Peak Showdown

First match, second match, third match... sixth match.

Just as Teacher Wala expected, this seemingly bloody second round of arena combat was smoothly cleared by Feng Hui with six consecutive victories.

The top thousand who had entered the Law Tower were already given special treatment, ensuring they would not encounter each other in the brutal second round.

This also meant that the opponents Feng Hui faced were not very strong, and he defeated them with ease.

By now, the second round of arena combat had ended, leaving only the top ten thousand geniuses qualified to remain in the Eastern Domain Great World gathered in the tournament square.

For these ten thousand geniuses, the Eastern Domain Tournament's subsequent arrangements became quite solemn; at the very least, their lives would be absolutely guaranteed during the final showdown.

After all, these were the finest ten thousand Cosmic Level geniuses the Eastern Domain of the Eastern Emperor Holy Land Universe had produced in over ten thousand years, yet to receive true training and inheritance. If the death rate remained as high as in the second round, it would be a waste of talent.

Even for a Holy Land Universe as vast and wealthy as this, even if geniuses sprang up endlessly like leeks in a field, necessary protective measures still had to be taken for the finest crops.

The azure-robed woman seated on the central throne of the observation platform slowly rose, gazing down at the ten thousand geniuses on the field.

Her indifferent voice, carrying a terrifying pressure, once again echoed across the entire square.

"Not bad. This batch of the Eastern Domain Tournament is quite interesting, with some promising geniuses emerging."

"As the finest ten thousand Cosmic Level geniuses my Eastern Domain has produced in over ten thousand years, you all have the right to remain in the Eastern Domain Great World and receive training."

"But... the Dongdi Clan's resources are limited. Among you ten thousand, only the top five hundred will receive focused training and be permitted to enter the Dongdi Tower for inheritance."

"Survival of the fittest. These five hundred slots will also be determined through arena combat."

"Disperse for now. Rest and prepare well. The final showdown begins tomorrow."

The next day, the rising sun cast brilliant rays, golden light spilling in patches across the tournament square.

On the square, over ten thousand young Cosmic Level geniuses had already arrived.

Their origins and fortunes varied—some were born with immense talent, others had encountered lucky opportunities, and some had found excellent teachers.

But without exception, every one of them possessed the heart of a strong warrior!

Some youthful faces brimmed with vigor and confidence, while the more seasoned among them appeared steady and profound.

All the geniuses gathered here, preparing, eager to display their most dazzling side in the coming battles.

Suddenly, a wave of pressure spread, and the atmosphere in the square froze. All sounds seemed suppressed by this force.

"Today's battles carry no risk of death; they are only about ranking. Anyone will be instantly teleported off the arena before suffering a fatal injury—though that also means defeat in the match."

"Alright, the final round begins."

For Feng Hui, this final round initially posed no real challenge.

The gap between him and the other geniuses was too vast, and he quickly won battle after battle.

Even the young man wielding the Thunder Great Axe, who had also reached the fifth floor of the Law Tower, fell to Feng Hui's "Time-Space Kill" secret technique.

Until... he encountered White Dragon.

On the arena, the white-scaled Dragonman youth and the golden-scaled Dragonman youth stood facing each other.

A clash of titans—this could be called the pinnacle duel among the new generation of Cosmic Level geniuses in the entire Eastern Domain who had yet to receive true inheritance and training.

It also drew the gaze of every powerhouse on the observation platform, including the azure-robed woman on the central throne.

The white-scaled Dragonman, White Dragon, looked coldly at Feng Hui and spoke solemnly.

"You are indeed very strong. Your law comprehension surpasses mine, and your first-place ranking on the Law Tower is well deserved."

"But unfortunately, you've met me. I'll make you understand that law comprehension isn't everything—real combat is different from the Law Tower. The Eastern Domain Tournament's first place is definitely mine!"

"Is that so? Coincidentally, I think the same. The Eastern Domain Tournament's first place—I am determined to claim it!" Feng Hui replied with equal conviction.

An invisible aura clashed fiercely between them. Both geniuses could feel the surging fighting spirit radiating from the other.

"You are far stronger than any opponent I've faced before. Out of respect for a warrior of your caliber, I will use my full strength to defeat you directly." White Dragon's voice was low but firm and resolute.

As his words fell, faint water-blue secret patterns emerged on his body surface, and water-blue currents emanated around him, rippling gently. The surrounding space seemed to freeze.

A suffocating pressure radiated outward, reaching Feng Hui in the distance.

"Boom," "boom," "boom"—White Dragon charged toward Feng Hui with heavy strides.

Each step of the running Dragonman shook the arena, making it feel as if a mountain was bearing down. Then his form blurred, and he was already midair.

His figure was agile as he leaped, faint clouds swirling around him like a war god descending from the nine heavens. In his hand, he gripped a long staff gleaming with an eerie blue luster, its surface flowing with mysterious runes that shimmered brilliantly as White Dragon's power surged.

Every swing seemed to stir the wind and clouds, causing the surrounding space to tremble faintly, as if even the air was suppressed by this overwhelming force, forming visible ripples.

"Falling Galaxy!" White Dragon suddenly roared, channeling all his power into the tip of the staff. With a sound that tore through the air, the Blue Long Staff came crashing down with the force of a thunderbolt.

This strike seemed to contain the might of heaven and earth. The surrounding space was instantly compressed by an invisible force, even distorting the light.

Feng Hui raised his blade to parry, but against White Dragon's unstoppable blow, it appeared somewhat feeble.

The moment blade and staff clashed, a deafening roar erupted, as if the sound of metal striking metal echoed between heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

Feng Hui's expression shifted instantly. His war blade trembled slightly under the strike of that blue long staff.

The arena shook violently as Feng Hui staggered back several steps, each one making the ground quake.

"This shouldn't be. How is his strength this strong?" Feng Hui found it hard to believe.

"Boom!"

White Dragon shot into the air in one step. A water-blue aura, accompanied by that long staff, enveloped Feng Hui, who rapidly turned into countless afterimages to dodge.

As the fight dragged on, Feng Hui began to figure it out.

"It's the Life Gene Level."

"This White Dragon... his comprehension of laws is inferior to mine, but his Life Gene Level is far higher."

Feng Hui felt a throbbing headache.

His Dongdi Clan Dragonman body, as a high-grade bloodline of the Dongdi Clan, was similar in Life Gene Level to the Golden-Horned Giant Beast of the primal universe—merely ten times that of an ordinary life.

If he were fighting other opponents, like human geniuses from the primal universe or those with ordinary Dongdi Clan bloodlines, he would naturally hold the advantage.

But this White Dragon... his Life Gene Level was probably several dozen times higher, far surpassing Feng Hui.

This meant that even though Feng Hui had a stronger grasp of the laws, his combat power fell short of White Dragon's, forcing him to flee in panic and dodge everywhere.

Feng Hui's law comprehension was indeed higher than White Dragon's, but only by a slim margin. They were essentially at the same major level—both at the fifth floor of the Law Tower.

As for secret arts, he had the Cosmic Scripture, but White Dragon's secret arts were no slouch either.

And the Life Gene Level was the foundation.

With White Dragon already several times stronger than Feng Hui at the foundational level, how could he possibly fight?