Chapter 584: The End
On the competition stage, Xiao Yi slowly turned around and left.
Then he dodged and returned to the spectator seat.
On the spectator seat, one after another astonished eyes were cast on him.
"Amazing, he is indeed one of the twin sons of Yanwu."
"The generation of Splitting Heaven Sword Sect has produced a great arrogance."
Many older generation warriors sighed in admiration.
Although Xiao Yi's reputation had spread throughout the East China Sea Fortress as early as the second round.
But rumors are rumors.
Now watching the battle in person, I saw Xiao Yi only used three moves from the shot to the end.
One move, use the sword to resist; one move, like the sound of the tide sword; one move, the ice cracks the sky.
With just three moves, the Bingwu Kingdom's first day Jiao Bing Wujiang was defeated.
It's no wonder that the powerhouses cast their eyes in amazement.
On the other side, on the competition stage, Bing Wujiang slowly stepped down with the support of King Bingwu.
At the top of the viewing seat, on the seats of the eight commanders, the eight people had different expressions.
Ye Di glanced at Bing Wujiang and said softly, "The strength is not strong, but the ambition is not small."
Ice Emperor frowned and said, "This son of Wujiang, his talent is at the top level, his martial arts is also the best choice, and his resourcefulness is also good."
"It's just too young now."
"With time, the cultivation base will be raised, and the endless ice dust will dominate the world, which is not difficult."
"At least, it will surpass me in the future."
"That's right." Emperor Jin smiled contemptuously, "Bing Wujiang's boundless ice dust martial spirit has an amazing growth potential. He is still young."
"On the other hand, Xiao Yi, as far as I know, his is the fire-controlling beast spirit."
"Even if he has an extreme cultivation base in the future, or even higher, his combat power will not be too strong."
"Everyone can see that he is a fire-type martial spirit, but he cultivates the ice kendo."
"It is conceivable that his martial soul can't help him at all."
"Even, he must have given up his martial soul himself."
The rest of the people nodded.
Yedi said solemnly, "But Xiao Yi is younger, younger than any Tianjiao present, and his performance is better."
The eyes of the eight people suddenly turned to the competition stage. On the competition stage, a new round of competition began.
The two geniuses have already played.
It is Ling Yu of No. 3 and Bai Mohan of No. 4.
"Senior Brother Mo Han, it's time to end the matter between you and me." Ling Yu said softly.
With a heavy wave of the Xingying Sword in his hand, the Xingying Sword formation was immediately laid down.
This is Ling Yu's strongest means today.
"Finished?" Bai Mohan smiled contemptuously and shook his head.
In the next second, the figure flashed and disappeared instantly.
When he reappeared, he had come to Ling Yu and slammed it out.
Ling Yu's pupils shrank, unable to react at all.
Barely blocking the horizontal sword in front of him, but unable to block Bai Mohan's palm at all, he was heavily bombarded.
In the viewing seat, Xiao Yi frowned as he watched the battle on the stage.
Ling Yu has used the Star Shadow Sword Formation, and the means are exhausted.
At the sixth level of Tianyuan, his combat power can reach the peak level of Tianyuan at most, and it is impossible to step into the extreme combat power.
The gap between the extreme realm and the Tianyuan realm is extremely large.
Even the strongest arrogance of each kingdom can only be cultivated above the ninth level of Tianyuan, plus the increase of the Spiritual Artifact and the increase of the powerful secret technique.
With multiple increases, it is possible to have extreme combat power.
And Bai Mohan himself is the peak cultivation of Tianyuan.
Coupled with a series of increases, there is already a first-level combat power in the extreme realm.
The strength of the two is not at the same level at all.
There is no suspense at all in battle.
Sure enough, on the competition stage, Ling Yu spit out a mouthful of blood.
With just one palm, Bai Mohan almost seriously injured him.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Bai Mohan attacked again.
But this time, Bai Mohan was no longer bare-handed, but a sword appeared in his hand.
This is the top-grade Yuan weapon of the Yanwu Kingdom.
snorted.
Bai Mohan's sword pierced Ling Yu's chest heavily.
Gurgling blood continued to flow out from Ling Yu's chest.
Bai Mohan didn't show any change in his expression at all, he just sneered, with an extremely ferocious smile.
"It's over?" Bai Mohan said disdainfully, "Ling Yu, you think too highly of yourself."
"What do you really think you are?"
"In my eyes, you are not much stronger than an ant."
Ling Yu smiled miserably and glanced at the sword still stabbing in his chest.
He glanced at Bai Mohan again.
Looking at the face in front of him that he was familiar with and admired in the past, he smiled.
The next second, Ling Yu moved his fingers lightly.
Under the Xingying Sword Formation, countless Xingying swords fell from behind and attacked Bai Mohan's back.
"Crack." At the same time, Ling Yu's hands only caught Bai Mohan's shoulders.
"Senior Brother Mo Han, as I said, the matter between you and me needs to be settled."
Bai Mohan narrowed his eyes and sneered, "So you were prepared."
"Unfortunately, you are too weak and too self-sufficient."
The momentum on Bai Mohan's body erupted, and Ling Yu was instantly shocked.
With the sword in his hand, he turned around in time to block.
With a snort, a Star Shadow Sword hit his arm.
But the countless remaining Star Shadow Swords were all chopped up by him.
Ling Yu's attack, in addition to adding a slight scar to his arm, did not have any effect.
"Trash is trash." Bai Mohan smiled disdainfully.
At this moment, Ling Yu was seriously injured and was lying on the ground weakly.
Bai Mohan's sword, the last shock, has made him no longer able to fight.
"Heh." Ling Yu gave a miserable smile, "At least, the ants in my brother Mo Han's eyes have injured Brother Mo Han."
There was a slight bloodstain on Bai Mohan's arm.
"Looking for death." Bai Mohan's eyes turned cold, his figure flashed, and he attacked Ling Yu, who fell to the ground with his sword.
"I admit defeat." Ling Yu chuckled.
whoosh…
A figure suddenly fell, stopping Bai Mohan.
It was the referee from the Demon Hunting Hall.
"This round of battle can be over, the winner, Bai Mohan." The referee announced loudly.
swoosh...swish...swish...
Zhong Wuyou, Ye Ming and others hurriedly flew off the competition platform.
"Bai Mohan, a villain like you really upsets me." Zhong Wuyou said coldly.
Bai Mohan smiled disdainfully, "Go back with that trash, you little bastards, you are not qualified to say these words to this son."
After all, Bai Mohan dodged and left the competition stage.
Zhong Wuyou and others, gritted their teeth, hugged Ling Yu, and returned to the viewing seat.
A pharmacist in the fortress rushed over and said, "Jianzong Tianjiao, do you need the help of this old man to heal?"
"No need, I have the kindness of the seniors." Xiao Yi shook his head and took Ling Yu.
In his hand, a ray of light flashed, and several high-quality medicinal pills were taken out and given to Ling Yu.
The two treasures of heaven and earth were shaken into pieces and smeared on Ling Yu's chest wound.
The pharmacist looked at it, and couldn't help but look sideways, "Three 7th-grade peak medicine pills, and two healing holy fruits, it's really a luxury."
"There are so many treasures on hand, no wonder I don't need this old man." The pharmacist muttered to himself and turned away.
Not long after, Ling Yu's injury gradually recovered.
"In the battle just now, you can just admit defeat. You have to provoke Bai Mohan and ask for trouble." Zhong Wuyou cursed angrily.
Ling Yu smiled, "Ask for trouble, but this is the last time."
Ling Yu smiled, smiling very indifferently, just like Ling Yu, the arrogant swordsman in the past.
"It looks like it's over." Xiao Yi glanced at Ling Yu and smiled lightly.
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