A Proud Man Called Himself A Medicinal God!

Chapter 56: Tooth for Tooth

The speed at which the two men on the arena punched was dazzling, as if they were fighting with countless fists.

Song Nanming was the first to attack, but now he was slowly retreating with a solemn look on his face. His fists were also numb and painful. He could feel the strong true energy when Shen Xiang fought back, which was far beyond his own. He thought that he could quickly defeat Shen Xiang by using this "Dragon Gang Fist", so he was desperate and expended a lot of true energy to punch madly, but now he was easily blocked by Shen Xiang.

"This is not how you use the lost ancient martial arts. You are simply insulting Longwu." Shen Xiang suddenly sneered. He suddenly retracted his fist and stepped back several steps. Suddenly, bursts of golden aura emerged from his body.

Golden energy suddenly flowed in the meridians on his fists and in his eyes, just like when Song Nanming used Dragon Warrior just now, but even more powerful than Song Nanming\'s.

Shen Xiang\'s eyes were glowing with golden light, and his hands were as if cast in gold, vaguely transforming into vigorous and powerful eagle claws. Golden scales appeared on his face, and he was filled with a murderous aura that was shocking to the heart.

This "Dragon Martial Arts" is suitable for the use of gold-attributed true qi, and Shen Xiang\'s gold-attributed true qi corresponds to the White Tiger. His White Tiger true qi carries murderous intent, and at this time he displays it through the Dragon Martial Arts. Not only is there a compelling murderous aura in his aura, but there is also a domineering aura that looks down on the world, as if he is the only one who is supreme.

The emperor on the tower in the distance suddenly stood up from his seat, opened his eyes wide, looked at Shen Xiang in astonishment, and murmured: "Impossible, impossible, only we know how to use Dragon Warrior, how did he learn it?"

The emperor\'s face suddenly showed murderous intent: "Nanwu Kingdom must not allow others to master Longwu. We are the sons of the true dragon."

Shen Xiang had not expected that this Dragon Martial Art was so mysterious. He had just memorized the way the true Qi in Song Nanming\'s body circulated. Although it was a bit complicated, his powerful spiritual sense allowed him to imprint it deeply in his mind. Now, when he used it, he could actually burst out with such astonishing power.

"You...you...how is it possible? Where did you learn it from? Only those of us who have inherited the dragon blood can learn it. An ordinary person like you..."

Before he could finish his words, Shen Xiang stomped hard. With a loud bang, the fighting arena made of thick wood was instantly shattered and collapsed. Dust and smoke rose up, shocking everyone\'s heart.

This terrifying power made everyone secretly afraid. Those who were close to the arena could not help but slowly step back, fearing that they would be affected.

"Although it consumes true energy, it is very powerful. It is worthy of being an ancient martial art that has been lost!" Shen Xiang was amazed in his heart. He did not expect to have such a gain today and learn such a powerful martial art.

Song Nanming was stunned by this, feeling both envy and hatred. He knew that Shen Xiang could bring out the power of Dragon Warrior and let him experience such terrifying strength, but he could not reach Shen Xiang\'s level.

"Shen Xiang, don\'t blame me, blame yourself for being too aggressive." Song Nanming\'s eyes suddenly flashed with a ferocious and sinister light, and he waved his hand violently, and a dozen tiny steel needles pierced through the thick smoke and dust and shot towards Shen Xiang.

Although the place was filled with smoke and dust, Shen Xiang\'s spiritual sense was so powerful that all the movements around him were under his control. Even a tiny steel needle flying towards him could be sensed by him.

When the steel needles flew over, Shen Xiang shouted in a muffled voice, and saw a scorching wall of fire appear in front of him. This was the true Qi fire for alchemy, which could fuse some medicinal materials that were more heat-resistant than iron, not to mention those small steel needles.

The steel needle pierced into the fire wall and melted instantly. The fire wall disappeared, the smoke and dust dispersed, and Shen Xiang was seen flying towards Song Nanming, his fists emitting the powerful dragon energy.

"Dragon Gang Fist!" Shen Xiang shouted coldly, and his fists danced wildly, smashing over like thousands of golden meteors.

Song Nanming was still immersed in the astonishment that Shen Xiang was able to dodge the steel needle, when he was enveloped by the torrential rain of Dragon Gang Fists. In just a few short moments, his entire body was attacked by hundreds of heavy punches. The sonic booms were like thunderbolts, exploding like firecrackers.

Song Nanming\'s flesh and blood body suffered such a fierce attack that all the bones and meridians in his body burst and broke, and everything on his body was squeezed together, falling to the ground like a meat pie, but he did not die. As long as he didn\'t die, it would not be considered a violation.

But Song Nanming is now living a life worse than death! How can he still look like a human being? He looks like a piece of rotten meat!

Some people in the square had already vomited, and some were shouting in fear. The prince who had been so handsome and arrogant just now was no longer like a human being!

"You asked for this!" Shen Xiang originally just wanted to teach him a lesson and knock him off the stage, but Song Nanming had just used those vicious steel needles to attack him, which made him instantly furious and he used 80% of his strength.

"Nanming!" A loud roar came from afar, making the ears of the people in the square ring. A middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe and with an angry face fell from the sky and landed next to Song Nanming, whose life or death was unknown.

This is the emperor of Nanwu Kingdom, Song Wu!

No one in the square dared to breathe. Shen Xiang had crippled the emperor\'s son, and the emperor was quite powerful. A major war might break out.

"Send the prince back to the palace!" Song Wu said to the two people behind him. They were all masters of the palace. When Song Wu came over, they followed him. They were all very powerful.

Song Wu was worthy of being an emperor. He could remain calm in the face of such things. The anger on his face soon disappeared, replaced by a deep and majestic expression.

Shen Xiang did not violate any rules. As Song Nanming\'s father, Song Wu also knew the little tricks Song Nanming used in the competition. He thought that Shen Xiang must have discovered it, which annoyed Shen Xiang. In order to prevent others from discovering the prince\'s little tricks, he had Song Nanming sent back to the palace instead of sending him to the Yao family first.

As an emperor, face is more important than anything else. If people knew that the prince used such vicious tricks, then his reign as emperor would be over. If the Yao family found out, they would definitely use this to blackmail him into doing something he didn\'t want to do.

Shen Xiang quickly saw through this reason. He smiled and said, "As expected of a king, you were wise not to keep him in the Yao Family. It won\'t be long before you realize that there are other benefits to doing so."

Song Wu snorted coldly: "It is common to get injured in a martial arts competition, but you were too cruel. I hope the prince is not seriously injured, otherwise..."

After saying that, Song Wu walked away. Everyone was relieved that the emperor did not pursue Shen Xiang, and at the same time they admired Song Wu\'s broad mind.

(My new work-

1.I am only mortal but why do you all all treat ma as a immortal!

2.A proud man called himself a medicinal God!

3.Problems start after graduation but I receive system!

Please read few ch after make decision.)