely comparing qi and blood strength.

Like martial artists of the mortal world, fighting fiercely across the battlefield.

Their moves were grand and unrestrained, like mountains sweeping through, like tides surging, like river currents flowing, like tsunamis rising.