Little Thunder King, Lei Qian

Little Thunder King was about to bully someone again, and this time it was Xia Yan, the head of the Eight Divisions and Spirit General of the Deva Division. As soon as this news came out, the Yuan Sect disciples who were not in trouble all rushed over to this place.

On the huge Battle Platform, two figures stood facing each other.

"Haha, Junior Brother Xia Yan, don't worry, we'll stop here."

Looking at the dense crowd around him, Lei Qian immediately said in high spirits.

His arrogance doesn't mean he's stupid or crazy; he's always been arrogant within limits.

With the Eastern Xuan Region Sect Competition imminent, if he were to accidentally cripple Xia Yan during the upcoming fight, the Three Great Yuan Gate Giants would definitely not let him off easily.

Giving Xia Yan a hard time and making Elder Jiang Ran lose face is enough.

"Senior Brother Lei Qian, please!"

Xia Yan nodded solemnly. He was only a mid-stage Spirit General of the Nine Yuan Nirvana Stage, so of course he had to be nervous when facing the Little Thunder King, who was at the Half-step Life Mysterious Stage.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, thousands of bolts of lightning erupted from Lei Qian's body. He slammed his foot into the ground and vanished in a flash of Silver Lightning.

Fast! Extremely fast!

"On the left!"

Xia Yan's mind stirred, and he subconsciously dodged half a step to the left. The next second, a fist enveloped in dense lightning passed by in mid-air.

"Hey, Xia Yan, it seems your cultivation has improved quite a bit in the past few months." The lightning figure that emerged from another place was clearly taken aback.

"Oh no, the reaction was too fast. I should have held back a bit."

Xia Yan was startled and immediately considered how to react next.

Damn it, having too much fighting spirit isn't a good thing either!

"However... that's enough!"

Lei Qian's expression suddenly turned fierce, and he raised his hand to throw a punch. The dense lightning rapidly compressed into the head of a roaring lightning lion.

"Thunder Sound Lion Fist!"

With a single punch, a giant lion of lightning, formed entirely from pure lightning Origin Energy, roared and Breaking Through the Void, charging towards them.

"Thank goodness he's a blockhead!"

Xia Yan breathed a sigh of relief, then quickly made a terrifying gasp, rapidly changing his hand seals as if facing a formidable enemy, and violent Origin Energy surged out of his body.

"Demonic Yuan Curse Body!"

Countless eerie black patterns surged forth from his body, crawling towards each corner of his form. In the next instant, Xia Yan's body swelled to several times its original size, covered in Black Symbol, resembling a giant shrouded in curses.

"Yuan Curse Seal!"

He immediately threw a punch, and the solidified fist imprint roared out from his palm, striking the roaring lightning lion hard.

"Boom!"

Two equally violent waves collided violently, and the power fluctuations spread rapidly to the surroundings. The larger lightning lion suppressed the Origin Energy Seal, and cracks appeared one after another.

"Senior brother's Thunder Sound Lion Fist is becoming more and more refined."

Upon seeing this, a look of seriousness flashed in Xia Yan's eyes. Without hesitation, he changed his hand seals with lightning speed, completing the task in the blink of an eye.

"Yuan King Fist!"

As he unleashed a powerful punch, the countless fist imprints formed from the overwhelming Origin Energy suddenly converged, solidifying into an enormous light imprint. On this light imprint, a blurry figure could be seen standing with his hands behind his back, looking around.

With every gesture, he exudes an awe-inspiring aura that suppresses heaven and earth and looks down upon all living beings!

"Buzz! Boom!"

This enormous fist imprint merged with the previous Yuan Curse Seal, suddenly unleashing an extremely dazzling Origin Energy light, instantly suppressing the giant lightning lion, and chasing after it with extremely dangerous fluctuations.

"Yuan King Fist? Hmph, who doesn't know that!"

Lei Qian snorted coldly and unleashed a Yuan King Fist. The two martial arts, which shared the same origin, collided violently and then silently dissolved away.

The setbacks in the battle made Lei Qian's face grow increasingly gloomy. How could he, a genius at the Half-step Life Mysterious Stage, still be unable to defeat a Spirit General at the ninth level?

Could it be that he has been neglecting his cultivation lately?

No, we must act swiftly and decisively to win over Xia Yan!

"Thunderlight Splitting Sky Finger!"

Thinking this, Lei Qian put his two fingers together and pointed them directly at Xia Yan. A Chang Ling silver beam of Yuan Guang suddenly shot out from his fingertip and headed straight for Xia Yan's chest.

"It's almost done. You can't walk the dog for too long."

Xia Yan's eyes flashed, and he frantically channeled his Origin Energy. Suddenly, he exclaimed in alarm and anger, "This is bad! It's too fast! There's no time to react!"

"Demonic Yuan Curse Body, suppress me!"

Xia Yan's hand seals suddenly stopped, and the dense, incantations wriggled wildly, completely transforming him into a dark giant, his entire body radiating Ghostly glow.

"That's fucking outrageous!"

As the only expert at the Death Mysterious Stage... cough cough, no, I mean the Life Mysterious Stage, Great Achievement on the field, Jiang Ran couldn't bear to watch any longer.

"Bang!!!"

The giant lightning finger tore through the air and struck the dark giant's chest with a thunderous roar. The spell shattered, and the lightning energy directly slammed into Xia Yan's body.

"Uh-huh!"

With his Demonic Yuan Curse Body broken, Xia Yan staggered and was thrown back by a tremendous force, taking more than ten steps before finally regaining his footing.

"Junior Brother Xia Yan, it seems your Martial Technique still need further refinement."

Having gained the upper hand, Lei Qian's expression immediately improved, and he said with composure, "How about we settle this with one strike? You use your Deva Division's ultimate technique— the Heavenly River Art, and I'll use..."

"Oh no! Lin Dong has never practiced the Heavenly River Art before!"

A look of surprise flashed in Jiang Ran's eyes, and she immediately stepped forward. "Little Thunder King, isn't this going a bit too far? No matter how powerful the Deva Division's ultimate techniques are, how can their power compare to the Thunder Emperor Canon, one of the Yuan Sect Three Great Divine Canons?"

"Elder Jiang Ran, look how scared you are. I, Lei Qian, am not that kind of shameless person. Don't worry, I won't use the Thunder Emperor Canon later."

Looking at Jiang Ran's drastically changed expression, Lei Qian felt incredibly pleased.

At the same time, a whispered message quietly reached Jiang Ran's ears.

"Phew, that's good."

Jiang Ran's expression softened slightly, and she retreated again.

"Alright, let's decide the outcome with one strike."

Xia Yan rubbed the red dot of light on his chest, nodded solemnly, and then quickly formed a hand seal and struck out with lightning speed.

"Splash!"

A vast celestial river, like a white dragon, roared out from the void, coiling above its head with extreme cold and frigidity, madly raising its head and roaring.

"Heavenly River Art, Heavenly River Shattering Sky Palm!"

With a single palm strike, the mighty Milky Way transformed into a stunning white rainbow carrying towering waves, roaring out with menacing force.

"Hahaha, well done! Senior brother will show you why I am one of the Three Little Kings of the sect!"

Suddenly, clusters of silver Thunder Pattern erupted from Lei Qian's body, and a powerful aura swept wildly. With the support of those terrifying Thunder Pattern, he unleashed a punch with unparalleled ferocity.

"Thunder Dragon Roaring Sky Fist!"