The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 905: Did Long Yun Win?

Chapter 905: Chapter 905: Did Long Yun Win?

The imposing strength started pulsating with Long Yun’s movements, as the dragon form behind him shot up to the sky, with Long Yun’s figure also soaring from the ground.

In an instant, everyone felt as if even the air around them was being lifted, and many spectators turned pale as they looked up.

The dragon soared to heaven!

Commanding all directions!

"Kid, take this punch!"

The sunlight outlined a hazy golden halo around Long Yun, transforming him into an imposing figure radiating true yang!

Ning Fan stamped his right foot, and web-like cracks spread across the arena, slowly creeping out in all directions.

The Nine Dragons Arena, which even Long Yun couldn’t shatter, showed cracks under Ning Fan’s single stomp!

The vigorous Spiritual Power churned inside him, with the Jadestone Mini-sword already in his palm, continuously channeling Spiritual Power into the blade.

Whoosh!

Countless streaks of sword radiance emerged around the mini-sword, flying one by one, hovering behind Ning Fan.

"Roar!"

The dragon form dashed upward agilely, roaring as it charged toward Ning Fan!

Boom boom boom!

As the dragon form landed, the surrounding air twisted.

A heavy pressure crashed down, a suffocating sensation overwhelming everyone’s hearts, forcing them to prostrate on the ground.

"I can’t breathe!"

"Such terrifying pressure!"

"I can’t take it... I can’t withstand it!"

Faced with this intense force, people couldn’t even lift their heads and lay prostrate on the ground.

In the presence of such heavy pressure, Ning Fan was the only one who could still stand upright!

He looked up at the sky, his gaze resolute, as the sword radiance at his back continued to swirl and gather.

Just as the colossal dragon form nearly reached him, Ning Fan slowly raised the Jadestone Mini-sword.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

The sword radiance behind him fluttered gently, whooshing out at an astonishing speed, stabbing into the dragon form.

Ptui! Ptui! Ptui!

The sword radiance relentlessly pierced into the dragon form’s body but seemed to cause no damage to it.

As the crowd watched, the dragon form roared down, diving straight toward Ning Fan.

Long Yun’s brow slightly furrowed, staring at Ning Fan with puzzlement.

Are you not planning to resist?

To just accept your defeat like this?

As if sensing Long Yun’s gaze, Ning Fan raised his head, locking eyes with him.

He lifted his right hand and gently snapped his fingers.

"Snap!"

The crisp snapping sound echoed with tremendous penetrating power, as if it resounded right next to everyone’s ears simultaneously.

Suddenly, the dragon form stopped.

Merely three inches from Ning Fan, the dragon form halted mid-air.

Everyone was stunned by this scene.

Before they could react, the dragon form exploded.

Boom!

Instantly, an invisible shockwave burst out in all directions.

The formidable force shook the ground, making it impossible to stand firm.

Most people only saw a blur before their consciousness crumbled, their heads tilting as they collapsed to the ground.

The mere aftereffects of the two’s clash were too much for many Martial Artists to withstand.

"Activate the protective barrier to the highest! The highest!"

Lian Hongyi screamed, his forehead veins bulging.

The intensity of the force had far exceeded his expectations, and, if nothing went wrong, it also exceeded the limits of the barrier!

But even if it couldn’t withstand the force, they had no choice but to stand against it.

After all, they couldn’t possibly let ordinary people bear it, right?

"Quick, quick, quick! Block it for me!"

"If I get hurt, you’ll pay for it!"

"Block these aftershocks for me!"

The Patrons of the major families were also directing their own to stand in front of them.

The Patrons were at their wits’ end.

Do you damn well know what level these two individuals in front are?

If it weren’t for thinking of the people behind them, these Patrons might wish they could scatter on the spot!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The aftereffects bombarded their Inner Strength defenses, producing dull booming sounds.

One by one, the Patrons’ faces turned white, blood trickling from the corners of their mouths, and traces of blood appeared in their eyes.

The power of Long Yun and Ning Fan was too formidable; even the mere aftereffects were enough to cause them serious injuries.

Boom boom boom!

The deep booming sound echoed, layers of shockwaves reverberated, and the powerful force continued to spread in all directions.

After an unknown amount of time, the constantly expanding force gradually dissipated.

A thick cloud of dust enveloped the entire Nine Dragons Arena, and the surrounding crowd couldn’t see what was happening inside, only watching from a distance.

"What’s going on inside?"

"Are they both still alive?"

"I don’t know, who wants to go in and take a look?"

People nudged each other, but no one had the guts to walk into the dust storm.

Quite simply, if the people inside were unharmed, any casual move from them would mean immediate death for those who approached.

Just then, a figure staggered out from the dust, appearing before the crowd.

It was Long Yun!

His clothes were in disarray, and his hair was a mess; his breathing was erratic.

Clearly, that punch had inflicted significant damage on him.

But still, he had walked out.

"It’s Master Long Yun!"

"Hahaha, I knew it was Master Long Yun who won!

"I said it, in front of Master Long Yun, that kid is nothing!"

"Master Long Yun, unrivaled in all the world!"

Upon seeing Long Yun, the crowd first paused, then burst into joyous cheers.

The impact of their clash just now meant that the losing side would either be gravely injured or dead.

"Great, Long Yun won!"

"Humph, I told you, that kid trying to oppose us was going to end badly!"

"Get ready to send someone over and see if that kid is dead."

The Family Heads also beamed with joy, whether Ning Fan was seriously injured or dead, it was great news for them.