Within the hundred-meter radius, besides the two of them, there were hordes of orc soldiers. Yet, as Luo Yinglong circled back and forth atop his flying sword, these orc soldiers were all shredded into mincemeat by the azure light. By the time Luo Yinglong leaped off the sword, only he and Zheng Zha remained on that stretch of ground.

"It's quiet now. Come on, let's have a proper fight. Last time, fighting your clone, I barely managed to snatch a few Caucasian lives back because you had too many people backing you up, and it left a bad taste in my mouth. Now, with no one else to disturb us, I absolutely must see if the power you unlock from the Gene Lock can truly stand against my cultivation strength!" Luo Yinglong shouted loudly the moment he landed.

Zheng Zha tossed aside the severed arm in his hand. Though he had entered a state of berserk frenzy, he did not recklessly rush at Luo Yinglong.

Instead, he stood straight, reached for his ribs, and with a sharp crack, forcibly snapped a dislocated rib back into place.

Luo Yinglong curled his lip and scoffed, "Look at you, an absolute mess. Didn't you know to buy some high-grade protective talismans? You're a powerhouse who's unlocked the fourth stage of the Gene Lock, yet you go into battle without any preparation? While you are indeed powerful, the 'Main God' system has endless skills, and many self-created skills possess even greater might. Some focus purely on offensive power; if you were hit by one of those sneak attacks, even I might end up with no opening for my spirit essence, hahaha." Zheng Zha didn't reply; he simply set his bones right, then let out a roar towards the sky and charged furiously toward Luo Yinglong. But Luo Yinglong paid him no mind, maintaining that look of careless indifference. He just watched Zheng Zha and said, "Slow down, slow down. Let's talk about the gear I'm wearing first. These items were forged using my cultivation skills. Aside from the materials, which were some heavenly treasures exchanged from the 'Main God' space, the 'Main God' space had nothing to do with the rest. Using this equipment is also part of my cultivation ability, as are my skills. These too are—" While Luo Yinglong was speaking, Zheng Zha had already covered the distance in two swift steps. The pace of his movement was extraordinarily fast. Luo Yinglong had only uttered a couple of sentences before Zheng Zha's claw shot out toward his face. Inner force and crimson flames mingled and surged around the claw, culminating in a sudden, explosive burst of heat. A tremendously fierce flame erupted from the claw, but before the flame could even approach Luo Yinglong, a layer of golden light spread out from his body, forcefully blocking the flame outside.

"This is all cultivation!" Luo Yinglong roared, planting his feet in a firm horse stance, and pressed one palm toward Zheng Zha's abdomen. This palm strike appeared unhurried, yet an Eight Trigrams 'Zhen' Seal spun above his hand.

"Zhen!" Zheng Zha thrust his claw forward, while his other hand intercepted the incoming palm strike from Luo Yinglong. However, the moment his palm touched Luo Yinglong's, his body felt as if struck by violent electric current; the hand immediately trembled and went limp, and then the 'Zhen' seal struck directly on his chest.

"Borrowing Heaven and Earth’s Strength! Thunderous Shock!" Luo Yinglong withdrew his palm, but what was bizarre was that a mark glowing with golden light remained on Zheng Zha's chest. Simultaneously, Luo Yinglong let out a loud cry, and centered on this mark, electric currents shot wildly. The clothing around the mark on Zheng Zha instantly burned to ash, and the current blasted him over ten meters away, leaving him sprawled on the ground, still trembling uncontrollably.

"Be careful, anyone who falls off the platform loses. Do you know why I raised this platform? Because swarms of arrows, even when outnumbered, are something I cannot withstand. Especially those skills where archers fire two arrows simultaneously—if I took more than ten hits at once, my defensive magic tools wouldn't even have time to channel True Essence, they'd just shatter into dust. Heh, it's quite frustrating. I wonder how strong one must be to not fear an advantage in numbers."

Luo Yinglong shrugged and sauntered toward Zheng Zha.

Zheng Zha remained prone for a while before getting up. Apart from some blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, he appeared completely unharmed, seemingly fine. But Luo Yinglong knew that that single strike from the Zhen Yu Jue could have electrocuted an ordinary elephant to death. The fact that Zheng Zha could still stand suggested it was due to his abilities from the fourth stage of the Gene Lock—that subtle control power must have allowed him to contain or neutralize the current with his inner force or other energies.

(Unleash 'Destruction' completely, concentrate it on a single point for attack—victory or defeat in an instant!) Zheng Zha stood silently, his eyes still fiery red, the bloodthirsty glint showing no sign of weakening. On the contrary, fueled by the blood flowing from his lip, the intensity grew fiercer. As Luo Yinglong approached him again, the inner force and the Vampire energy inside him began to surge madly.

Luo Yinglong sensed the danger and halted his steps. "Do you have any other self-created or exchanged skills? Although unlocking the micro-control of the fourth stage of the Gene Lock will significantly enhance these skills, ordinary skills hardly stand a chance against my protective layer—" Before he could finish speaking, Zheng Zha let out another roar toward the sky. His demonic wings on his back abruptly stretched out long, and then his entire form vanished from Luo Yinglong's sight.

"What is this?" "Thwack!" Luo Yinglong felt a sudden sharp pain to his face and was blasted over ten meters away. Before he could figure out why his golden light defense layer had failed, Zheng Zha slammed a knee down onto his throat. The golden light defense layer was compressed to its absolute limit, almost pressed against his throat skin, illustrating the immense power of that knee strike.

("Destruction" state fully activated: third pair, seventh pair. Gene pairs ten through fully improved. Inner force siphoned from the ring to repair the body, Vampire energy drawn in to sustain the "Destruction" state. Body's maximum endurance time after gene improvement: twenty-seven seconds!) "Aargh!" Zheng Zha roared with frenzied cries. Without waiting for any reaction from Luo Yinglong, he retracted his knee and began pounding wildly at Luo Yinglong's face with punch after punch. The speed of these punches broke the sound barrier, and each one generated a noticeable sonic boom.

The sheer force compressed the surrounding air until it violently exploded outward, sending ripples visible to the naked eye rushing in all directions. Zheng Zha's clothing was the first casualty, but after throwing perhaps twenty or thirty punches, all the garments covering his body had been reduced to shredded strips.

This colossal power, which could once shatter the jaw of a massive dragon, was now assaulting Luo Yinglong. Despite the golden light defense, under such immense speed and force, the golden light was slowly being overwhelmed, thinly spread across the rest of Luo Yinglong's body, leaving insufficient energy to return and shield vital points. After perhaps several dozen blows, a sharp crack echoed.

Zheng Zha landed a brutal punch square on Luo Yinglong's face. The immense power then penetrated the rock beneath their feet. At this distance, the ground was raised more than ten meters above the surroundings, and under this massive impact, the entire hundred-square-meter patch of ground visibly fractured and fissured. Zheng Zha paid it no mind, relentlessly hammering his fists into Luo Yinglong's face as the cracks widened. "Li!" "Borrowing Heaven and Earth’s Strength! Spiral Separation!" Amidst this furious barrage and terrifying physical assault, Luo Yinglong could still manage to speak, though his voice sounded somewhat muffled. As soon as the sound was uttered, Zheng Zha felt every punch he landed connect as if hitting cotton—purely ineffective. Moreover, a spiraling force deflected his fists off course.

However, Zheng Zha was currently operating in the fourth stage of the Gene Lock, and a realm of such subtle control was not so easily countered! Zheng Zha stopped punching one by one; instead, his hands began to rotate in the direction opposite to the flow of the spiral energy. The speed of his hands during the 'Destruction' state was astonishingly fast. With just this rotation, he managed to slowly thread through the spiraling energy. Then, with a powerful shake of both hands, the two streams of spiral energy clashed and intertwined, violently blasting toward Luo Yinglong's chest before piercing down into the ground beneath them. With a mighty boom, the rock platform, standing over ten meters high, finally succumbed to the force and collapsed downward from the fissures. "Gen!" "Borrowing Heaven and Earth’s Strength! Thousand-Jin Steadiness!" After using Luo Yinglong's own technique to shatter the entire hundred-square-meter platform, Zheng Zha, still on top of Luo Yinglong, landed several more heavy blows. Each punch struck with crushing force, but before he could deliver two more, Luo Yinglong spat out a great mouthful of blood with a wah, once again chanting his incantation. As the sound arose, Luo Yinglong plummeted toward the ground even faster than Zheng Zha, instantly vanishing amidst the falling debris and broken stone. When that hundred-square-meter mass of rock completely exploded into fragments, not only the orcs of the Mordor army but also the human soldiers of the Gangze Army stared in stunned silence. The battle between the two could still be seen from the high-level streets of Gangze City, and the destructive power displayed was too immense; observers felt as though they were watching a legendary clash between gods and giants from ancient wars. Zheng Zha roared again, spreading his arms and pushing outward violently. A large mass of rock was flung away from him, and then he focused his gaze on Luo Yinglong, who was standing more than ten meters away, wiping his mouth in stages.

"The fourth stage is indeed powerful. That must be one of your self-created skills. It’s potent too. Combined with your micro-control ability, it truly rivals my current combat strength," Luo Yinglong’s expression suddenly contorted ferociously. He roared, "Then you are worthy enough to receive this move! This technique was originally prepared for that pervert Zhao's extreme speed—The Demon Subduing Array!" "The Doushuai Eight Trigram Furnace!" He leaped toward...