Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

At noon the next day, Ye Ling, accompanied by his clan members, made his way to the arena.

Around the arena, the young powerhouses of the Mo clan gathered together.

Some of the Mo clan's elder-level figures also assembled there, since Mo Yunlong ranked among the top five warriors within their group.

However, following Elder Yan's reminder, Ye Ling noticed that on the other side, a crowd was gathering as well, from the Xuan Yuan family—one of the three great families!

The one leading them was Xuan Yuanfeng!

Xuan Yuanfeng stood tall at 1.9 meters, muscles bulged, exuding virility, dressed in a white robe with a treasured sword hanging at his waist.

One could tell at a glance that he was a valiant warrior who had survived many battles, flanked by four black-clad, masked guards with extremely fierce auras.

Xuan Yuanfeng, looking at Ye Ling who was walking towards the arena in the distance, showed a hint of surprise in his eyes and murmured, "Who is this kid? He looks quite young, yet he managed to defeat Mo Tianqi!"

"What's most important is that he's actually daring enough to challenge Mo Yunlong! Tsk, truly worthy of being a Dragon Body, he's got guts to spare!" Xuan Yuanfeng couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

"Young master, I think this kid is just asking for punishment. Just look at Mo Yunlong's fearsome mid-stage Saint realm cultivation; this kid stands no chance!" a black-clad person beside him spoke up.

"Don't underestimate anyone, especially the owner of the Dragon Body; they deserve more respect," Xuan Yuanfeng said, shaking his head gravely.

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"Kid, I want to see what skills you have to compete against me!" Mo Yunlong, now standing atop the arena, was dressed in a magnificent brocade robe with a purple-golden crown, a soft glow emanating from his entire being.

"Although I won't kill you, I will make you kneel and apologize before me and Tianqi!" Mo Yunlong said, his eyes filled with ruthless intent as he stared at Ye Ling.

"Heh, boasting so freely? Do you really think I'm scared of you?" Ye Ling leapt onto the arena, standing tall, and sneered back.

"Good! Since you're so confident, then let me witness your true strength!" Mo Yunlong bellowed.

Instantly, a domineering aura of the mid-stage Saint realm surged up, and he swung his right palm violently, conjuring a massive hand from the void that crashed down towards Ye Ling.

"Break!" Ye Ling roared, swinging his arms, and with a punch, two terrifying beams of fist energy shot out instantly, colliding with Mo Yunlong's huge palm.

With a muffled "Bang!" the fist light and the gigantic palm struck each other plainly, shaking the entire space for a moment.

The mighty Saint realm energy from both sides swept over the entire arena, making the audience feel a suffocating pressure.

Those from the Mo clan below the arena, their eyes widened in shock.

They hadn't expected Ye Ling to be so powerful that even their second elder, a mid-stage Saint realm warrior, had been forced to retreat by a single move.

"How, how is this possible! How can this kid, at such a young age, possess such formidable strength? Even if he has the Dragon Body, it's absolutely impossible for him to reach this level!" a Mo clan member couldn't help exclaiming.

The other Mo clansmen also chimed in, discussing incessantly.

On another side, Xuan Yuanfeng's mouth curved with a faint smile, "Heh heh, this Sacred Dragon Body is interesting. It seems that with his current strength, there shouldn't be any problem opening the treasure."

"This time, I really want to see what kind of surprise you'll bring us!" Xuan Yuanfeng muttered to himself.

Meanwhile, Mo Yunlong was still clashing fiercely with Ye Ling; neither of them was willing to give an inch.

With his advantage in speed, and because his strength was also much greater than his opponent's, Ye Ling had the absolute upper hand.

"Kid, no matter how you struggle, it's all in vain. You're bound to lose this wager!" Mo Yunlong bellowed, then with a forceful stomp of his legs, his body soared up, his sword transformed into two galaxies, and he slashed towards Ye Ling.

"Hmph! Just a minor trick!" Ye Ling snorted coldly, and his wrist flipped, a crystal clear Dragon Bone knife instantly appeared in his hand.

A clear and pleasing dragon chant burst forth from the blade, and then a golden dragon-shaped phantom flickered on the knife's edge, instantly making everyone feel an immensely powerful pressure.

"Indeed, it's a Sacred Dragon Body!" Xuan Yuanfeng's eyes lit up as he thought to himself.

With the Dragon Bone knife in hand, Ye Ling vibrated his arms and the whole knife turned into a golden giant dragon, roaring as it charged straight at Mo Yunlong with a torrential momentum and a mighty aura.

"Good! Kid, I really want to see how powerful you truly are!" Mo Yunlong shouted loudly.

His body moved swiftly like lightning, his treasured sword dancing rapidly, leaving dense afterimages in the void, each carrying a powerful force sweeping towards Ye Ling.

Ye Ling let out a cold laugh, and his Dragon Bone knife met the attack head-on, the knife light sparkling, dazzlingly bright, and it clashed fiercely with Mo Yunlong's treasured sword, exploding into a thunderous collision sound.

The golden dragon and the silvery longsword intertwined around the fighters.

"Bang Bang!" Two loud booms exploded around them, with strong forces scattering in all directions, kicking up dust on the stage, obscuring the onlookers' view.

However, even so, the two on the stage remained rooted in place, each shrouded in a strong surge of energy, their eyes sharp as knives, staring each other down intently.

The Mo family spectators below the stage all inhaled sharply, shock written all over their faces as they watched the two on the stage.

"Who would have thought Yun Long wouldn't dispose of this kid immediately, but instead is at a deadlock with him; this kid seems to be quite troublesome!"

"Big Brother Yun Long is always so proud and unyielding, how could he be at a disadvantage today!"

"This guy's strength is indeed not simple; it seems our Mo clan is about to face another big test!"

Mo Yunlong gasped heavily, the previous scene where he matched strength with Ye Ling made him feel a tremendous power surging from his opponent.

However, Mo Yunlong had his own pride; he was an intermediate Saint realm powerhouse, even capable of contending with higher-order Saint realm cultivators, so he had a good chance of victory.

That's why he disdained using any secret technique, confident in his ability to fight Ye Ling head-on.