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As the battle on the stage was about to begin, the crowd was extremely excited. They were also surprised by Beitang Haifan's strength.

The elders of the Four Great Imperial Clans were also seated in their respective seats. They all had different expressions on their faces as they looked at the two youths whose aura had explosively increased. Some of them were surprised, some were disdainful, some were deep in thought, and some were proud.

Any knowledgeable person would naturally know that the water screen in front of Beitang Haifan was called "Water Curtain Tianhua". It could cover the sky and cover the sun. Even though it was only one zhang in length and width, it was definitely at the level of a Xiantian Foundation.

"Fierce." With a light shout, Junlong took the initiative to attack first.

With a flash of light, a flame condensed between the hands of the handsome dragon in front of his chest. With a single finger, the flame shot towards Beitang Haifan.

With a chuckle, Beitang Haifan didn't seem to care about the ball of flame. His hands changed as he stood behind the water curtain. His gaze was fixated on the ball of flame shooting towards him. However, there was clear disdain in his eyes.

"Puchi!"

When the ball of flame rushed to Beitang Haifan's body, as most people expected, it did not make any sound when it collided with the water curtain. However, it continued to melt away, and the rising fog made the scene even more indistinct.

"I'm afraid this attack won't be able to hurt brother Hai Fan." As he thought to himself, it was exactly as Qingyang had expected. The flame disappeared in an instant, and when he looked back at the water screen in front of Beitang Haifan, it did not seem to be damaged at all.

"As expected of the Beitang Clan's absolute art, Shui Mu Tian Hua." As if he knew the ending, Junlong calmly stated, "This is merely a test."

The only response he got was a light laugh and two words.

"So noisy."

As his voice fell, a water dragon faintly formed above Beitang Haifan's head. With a light laugh, that ten feet long water dragon suddenly rushed towards the South Rongjun Junlong.

Both of his feet touched the ground, and his figure flew backwards. The handsome dragon also laughed out loud, "An ant shaking a tree, overestimating himself."

Two balls of bright red fire suddenly rose from his hands. However, they were not like the previous ball of fire. Instead, they had a hint of the Azure Sun Primordial Flame within them.

Nan Rong Long suddenly stopped and jumped up. He dodged the water dragon's attack and landed behind it. He held onto the dragon's tail with both of his hands and shouted, "Burn!"

Countless fiery red flames shot out from Nulong Junlong's hands, spreading out from his tail and enveloping the entire water dragon. But now, it was like a fiery dragon. In the time it took to take a breath, the water dragon transformed into mist and disappeared.

He turned around and looked at Beitang Haifan, who was behind the curtain of water. Just as he was about to start laughing, the face of Nan Rong became extremely heavy. The one that had disappeared was only a water dragon, but now three water dragons were rushing towards him.

"An ant shaking a tree? "I can see that you're just a vegetable seedling." With a smile, a hint of coldness flashed across Beitang Haifan's eyes, "Go!"

The previous water dragon was still alright, but now that there were three water dragons in front of him, it was impossible for him to defend against them like he did just now.

Nan Rong and Junlong didn't avoid this attack either. Both of their hands formed seals in front of their chests, and just as the water dragon was about to reach them, they shouted out, "Mysterious Bird Possession!"

A massive fire bird phantom appeared behind Nanyun Junlong. The golden flames that covered its body were somewhat similar to the Grand Sun Primordial Flame of Qingyang. As it soared into the sky, Nanyun Junlong's aura suddenly skyrocketed.

"This ?" When Azure Sun saw the changes in the arena, he suddenly felt incredulous.

"The Four Clans secret techniques merely borrowed a bit of power from the guardian beast of their race." Lu Xianhan, who was standing to the side, was not surprised by this response.

"Use the power of a Divine Beast?" Qing Yang was incomparably surprised. Just what kind of tyrannical power was this? No wonder the Four Great Clans were so strong. But since the Xiantian South Rongjun had managed to break through to the Spirit Refinement realm after possessing the South Rongjun Dragons, then what if it were South Rongyan? In addition, the four clans all had this type of secret technique. How could this not shock everyone?

"One must pay a certain price to borrow the power of a Divine Beast. Otherwise, wouldn't the Nine Provinces become a mess?" Glancing at the flabbergasted Qingyang, Lu Xianhan said lightly, "I'm afraid that Junlong won't be able to use any spells for a month."

Hearing that, Qingyang thoughtfully nodded his head: "So that's how it is. Borrowing the power of a Divine Beast actually requires such a price. One month's time is enough for one to be like an ordinary person."

Regardless of the discussions in the crowd, Beitang Haifan only smiled faintly when he saw that Nannan had used Mystic Bird Possession. He did not panic, as if he had known this beforehand.

He raised his hands in front of his chest, his ten fingers constantly changing, as a tyrannical power quickly gathered into his hands from Beitang Haifan's arms.

The white clouds suddenly gathered above the entire training field, and the thunder gradually became louder. When the crowd saw this phenomenon, they all raised their heads to look at the thick clouds, and they could faintly see the lightning flashes and thunders, as if there was a giant dragon shuttling through the clouds, roaring.

When the clouds began to gather in the sky, the face of the several Elders from the Nan Rong family turned serious. They could naturally see that the giant dragon contained a tremendous amount of energy, even though the Nan Rong dragon was almost the same level as Beitang Haifan. However, the destructive power of this technique was unquestionable.

"Netherwyrm." This was the first time since the two had fought that their expressions had become somewhat serious.

On the other hand, Nannan Junlong grinned maliciously as he watched the three water dragons collide into his body. He raised a hand and with a flash of his divine sense, the massive Mystic Bird phantom flapped its wings as a scorching wave of flames instantly annihilated the three water dragons.

The surrounding onlookers saw the three water dragons struggle and churn within the sea of fire before being incinerated into mist by the monstrous flames. They sucked in a breath of cold air, silently calculating the odds that they would be able to survive if they were to replace the water dragons with themselves.

The flame wave did not disappear just like that. Instead, with a wave from Nairong Junlong, the sea of fire that filled the sky surged towards Beitang Haifan who was behind the curtain of water.

Just as Nan Rong's sea of fire had swallowed the water dragon, the crowd could feel the aura of the dragon from within the clouds grow stronger. They were all shocked while the people from the Beitang Clan were secretly delighted.

Beitang Haifan's eyes suddenly opened and he shouted: "Netherwyrm! "Disappear!"

An azure divine dragon broke through the clouds, its entire body wrapped in a massive amount of energy. Thunder and lightning flashed on the surface of the water-colored dragon's scales. The furious eyes of the dragon head suddenly opened, and it howled towards the sky. The long roar contained the sound of rumbling thunder that actually hurt everyone's eardrums.

The hissing sound gradually disappeared, and the dragon's head came to a sudden halt. With a gentle wave of Beitang Haifan's left hand, the water dragon's body suddenly dove down. Under the gazes of the four clans, the dragon collided with the sea of flames in the air.

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