I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

The two sides are competing in their mastery of lightning techniques, but it is not entirely fair, because they cannot be separated from their realm of cultivation as a foundation.

The Lightning God Child is not human, and can bear the power of heaven and earth without cultivating the power of the Four Symbols.

From any perspective, victory is assured.

Otherwise, the Lightning God Child wouldn't have made such a disadvantageous bet.

Unexpectedly, he was at a disadvantage in the first round of confrontation.

Now Shen Ming is showing an even more aggressive attitude, as if he were the divine son of the upper realm.

The Lightning God Child was more than happy to have this, as the defending side always had the advantage, regardless of the circumstances.

"Go ahead and attack, you mortal!"

The Lightning God Child shouted, referring to Shen Ming as a mortal, which was a way that members of the Divine Court used to address him to outsiders.

Shen Ming pushed the Thunder Immortal Heart to its limit, something he had never done before.

The Thunder Emperor Immortal Scripture he obtained was called the "Divine Thunder Transformation Heaven Scripture," which had three forms.

Transform the heavens, transform calamities, transform freedom.

Shen Ming incorporated it into his swordsmanship, especially when wielding the Heavenly Tribulation Sword, where its power was boundless.

The current competition uses lightning magic, so swords aren't necessary.

As the immortal scripture circulated, countless bolts of lightning around him transformed into thousands of streams of light that continuously gathered in his palm.

The Lightning God Child narrowed his eyes, his expression gradually softening.

“This is similar in power to the spear you just threw. You used up all your strength in the first round, so everything else is in vain!” he said smugly.

He held back in the first round, while Shen Ming went all out, so even though he suffered a slight loss, the advantage was still in his hands.

He was born for lightning, possessing an innate and astonishing sensitivity to thunder; what he said was indeed true.

Shen Ming used the third technique, "Transformation into Freedom," to control the thunder.

Even a punch wouldn't be much more powerful than a spear.

"Ah."

Shen Ming remained noncommittal, clenching his right fist. At the moment his five fingers bent, lightning once again broke the norm, exploding geometrically.

"Nine Layers of Thunder Knife?!"

Feng Chen immediately realized that this was a secret technique from an immortal scripture he had obtained.

The nine pages of the Thunder Emperor's secret technique are interconnected; the more pages collected, the stronger the power.

Feng Chen was surprised that he had given it to Shen Ming just last night, and that he had already done this much today.

You should know that he hadn't even had a chance to read Shen Ming's Divine Thunder Transformation Scripture yet.

"First level, second level... fifth level, sixth level!"

Feng Chen counted the changes in the number of layers, speechless with astonishment.

The power of the Nine-Layer Thunder Blade increases exponentially with each layer, making it even more difficult to cultivate.

"Could it be that my junior brother is really the reincarnation of our master?!" Feng Chen thought of the phantom he had just seen, and his heart burned with excitement.

Actually, he was overthinking it. Shen Ming was just looking at the Nine-fold Thunder Blade last night when he had nothing else to do.

With the Thunder Immortal Heart, the Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo, and the Divine Thunder Transformation Heaven Scripture, mastering the Ninefold Thunder Blade is effortless.

"Ninefold!"

At this moment, Shen Ming's palm shone with boundless light, as if he were holding a star.

When he reached the ninth level, the Lightning God Child frowned.

“You’re a Saint Realm human, the power of the Four Symbols can’t possibly withstand such lightning magic. You’re cheating!” he said.

As far as thunder magic is concerned, this is beyond the limits of the Saint Realm, and he doesn't think Shen Mingzhen can do it.

"The power of the Four Symbols? Have you seen the Dao patterns of the Four Symbols appear?" Shen Ming held up a bolt of lightning as bright as the sun in one hand, his face still calm and composed.

It doesn't meet the limits of the power of the Four Symbols? He hasn't even cultivated the power of the Four Symbols.

The Lightning God Child pursed his lips, as if it were indeed true.

Without the power of the Four Symbols, a human has managed to develop the art of thunder to this extent.

“You’ll be exposed as soon as you make a move, revealing your true abilities,” said the Lightning God Child.

In a contest of magic and power, only the most primitive methods can be used.

He didn't believe Shen Ming could achieve this level of skill; he must have relied on some kind of secret technique.

Although you can't see it now, you can't hide it once you start.

After all, you can't just throw a basic punch at someone with such powerful lightning magic.

"Ancient King Fist!"

As it turned out, the Lightning God Child was right.

Shen Ming clenched his five fingers, compressing the thousands of thunderbolts into a fist, and an unparalleled sense of oppression suddenly erupted.

He took a sudden step, the void beneath his feet shattered like a mirror, his figure transformed into a dazzling bolt of lightning, his fist striking out like a meteor falling to the ground, carrying an earth-shattering momentum.

The moment the punch landed, the heavens and earth fell silent, as if even time itself stood still.

As the fist passed, it tore open a huge abyss rift in the void, with lightning surging within, like a heavenly path connecting an endless thunder domain.

The violent power transformed into a thunderous tsunami, sweeping wildly in all directions, destroying everything in its path and leaving the world desolate.

"Um?!"

The Lightning God still couldn't see through it. This human had achieved extreme control and explosive power in a way that defied common sense.

"Even if he could withstand such lightning magic, how could he do it with such an ordinary punch?!"

Without hesitation, the Lightning God Child unleashed a torrent of lightning, managing to conjure a lightning shield in an attempt to block this earth-shattering attack.

However, when the fist struck the lightning shield, it produced a deafening roar like a heavenly drum exploding, and the lightning shield shattered instantly, failing to provide even a moment's resistance.

With a deafening roar, the body of the Thunder God was blasted away, falling into the distance like a meteorite.

Wherever he passed, the void cracked open, and the aftershocks of thunder transformed into storms, turning the world within hundreds of feet into chaos.

The Thunder Emperor's appearance vanished completely, and he reverted to a humanoid being formed from plasma.

The plasma on his chest rose and fell erratically, and his lightning-powered body showed signs of collapse.

“This is like being brought back to square one,” Feng Chen said.

Enraged, the Lightning God coughed up a dazzling bolt of lightning. What did he mean by "reverting to his original form"?!

He's not some kind of demon!

His eyes were fixed on Shen Ming, filled with disbelief.

"What race are you? A god or a powerful race with lightning attributes?! You disguised yourself as a human to make me careless, how despicable!" the Lightning God Child roared.

Shen Ming stood still, retracting his fist. The lightning around him slowly dissipated, and his figure was like an immortal thunder emperor, majestic and awe-inspiring.

"Is it important?"

He is of course human, but there is no need to prove it.

The competition of lightning magic is not restricted by race, as long as it is based on lightning magic.

The Ancient King Fist can mobilize one's current full strength to deliver a single punch.

"This kind of boxing technique was actually taught to me by an ancient ape. Indeed, the greatest truths are the simplest."

Shen Ming sighed repeatedly, noting that the Ancient King Fist was simple and unadorned, yet it had come in handy time and again.

The Thunder God Child's entire body was tense, and even the plasma stopped flowing.

Yes, it's all about the power of thunder; nothing else matters.

Based on that punch just now, he won't be able to withstand it whether he's attacking or defending in the third round.

Only then did he seriously consider the stakes between the two sides.

If a being of lightning ceases to use lightning magic, then he will truly perish instantly.

However, for some reason, the deck was already full of people.

As the divine son of the Thunder Department of the Divine Court, he had no way out!