Chapter 213: Chapter 153: Hunting Flood Dragon

Some people have astounding combat power early on, but later, they stagnate.

Others start slow and accumulate strength, eventually reaching their peak. Such cases are not uncommon.

"What, you’re interested in this Flood Dragon too?" Lu Yuan chuckled.

"I just fought it. It was a stalemate; neither of us could harm the other. But this Flood Dragon will definitely die here today. I heard it was rampaging along the coast not long ago and killed a lot of fishermen.

The Cyan Emperor himself has spoken. If no one can subdue this Evil Flood Dragon, experts from the Eastern Barbarians will take action personally," Ling Ku said softly.

However, everyone knew this was already an incredible feat.

After all, that was a Flood Dragon. A human of the same realm was no match for it at all.

Just as they were speaking...

"BOOM!"

In the arena, someone was sent flying once again. It was none other than Zhao Yu’s brother, Zhao Feng.

At that, Zhao Yu quickly flew forward, brought her brother back, and placed an Elixir in his mouth.

Zhao Feng looked at the Flood Dragon and said, "The Unparalleled Marquis truly lives up to his name. Only now do I realize how powerful he is, to be able to slay a Flood Dragon of the same realm. I don’t have that kind of strength.

Before the Flood Dragon, I was utterly powerless."

Nearby, the Crown Prince didn’t look down on Zhao Feng. Instead, he smiled and said, "That was very impressive. How many years did it take for Dayong to produce a single Unparalleled Marquis? You’ve already done very well."

Zhao Feng had ascended seventy-two steps this time. He had a promising future for achieving a Dharma Aspect, and with enough luck, he might even be able to reach for the Earth Immortal realm.

Someone like him was already worth recruiting.

Just then, over on the other side, Ling Ku looked at Lu Yuan and said, "Lu, aren’t you going to give it a try? This Flood Dragon is of high quality, not some common Evil Flood Dragon. Its scales are much tougher than an ordinary Flood Dragon’s."

Beside them, Xiao Gu also spoke to the high-ranking disciples of the Northern Barbarians behind him. "Whoever wants to try can go down. An opportunity like this is rare."

Hearing this, many disciples in the rear were eager to try, and some flew straight down.

However, after the most outstanding batch of disciples were all sent flying by the Evil Flood Dragon, the rest didn’t dare to make a move.

Even though Xiao Gu and the others were there, the feeling of being utterly crushed was truly unpleasant.

At that moment, Lu Yuan chuckled and said, "I’ll give it a try."

But Xiao Hua walked up and grabbed his arm. "This Flood Dragon is so strong. Yuan, please don’t go down there."

She was worried Lu Yuan would be in danger.

Just now, many disciples of the Northern Barbarians had been beaten until they coughed up blood.

"Don’t worry. I’ll be right back. I’ll forge you a set of Flood Dragon armor," Lu Yuan said. With a flash, he had already flown into the arena.

The Cyan Dragon Crescent Saber appeared in his palm.

It glinted with a cold light as his Python Robe billowed around him.

"ROAR!"

But at that very moment, the Flood Dragon let out a roar, and an astonishing aura spread out from its body.

Furthermore, its scales seemed to have become even tougher.

"It broke through! The Flood Dragon actually broke through!"

"So strong! Is this a Divine Palace Realm Flood Dragon? I feel like if I fought it now, I’d be swatted to death in a single blow."

"Heh heh, this Prince Qin of the Northern Barbarians is rather unlucky. Just as he was about to make a move, the Flood Dragon broke through. The one the Unparalleled Marquis killed back then was just a Gathering Pill Realm Evil Flood Dragon, right? A victory within the same realm. Is this Prince Qin planning to kill a Divine Palace Realm Flood Dragon while he’s still in the Gathering Pill Realm?" The one who spoke this time was a young disciple from Dayong, his eyes filled with schadenfreude.

"What can he do? A Prince of the Northern Barbarians can’t possibly shrink from battle and flee, can he?" someone said tauntingly.

Above, Xiao Hua was extremely nervous. Fighting a Flood Dragon of a higher realm—this was a far more difficult task than what the Unparalleled Marquis had accomplished back then.

The two couldn’t even be compared.

The Crown Prince of Dayong smiled and had someone bring him a chair to sit on. Looking like he was settling in for a good show, he took out a jug of wine from who-knows-where and said slowly, "Everyone says this Prince Qin of the Northern Barbarians has a knack for making money. I just wonder if he has the skill to fight this Evil Flood Dragon."

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