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War Stomp was not only a skill of the Golden Mammoth Tribe; the Behemoth Clan had it too, especially the War Stomp in a bloodthirsty state, which was the ultimate body protection skill.

As the blood light surged toward him, the golden thread took a nearly inconceivable turn, almost bending away in the instant before the blood light could touch its body, skewing off at an angle.

The Behemoth Clan contestant\'s claws followed through, slashing out as a series of bloody blade gleams chased behind him.

However, the golden thread made an instantaneous ninety-degree upward bend, re-entering the high sky in an almost utterly impossible posture.

"This..." Cheng Zicheng was dumbfounded, precisely because she was the owner of the Golden Peng Transformation, and she understood all too well how difficult the flight just now was. She admitted to herself that she could never do it; otherwise, under the action of the reaction force, her bones would probably have broken. Such a flight posture was utterly unattainable! It seemed as if inertia had no effect on Tang San whatsoever.

How could this be possible? Such a thought appeared almost uniformly in the hearts of the majority of flying races. This way of flying, which completely defied common sense, left them all dumbstruck.

Indeed it was impossible for them, but for Tang San, nothing was impossible.

Firstly, with the Lion Tiger Golden Gang body protection, in terms of defensive power, he absolutely surpassed ordinary flying races by far, not to mention his body strength. More importantly, he utilized his control over his energy; during the turn, he utilized the expulsion of the Lion Tiger Golden Gang to interfere with the direction and for a second acceleration, thus enabling him to fly in such an almost incredible trajectory. He wasn\'t using the power of a single bloodline!

Thus, visually, the golden thread sharply bent upwards, dodging the blood blade chase. In the next instant, it flipped backward, drawing an arc. Tang San\'s body in the air quickly flipped over, diving down, and in the blink of an eye, he was once again in front of that Behemoth Clan contestant.

A light palm strike, heading directly for its forehead.

"Boom—" Without any hesitation, the War Stomp was used once more.

A slap to the chest could kill a Time Crocodile, the Golden Mammoth conceded defeat; what more if it hit the head?

Therefore, the Behemoth Clan contestant didn\'t dare to gamble! He could only burst forth with bloodline power again, defending in all directions.

That light palm surged with white light, the exclusion power of the Lion Tiger Golden Gang erupted, propelling Tang San\'s body to change direction, and once again he flew out diagonally. The same script occurred again.

In the audience\'s field of vision, they saw that rapid golden thread constantly weaving through the sky, like threading a needle, flying back and forth repeatedly, incessantly launching assaults on the Behemoth Clan contestant. It forced the Behemoth Clan contestant to continuously cast War Stomp for full defense. And his attacks were always skillfully dodged by the opponent with astonishing flying ability.

All the spectators understood why the contestant from the Behemoth Clan wouldn\'t let Tang San get close to him. After all, this was the man who had broken through the defenses of the Golden Mammoths! With his previous battle against the Time Crocodile, there were no more doubts about the outcome of Tang San\'s first match against the Golden Mammoth Tribe. Everyone unanimously agreed that Tang San truly possessed a major offensive weapon. Once hit up close, it would spell disaster for the opponent.

At this moment, his incredibly strong flying ability dazzled everyone, adding to his already hidden close-range attacks—leaving the impression of being almost undefeatable.

How could one possibly defeat him in such a state! The contestant from the Behemoth Clan, though powerful, now seemed exhausted from the relentless assaults. He was unable to muster his strength; his opponent simply wouldn\'t engage him head-on!

Flying at high speed, striking continuously, luring the Behemoth to use its range-attacking War Stomp, then swiftly flying away, only to return in the next instant. His mastery of timing and control of flight could simply be described as exquisite. It left the spectators dizzy with awe.

Up to now, whether it was individual or pair battles, Tang San\'s strength had already surprised the audience. But it was only in this match that they truly understood that he had never fought with his full strength before! He still had this incredible flying ability.

In the VIP seats, Mao Wenwu couldn\'t help but turn back to glance at his father, who was watching the match intently. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something but ultimately held back. After all, who wants to get hit, right?

As time ticked away, Tang San\'s dozens of assaults had already started to whittle down the vitality of the contestant from the Behemoth Clan. The Bloodthirsty state was indeed powerful, but it also equated to tapping into one\'s potential; once the rush subsided, the bloodline power would quickly deteriorate.

Under normal circumstances for the Behemoth Clan, this flaw didn\'t matter much since they could usually defeat their opponents quickly while in the Bloodthirsty state. But today, facing Tang San, they had met their match.

Even though it understood that the opponent was simply wearing it down, it had no other choice because it couldn\'t let Tang San get close! Not knowing the feeling of being hit by that strike, it definitely did not want to find out.

"Roar—" It let out an extremely reluctant roar. The contestant from the Behemoth Clan\'s eyes suddenly blazed with red light, and its body uncontrollably swelled!

"Second berserk!" Tang San, floating in the air, was shocked to his core. The opponent\'s vitality had clearly been consumed a great deal, which was precisely his aim. Yet, he hadn\'t expected that his opponent could still undergo a second berserk transformation, which was even more powerful than the first.

In almost an instant, the contestant from the Behemoth Clan\'s body swelled to over twelve meters tall, its monstrous muscles tearing through its clothes to be exposed to the air. The glow of bloodthirst enveloped it, giving off an incredibly savage aura, with the claws on its palms elongating to a staggering six meters.

In the next instant, its enormous body spun rapidly, unleashing a terrifying aura that erupted suddenly. Rings of blood-red waves rippled out, countless blade beams exploded from the center of its body, spreading outwards at an alarming rate. With a diameter of two hundred meters, the entire arena was instantaneously engulfed in red, covered by the blood-red claw beams.

Claw Blade Storm! This was the destructive skill of the Sky-breaking Great Demon Emperor. Clearly, this contestant had a legitimate inheritance!

That moment of explosion made nearly all the spectators stand up, marking the most shocking scene since the beginning of the match. The terrifying Claw Blade Storm, covering the entire arena and towering over two hundred meters in height, showcased the appalling offensive power of the Behemoth Clan.

Even the Dragon Clan would be torn apart within its range.

Being able to undergo a second Bloodthirst state was a sign of the absolute elite of the Behemoth Clan, possible only for those with the purest bloodline inheritance and the best talents. The second Bloodthirst, also known as the Berserk State, was only used when one needed to unleash an all-out, frenzied burst of power. After using it once, one would need a long time to recover, making it a desperate ability for the Behemoth Clan.