Chapter 703

"Xu Jingming, your thunder cannot harm me at all!"

Feng Kuan's arrogant voice rang out as the blood armor on his body blocked every incoming bolt of heavenly lightning and thunder.

Yet before he could savor his triumph, he noticed fine cracks beginning to appear on the surface of his blood armor.

These cracks kept expanding, as if they would shatter completely at any moment!

"How is this possible?"

Feng Kuan's pupils shrank, his shock so intense it sharpened his voice, "This is an SSS-rank defensive technique—how could it fail to last even three or four seconds?"

"Nothing is impossible. Unleash my domain!"

Hum—

With a soft hum, the Thunder Domain suddenly expanded, causing the power of Xu Jingming's SS-rank Great Heavenly Thunder to surge dramatically higher!

"Holy shit? That thunder is terrifying!"

"It's Coach Xu acting—his opponent is… Director Feng?!"

"Whoa, how did Director Feng end up like that?"

"......"

The elite training camp students, sensing the commotion, left the martial arts academy building and arrived at the scene.

Soon after, including Xia Lan, all present students witnessed a scene they would never forget.

Beneath the dark clouds, a golden thunder dragon suddenly coalesced.

Lightning flickered along its body; its enormous eyes, larger than lanterns, seemed to hold boundless majesty.

Splash—

Brilliant thunderlight rained down, as if draping everything nearby in a golden gauze.

With the phantom silhouette of the Thunder God above him and the thunder dragon coalescing, Xu Jingming fixed his bloodthirsty dragon eyes on Feng Kuan.

A fierce grin spread across his resolute face as he pointed his right hand outward:

"Die! Thunder Dragon Technique!"

Roar—

A deafening dragon roar erupted, its terrifying sound forming visible shockwaves that made several sixth-rank adepts clutch their ears in pain.

The next instant,

The massive thunder dragon plunged from the churning clouds, striking straight at Feng Kuan!

"No! You can't possibly be this strong!"

Having endured a barrage of thunder, Feng Kuan was nearly insane.

His blood armor had already been destroyed, yet he still forced his blood qi into forming a thick blood qi shield.

BOOM!!

The thunder dragon slammed into it—the thick blood qi shield shattered like paper.

"No!!"

The scream cut off abruptly.

The thunder dragon swallowed him whole, then the cascading lightning struck the ground, causing the entire earth to tremble.

Crackling—

Thunder devoured a thousand-meter radius around, turning the area into an ocean of lightning.

Boom—boom—boom—

Several nearby villas collapsed rapidly; fortunately, the adepts inside had already evacuated, or they would have been caught in the disaster.

The thunder raged for over ten seconds before slowly fading.

What remained before the crowd was a crater one hundred meters in diameter!

At the crater's center lay only a charred corpse.

Only the tattered remnants of his clothing allowed anyone to barely identify him as Deputy Director Feng Kuan.

"Director Feng was killed by Xu Jingming?!"

The surrounding adepts stared wide-eyed, stunned by the scene.

He was a mid-rank eighth-stage Grand Master!

He'd been slain by Xu Jingming, a low-rank seventh-stage cultivator—who could believe it?

"This..."

Xia Lan swallowed hard, her beautiful sapphire eyes filled with bewilderment.

Half an hour ago, when Xu Jingming first returned, she'd noticed he'd grown stronger.

But now she realized—it wasn't just "stronger."

He'd leapt an entire major rank!

'Ding~, slain one eighth-stage low-rank Divine Blood Envoy. Energy points +30, 00.'

The familiar system prompt echoed in his mind.

Only then did Xu Jingming confirm Feng Kuan was truly dead and exited Thunderstorm Mode.

He walked to the corpse and collected Feng Kuan's space ring.

Feng Kuan was dead; there was no way to extract more information about the Sect of Destiny.

But perhaps the space ring held some clues.

"How are you? Are you alright?"

At that moment, space beside him rippled, and Ling Shuang's slender figure teleported into view.

Her lovely face, marked by a tear-shaped mole, was filled with concern.

Even though she knew Xu Jingming would be fine, she couldn't help worrying.

"I'm fine, just a bit drained," Xu Jingming shook his head.

Since reaching seventh stage, his energy endurance had improved significantly.

But with the cooldown reduction on the SSS-rank technique 'Thunder God Descends,'

it was like having infinite firepower—he unleashed technique after technique, and even vast reserves of energy weren't enough.

Due to time constraints, since his breakthrough to seventh stage, the stored energy in the Extreme Radiance Thunder Ring had never been replenished.

As a result, what once could refill the Great Heavenly Thunder five times now could only refill it once.

In those few dozen seconds of battle, he'd nearly exhausted all his energy—including the stored energy in the Extreme Radiance Thunder Ring.

Of course, without this, he couldn't have slain Feng Kuan so easily.

"Coach Xu, are you alright?"

At that moment, Director Liu Shan also snapped out of his shock after witnessing Xu Jingming kill Feng Kuan and approached.

Compared to his former arrogance, his expression now carried a level of respect he'd never shown even to Ling Shuang.

Partly because Feng Kuan's betrayal unsettled him.

And partly because Xu Jingming's display was simply too monstrous.

"Thank you for your concern, Director. I'm fine," Xu Jingming shook his head.

"Good."

Liu Shan exhaled in relief, "I never imagined Feng Kuan was from the Sect of Destiny.

Thank heaven you're so powerful—if not, Great Xia would've lost a supreme

He paused, then turned to Ling Shuang and said hesitantly:

"Director Ling, it seems you knew something beforehand—could you tell me the full situation?"

At this point, even a fool could see that Ling Shuang's severe injury was a false report—there must be hidden circumstances behind it.

"There are too many people here. Let's go to the martial arts academy building," Ling Shuang said thoughtfully.

"Alright," Liu Shan nodded.

Ling Shuang's spatial power spread out, and the three of them—including Xu Jingming—vanished instantly from their spot.

"I never expected, Coach Xu, that you've already become this strong!"

"An eighth-rank mid-level Grand Master's combat power—terrifying!"

"Among the four SS-rank awakened talents on our Blue Planet, isn't Lei Di the strongest?"

"......"

After Xu Jingming and the others left, the remaining awakened talents whispered among themselves and began to depart.

It was foreseeable that the battle just now would become their topic of conversation for a long time to come.

"Xu Jingming actually killed an eighth-rank mid-level Grand Master?"

On the face of Tian Yao in the crowd, shock was plain to see.

Back in the Wild Zone, she had thought Xu Jingming had used some hidden trump card to kill Archbishop Paul in red.

But now it was clear—that was purely Xu Jingming's own strength!

"This talent is terrifyingly monstrous! I must report this immediately."

Ling Shuang was in perfect condition, and Tian Yao lacked any ability like Feng Kuan's to force a one-on-one duel.

She naturally dared not attack Xu Jingming again, only swayed her waist and quickly left.