Towards the Path of Heaven
Chapter 177

Therefore, even before the battle began, the disciples in the Northern Region felt that victory had been decided. Although two people from the Southern Region had suddenly entered the third round, there were only two of them, whereas the Northern Region, including Shilong who was about to win, had a total of three people.

Three against two. Even if the results are not satisfactory, it is acceptable. Because in this way, the Northern Region was still suppressing the Southern Region.

In the sky, the elders of the Northern Region secretly felt relieved as they watched the situation. Whatever happens, the Northern Region is not overthrown by the Southern Region who always oppresses them. In this way, they ended up saving face.

Although Han Chen was annoyed by this, he could not say anything even though he opened his mouth. Because even though Yan Chutian had created too many miracles, the situation before him was still nearing a dead end.

Without seeing it for himself, no one would believe that Yan Chutian had the possibility to defeat Shilong.

Therefore, to be honest, there were probably only a few people who still believed in Yan Chutian, and coincidentally, they were all women.

In short, Yan Chutian finally stepped into the huge arena and appeared in front of everyone. As he stepped into the arena, the top Holy Son of the Northern Region, Shilong, also stepped on the platform under his feet and used his enormous reflected power to leap into the air and into the arena.

As soon as he stepped into the arena, Shilong's arrogant eyes locked onto Yan Chutian, and then he said in the same arrogant tone, "Bags of the Southern Region, today is my day, Shilong, he said, end your luck!"

There was no shortage of people in the Northern Region who were extremely hostile towards the Southern Region, and this Shilong was clearly one of them, so he showed no mercy to Yan Chutian and ridiculed him with all his strength.

Since the other party was so rampant, Yan Chutian naturally would not give him the slightest bit of face. With a cold gaze, he immediately spat in a disdainful tone, "Is there only one chosen Holy Son in the Northern Region speaking so arrogantly?"

Yan Chutian's words were shocking. Not only were the disciples of the northern region shocked, but the elders were also shocked. Soon after, they showed a cold grin. They clearly did not expect Yan Chutian to be so arrogant and say such shocking words.

Therefore, the elders from the Northern Region would inevitably look at Han Chen. They sneered and said, "Murid Elder Han is truly extraordinary. How dare he look down on our Holy Son?"

Hearing this, Han Chen felt helpless in his heart. He had not expected Yan Chutian to suddenly say such words. However, after all, Yan Chutian had brought glory to the Southern Region. So, Han Chen simply replied with a cold smile, supporting Yan Chutian.

"It is inevitable for young people to be reckless. Especially compared to the Holy Sons in the Northern Region, it was nothing …"

"God…"

the northern region elder sneered and said nothing more. According to him, the moment Shilong defeated Yan Chutian would naturally be the time when the southern region lost face. Let's see what kind of words the defeated Southern Region disciples could say at that moment.

At the same time, Shilong who was in the arena was stunned. Then, his eyes gradually narrowed and a cold grin appeared on his face again. He sneered and said, "I'm really looking forward to seeing how you can still say such words when I step on you under my feet."

Before his voice disappeared, Shilong was already raised. Overwhelming spiritual energy surged and a huge pressure pressed down on Yan Chutian. The pressure from the Tier Four Elixir Realm might be able to suppress many Level Two Elixir Realms or even Level Three to the point of being unable to move.

However, Yan Chutian was naturally not such a cultivator. Although his cultivation had yet to break through the Level Two Elixir Realm, when the pressure came on him, his right foot stomped on the ground violently, causing a huge wave of spiritual energy to collide with the pressure.

"Boom…!"

At the moment of the collision, incredible energy ripples spread out. However, this collision was clearly just a test. As the energy ripples spread out, the muffled sound of blows hitting the flesh could be heard again. As the energy ripples subsided, everyone could see that in the middle of the arena, there were two figures constantly bombarding each other with fists, palms, and feet. A muffled sound came from this collision.

The two continued to exchange blows. During this process, many Southern Region disciples, who originally had no hope for Yan Chutian, inevitably slowly brightened up. This was because they were surprised to find that in this battle, Yan Chutian did not seem to show any signs of defeat.

At the same time, the expressions of the Northern Region disciples were unnatural as they did not see the scene where Shilong nearly destroyed Yan Chutian as they had expected. Instead, this scene was very similar to the battle yesterday between Yan Chutian and Jin Lan. The two were evenly matched, and then Yan Chutian won the fight.

Could it be that yesterday's scene will repeat itself today?

"Oh!"

This situation obviously made Shilong very angry. With a cold snort, he attacked more aggressively. As he raised his hand, a Spiritual Energy dragon suddenly appeared. It opened its large mouth and tried to swallow Yan Chutian.

"Your…!"

The fist collided with the Spiritual Energy dragon. However, that seemingly powerful Spiritual Energy dragon was instantly torn apart by Yan Chutian's fist. It turned into a point of light and quickly disappeared.

Seeing his attack fail, Shilong became even more furious. He immediately made runes, and the ground around his feet kept rippling with Spiritual Energy. As the ripples spread out, a huge Spiritual Energy hand slowly raised and then pressed down on Yan Chutian.

Seeing that big hand pressing down, Yan Chutian's eyes narrowed. He then raised his arm, and wisps of Mysterious Flame Qi continued to flow into his right arm. When the power gathered to a certain extent, it suddenly erupted.

"Mysterious Hand of Fire!"

That skinny-looking palm suddenly exploded with an incomparably majestic might and collided with the gigantic hand of Spiritual Energy.

"Boom boom…!"

The ripples of Spiritual Energy that were churning crazily spread out, and the result of this collision was beyond everyone's expectations. Two palm-sized forces collided, and the result was that the gigantic hand of Spiritual Energy immediately collapsed. The seemingly thin palm of the hand carried an extremely frightening strength, and it went straight towards Shilong.

This sudden situation not only shocked everyone, but also shocked Shilong. After all, he never thought that his attack would be defeated by his opponent.

However, as the top Holy Son, Shilong's reaction was naturally faster than ordinary people. He suddenly recovered and immediately urged the Spiritual Energy in his body. Spiritual Energy surged and turned into armor that covered his body.

After condensing such a defense, Shilong was relieved. He thought that with such a defense, he no longer needed to worry about his opponent's attacks.

It was just that he would never think that when Yan Chutian attacked with a Mysterious Flame Hand, his body did not stop moving. A wisp of pure Mysterious Flame Qi swiftly flowed into his right arm. Although it was an accumulation of Mysterious Flame Qi, this time was different because what he was going to use this time was a Mysterious Flame Finger!

"Mysterious Fire Dance!"

Without any explanation, Yan Chutian suddenly roared. When his roar fell, the power he had accumulated for a long time exploded from both of his fingertips, turning into two mysterious waves that flowed towards Shilong at an extremely fast speed.

"Bang!"

In everyone's eyes, the remaining power of the Mysterious Apu Hand was blocked by the Spiritual Energy defenses around Shilong's body. However, immediately after, an inexplicable wave burst forth and ruthlessly destroyed the Spiritual Energy armor. It actually immediately pierced through the armor and sent it flying.

As Shilong staggered and landed on the ground, his face was full of disbelief. How could he imagine that his defense would be pierced by his opponent? How fierce was the attack?

But the more surprised he was, the more embarrassed he felt. He had just said that he was going to suppress the other party, but now he had become like this. How could his words from before have become a huge slap after slap that slapped his face violently?

"Suck!"

Shilong gritted his teeth and roared. He suddenly raised his face and his eyes were full of blood red color.

"The Dragon Blood Spirit Runner!"

As his eyes were blood-red, the power of the Spirit Runes had been activated by Shilong. The coiled dragon runes gradually condensed in his blood-red eyes, then projected between heaven and earth, releasing his Evil Qi as he pleased.

He did not hesitate to use the power of the Spirit Rune. It could only be said that the anger in Shilong's heart had reached a certain level. Otherwise, it wouldn't be like this.

However, if it was a Spirit Rune power competition, how could Yan Chutian be afraid? Seeing the dragon-shaped blood runes appear between heaven and earth, Yan Chutian sighed. Then, the lines in his eyes became faintly visible, gradually intertwining into a huge sword.