Under One Person: The Sea Emperor Who Shattered Heaven and Earth

He absolutely cannot lose, and he absolutely cannot afford to lose!

During a brief moment when he was knocked back by Feng Baobao's palm strike, Jiang Ping gritted his teeth and forcibly suppressed the surging blood and qi within him. He did not continue his blind attack, but immediately raised his head and fixed his urgent, pleading gaze on the imposing figure on the high platform pavilion.

On the high platform, Jiang Zhen, holding a teacup, looked down at Jiang Ping and nodded.

call.

The moment Jiang Ping saw his father nod, he breathed a long sigh of relief. His previously disordered Qi circulation instantly returned to absolute stability.

Now that Dad has agreed... he can act without any scruples.

brush.

A translucent bead, about the size of a marble and with a semi-transparent, glassy appearance, lay quietly in his palm.

It is the treasure that has ignited the frenzy throughout the mountain—the Transformation Pearl!

Jiang Ping looked up and saw Feng Baobao, who had stopped not far away and was tilting her head to look at him curiously, without giving chase.

"Thank you, but..."

"Miss Feng, I'm getting serious, please be careful."

boom!!!

The moment the words fell, the Transformation Pearl in Jiang Ping's hand seemed to receive a violent summons from the depths of his soul, and suddenly burst out with a dazzling, multicolored light that was so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it!

The light instantly enveloped Jiang Ping, and his body began to undergo tremendous changes within it, as he simultaneously shouted:

"I will charge! I will break through the enemy lines! I will smash every enemy flag that dares to be raised, for the sake of the throne!!!"

"Dragon scales are born from blood, every thunderclap is a vow of loyalty to the throne!!!"

"Everything is dedicated to—the Emperor of the Sea!!!"

Chapter 139 The Dragon's Might in Manifestation (4000)

As the bead in Jiang Ping's palm burst forth with dazzling multicolored light, the stands surrounding the entire Jiahua Deer arena fell into a deathly silence, followed by a deafening chorus of gasps.

"That bead... Holy crap! Isn't that the prize for second place in this year's Luo Tian Grand Ceremony?!"

"The Transformation Pearl! It's the one that Emperor Jianghai gave us."

In an instant, the eyes of countless extraordinary individuals in the stands were all fixed intently on Jiang Ping in the center of the arena. No one wanted to miss even the slightest detail; they wanted to see with their own eyes just what kind of power this legendary Transformation Pearl truly possessed.

hum-

The endless light enveloping Jiang Ping began to gradually dissipate, and the oppressive Qi pressure that made it hard to breathe slowly stabilized.

However, when Jiang Ping's figure was fully revealed, everyone in the audience gasped in unison once again.

"My God...is that a dragon?!"

"Just kidding!"

At this moment, Jiang Ping's white righteous coat was stretched taut. His exposed arms, neck, and even his entire chest were covered with countless bluish-black dragon scales that shimmered with a cold metallic luster.

The dragon scales were layered upon each other, reflecting a chilling light in the sunlight; just by looking at them, one could tell that their defensive power was astonishing.

Not only that, a pair of thick, dark dragon horns crackling with lightning sprouted from Jiang Ping's forehead; his hands completely transformed into sharp, ferocious, dark blue dragon claws capable of easily crushing steel; his body swelled wildly in an instant, growing to over three meters tall. Behind him, a thick dragon tail slammed heavily into the ground with a muffled "bang."

At this moment, Jiang Ping had completely transformed into a majestic, cold, and extremely destructive half-dragon! What was even more chilling was that he was surrounded by rings of violent blue lightning, with crackling arcs of electricity leaping on the surface of his dark blue dragon scales, emitting ear-piercing explosions.

"Holy crap, he just transformed!!!" The people in the stands exclaimed in utter astonishment, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets.

Standing opposite her, Feng Baobao surprisingly stopped wielding her machete. Her usually dull and unfocused eyes furrowed slightly when she saw Jiang Ping, who had transformed into a half-dragon.

She tilted her head, sniffed, and muttered to herself in confusion, "Your Qi... has changed? It's completely different from before. It's become so heavy and hot."

Jiang Ping slowly exhaled a puff of warm white smoke, his golden pupils, now transformed into dragon eyes, coldly fixed on Feng Baobao. He nodded to Feng Baobao, his voice, due to the mutation of his vocal cords, becoming extremely deep and resonant, carrying a vibration like a subwoofer:

"Miss Feng, be careful."

"Shave—Thunder".

The next second, from the perspective of all the onlookers, Jiang Ping's three-meter-tall body vanished into thin air. Only a blinding blue lightning bolt remained in the center of the arena, accompanied by a deafening thunderclap.

boom!

Before anyone could react, a dull thud of flesh colliding echoed as Feng Baobao was sent flying like a meteor, her body blurring into a blur. Jiang Ping, on the other hand, stood firmly in the spot where Feng Baobao had been standing, the stone slab beneath his feet charred black from the lightning's impact.

"Sister Bao'er!" Zhang Chulan, standing on the sidelines, screamed in fright.

As Feng Baobao flew backward in mid-air, her internal energy spontaneously surged backward, performing several exquisite multi-stage force-dissipating movements.

Just as she was about to crash into the giant stone wall at the edge of the field, Feng Baobao twisted her body in mid-air, grabbed the handle of the kitchen knife with one hand, and stabbed it down hard!

Stab la la!

The sharp kitchen knife, enhanced by Qi, sank deep into the hard ground, sending up a series of intense sparks. It left a deep gash over ten meters long on the bluestone slab before Feng Baobao's feet finally stopped at the very edge of the arena. Her clothes were somewhat torn, and her left hand was twisted irregularly, but her eyes remained calm.

Seeing this, Jiang Ping gave his opponent no chance to catch his breath. He slowly raised his thick dragon claw, his index fingers together, and aimed directly at Feng Baobao in the distance.

"Fingergun - Thunder!"

Lightning crackled at the tips of Jiang Ping's dragon claws, and then he launched a series of attacks at Feng Baobao from mid-air!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With the blessing of his transformed dragon body, several bolts of violent blue lightning, each as thick as an infant's arm, instantly erupted from Jiang Ping's fingertips, transforming into a dense array of lightning beams that hurtled towards Feng Baobao with a piercing shriek.

"My God! This is practically lightning magic!" The surrounding supernatural beings were completely dumbfounded.

Faced with the overwhelming beams of lightning, Feng Baobao moved with incredible speed. Her intuition was on full display at that moment, and her body instinctively made various movements that defied human biomechanics, shifting left and right, forward and backward, dodging and weaving through the dense gaps in the lightning.

"Awei's Eighteen Styles—(These are actually sensitive words)"

While dodging, Feng Baobao muttered incantations. Her internal energy surged forth as if it were free, and she used the recoil force generated by the burst of energy to forcibly change her trajectory in mid-air.

Using this strange and erratic movement route, it wandered around while slowly approaching Jiang Ping at an astonishing speed.

Her fighting style became increasingly bizarre, devoid of moves or routines. Her beast-like state gradually faded, replaced by an ethereal quality.

brush!

Despite the thunder, Feng Baobao actually approached Jiang Ping to within two meters of him.

Seeing that Feng Baobao had approached to a certain distance, Jiang Ping suddenly raised his two long dragon whiskers, his massive body shuddered violently, and he whipped his head around, spewing out a powerful breath:

"Dragon - Bad Wind!"

With a roar, a powerful hurricane-like storm, mixed with wind blades, erupted from his mouth like a tidal wave. Feng Baobao, who was preparing for close combat, was blown backward by this terrifying storm, her body covered in numerous tiny wounds.

Seeing this scene from the sidelines, Zhang Chulan was so anxious that tears almost welled up in his eyes. He looked at the three-meter-tall half-dragon in the arena, surrounded by lightning and storms, and then at Feng Baobao, who had many fine wounds on her body and a broken left hand.

"Sister Bao'er! We surrender! Let's surrender! Stop fighting! We admit defeat!"

Zhang Chulan stood on the sidelines, shouting wildly at the top of his lungs until his voice was hoarse.

However, before Zhang Chulan could finish speaking, Feng Baobao had just landed from the air when Jiang Ping in the center of the arena made another move.

Jiang Ping took a deep breath, and the Qi in the surrounding world instantly began to converge wildly into his mouth. Due to the extremely high density of the Qi, it was faintly compressed into a dark red sphere of light radiating destructive energy in front of his mouth.

Gudong.

Jiang Ping swallowed the ball of light whole. In an instant, the energy within his body transformed from wind and thunder to extreme heat. He abruptly opened his eyes, facing Feng Baobao, and spat out:

"Dragon's Breath!"

boom--!!!

A beam of intensely red light, radiating extreme heat and carrying an aura of annihilation, erupted wildly from Jiang Ping's mouth. Wherever the beam passed, the air was instantly vaporized, and the bluestone slabs on the ground didn't even have a chance to shatter before melting into red magma under the intense heat!

Faced with this beam of destructive light, Feng Baobao didn't move an inch. The crimson, high-heat beam of light grazed past her fair shoulder.

Boom!

The beam of heat completely pierced through the entire arena, slamming hard into the ring wall behind Feng Baobao.

With a deafening roar, the sturdy wall was melted through by the intense heat of the beam of light, leaving a huge hole.

The edge of the hole was now emitting a blinding red light, and scalding, liquefied rock was dripping onto the ground like rain, hissing white smoke.

call……

Jiang Ping slowly withdrew his aura, looked at the melted wall, and then glanced at Feng Baobao, who was still standing in the same spot despite her clothes being slightly charred. He couldn't help but admire her amazing intuition once again.

"What a monstrous intuition..."

A normal person would dodge, but Feng Baobao acted as if she had completely foreseen that Jiang Ping hadn't even aimed at her.

At this moment, the supernatural beings surrounding the arena were completely dumbfounded as they stared at the hole in the wall dripping with molten liquid at high temperatures.

Gudong.

Someone swallowed first, and then a chorus of swallowing sounds filled the stands.

"If this... if it hit a person, it would probably turn into steam instantly, even the bone fragments would disappear in an instant, right?"

"Is this the true power of the Transformation Pearl? Good heavens, what kind of treasure is this?!"

At this moment, the faces of the prominent figures sitting in the high-platform viewing area could no longer be described as merely shocked; they were utterly horrified.

Prior to this, Lu Jin, Feng Zhenghao, Lü Ci, Wang Ai, and others knew that the Transformation Pearl was a precious treasure brought out by the Jianghai Emperor from overseas, but they had no real understanding of it.

But only now, after seeing Jiang Ping's performance, have they gained a direct understanding.

"This Transformation Pearl... can actually change a person's physical form instantly, allowing them to undergo a 'dragon transformation'?!" Lu Jin's beard trembled slightly from shock.

The tiger-like voice was deep and resonant as it said, "Young Master Jiang's current state... After transforming into a dragon, his physical attributes have increased at least several times. Moreover, he actually possesses the multiple supernatural abilities he's currently exhibiting, such as lightning, wind, and fire, without needing any casting animation! It's like his physical instincts after transforming!"

Feng Zhenghao narrowed his eyes and said, "Not only that, even his spiritual body is undergoing a qualitative change! His divine platform is now terrifyingly stable, and ordinary witchcraft, spirit-binding techniques, or mental attacks are all ineffective. This thing... is simply an all-around divine object!"

Sitting to the side, Wang Ai's face was ashen, and his palms were drenched in cold sweat. He was now incredibly grateful that he had knocked his beloved grandson, Wang Bing, unconscious with a single blow of his cane at the lottery table.

Although the Wang family possesses one of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, "Spirit Binding and Commanding," which allows them to control powerful spirits, if Wang Bing were to actually go up against that terrifying monster in the arena—three meters tall, wielding lightning, and breathing hot breath—the spirits released by "Spirit Binding and Commanding" wouldn't even be worthy of being a piece of meat between Jiang Ping's teeth; they would be instantly vaporized by the lightning and fire. If Jiang Ping didn't stop in time, Wang Bing would probably already be eating a feast.

Meanwhile, in the rest area on the sidelines, Xu San and Xu Si, who had initially thought of "letting the baby go up and test the waters of the new world," could no longer sit still.

The cigarette butt dangling from Xu Si's mouth fell to the ground with a thud when he saw the melting, dripping wall. His usually nonchalant face was now filled with unprecedented terror and seriousness.

"Xu San... don't wait any longer." Xu Si grabbed Xu San's shoulder and said rapidly and sternly, "Stop! Stop the match immediately! Make Bao Bao surrender right now!"

Xu San, who was adjusting his glasses with trembling hands, heard Xu Si's words and, without hesitation, gathered his Qi and shouted into the arena:

"Referee! Our company concedes defeat! We're not playing this match! Feng Baobao from Nadutong requests to withdraw from the competition!"