The Grand Competition Ends, a Figure Before the Grave

A silver gleam flashed in Li Xingyue's eyes.

The air around him crackled faintly, arcs of electricity leaping through it.

He let out a low growl and stopped suppressing the power that had lain dormant within him for so long.

A berserk, violent Qi-Blood Realm aura, brimming with destructive force, erupted from his body. It was no longer the ordinary crimson red, but coiled with silver-white lightning snakes that crackled sharply!

"Rumble!!!"

A bank of thunderclouds had gathered overhead at some point. A bolt of lightning exploded without warning, its silver-white flash illuminating Li Xingyue's stern face. At that moment, he looked like the Thunder God descended into the mortal world.

On the main viewing platform, Grand Elder Li Xuantong sprang to his feet. Shock filled his face as he blurted, "This... this is..."

Li Xinge narrowed his eyes. "It should be some kind of Lightning Elemental Special Physique!"

"A Lightning Elemental Special Physique?"

Everyone around them was stunned.

"Lightning Elemental Special Physiques rank among the very best in offensive power. When Lightning Arts are unleashed, all evil is banished. Who would've thought Li Xingyue had such talent?!"

"That's a Lightning Elemental Special Physique, one in a hundred among Special Physiques!"

"My Li Family is about to produce another peerless genius!"

Thunder boomed as bolts of lightning rained down from the clouds and were absorbed by Li Xingyue. His aura surged!

Arcs of electricity coiled around his body, and a layer of leaping silver-white lightning cloaked the long saber in his hand.

Facing the phantom of the Mountain Shaking Hammer crashing down like a mountain, he no longer retreated. Instead, he stepped forward, gripped his saber with both hands, and slashed upward, from low to high!

Lightning surged along the blade, carrying a destructive aura as it swept fiercely toward