Chapter 193: A Single Battle Shocks the World

The battlefield was silent. Chu Feng stood there, his long hair flowing, his body clear and radiant, as if forged from immortal divine gold, shimmering with a precious luster.

In the distance, the powerful Crimson Dragon lay on the ground, twitching slightly, covered in bloodstains. A fist-sized hole marred its chest, from which dragon blood gushed.

Everyone, from both the Eastern and Western camps, was stunned. The Crimson Dragon, renowned as invincible among its peers, had been defeated and severely wounded.

Earlier, the Western camp had laughed, belittling Chu Feng and expecting a one-sided battle where the Crimson Dragon would easily slaughter him. They saw it not as a duel, but as a unilateral execution.

However, once the battle began and the two titans fiercely clashed, everyone froze. Now, they felt a chill run down their spines.

The Crimson Dragon was utterly defeated, its blood splattering across the battlefield!

"That was the Crimson Dragon, a true dragon! How could it lose?" Some still struggled to accept this, mentally unwilling to believe the reality.

Dragons, creatures surpassing many other species, are depicted in myths as beings daring to challenge gods, symbolizing immense power.

In fact, since its emergence, the Crimson Dragon had never been defeated. It held numerous titles, such as "Fire God" and even "Little Tyrant," because it always crushed its opponents in battle.

"Why is this Devil King Chu so strong?!" Some in the Western camp murmured, their faces pale. Even their own dragon was defeated.

Outside, those watching the live broadcast were even more stunned.

"He's too powerful; he actually defeated a dragon!"

"What did I just witness? A dragon soaring through the sky, sent flying by an attack!"

On the battlefield, Chu Feng strode forward, his tall, slender frame appearing ethereal, yet within him surged the power to subdue dragons. His eyes shone brilliantly, captivating and intimidating.

He was approaching, walking towards the Crimson Dragon.

"Argh..." Only at this moment did the Crimson Dragon roar, letting out a loud cry. Still prostrate on the ground and covered in blood, it suddenly lifted its head, its eyes filled with terror.

It was consumed by rage and boundless killing intent. How could it have lost? It could not accept this outcome.

As Chu Feng drew near, his body glowed, radiating waves of intense light mist that enveloped him, causing him to emit increasingly terrifying energy fluctuations.

Even with an absolute advantage, he remained cautious. After all, this was a Western dragon, and it was hard to say if it had any untapped forbidden techniques.

"Chu Feng!"

The Crimson Dragon roared, then suddenly stood up. The bloody hole in its chest, originally fist-sized, violently contracted, shrinking until it completely healed.

A special, astonishingly bright rune flashed there before merging back into its body.

On the Eastern side, people gasped in shock, feeling profound dread. The Crimson Dragon was already overwhelmingly powerful; who else could possibly be its match?

Now it had recovered, which was truly terrifying.

"As expected of the Dragon Race, with their extraordinary physique, they practically possess an immortal body." Someone in the Western camp rejoiced, hope rekindled.

However, Schiller, the old lion, and others remained silent.

Chu Feng remained calm and unafraid. He could see that the Crimson Dragon had paid a significant price to close the blood hole, and it was nothing to be concerned about.

The Crimson Dragon's face was pale, its eyes filled with resentment and defiance.

Before the battle, it had been incredibly confident, completely dismissing Chu Feng with contempt. Yet, in the end, it was the one left severely injured.

"With such meager abilities, you dare to launch an Eastern expedition?" Chu Feng remarked.

These words provoked the Crimson Dragon, making its face contort in anger and its body tremble. How could a dignified dragon ever be so belittled?

It was supposed to look down on the strong from all races, but today, it was utterly disgraced, publicly ridiculed in front of all the powerful beings from both East and West.

Waves of crimson light erupted from the Crimson Dragon's body, its blood-stained long hair fluttering. It roared, unleashing terrifying energy fluctuations, its last shred of retreat vanishing.

"I will kill you!"

The Crimson Dragon roared in fury, trickles of blood oozing from its pores and then igniting into fiery light. It employed a forbidden secret art, forcibly restoring its damaged body to peak condition.

A dragon's roar shook the heavens as it plunged forward, like a crimson meteor hurtling towards the earth, carrying a terrifying aura that threatened to destroy everything.

The Crimson Dragon charged wildly, its steps cracking the earth. The battlefield behind it completely shattered due to the immense power in its feet!

At this moment, its fist glowed with crystal brilliance, as magnificent and intense as the sun, striking forward with the desire to end Chu Feng's life in a single blow.

"You've already lost. I don't have time to waste on you!" Chu Feng said coldly.

He activated a special breathing technique, simultaneously unleashing the Mighty Ox Demon Fist. A true manifestation of the fist's intent appeared behind him: an ancient wild ox, standing tall, radiating immense power accompanied by a grand vision.

This colossal black ox seemed to stand in the primordial world, its head touching the starry sky, its feet planted on the earth, poised to tear through the cosmos and leap into the void.

The most intense collision erupted, unleashing immeasurable light between the two.

The Crimson Dragon was still no match, sent flying sideways and coughing up large mouthfuls of blood. Just as Chu Feng had said, it had already lost.

With a thud, the Crimson Dragon was sent tumbling hundreds of meters away by Chu Feng's fist intent, which carried a true manifestation. It crashed into a rocky area, causing the ground to crack and dust to billow into the sky.

Simultaneously, Chu Feng left an afterimage in his wake and pursued.

He intended to slay the dragon. This time, without any hesitation, he planned to kill his opponent in one swift move.

His speed was astonishingly fast, his long hair streaming backward. Although he didn't reveal his four-times-the-speed-of-sound ability, his velocity far exceeded everyone else's imagination, and he arrived in an instant.

He utilized his Divine Leg ability, stepping forward with one foot.

The Crimson Dragon dodged and counterattacked, but dazzling light surged around them.

The ground erupted. Under Chu Feng's Divine Leg, rocks, soil, and other elements were obliterated, scattering in all directions and creating a massive crater.

*Bang, bang, bang!*

The Crimson Dragon not only clashed its arms with Chu Feng, but its legs and feet also collided. Its face twisted in pain, and its teeth gritted audibly.

How was this possible? It couldn't believe it.

The Dragon Race possessed the strongest physical bodies, yet it was being suppressed. The opponent's physique seemed forged from divine gold, making it feel as if its bones would shatter and muscles tear with every collision.

The Crimson Dragon felt utterly humiliated. It was a dragon, yet it was being completely suppressed by a mere human!

Chu Feng swung another punch, sending it flying sideways and coughing up large amounts of blood.

At the same time, Chu Feng caught up at extreme speed, delivering an aerial kick. With a sickening thud, he stomped on the Crimson Dragon as it hit the ground, causing its chest to cave in and blood to gush out.

The Western camp erupted in chaos. People found it hard to accept the sight of a dragon being mercilessly battered after a crushing defeat.

The Black Dragon King's face was grim, and he exuded an overwhelming aura of terror, barely restraining himself from intervening. As a fellow dragon, seeing the Crimson Dragon so suppressed made him lose face.

However, a terrifying power emanated from the opposing side, locking onto him. If he dared to act, a life-or-death battle between peerless masters would undoubtedly erupt.

At this point, the Crimson Dragon was like a rag doll, repeatedly sent flying by Chu Feng's blows, and kicked airborne multiple times, leaving it severely wounded with numerous broken bones.

Chu Feng wanted to end the battle, but the Crimson Dragon managed to evade fatal blows at crucial moments.

Chu Feng swept out a kick, deforming the Crimson Dragon's face and fracturing its jaw. Filled with shock and fury, its eyes turned blood red, and it let out an earth-shattering dragon's roar.

It transformed into its true form, suddenly spreading its wings and soaring into the air. Almost frantically, it spewed overwhelming flames at Chu Feng, melting the battlefield into a molten mess.

It had been pushed to its last resort, attacking Chu Feng with its massive true form, though it knew the effect would be minimal, as its human and dragon forms possessed similar power.

Only out of desperation did it reveal its dragon body, ready to flee at any moment.

The flames raged, turning the battlefield into a field of red magma, but the Crimson Dragon knew this wouldn't harm its opponent. Since the other party was stronger, how could they be burned to death?

Perhaps it was time to retreat. Even if it faced ridicule, it was better than dying. The Crimson Dragon began to consider fleeing.

"Didn't you say you'd teach Chu Feng a lesson in minutes? Are you trying to escape now?!"

Someone in the Eastern camp saw its thoughts and loudly mocked, trying to provoke it into staying.

The Crimson Dragon was infuriated, its face burning with shame and a desire to go mad.

Earlier, before Chu Feng had even gone to the Vatican, it had declared that upon meeting, it would teach Chu Feng a lesson in minutes. Now, this was the outcome, which was utterly humiliating. It felt like it was slapping itself in the face.

Many in the Western camp were speechless, remaining silent, unable to speak up for the Crimson Dragon.

At this moment, the Crimson Dragon was several tens of meters long, entirely scarlet, stained with blood, and radiating crimson light. Its scales were also this color, giving it a powerful and massive appearance, brimming with explosive strength.

If it were facing other creatures, the Crimson Dragon would be confident of an easy victory. This physical body alone would be enough to sweep aside all king-level powerhouses.

However, against Chu Feng, it had lost its fighting spirit. The larger its body, the easier it was for that terrifying human to attack. Its massive size made it too big a target, far less advantageous than fighting in its human form.

"Roar... Chu Feng, I will remember this debt and settle it with you sooner or later!"

The Crimson Dragon roared in fury. As a dragon, it was far faster and swifter than other creatures. It spread its wings in the air, preparing to fly away.

It knew this was humiliating and that it would be ridiculed by everyone, but nothing was more important than survival now.

"I already told you, you are my prey. How dare you dream of escaping?" Chu Feng said calmly from below. An arc of electricity appeared in his left hand, then began to gather into an even more intense electrical current, eventually forming a terrifyingly brilliant spear of light.

He hurled it forward. This was an ability he gained after breaking his fourth genetic lock, and he hadn't truly used its full power until now.

The lightning spear, brighter than the sun, streaked across the sky. No matter how fast the Crimson Dragon was, it could not escape the lightning's pursuit!

In an instant, it was caught.

This spear of lightning shocked both the Eastern and Western camps.

The lightning spear first pierced through the Crimson Dragon's body, causing blood to spurt, and then it exploded.

The Crimson Dragon shrieked, tumbling and plummeting towards the earth. Its chest had exploded, leaving a horrifying, gaping hole that was transparent from front to back. The wound was too large to close, and its injuries were too severe.

The ground trembled as the Crimson Dragon crashed into a non-magma area of the battlefield, causing the earth to shake violently and black cracks to spread in all directions.

Before anyone could react, Chu Feng rushed over and, with a single punch, shattered the Crimson Dragon's forehead, ending its life.

In the Western camp, many roared in anger.

The Black Dragon King was about to act, but a powerful golden light erupted from the Eastern camp, shooting towards him and directly countering his terrifying aura.

*Rumble!*

Chu Feng dragged the Crimson Dragon towards Kunlun Mountain. The sheer power required to drag such a massive dragon away was unimaginable.

The Black Dragon King, the Old Lion, Vanlin, and Schiller all made moves, but they discovered immense auras emanating from the opposing side, with powerful individuals locking onto each of them.

A battle between peerless masters was about to erupt!

"How satisfying!"

"Hahaha..."

Many in the Eastern camp laughed heartily, feeling utterly exhilarated that Chu Feng had slain such a powerful Western dragon.

Chu Feng was highly content, because this dragon was a treasure trove, especially containing something he greatly needed!

At this moment, those watching the live broadcast were first petrified, then erupted.

"What did I just see? Dragon-slaying, truly happening right before my eyes! Someone actually slew a Western dragon!"

"Big Brother is too fierce! Not only did he return alive, he even slew a dragon!" Wind Listener Ouyang Qing and others cheered with joy and excitement.

At Jade Void Palace, the old man Lu Tong was both joyful and agitated, but also pained. "You scoundrel, what a waste! That's dragon blood! You just let it gush out and flow all over the ground!"

"Luo Shen, are you watching the live broadcast? That person really seems to be Chu Feng! He's actually... slaying a dragon!" Xia Qianyu quickly contacted Jiang Luo Shen.