Chapter 35
Boom!
The sound of a violent collision was heard.
Smoke and dust rose, and heaven and earth shook!
All the guests were silent as they stared blankly at the white-robed figure who was hit by the Severing Dragon Hand.
Long Haotian's sudden attack had caught everyone off guard.
Jun Xiaoyao's extremely fast reaction speed was even more surprising.
However, Long Haotian had used Zulong's top-notch technique, the Severing Dragon Hand.
Once a technique like this was unleashed, even if one had a noble weapon to protect themselves, they would still be heavily injured, let alone being able to defend against this attack.
Long Haotian had used this technique to kill more than ten geniuses from top-notch orthodoxies.
"Son Of God!" Jun Xuehuang's face quickly turned pale.
If Jun Xiaoyao was seriously injured or something happened to him because of her, Jun Xuehuang would not be able to absolve herself from the blame even if she died.
After all, she was not as important to the Jun family as Jun Xiaoyao was.
"Brother Xiaoyao!" Jiang Luoli's pretty face also changed.
Jiang Rou, Jiang Shengyi, Jun Zhantian, and the others also changed their expressions.
Jun Xiaoyao was now the most important person among the younger generation of the Jun family.
If anything happened to him, the consequences would be unimaginable!
"This … Will the Jun family's Son Of God's Ten Years Old Banquet turn into a bloodbath?"
"Is the legend of the Jun family's Son Of God going to end before it even began?"
All the guests who came to the banquet froze.
If that was the case, the Jun family's reputation would plummet.
Zulong's reputation would soar.
At this moment, the world was dead silent. Countless pairs of eyes were gathered on the peerless figure in white.
"Eh … That's not right …" The old Daoist from the Daoji Heavenly Sect said softly.
Logically speaking, if one was hit by Long Haotian's Severing Dragon Hand, one would at least spit out blood and fly backward, if not be smashed into pieces.
However, Jun Xiaoyao did not move at all, and there was no expression on his face.
Only a pair of eyes that were as deep as an ancient well were filled with extreme indifference.
At this moment, everyone sensed that something was wrong.
Jun Xiaoyao's reaction was nothing out of the ordinary. His body didn't even move an inch.
"Is the Son Of God forcing himself?" Some people looked and murmured in their hearts.
However, Long Haotian himself was the only one who was able to sense Jun Xiaoyao's condition.
"Your … Your physical body …" Long Haotian's eyes were filled with shock.
His hand landed on Jun Xiaoyao's chest, and he felt as if he had hit a piece of Primordial Divine Gold.
Not only was he unable to shake Jun Xiaoyao in the slightest, but his palm was also hurting from the impact.
Long Haotian was Dragon, the Dragon Clan's Dragon's body was the Dragon Of God...
However, Jun Xiaoyao was standing there and letting him hit him. How was it possible that he couldn't even hurt him?
"That's it?"
Jun Xiaoyao tilted his head slightly. Although he did not seem to say a word of humiliation.
It made Long Haotian's face flush red, anger rising in his heart.
"What's the matter with you? Could it be that you can't put down your face and forcefully suppress your internal injuries?"
This was the only possibility that Long Haotian could think of.
"Heh … You're thinking too much …"
Jun Xiaoyao's eyes glinted with a cold light as soon as he finished speaking.
He reached out and directly grabbed Long Haotian's arm that hit his chest. The 40,000 granules of the giant elephant in his body erupted at the same time.
In an instant, 400 million kilograms of force surged out.
Rip!
Jun Xiaoyao twisted his wrist and pulled fiercely!
Accompanied by a scream, Long Haotian's arm was torn off by Jun Xiaoyao!
Fresh blood splattered everywhere!
Long Haotian's figure retreated rapidly, clutching the gap of his broken arm. His face was pale and full of disbelief!
Not just Long Haotian, all the guests were speechless!
This kind of reversal was something that no one had expected.
Jun Xiaoyao not only took a hit from Long Haotian's Severing Dragon Hand, but he also tore off Long Haotian's arm in an extremely violent manner.
Who would have thought?
"The Son Of God of the Jun family is breathing steadily. He does not seem to be injured," the old Taoist of the Daoji Heavenly Sect said.
Hearing his words, many forces came to a realization. They immediately looked at Jun Xiaoyao as if they were looking at a monster.
After all, in the entire Huangtian Mystic Realm, there were only a few geniuses who could take a hit from Zulong's Severing Dragon Hand.
Most importantly, Jun Xiaoyao did not take the hit or suffer any injuries. He was completely fine.
"The Sacred Body of the Ancients. Even if it is confined by heaven and earth, it is still terrifying!" Many young geniuses were shocked.
"Son Of God …" Jun Xuehuang also breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Jun Xiaoyao with gratitude in her eyes.
"You can leave now. Leave this loach to me," Jun Xiaoyao said lightly.
"Yes." Jun Xuehuang nodded respectfully.
At this moment, she no longer seemed to be the high and mighty Sequence Seven of the Jun family. She was more like Jun Xiaoyao's maid.
Long Haotian's face turned pale when he heard Jun Xiaoyao's words.
He covered the gap of his broken arm with fear in his eyes.
If he were to still underestimate Jun Xiaoyao at this point, then he would truly be a fool.
Jun Xiaoyao shook his head lightly.
There was a faint green light under his skin.
Jun Xiaoyao absorbed and refined Xiao Chen's Dragon Qi, which allowed him to condense the Dragon Scale Inner Armor in his body.
Jun Xiaoyao was able to block Long Haotian's Severing Dragon Hand without getting hurt because of his already powerful Sacred Body of the Ancients.
He didn't even bother to use the Underworld Protection of the Divine Elephant Overpowering Force.
"Hmph, Jun Xiaoyao, I don't know what you used to block this move, but you are too naive if you think you can win just like that."
Long Haotian said coldly.
A vigorous stream of qi and blood suddenly gushed out from his body.
Then, under the stunned gaze of everyone.
The flesh at the gap of his broken arm began to squirm, and then a new arm slowly grew out.
"Is that even possible?" Some young geniuses were tongue-tied.
"Is Long Haotian immortal?"
"No, even if the Dragon Clan is full of qi and blood, they can't just sit there and regrow a broken arm. At least, Long Haotian can't do that."
"I understand now. Rumor has it that Long Haotian has fused with a Dragon Essence. Could it be because of the Dragon Essence …"
Now, everyone understood that Long Haotian was using the Dragon Essence.
"Oh, Dragon Essence?" A light flashed in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.
He looked at Long Haotian like a hunter staring at his prey.
"Courting death!"
Seeing Jun Xiaoyao's look, Long Haotian was enraged.
It had always been him who treated humans as prey. Since when did a human treat him as prey?
Boom!
Long Haotian punched out, his qi and blood surging.
Everyone seemed to hear a dragon's roar. A colossal dragon phantom, coiling around Long Haotian's fist light, shattered the void, and blasted toward Jun Xiaoyao.
That kind of powerful fluctuation was like a true dragon coming into being, fighting in the sky!
This was another great divine ability of Zulong, as famous as the Severing Dragon Hand, called Dragon Fist.
"As expected of the Dragon Son of Zulong, his strength is astonishing!"
The moment Long Haotian made his move, many of the younger generation were stunned.
Although they couldn't stand Long Haotian's arrogance, his strength was indeed speechless.
Seeing the situation, the corners of Jun Xiaoyao's lips curled into a cold smile.
He reached his hand out, forming hand seals. Golden divine power surged.
Behind him, there seemed to be an indomitable and majestic figure appearing.
"That is …"
Many guests' pupils constricted in unison when they saw the situation. That kind of vast power made their hair stand on end and their hair stand on end!