Chapter 303: People in Dragon Court, Starting Speedrun (15,000)

Xuantian Academy, Heavenly Thunder Institute.

Within the cloud-shrouded valley, a figure like a demon god floated cross-legged.

With a crash of thunder, Zhao Xing opened his eyes, his gaze sharp and cold, cutting across the sky like lightning.

The moment he opened his eyes, another purple figure suddenly appeared at the other end of the valley.

"Zhao Xing!" Wang Tianzhi's eyes lit up. "Come, hit me!"

As Wang Tianzhi descended, the surrounding air seemed to be stirred by an invisible force, and the temperature plummeted.

His robes flapped wildly, his black hair flew, and a faint dark-blue glow shimmered on his skin. He swiftly formed hand seals, each changing gesture stirring up a black current of energy.

Zhao Xing performed the same actions as Wang Tianzhi, his fingers moving like nimble snakes, rapidly intertwining and turning, forming complex yet orderly seals.

However, shadows of Zhao Xing appeared throughout the valley.

Faint gray electrical arcs sparked at his fingertips, crackling.

In an instant, the gray arcs intensified, deepened in color, and transformed into a dark purple.

Zhao Xing's aura continuously rose, merging with the power of the thunder seals.

As he formed the Grand Yin, Lesser Yin, and Jueyin Thunder Seals, a powerful suction force surged from his palm.

The surrounding yin energy rushed towards him frantically.

In a flash, the dark clouds in the sky spun rapidly as if pulled by an invisible hand, forming a massive vortex.

The center of the vortex was as black as the deepest night, with faint rumbling thunder.

"Good lad, feigning the Three Yin Thunder Seals, but you've already comprehended the Frigid Fiend Thunder Domain?" Wang Tianzhi couldn't help but laugh, his thunder technique consistently synchronized with Zhao Xing's.

"Go!"

Zhao Xing roared, pushing his hands forward abruptly. From his palms, a thunder seal shimmering with purplish-black light roared forth.

All the clones in the valley released thunder seals simultaneously, heading straight for Wang Tianzhi.

Wherever the thunder seals passed, space seemed to tear apart, emitting chilling cracking sounds.

Stones on the ground were shattered into dust, scattering into the air.

The thunder seals were like colossal phantoms, rushing towards their target with an annihilating aura.

The air around them was compressed, forming visible ripples. Any vegetation touched instantly withered, its moisture sucked dry, leaving only charred traces.

The moment the Three Yin Thunder Seals were released, a low hum resonated.

A layer of ice-blue mist permeated around the clones.

Horizon Traverse!

"Hmm?" A hint of shock flashed in Wang Tianzhi's eyes.

Zhao Xing unleashing the Three Yin Thunder Seals and Frigid Fiend Thunder Domain only surprised him with the opponent's proficiency.

To master Yin Thunder Arts from the first to the sixth transformation in such a short time, such talent was truly rare.

But now, with Zhao Xing's clones demonstrating Horizon Traverse, Wang Tianzhi was no longer merely surprised; he was awestruck.

"Senior Brother's Horizon Traverse is nothing like this; he's modified it?"

"The cloud energy transforms into an icy mist, using Horizon Traverse to guide the frigid yin energy upward, allowing the Frigid Fiend Thunder Domain to form a blockade similar to the Boundary Stele Array?"

The icy mist seemed to emanate from the lightning, rapidly enveloping the surrounding space.

The 'Prison Suppression' chapter of Xuantian Thunder Arts was originally comprehended during the 'Great Cold' solar term.

Wang Tianzhi was intimately familiar with this thunder art, and also with Horizon Traverse.

However, their perfect combination and integration was something he had truly never seen before.

Each time Zhao Xing flickered, a blue thread of lightning appeared in the mist.

Thousands of Omnifarious Clones flickered together. In the blink of an eye, lightning threads weaved and intertwined within the mist, gradually forming a massive lightning net.

Within the lightning net, frigid thunder flashed, crackling, each bolt containing enough power to freeze a soul.

"Hmph!"

With Zhao Xing's furious roar, he slammed his hands downward.

Instantly, the ice-blue mist across the entire area violently churned, and the lightning net interwoven with frigid thunder rapidly expanded.

From the dark clouds in the sky, countless ice-blue lightning pillars descended. These pillars connected with the lightning net on the ground, forming a vast thunder domain – the Frigid Fiend Thunder Domain.

Wang Tianzhi was completely sealed within it.

Inside the thunder domain, the temperature plummeted to an extreme, as if even time itself had frozen.

Wang Tianzhi stopped attacking, standing still to directly withstand Zhao Xing's move. His body was instantly encased in a thick layer of ice, which continuously compressed inward, threatening to crush him.

Lightning pillars ceaselessly bombarded him, and the lightning threads within the frigid air continuously disintegrated his Heavenly Thunder Dao Body.

"That truly hurts," Wang Tianzhi exhaled a cold breath, frost and electrical arcs flickering between his brows.

"Zhao Xing, do you have any stronger moves?"

"No," all thousands of Zhao Xings shook their heads.

"Hmph!"

Wang Tianzhi spread his arms, and a powerful, masculine aura rose like a blazing sun.

Blazing thunderous light, like flames, followed the lightning threads, melting them completely.

The 'Heavenly Blaze Thunder,' a secret technique of Yang Thunder Arts within Xuantian Thunder Arts.

In just an instant, Wang Tianzhi shattered the Frigid Fiend Thunder Domain. At that moment, the entire valley was leveled, completely disappearing.

A series of explosions erupted!

Many of the clones shattered.

Zhao Xing, on the other hand, was quite pleased.

Because in previous sparring sessions, Wang Tianzhi had always maintained precise control, deflecting Zhao Xing's attacks without harming his thousands of clones.

This time, however, he failed.

If the power was too weak, he couldn't defuse it. If it was too strong, he couldn't maintain precise control without harming Zhao Xing's clones.

A rustling sound filled the air. Gray rain fell around them; the mounds of earth had turned to ash, flown into the sky, and mixed with the rainwater.

Wang Tianzhi and Zhao Xing's remaining clones left the now chaotic area together.

After the sparring, it was time for summary and analysis.

"Chen'an, this move of yours is truly remarkable," Wang Tianzhi praised. "My Heavenly Thunder Body actually felt pain from it."

"You flatter me," Zhao Xing respectfully replied. "Any slight progress I've made is due to your guidance, Dean."

After resigning from all his official posts, Wang Tianzhi returned to the main academy and