Supreme Dragon System

Little Purple and Thunder Leopard stood on both sides of Zhan Tianming while the remaining Wild Beasts and Vicious Beasts surrounded the area.    

All eyes fell on the middle-aged man.    

Revealing a gloomy and cold expression, the middle-aged man emitted a dense aura. His triangular eyes, like those of a Demonic Beast, gave off a domineering feeling, especially paired with his thick eyebrows and protruding cheekbones,    

Following him from behind were the dozen or so disciples of the Seven Peaks Sect.    

Zhan Tianming stared straight at the middle-aged man.    

"Analyze."    

In an instant, the information panel for the middle-aged man appeared.    

"One-star Martial Spirit?"    

Zhan Tianming knitted his brows slightly.    

The strength of Martial Spirit was far greater than that of a Martial Expert.    

According to Zhan Tianming's current understanding of the different realms, he certainly had a rough idea of the general situation.    

Martial Disciples focuses on establishing one's foundation for the rest of their cultivation path.    

At this stage, one would mainly rely on brute force.    

Martial Practitioners, on the other hand, can begin utilizing their Genuine Qi at the most basic level such as reinforcing their physical techniques, allowing them to display even greater power.    

Martial Experts are able to release their Genuine Qi as ranged attacks.    

Only by breaking through to the realm of the Martial Spirit will one be able to condense their Genuine Qi into armor and other artifacts, increasing their fighting power by several folds.    

A single One-star Martial Spirit would be more than capable of killing ten other Nine-star Martial Experts in the span of a few breaths.    

This was the main difference separating them from that of the lower realms.    

On the contrary, Zhan Tianming was but a mere Five-star Martial Practitioner. If it wasn't for the fact he possessed the Supreme Dragon God System, he would only have the strength similar to most ordinary martial cultivators.    

At this moment, killing a Five-star Martial Expert with his current strength would already be a great accomplishment.    

Facing a One-star Martial Spirit and emerging victorious would require some sort of miracle.    

A single mess-up would result in his death.    

Thus...    

He had to be extremely careful!    

Opposite him, the middle-aged man stared at Zhan Tianming with a serious expression.    

The reason is that he could immediately tell that the Thunder Leopard next to Zhan Tianming was a Grade-two Demonic Beast. Since it prevails over other Grade-two Demonic Beast in terms of speed, it would be extremely troublesome to deal with. Even if he wanted to kill it, it would definitely not be an easy task.    

For this kind of Demonic Beast to actually be listening to the commands of a sixteen of seventeen-year-old youth, one could not help but feel shocked.    

"Wait a minute..."    

At that moment, the middle-aged man had a sudden thought.    

"Could that kid be the one responsible for Kaiqian's death?"    

The middle-aged man then thought back to what Tang Erpao had told him earlier, "The one responsible for Zhang Kaiqian's was a Beast Master capable of taming Demonic Beasts. In addition, he's quite young, no more than eighteen years old.    

Doesn't this young man standing before him also have the same ability to control beasts?    

Kacha, kacha…    

The middle-aged man clenched his fist as killing intent surged in his eyes.    

"Humph!"    

"Brat, were you the one responsible for killing my nephew, Zhang Kaiqian?"    

The deep voice, mixed with thick Genuine Qi, rumbled out.    

Whoosh!    

The Genuine Qi bursting forth felt just like a gust of wind scraping across Zhan Tianming's face.    

Such domineering aura!    

Unfortunately for him, Zhan Tianming, possessing the Five Points of Deterrence, was not the slightest bit affected by the middle-aged man's attempt at intimidating him. On the other hand, the surrounding Wild Beasts and Vicious Beasts revealed looks of cowardice as they crawled on the ground, whimpering.    

Zhan Tianming glared at the middle-aged man.    

"Humph!"    

"If you want to go to hell to meet your nephew, then I'll be more than willing to help you."    

Zhan Tianming was not afraid of the middle-aged man's power at all.    

His furious gaze struck with the other party's gaze like two bolts of lightning.    

So what if he was a One-star Martial Spirit?    

If I can't kill you, I won't be able to live up to my name as Zhan Tianming.    

Flurrying flames raged within Zhan Tianming's eyes as he suddenly had the urge to rush up and crush the middle-aged man.    

However, he kept himself under control to prevent his mind from getting clouded by anger.    

After all, his oppenent was a genuine Martial Spirit.    

The more powerful the enemy, the calmer one must stay.    

This was the path towards victory of a PK'er.    

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man standing opposite him surged with rage upon hearing Zhan Tianming's reply.    

Gritting his teeth, the middle-aged man scolded, "Brat, you certainly have guts."    

"However…"    

"It's useless if you don't have the strength to back it up."    

"Within my presence, you don't have what it takes to resist. However, you can rest assured, for I will not give you an instant death. Instead, I will crush all of your limbs and make you kneel in front of my nephew's grave before creating a hole in your body, letting you suffer a slow, painful death.    

"Humph! Your blood will act as a sacrifice for my nephew."    

The middle-aged man disdained him beneath contempt.    

He had long seen through Zhan Tianming's cultivation level.    

Five-star Martial Practitioner.    

He was far too weak, so much so that he wouldn't even be able to withstand a single blow.    

Even if he truly had some sort of tricks up his sleeves, it wouldn't be of much help to him in the face of a Martial Spirit.    

It would only be a matter of time before he meets his end.    

The middle-aged man didn't even take the Grade-two Demonic Beast, the Thunder Leopard, standing next to Zhan Tianming very seriously. In fact, he didn't even bother making any preparations beforehand.    

Staring at the middle-aged man, Zhan Tianming coudl feel the strong aura emitting from his body.    

"Bajie, go back to the War Pet Space for now. When the time comes, we'll launch a suprise attack and kill tht bastard," Zhan Tianming transmitted.    

"Understood." Little Purple nodded and immediately went back into the War Pet space.    

Zhan Tianming then gave the Thunder Leopard an order.    

As soon as the battle begins, he ordered the Thunder Leopard to get rid of the small fries behind the middle-aged man as quick as possible before coming over to help him.    

Having made all preparations, Zhan Tianming's fighting intent surged even more.    

The reason was that...    

The body of the middle-aged man before him began glowing in a tint of red.    

A red-named monster!    

In the gaming world, the color, red, often represented elite monsters.    

Furthermore, those types of monsters would actively attack any players close by.    

Although the experience points gained and the equipment dropped by such monsters weren't as good as that of a Boss, it was definitely much higher than that of an ordinary monster.    

As a professional player, how could one not fight against such elite monsters after seeing it?    

Even if the heavens would forgive him, he would never forgive himself.    

Zhan Tianming's killing intent soared greatly into the sky.    

"Humph! A red-named monster?"    

"I will kill you today. Let's see whether or not you'll still act so arrogantly."    

The two of them were now in a standoff.    

At this moment.    

The aura of the middle-aged man suddenly disminished as he turned around and looked at a particular young man behind.    

"Lu Yue, I'll leave this brat to you. Cripple all four of his limbs."    

Hearing this, a youth, seemingly in his twenties, stepped forth with his dignified appearance and cupped his fists as he bowed towards the middle-aged man.    

"Don't worry, Deacon Zhang. I won't let you down."    

With a light smile, the young man called Lu Yue stared at Zhan Tianming and the Thunder Leopard beside him. His smile turned into that of utter disdain as he uttered, "Brat, since you dared to kill Elder Zhang's grandson, you will definitely not live to see another day."    

"Don't worry, I will allow you to let out a blood-curdling scream."