Chapter 504: Claw Blade Storm

The golden streak flickered and swayed in the air, moving along an extremely bizarre and irregular path. In a split second, it weaved through the myriad of energy blades, reaching the Behemoth.

The Behemoth’s body hair stood on end, and a strong sense of crisis overwhelmed him. He stomped heavily with his right foot, resulting in a violent rumble. Blood-red light burst forth, shooting up ten meters high, covering a large area around him.

War Stomp wasn't exclusive to the Golden Mammoth clan or even the elephant race; the Behemoth clan had it too. Especially in a bloodlust state, War Stomp was their most powerful protective skill.

The blood-red light surged forward, but the golden streak took an almost unbelievable turn, veering away just before the blood-red light could touch it.

The Behemoth's claws followed, sending blood-red energy blades chasing after the golden streak.

But the golden streak made a ninety-degree turn upward in an instant, shooting back into the sky with a maneuver so fast that it seemed unreal.

"What the..." Cheng Zicheng was stunned. As someone who possessed the Golden Roc Transformation, she understood just how difficult that flight maneuver was. She knew she could never do it; the forces involved would cause her bones to snap midway. Did inertia have no effect on Tang San? Was he breaking the laws of nature?

How is this possible?

This thought appeared almost simultaneously in the minds of most flying demons and nymphs present. This maneuver defied common sense, leaving them all dumbfounded.

For them, it was indeed impossible. But Tang San was not them.

First, with the Lion-Tiger Golden Force protecting his body, his defensive power was far superior to ordinary flying species, and his physical strength and toughness were even more so. Second, he had perfect mastery of his own abilities. When making turns, he used the Lion-Tiger Golden Force to blast the air and change direction or accelerate abruptly, which allowed him to fly in an unbelievably erratic manner. He wasn't just using a single bloodline ability!

As far as the spectators could see, the golden streak suddenly bent upward, dodging the blood-red blades. The next moment, it flipped back, drawing a downward arc. In the blink of an eye, the human was back in front of the Behemoth.

A seemingly light palm strike aimed straight for its forehead.

Boom!

War Stomp was unleashed again without hesitation.

A hit to the chest could kill a Chrono Croc and make a Golden Mammoth surrender. What if it hit the head?

The Behemoth didn't dare to experiment! He could only unleash his bloodline power for full defense, once again.

Tang San’s palm surged with white light and the repulsive Lion Tiger Golden Force burst forth, propelling Tang San on a diagonal trajectory. The same scenario repeated.

In the audience's view, what they saw was the rapid golden streak constantly shifting through the air like a weaver’s shuttle, continuously flying back and forth, repeatedly launching attacks on the Behemoth. This forced the Behemoth to continually use War Stomp to prevent the opponent from approaching, while the Behemoth’s own attacks were skillfully dodged with incredible flying techniques.

All the spectators understood why the Behemoth wouldn't let Tang San get close. After all, he had even broken the Golden Mammoth's defense! After the fight against the Chrono Croc, no one doubted the result of Tang San's first match against the Golden Mammoth anymore. All the spectators agreed that the human indeed had some kind of deadly weapon. If he got close and landed a hit, the consequences would be severe.

At this moment, Tang San's incredible flying ability dazzled everyone. This level of flight combined with his mysterious close-combat skills gave an almost unbeatable impression.

How could one defeat an opponent like this? Despite the Behemoth's strength, he felt incredibly stifled by the repeated assaults. His power was entirely useless, since the opponent refused to engage in a direct confrontation!

High-speed flight, continuous assaults, repeatedly luring him into using War Stomp. Then, Tang San would quickly fly away, only to return the next moment. The precise timing and control of his flight were simply breathtaking, mesmerizing the spectators.

In the previous individual and duo matches, Tang San's display of strength had already surprised the audience. But it wasn't until this match that they truly understood—he hadn't been going all out before! He still had this incredible flying ability!

In the VIP seats, Mao Wenwu couldn't help but glance back at his father. Seeing his father intently watching the match, he opened his mouth to say something but ultimately decided against it. After all, who enjoyed being scolded?

As time passed, Tang San's continuous assaults, numbering in the dozens, began to deplete the Behemoth's energy. Although the bloodlust state was incredibly powerful, it was not much different from igniting one’s bloodline power. Once the effect wore off, the bloodline power would temporarily drop.

Normally, for a Behemoth, this wasn't an issue, because they could quickly defeat their opponents while in the bloodlust state. But today, against Tang San, it was a significant disadvantage.

Even though he knew the human was wearing him down, he had no choice. He couldn't let the opponent get close! He had no desire to find out what that palm strike felt like.

"ROAR!!!"

He let out a roar filled with extreme unwillingness. His eyes suddenly blazed red, and his body began to uncontrollably expand!

A second Bloodlust!

Tang San was taken aback. The opponent's energy had clearly been depleted significantly, which was his intention, but he hadn’t expected the opponent to be able to use Bloodlust a second time. Moreover, this time the boost was even greater.

The Behemoth's body swelled to over twelve meters tall almost instantly, and his terrifying muscles burst through his clothes, exposed to the air. His entire body exuded a blood-red glow and an extremely ferocious aura, and the claws on his hands grew to six meters long.

In the next moment, his massive body began to spin rapidly, and a terrifying aura burst forth. Blood-red ripples spread, and countless energy blades erupted madly from his hands, expanding outward at an incredible speed. The entire competition stage, with a diameter of two hundred meters, instantly turned red, covered by the blood-red claws.

Claw Blade Storm!

This was the destructive ability of the Sky-Splitting Demon Emperor. This contestant was clearly a direct descendant!

This moment of eruption made almost all the spectators stand up. This was the most shocking scene since the start of the competition. The terrifying Claw Blade Storm, covering the entire platform and reaching over two hundred meters in height as well, fully displayed the terrifying attack power of the Behemoth clan.

Even dragons would be torn apart.

Behemoths capable of using a second Bloodlust were absolute prodigies. Only those with the purest bloodline and the best talents could achieve this. Also known as Berserk Bloodlust, it was a true last-resort ability that would leave them weakened for a long time. Nobody had the leisure to take that long to recover, so Behemoths avoided using this move unless their life was truly at stake.