CHAPTER 801: CHAPTER 605_2

"Stop talking nonsense, get started quickly!" Sikong Yan impatiently demanded.

Qi Yanshan took a deep breath, slowly suppressing the anger in his heart, then flipped his hand, revealing a fiery red long spear.

Buzz buzz

The long spear vibrated with a buzz, and fiery snakes surged out from Qi Yanshan’s body, all converging towards the fiery red spear.

In an instant, the fiery red spear transformed into a fire pillar of several dozen yards long, emitting searing heat, causing the White Phosphorus Iron paving of the square to begin melting.

Torrents of overwhelming heatwaves surged from Qi Yanshan in all directions.

The temperature of the entire square rose several dozen times almost instantaneously.

"Kill!"

With a fierce shout, Qi Yanshan thrust his spear fiercely at Sikong Yan.

Whoosh!

A fire dragon, several dozen yards long, shot out from the spear, vivid and lifelike, emanating scorching heat, burning the air into void as it passed, severely distorting the space.

Roar!

The fire dragon moved extremely fast, roaring fiercely, clawing and flying towards Sikong Yan.

This strike was immensely powerful; ordinary Earth Martial Masters of Seventh or Eighth Layer wouldn’t be able to withstand this move, let alone bear the high heat enveloping the fire dragon.

However, facing this move, Sikong Yan’s expression remained unchanged, disdainfully smiling, "Such petty tricks!"

Sikong Yan completely disregarded Qi Yanshan, and as the fire dragon flew towards him, he simply punched out.

With one punch, blazing firelight soared skyward, and the powerful Fire Attribute Power seemed to melt the space, with the mighty fist power overwhelming everything.

Boom!

The Flame Fist Light struck the fire dragon, which instantly collapsed, transforming into overwhelming fire waves, sweeping in all directions, directly towards the surrounding pavilions.

However, each pavilion was guarded by Martial Emperor experts, at worst by high-rank Martial Kings, who waved away the fire waves with ease.

"So strong?" Qi Yanshan’s face was full of seriousness, realizing Sikong Yan’s strength with just one strike, yet the opponent’s superiority ignited his unwilling spirit.

Is a naturally born Fire Spirit Body truly invincible?

His Fire Attribute talent was extremely outstanding, having cultivated Fire Martial Arts for over ten years, he considered among the young generation in the East Continent, none could surpass him in Fire Martial Arts accomplishment.

Yet, Sikong Yan appeared, with a naturally born Fire Spirit Body.

This made Qi Yanshan extremely unconvinced, vowing to defeat him and prove to everyone that even without a Fire Spirit Body, in Fire Martial Arts, he is unmatched.

"Kill!"

Qi Yanshan roared loudly, violently stabbing with his spear, a series of smaller fire dragons darted out, striking fiercely at Sikong Yan’s vital points like lightning.

Bang bang bang!!

However, under Sikong Yan’s fist power, all the fire dragons could not approach him, collapsing one by one.

"If you have any special moves, don’t hide them, show them all! As long as you can make me take a step back, consider you the winner!"

Sikong Yan stood in the center of the square, body tall and straight, with an arrogant expression, like a monarch in control of everything, high above.

He didn’t attack, just letting Qi Yanshan strike.

"Arrogant!"

Qi Yanshan was furious at his words, feeling insulted by Sikong Yan.

Winning simply by making him take a step back?

If he really won that way, what glory is there?

He didn’t need such a victory!

Members of various forces were also surprised to hear Sikong Yan’s words.

"Sikong Yan is very arrogant!"

"He indeed has the capital to be arrogant!"

"With a naturally born Fire Spirit Body, if Sikong Yan advances one layer in cultivation to reach Earth Martial Master Eighth Layer, he will definitely rank among the top ten of the Thousand Pride List, perhaps even the top five!"

Sikong Yan’s arrogant demeanor sparked quite a bit of discussion among the crowd.

However, no one thought Sikong Yan was overly proud; with such talent, a bit of arrogance is natural!

Lin Feng was speechless, shaking his head quietly. Sikong Yan’s talent was indeed impressive, but his temperament seemed off, a bit too extravagant, hardly suitable as the successor of the Fire Burning Palace.

Even if selected as the heir to the Fire Burning Palace, it is necessary to thoroughly subdue and train him.

In the field.

Qi Yanshan leapt into the air, gazing coldly and contemptuously at Sikong Yan.

The spear in his hand was blazing, as endless fire attribute dark power surged into it.

The next moment.

Qi Yanshan struck again, the spear quivering as it rapidly spun, releasing sharp spear light from its tip.

Each spear light was only fingertip-sized but incredibly powerful, unparalleled in sharpness, possessing a momentum capable of piercing anything.

Moreover, the spear lights were endless, covering the skies, akin to a massive meteor shower, shooting towards Sikong Yan.

This strike was extraordinary, each spear light exceptionally strong, easily able to pierce a typical Martial Artist below a Martial King.

However, facing this attack, Sikong Yan remained unfazed, as a massive flame suddenly erupted around him.

The giant flame completely enveloped him, making it seem as if his body were ablaze, a peerless intense heat spreading in all directions.

Even from twenty miles away, everyone felt the astonishing heat; the pavilion they stood in began melting visibly under the high temperature.

Fortunately, each pavilion had experts who quickly acted, using their power to protect their respective pavilion.

As the source of the terrifying heat, the temperature around Sikong Yan had reached frightening levels, enough to easily melt gold and iron.

Qi Yanshan’s endless spear lights extinguished, turning to nothing before even reaching within two meters of Sikong Yan.

"What? So terrifying?"

Qi Yanshan was aghast, his heart shaking with fear, realizing he had greatly underestimated the strength of the Fire Spirit Body.

"Qi Yanshan, I’ve allowed you to strike thrice, now, you may accept defeat!"

Enveloped in flames, Sikong Yan had grown impatient, stating this calmly before suddenly attacking.

"Divine Fire Fist!"

Sikong Yan launched a straight punch, the massive flame fist light akin to a blazing sun, tearing through the void, striking Qi Yanshan with unparalleled speed.

Without surprise, despite Qi Yanshan’s desperate efforts to resist, he was sent flying by this strike, nearly burnt to a crisp, suffering severe injuries.

"Qi Yanshan, do you yield?"

Sikong Yan stood his ground, head slightly raised, exuding boundless dominance.

He was confident that at this Tianjiao gathering, apart from the top ten of the Thousand Pride List, fewer than a handful could defeat him.

"Humph!"

Qi Yanshan, almost burnt to charcoal, ignored Sikong Yan, snorted coldly, and unwillingly flew out of the square, returning to the pavilion.

Everyone was somewhat shocked, none expected Sikong Yan to be so formidable, estimating he might already possess the strength ranked within the top thirty of the Thousand Pride List!

After easily defeating Qi Yanshan, Sikong Yan’s expression suddenly turned cold, then he quickly turned his head, gazing at Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng, if you are still a man, come down and face me!" Sikong Yan shouted coldly.

At this moment, Sikong Yan couldn’t help but feel some regret, worried that his arrogance earlier might have frightened Lin Feng into retreat.

Thus, he resorted to provoking words, forcing Lin Feng to accept the challenge.

With Sikong Yan’s challenge, the whole scene momentarily went silent!

Could it be that Sikong Yan also has a grudge with Lin Feng?

Many were speechless within, as Ji Wenya had enmity with Lin Feng, Lei Peng had enmity with Lin Feng, and now even Sikong Yan seemed to have enmity with Lin Feng!

This Lin Feng, just how many prodigies did he offend!

However, in comparison to Sikong Yan, Ji Wenya and Lei Peng were insignificant.

Although Lin Feng defied the odds, managing to defeat them both instantly, he held no hope of triumph against Sikong Yan!

Few would believe Lin Feng could triumph over Sikong Yan, even Hong Qingxuan wasn’t certain of Lin Feng’s assured victory!

After all, Sikong Yan was simply too powerful!

Everyone’s gaze fell on Lin Feng, watching to see his decision, but they knew that Lin Feng would undoubtedly accept the challenge.

A peerless prodigy, if they shy away from battle due to a strong opponent, a great flaw would appear in their invincible martial heart.

In the pavilion, upon hearing Sikong Yan’s words, Lin Feng’s eyelids lifted, his gaze meeting that of his opponent.

"Do you really wish to torment me?" Lin Feng grinned, asking calmly.