Slaughter to Prove Your Dao: Unlock the Great Sage Equal to Heaven at the Start!

Chen Xing gripped the dragon-shaped token tightly, feeling the ancient aura it contained.

Six Realms War God, Qitian Staff Domain.

Purple Thunder Nether Dragon, Great Sage's Divine Power...

A month later, at the Green Hills Ruins, he will face what lies ahead.

They are elite geniuses from all over the world, and perhaps there are also hidden dangers lurking in the devil's lair!

But a thousand miles away, deep within the demon's lair.

The Demon Lord Conference is about to convene, and a plan to eliminate him is being formulated.

The storm is already upon us.

Chen Xing looked up at the sky, the moonlight casting long shadows of himself and the young dragon on his shoulder.

A cold, confident smile curved his lips.

"Come on! Let the storm rage on!"

Xiao Xiao clenched her fist in her mind: "Go, Xing-ge! Xiao Xiao will always support you! (ง •̀_•́)ง"

The future of the Dragon Kingdom and the legend of Qi Tian will continue to be written in this generation! ʕ•̀ω•́ʔ✧

……

Outside the door of a luxury hotel suite in Kyoto.

A glint of purple light flashed in Chen Xing's eyes, and his sharp eyes easily pierced through the thick door.

Several familiar scents wafted through the room, instantly filling my mind—

The father, Chen Qingshan, the lively Lin Moyan, the aloof Xia Qingyun, the vivacious Gu Xiaoyun, and even Dean Chen Poshan are among them.

A slight smile played on his lips as he pushed open the door and entered!

"Bang!"

In an instant, fireworks exploded!

Colorful ribbons fluttered in the sky!

A deafening roar of cheers swept over us!

"Congratulations to Xing Ge on winning the Minglong World Championship!"

"Captain is awesome! Invincible!"

"Brother Xing, you've worked hard!"

The banner that came towards us was gleaming gold:

"Shenzhen University is unparalleled in the world!"

The table was laden with Kyoto's most authentic local delicacies, their aroma filling the air.

Looking at the sincere and bright smiling faces in front of him, Chen Xing, who had been fighting bloody battles and on edge for days in the Minglong world, felt a surge of emotion.

The tension that had been building up inside me instantly eased.

A warm current quietly flowed through my heart.

The crowd was very perceptive and wisely refrained from asking about Long Wentian's summons.

They simply sat together, chatting and laughing, enjoying their meal.

Zi Ming became the focus of the entire event.

Taking advantage of Chen Xing's inattention, Lin Moyan pounced on him like a hungry tiger.

He forcibly pulled that purplish-gold mass into his arms, kneading and rubbing it from left to right.

"Wow! My precious Ziming! Let your big brother give you a little rub! Just one! ฅ(˃̶͈̀^˂̶͈́)ฅ"

Zi Ming grimaced as he was being petted, letting out a fierce yet adorable dragon roar of protest.

The little tail flapped its wings with all its might, barely managing to break free from the clutches of the devil.

It flew back to Chen Xing's shoulder and rubbed against its master's neck with a pitiful expression.

As the event was about to end, Chen Xing raised his hand and took out a pile of rare and precious herbs that he had prepared beforehand.

"Mo Yan, here's a sonic plant for you."

Several strange plants, surrounded by invisible sound waves, flew out.

"Xiaoyun, a spiritual resource to help you stabilize your realm."

"Qingyun, the Water Ink Elixir will be beneficial to you."

Next, he distributed resources corresponding to the attributes of his teammates, including Yuan Ming and Lu Hen.

Finally, Chen Xing held up the SS-grade Thunder Soul Grass that was emitting terrifying energy fluctuations in his palm.

The blades of grass were like swords, lightning crackled, and the surrounding space was slightly distorted.

Seeing this, the teammates shouted in unison:

"Captain! This thing is incredibly valuable!"

"Give it to Zi Ming! It needs it!"

Before he finished speaking, Zi Ming's eyes lit up.

It transformed into a streak of purple-gold light and pounced into Chen Xing's palm.

It clung tightly to the Thunder Soul Grass with its two little paws, opened its little mouth, and took a crunchy bite!

A dense burst of lightning spiritual energy erupted!

Zi Ming ate with her mouth full of juice, her little face beaming with ultimate satisfaction.

After finishing the meal, he was so happy that he did three somersaults in the air, and his breathing improved again!

Everyone burst into laughter, creating a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

……

The next morning.

Kyoto Gymnasium was packed with people!

The second round of the National College League – the Ladder Tournament – ​​has officially begun!

The rules are simple and straightforward: rankings are based on the points earned in the Dragon World, creating different tiers.

Higher-ups can challenge those below them; both teams and individuals have their own dedicated arenas.

Chen Xing carried the Ruyi Jingu Bang on his back and Zi Ming on his shoulder.

He stepped onto the arena. The aura of a sixth-realm war god was as deep and unfathomable as an abyss.

Wherever it passed, the crowd automatically parted to make way.

No one dared to look directly at him, and no one dared to step onto the stage to challenge this "Dark Blood Asura" and "Great Sage Equal to Heaven"!

Only one person.

Ye Wushuang, the pride of Jiangnan military.

With a single step, his agile figure leaped onto the individual challenge platform, as swift as a dragon.

He clasped his hands in a fist salute, his gaze intense, his voice booming:

"Chen Xing! Please enlighten me!"

Chen Xing stopped, looked up, and nodded slightly: "Okay."

The two stood facing each other, their murderous intent barely concealed!

First move! Chen Xing's golden cudgel shot out like a bolt of purple-gold lightning!

Ye Wushuang unleashed his fist intent, forcefully clashing against the staff's edge!

With a loud "boom", Ye Wushuang was forced back ten steps, his blood and qi surging!

The second move! The shadow of the staff is as heavy as a mountain, like Mount Tai pressing down!

Ye Wushuang's fist intent condensed again, but it was shattered by a single blow!

He groaned, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth!

The third move!

Chen Xing moved closer like a ghost, the tip of his golden cudgel stopping steadily three inches in front of Ye Wushuang's brow!

The strong wind stung Ye Wushuang's cheeks, and cold sweat poured down his forehead!

The outcome is decided!

Ye Wushuang exhaled a long breath, but a thoroughly enjoyable smile appeared on his face. He clasped his hands in a fist salute and said loudly:

"I'm convinced! Utterly convinced! Brother Chen Xing, your divine might is like a prison!"

The audience erupted in applause!

Seeing that even Ye Wushuang was defeated in three moves, the other university teams dared not have the slightest bit of luck.

They all abstained!

Shenzhen Wuhan University secured the championship with an absolute crushing victory!

The battle for second place was exceptionally fierce.

Xiao Jin from Beidou Martial Arts University unleashed his bloodline power at a critical moment.

He defeated three top martial arts experts from Shanghai University, achieving a remarkable comeback!

Wuhan University in Shanghai ranked third.

Although Li Yixiao lost, he won a standing ovation.

He single-handedly fought against the two heroes of Beidou.

Although he narrowly lost, his ruthless methods earned him the title of "Emperor of Thunder" from the audience!

……

The awards ceremony will be held at 8 p.m.

The final rankings were displayed on a holographic light screen.

The Wuhan University in Shenzhen shines brightly, followed closely by Beidou University and the Magic University.

Long Wentian personally went on stage to present the champion's prize:

Choose one SS-rank martial art!

Choose one S-class weapon (the captain can choose any SS-class weapon)!

Each person will receive a cash reward of 100 million Dragon Kingdom currency!

And, admission tickets to the Qingshan Ancient Ruins!

At the same time, a huge holographic projection unfolded, revealing the SS-level martial arts library and armory!

A dazzling array of treasures, their brilliance reaching the heavens!

There were even faint phantom images of several SSS-level divine weapons!

It laid bare to the world the terrifying depths of China's power!

Chen Xing walked steadily onto the podium, his gaze sweeping over the armory.

Finally, the image is captured on a red and blue cloak.

Long Wentian smiled and introduced:

"The Chaos Flame Cloak, an SS-grade divine artifact, unearthed from ancient ruins."

"It can be infused with qi and blood, store energy, and unleash it instantly."

"Significantly increased speed and attack power."

"The dual attributes of thunder and fire are extremely compatible with you."

Chen Xing reached out, and the shimmering cloak seemed to come alive.

It flew up automatically and draped over his shoulders.

Red flames and blue lightning intertwined and crackled at the edge of the cloak, fluttering wildly!

At this moment, Chen Xing's face was stern, and he carried the purple-gold dragon on his shoulder.

Holding the Ruyi Jingu Bang (a magical staff), and wearing the Chaos Flame Cloak!

The entire stadium fell silent for a moment, then erupted in deafening screams and cheers!

"The Monkey King! He's so cool!"