Chapter 2024: Dragon Transformation Palm

"Liu Yang?"

Sect Leader Kuixiao frowned.

This name... seemed... never heard of!

"Let's go in and see!"

Knowing that asking outside would yield less than going inside, the next moment, he arrived at the venue of the Divine Communication Temple Open Tournament.

Sure enough, he saw a young man standing on the stage, looking around: "Is there anyone else who wants to compete with me?"

Silence all around.

The opponent had challenged over a dozen matches in a row, even defeating the top-ranked core disciple of the Seven Stars Tower. Everyone already knew his strength, understood they couldn't win, and so no one dared to continue.

"I'll give it a try!"

Elder Hongwu raised his eyebrows.

Having just challenged all the elders and won decisively, his battle intent was still strong.

"Be careful!" Sect Leader Kuixiao instructed.

He registered and soon arrived at the competition stage. Elder Hongwu looked at his opponent before him.

He was a young man around twenty years old, but the Divine Communication Temple had disguised everyone's identity, so looking at him revealed nothing.

However, under normal circumstances, young people rarely disguised themselves as elders, and elders didn't like to disguise themselves as young.

The opponent's current appearance looked under twenty, so he himself should be about that age, definitely not over fifty!

"I am Hongwu of the Seven Stars Tower. I wonder if I have met you before?"

He couldn't help but transmit his voice.

"Hongwu?" The young man opposite shook his head: "I don't know you."

Elder Hongwu was taken aback.

Although he was not as famous as Sect Leader Kuixiao, a pseudo-god renowned throughout the world, he was still a very prominent figure in the entire Seven Stars Tower, known to almost everyone in Biyuan City.

This person before him actually said he didn't know him...

Could it be that he wasn't from Biyuan City?

Seeing his disbelief, the young man opposite hesitated, a conflicted expression on his face, and said: "If you can guarantee that you'll lose 2560 Divine Communication Coins to me later, I can say... I know you, if you want."

In the open tournament, after achieving ten consecutive wins, the Divine Communication Coins would no longer double.

That is to say, the tenth, eleventh, twelfth, and subsequent challengers would at most lose 2560 Divine Communication Coins.

Having won fourteen consecutive matches, Zhang Xuan had now earned 15,353 Divine Communication Coins, very close to twenty thousand.

"Let's begin!"

Raising his eyebrows, Elder Hongwu waved his hand grandly.

Did he know how to talk?

Know or not know... What, was he supposed to beg to be known?

And the key point was, lose 2560 Divine Communication Coins... How could he be so sure he would lose?

Too lazy to say more, he flickered and appeared before the opponent, spreading his five fingers and striking down from the air.

Flowerless Palm!

Immortal energy gathered, like vines spreading toward the young man opposite.

Although his cultivation was suppressed to the True Immortal realm, his Flowerless Palm still displayed its strongest power. Vines filled the sky, waves surged green, with no flowers, no edge, yet it made one feel trapped within, as if entangled by nightmares, unable to escape.

Rootless, flowerless, coming from nothing, going into nothing!

Earlier, the reason he had stood out among the many elders was precisely this move!

"Not bad!"

Seeing the opponent's technique, Zhang Xuan nodded.

Having fought over a dozen matches in a row, this opponent's martial skill was the strongest so far.

He met it with a palm strike of his own.

At the same level, he didn't even need the Library of Heaven's Path; he could easily counter it.

Splash!

The palm force descended, as if carrying flames. The vines in the sky seemed to burn. Elder Hongwu's pupils contracted, and he wanted to retreat, but felt his body stuck by a special force, unable to escape.

Smack!

His head shattered, and his corpse lay on the ground.

"Alright, is there anyone else who wants to compete with me?"

Having killed this fellow, Zhang Xuan found that his assets had indeed increased by 2560 Divine Communication Coins. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked around again.

He now had 17,915 Divine Communication Coins. He just needed to defeat one more person to reach twenty thousand!

"Hongwu lost... so quickly?"

Sect Leader Kuixiao and the Grand Elder exchanged glances, both drawing in cold breaths.

Elder Hongwu had just challenged the entire sect's elders without a single defeat... and now he was killed in one punch against this fellow...

"Who exactly is this person?"

"He shouldn't be from the Seven Stars Tower; otherwise, we would have known long ago!"

Sect Leader Kuixiao frowned.

The fact that he could enter the True Immortal level Divine Communication Temple meant his actual cultivation must have reached the True Immortal realm. In the Seven Stars Tower, he would at least be a core disciple... Elder Hongwu was no match for him, and the top-ranked core disciple Meng Han was easily slain. If the Seven Stars Tower really had such a strong expert, he would have made a name for himself long ago, not remained unknown!

"Liu Yang..."

He thought hard, but in his memory, there was no such name.

"I'll give it a try!"

Seeing no one step forward, the Grand Elder paused and walked up to the stage.

He was already over a hundred years old. In terms of cultivation alone, he far surpassed Elder Hongwu. Since the latter had failed, he wanted to try and see if he could defeat the young man on stage.

"Let's begin!"

Seeing someone else come up, Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

His greatest fear was that, with just one last income needed, no one would dare to make a move.

How would he gather enough Divine Communication Coins then?

As for why he chose the name Liu Yang... his favorites like "I'm Very Low-Key" or "I'm Very Handsome" were too easy to expose. Since he had already used the name "Zheng Yang" before, he didn't mind using Liu Yang.

As long as it wasn't Zhao Ya or Wei Ruyan.

Using it directly was much easier than making up a name.

"Begin!" The Grand Elder of the Seven Stars Tower nodded, raised his eyebrows, and opened his hands wide.

In an instant, dozens of palm shadows appeared in the air, linked together like a chain.

Dragon Transformation Palm!

Legend had it that when this move was cultivated to its peak, the palm force could transform into a divine dragon, destroying heaven and earth, making it hard to resist.

"Not bad. I didn't expect that in the few years since I last sparred with him, he has already reached this level, not far from perfection..."

Sect Leader Kuixiao nodded inwardly.

Since breaking through to the pseudo-god realm, he rarely sparred with Immortal Lord-level experts like the Grand Elder, so he didn't know how far the latter had progressed.

Seeing this move, he couldn't help but admire.

The Dragon Transformation Palm was one of the most difficult martial skills to cultivate in the Seven Stars Tower. To be able to execute it like this, at the same level, even he wouldn't be absolutely sure of victory!

"Unfortunately, he's over a hundred years old; otherwise, Elder Hongwu would certainly not have been able to defeat him!"

He shook his head.

To become a pseudo-god, mere cultivation was impossible, no matter how high one's talent.

The only way was... the Heavenly Bridge, the Temple!

He had reached his current realm precisely because a hundred years ago, he had entered it...

Elder Hongwu, although his cultivation was decent and his talent high, unmatched at the same level in the Seven Stars Tower, was still somewhat inferior to his younger self.

Let alone the current Grand Elder!

It was just a pity that the Grand Elder was over a hundred years old. Even if he was very strong at the same level, he could no longer enter the Heavenly Bridge.

"Among the six great sects, only the Lingyun Sword Pavilion is somewhat better..."

Thinking of this, he sighed again.

The greatest goal of the people in the six great sects was to enter the Temple and seize the word 'god'.

Seizing the word was not just to make the sect more prestigious and sound good; the important thing was... only with the word 'god' could one break through to pseudo-god!

Sects without the word could only rely on the Heavenly Bridge, which opened once every hundred years.

Otherwise, no matter how many geniuses or how strong their talent, pseudo-god would be unattainable!

The founding patriarch of the Lingyun Sword Pavilion had seized half a word in the Temple. Therefore, their Lingyun Sword God Art, when cultivated to the limit, could completely break through the Immortal Lord shackles and achieve pseudo-god!

Although the probability was low, it still represented hope.

Unlike their Seven Stars Tower and other sects, no matter how powerful, they could not achieve it!

As for the Divine Communication Temple...

Where its headquarters was, what experts it had, no one knew!

But it was certain that Pavilion Master Kong back then had seized a word, and it must have produced pseudo-god-level experts, or even... stronger!

These thoughts spun quickly in his mind, and he looked up again at the stage before him.

Having executed the Dragon Transformation Palm, the Grand Elder was like a swimming dragon, his figure moving so fast it was invisible.

It was as if everyone saw a giant dragon spanning the stage, swimming ceaselessly, attacking from all directions, dazzling to the eye.

"Impressive!"

Zhang Xuan's eyes narrowed.

Indeed, he couldn't underestimate any expert.

Having fought over a dozen matches in a row, he had felt that the experts of Biyuan City were nothing special, and had inevitably grown contemptuous. Now it seemed, that was not the case!

Not to mention anything else, just this palm technique of the opponent—if he was the least bit careless, he might lose!

Still not using the Library, he activated his Insight Eye, quickly saw the flaws in the technique, raised his eyebrows, formed a sword with his fingers, and stabbed fiercely.

To avoid revealing himself, he didn't use the Sword Intent of the Gods.

However, he still used the Heaven's Path Sword Art. The sword stabbed out as if from beyond the heavens, leaving no trace, no technique, like an antelope hanging its horns. As soon as it appeared, it landed exactly where the Dragon Transformation Palm was advancing.

Whoosh!

The swimming dragon in the air seemed attracted by something, following the sword qi forward rapidly.

Zhang Xuan smiled faintly.

This move was inspired by Elder Yuan using the North Sea Dragon Pearl to tease the "flood dragon," and he created it on a whim.

Using sword qi to form a dragon pearl, the palm force of the Dragon Transformation Palm was indeed attracted, no longer under the opponent's control.

"Go!"

He flicked the sword qi.

Whoosh!

It flew toward the edge of the stage, and the Dragon Transformation Palm's power followed closely.

Boom!

A violent explosion shook the entire stage.

The Grand Elder clearly hadn't expected that his palm force would be attracted by the opponent's faint sword qi and slip out of control. While still in shock, he felt a searing pain at his throat.

He quickly looked down and saw that the sword qi from the opponent's fingertip had somehow already pierced his throat.

"Such a formidable attack, such a fast sword..."

A gurgling sound came from his throat, his eyes filled with disbelief, and the Grand Elder's corpse fell to the ground.

Even at the moment of death, he couldn't believe that his powerful ultimate technique had been easily broken by the opponent's tiny sword qi.

"This..."

Sect Leader Kuixiao's body stiffened, a powerful shock rendering him speechless.

Breaking the Dragon Transformation Palm with one move and killing the Grand Elder...

Who exactly was this person?

With such cultivation, if I... went up, could I win?