363: A Contest to Decide the Victor-and Their Fate!

Leaving aside what the others were saying...

After hearing Ding Xiuyuan, Ning Wangshu gave a contemptuous snort and sneered, "Oh, is that so? Then go ahead and try. Let's see if your useless formation can even harm a single hair on my head!"

"Good! Good! Very good!"

Ding Xiuyuan laughed in fury. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and murderous intent spilled from him as he said icily, "Then prepare to die! Today, we'll settle not only who's stronger, but who lives and who dies!"

"Just what I wanted!"

Ning Wangshu nodded calmly, then clasped his hands behind his back and declared proudly, "But you're the one who should be preparing to die! Today, I'll show you the difference between a True Dragon of the Nine Heavens and an ant!"

"Then let's settle this with our own hands!"

Ding Xiuyuan gave a cold laugh. He swept his arms outward and suddenly uttered an incantation.

In an instant, an overwhelmingly fierce and domineering aura erupted from his body.

Behind him, water vapor surged as fierce winds howled. The two forces converged, forming a vast, mighty Feng Shui Dragon that roared and swept toward Ning Wangshu...

The spectators around them felt the intense pressure of Ding Xiuyuan's aura, along with the astonishing might of the terrifying Feng Shui Dragon. They were instantly shaken and stared at him in shock.

They were standing some distance below the mountaintop, gazing up at Ding Xiuyuan. Water vapor swirled around him, and under the golden sunlight, his whole body seemed to shine, wreathed in mysterious halos. He looked just like a true god descending into the mortal world, his majesty impossible to challenge!

The scene drew another round of astonished exclamations from the crowd.

"As expected of a Great Grandmaster! These methods are simply astonishing!