Facing Zhang Fan, who rushed straight at him, the Blood Demon Flood Dragon didn't hesitate. It swiftly swung its massive tail, lashing out fiercely at Zhang Fan.
As the tail whipped through the air, a fierce gale erupted above the dense forest. The giant ancient trees below swayed violently, and even Lin Haotian and the others several kilometers away felt the immense power.
"So strong!" Aiyebelara's eyes were filled with awe. The Blood Demon Flood Dragon's might far surpassed her expectations. It was likely that even their current Blood Clan patriarch would not be a match for it.
Lin Haotian also stared intently at the man and beast in the distance. He was naturally skilled in physical combat, and both combatants in the distance far surpassed him in body refinement. He naturally hoped to glean some combat techniques from their fight.
"Open!" Facing the Blood Demon Flood Dragon's tail sweep, Zhang Fan didn't dodge. He unleashed the full might of his physical strength, forming his fingers into a fist and striking directly at the beast.
When the two collided, a dull thud echoed. Both figures were involuntarily forced backward.
"Such power. It actually made me feel pain." The Blood Demon Flood Dragon grinned, its enormous flood dragon face looking rather unsightly.
Clearly, Zhang Fan's full-powered punch was merely a tickle to the Blood Demon Flood Dragon.
Seeing that his punch, executed with his full physical strength, had not harmed the Blood Demon Flood Dragon at all, Zhang Fan couldn't help but lament its formidable defense.
One must know that once the Myriad Domain God Body achieved minor completion, one could tear apart cultivators of the Core Condensation realm with bare hands. Although it was still one step away from minor completion, its power was sufficient to make cultivators of the Core Condensation realm take it seriously.
"It seems this little fellow's scale armor defense is much stronger than that of an ordinary Core Condensation realm cultivator," Zhang Fan muttered. He then pushed off the air and charged at the Blood Demon Flood Dragon once more.
This time, Zhang Fan did not opt for a head-on confrontation. Instead, he employed his movement techniques, circling the Blood Demon Flood Dragon and unleashing a barrage of punches and palm strikes that rained down upon its body.
Although Zhang Fan's physical strength was also immense, capable of obliterating a Divine Realm expert with a casual punch, when his blows landed on the Blood Demon Flood Dragon's body, not even a single scale was chipped, let alone causing any injury.
Fortunately, Zhang Fan's movement techniques were incredibly agile. For every dozens of moves he made, the Blood Demon Flood Dragon could only land one counter.
"Blood Dragon Grasp!" Suddenly, after being relentlessly pummeled by Zhang Fan, the Blood Demon Flood Dragon, having gauged Zhang Fan's patterns, rapidly grew a blood-red dragon claw from beneath its body.
The blood-red dragon claw appeared somewhat withered and was enormous, not much smaller than Zhang Fan himself.
The blood-red dragon claw was powerful and vigorous, seeming capable of tearing space itself. Its speed was also astonishingly fast, leaving a bloody afterimage as it lunged to seize Zhang Fan.
The colossal blood claw seemed to seal off heaven and earth, forming its own domain, which significantly hampered Zhang Fan's movements. However, Zhang Fan's speed was not inferior to the Blood Demon Flood Dragon's. Before the blood-red dragon claw could close, Zhang Fan broke free from the seal and escaped its grasp.
"You've even cultivated a dragon claw. While temporary, its power is indeed considerable," Zhang Fan said, hovering in the air as he addressed the Blood Demon Flood Dragon.
Although Zhang Fan had never practiced the body refinement techniques of the Blood Dragon clan, he understood them better than the Blood Demon Flood Dragon did. After all, he had dealt with the Blood Dragon clan extensively in his previous life.
The dragon claw that had grown from the Blood Demon Flood Dragon's body was indeed a true Blood Dragon claw, possessing a portion of the power of true dragons and an immense sealing ability.
However, Zhang Fan could also tell that the Blood Demon Flood Dragon's cultivation was still incomplete. It could only maintain this state during combat, consuming a significant amount of vital energy.
Even so, this single dragon claw had greatly enhanced its combat effectiveness.
Zhang Fan estimated that facing that claw grip just now, even a peak Divine Realm expert, without special means, would likely be captured by the Blood Demon Flood Dragon with no power to resist.
Upon hearing Zhang Fan's words, an unconcealed pride flickered across the Blood Demon Flood Dragon's somewhat unsightly face.
After all, it was the true claw of a dragon. Although it couldn't be used for extended periods yet, it believed that with continuous cultivation, it would eventually gain complete control over it.
"Heh heh, compared to my master, I'm still far behind," the Blood Demon Flood Dragon said with rare humility.
"In that case, take another punch from me!"
This time, Zhang Fan not only utilized his physical strength but also channeled his entire spiritual power, infusing it into his fists and palms.
"Myriad Dao Fist!"
With formidable spiritual power and immense strength, unleashed through the Myriad Dao Fist, a single punch seemed to dim the very heavens. The Blood Demon Flood Dragon, witnessing this, shifted from its relatively casual demeanor to a solemn one.
"Blood Devour!" The Blood Demon Flood Dragon suddenly opened its cavernous maw. With a roar, countless tiny blood snakes shot out from its mouth, swarming towards Zhang Fan.
Before Zhang Fan's fist could reach the Blood Demon Flood Dragon, it was enveloped by the countless tiny blood snakes. Though his punch annihilated a large number of them, many still landed on Zhang Fan, clinging to him like leeches, desperately trying to burrow into his body.
"You've actually mastered the Blood Dragon clan's devouring divine ability. It seems this Blood Demon Flood Dragon's talent is quite remarkable," Zhang Fan said, a smile on his face as he witnessed this.
Devouring was a unique divine ability of the Blood Dragon clan. It allowed them to cultivate countless blood snakes within their bodies, which, when unleashed, would swarm in vast numbers – an extremely potent area-of-effect divine ability.
However, it was evident that the Blood Demon Flood Dragon had only learned the superficial aspects. The power of each blood snake was weak, insignificant to Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan activated his Thunder Fire Divine Eyes, and thunder and fire erupted around him, refining all the blood snakes into droplets of blood that fell onto the jungle below.
After dealing with the blood snakes, Zhang Fan was about to charge forward again to fight the Blood Demon Flood Dragon. But as he moved, the Blood Demon Flood Dragon repeatedly shouted, "No more fighting, no more fighting, I concede."
Having consecutively used two major techniques, the Blood Demon Flood Dragon's aura had weakened. If it continued to fight Zhang Fan, it would likely take a considerable amount of time to recover.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Fan ceased his attack. His objective in this sparring session was to test his physical strength. He had not used any other divine abilities, secret techniques, or sword skills.
Despite neither party unleashing their full power, Lin Haotian and the others found the sparring incredibly exciting. The fierce physical clashes were truly invigorating.
Upon returning to the island in the lake, the Blood Demon Flood Dragon immediately dove into the depths of the lake, preparing to enter seclusion again. This sparring session had provided it with significant insights, which it needed to digest quickly.
"Master, I plan to accompany Bing Lan back to the Hongmen sect. In half a month, there will be a World Gang Competition, and the Hongmen sect intends to have Bing Lan represent them," Lin Haotian said to Zhang Fan.
During her time cultivating on the island, Hong Bing Lan's strength had improved rapidly. She had reached the level of an invincible Grandmaster and was highly regarded by the Hongmen sect.
"World Gang Competition?" Zhang Fan was taken aback and turned his gaze to Guangtou Qiang. This was the first time he had heard of such a competition.