Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 5471 Black Dragon of the Azure Sea

chapter 5471 black dragon of the azure sea

mo yang.

although some dragon race experts refused to submit to him, they had to admit he was one of the strongest experts present.

aside from chi wufeng, around ten figures could potentially rival mo yang. however, none of them dared to say they could definitely beat him.

after all, mo yang’s reputation preceded him. at best, someone might achieve a narrow victory over him, but nothing decisive. mo yang had said that any one of them could represent the dragon race in this battle, and it would lead to the same result. as members of the dragon race, they knew their own abilities well.

moreover, unlike many of the dragon experts, mo yang wasn’t overbearingly arrogant. he possessed a natural leadership quality—very powerful yet not drawing other people’s envy. his willingness to step back earlier to let another take the stage had impressed many of the heavenly geniuses. after all, such a humble attitude was very rare in the dragon race.

now, all eyes were fixed on long chen and mo yang as they stood at the center of a wide circle, facing each other. the tension between them was palpable, an invisible current of energy crackling in the air.

“what a shame,” long chen sighed suddenly, breaking the silence.

“what’s a shame?” asked mo yang, his brow furrowing slightly.

“if my opponent had been chi wufeng, i could’ve saved a lot of energy,” replied long chen, shrugging casually.

“what?!” chi wufeng stepped forward, his flames flaring alongside his fury.

“long chen, there’s no need for that kind of provocation,” mo yang interjected with a frown, thinking long chen was intentionally stirring trouble.

“even if i explained, you wouldn’t understand. but since you’ve chosen to represent the dragon race in this battle, let’s begin,” long chen said nonchalantly.

“i can feel your emotions for the dragon race. however, humans are too crafty and dangerous. we cannot trust you. even if you have the support of our race leaders, i won’t let you lead the dragon race. i will be going at full power in this battle, so be prepared. blades have no mercy, and fists have no eyes. life and death are up to the heavens,” said mo yang gravely.

it was evident that mo yang wasn’t just powerful—he was also highly perceptive. without anyone needing to explain, he had pieced together the situation based purely on observation. he didn’t deny the race leaders’ decision nor showed hostility toward long chen. instead, he resolved to prove his stance through action, committing himself to fight with his full strength.

when this martial stage appeared, someone exclaimed in astonishment, “is this the legendary dragon emperor blood rune stage?”

“indeed,” confirmed xie qianzhong, his voice steady. “these runes are formed from the core blood runes of a dragon emperor. not even another dragon emperor could easily disrupt them.

though his explanation was for everyone, his gaze lingered on long chen, subtly assuring him. the message was clear: long chen could fight with his full power, without needing to worry about damaging the ten thousand dragon nest.

of everyone present, the one to believe in long chen the most was xie qianzhong. as a member of the evil dragon race, xie qianzhong understood that the "evil" in their name didn’t signify malice. instead, it represented defiance against a conventional path. for reasons even he couldn’t fully articulate, he had trusted long chen instinctively from the moment they met. this trust bordered on the irrational, yet it felt entirely natural.

spatial laws supported the martial stage, creating a wide space for long chen and mo yang. they now stood three hundred meters apart, their blood qi clashing in the air with such intensity that visible ripples formed.

as these ripples reached the crowd, they carried a powerful tearing force that seemed to resonate with the core of everyone present. the heavenly geniuses felt their blood heating up.

the pressure in the air grew in tandem with the rising auras of the two combatants. the ground beneath their feet trembled, cracks spidering out across the surface. even the space started to twist around them.

mo yang’s runes were black, while long chen’s glowed red, each like a volcano erupting with unstoppable power. neither could overwhelm the other.

the dragon race’s heavenly geniuses watched in shock. long chen’s dragon might felt boundless, as vast as the ocean. they couldn’t believe such power resided in a human.

suddenly, both fighters moved. mo yang formed a strange gesture, while long chen made a hand seal.

behind mo yang, his heavenly fate disk materialized, while an eight-colored divine ring appeared behind long chen.

“black dragon of the azure sea!”

“scarlet dragon battle armor!”

they shouted in unison, and an overwhelming surge of blood qi shook the ten thousand dragon nest.