sjar Chapter 1793: Destroy flowers with ruthless hands
Chapter 1793: Destroy flowers with ruthless hands
"They're here!" Zhao Hu's eyes flashed with a sharp light!
Just as Leng Feng was exhausted from his attack and had not yet generated new strength, he suddenly sprang up!
No more defense, no more dodging!
He was like a burning meteorite, crashing headlong into Leng Feng! His longsword abandoned all variation, focusing solely on an unstoppable, forward-moving slash!
Trade wounds for wounds! Fight for your life!
Leng Feng was clearly surprised by Zhao Hu's ferocity, and his sword strike faltered slightly.
It’s this stagnation!
Zhao Hu's longsword had already torn through his protective aura and slashed fiercely at his left shoulder!
Click!
The cracking sound is clearly audible!
Leng Feng let out a muffled groan and flew backward, his left arm hanging limply, blood gushing out!
Zhao Hu's chest was also slashed open by Leng Feng's short knife, a hideous wound so deep that bone was visible. But he seemed oblivious, standing there with his knife in hand, his eyes like a wolf's, locked on his opponent!
"In the first round, Wan Chuan Sect, Zhao Hu wins," the Longyin Temple elder in charge of the referee announced with a grim expression.
After a brief silence, thunderous cheers erupted from the Spirit Realm cultivator area!
"Senior Brother Zhao!"
"Wanchuan Sect! Wanchuan Sect!"
"Senior Brother Zhao is awesome!!!"
Boom! The scene was instantly ignited and exploded, and the people from the Holy Domain were repeatedly humiliated, their faces now extremely ugly!
Especially Fairy Yueyao, her fingertips tightened continuously, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly with anger.
But with so many people around, she simply couldn't lash out!
I'm absolutely furious!
Zhao Hu, however, arrogantly raised his head, completely disregarding the victory.
He swallowed a pill, nodded slightly to Mingchuan, and jumped off the stage.
Fellow disciples from the Zhan Tang sect immediately stepped forward to help him heal his injuries.
Fairy Yueyao's face was somber, but she quickly regained her composure. Under these circumstances, she absolutely could not lose her composure: "Good. The second round is a Core Formation duel. My Dragon Roar Sect will send its inner disciple, Yueqing, to fight."
A woman dressed in a moon-white long dress, with a cool and aloof temperament, gracefully walked onto the stage. She was clearly at the early stage of Core Formation!
On the Wan Chuan Sect's side, everyone's expression changed.
Although the disciples of the Battle Hall are fierce and brave, the highest level of their cultivation is only at the late or peak of the Foundation Establishment stage. How can they contend with Core Formation cultivators?!
Mingchuan remained calm and looked at Axiong: "Axiong, you're up for the second round."
Ah Xiong was taken aback for a moment, then grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth: "Alright! Watch this!"
He took off his outer armor, revealing his bare upper body, his bronze muscles clearly defined, like a war god cast in steel.
"Wan Chuan Sect, Ah Xiong!" His voice boomed like a bell, and with one step, the arena trembled!
Yueqing frowned slightly, clearly not expecting Wanchuan Sect to send a seemingly reckless burly man to fight.
"start."
Yueqing made the first move, her jade fingers lightly tapping out several beams of clear, cold light like moonlight, containing a chilling intent that could freeze one's soul!
Ah Xiong neither dodged nor evaded, but let out a low roar. His muscles bulged and his skin glowed with a reddish-gold luster. He actually smashed the beam of light with his bare body and punched Yue Qing in the face!
The fist whistled through the air, causing it to explode!
Yueqing's expression changed slightly. She gracefully retreated, simultaneously summoning a moon-shaped magic weapon that cast a protective glow upon herself.
However, Ah Xiong's fist seemed to ignore Qinghui's defense and slammed heavily onto the moon wheel!
boom--!
The moon trembled violently, and its clear light dimmed!
Yue Qing's delicate body trembled, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were filled with disbelief.
This brute's physical strength and fist intent were incredibly powerful! Even more terrifying was that his spiritual power carried a scorching and wild power to dispel evil, subtly restraining her Moon Essence Technique!
Ah Xiong chuckled: "Beautiful lady, I won't hold back. I'm the kind of person who... loves to ruthlessly destroy flowers!"
Ah Xiong immediately stomped his foot, pressing his advantage relentlessly. His fists pounded like drums, his attacks like a raging storm. Each punch was powerful and heavy, causing the Moon Wheel Magic Treasure to wail incessantly, its protective glow teetering on the verge of collapse!
Everyone was shocked by his frenzied fighting style!
This is fucking terrifying!
Although Ah Xiong cultivates the basic techniques of the Wan Chuan Sect, he has already forged his own path, perfectly fusing his fierce blood energy with earth and fire dual-attribute spiritual power. His fist intent carries an unwavering belief in protecting the sect, making him incomparably fierce and impervious to all evil!
Despite Yueqing's exquisite magic and extraordinary magical treasures, she was forced to retreat step by step under Ah Xiong's unreasonable and frenzied attacks, only able to parry and having no power to fight back!
"This...this is really the early stage of Core Formation?" Many Saint Realm cultivators below the stage were dumbfounded.
"What a terrifying physique! What domineering fist intent! This Ah Xiong is simply a humanoid beast!"
"Where did the Wan Chuan Sect find these monsters from?"
On the high platform, Fairy Yueyao's face finally turned completely gloomy.
She never expected that a mere patrolling protector of the Wanchuan Sect would possess such combat power!
Although Yueqing was not the most outstanding Core Formation disciple of Longyin Temple, he was by no means an ordinary person, yet he was completely suppressed at this moment!
Seeing that Yueqing was about to be defeated, Fairy Yueyao suddenly sent a telepathic message to the referee elder on the stage.
The elder's eyes flickered slightly, and he quietly crushed a talisman from his sleeve.
Above the arena, a certain node of the hidden soul-locking formation suddenly intensified its pull and erosion on Ah Xiong! At the same time, an extremely subtle interference wave targeting the soul silently attacked Ah Xiong!
Ah Xiong was about to knock Yue Qing back with a punch when he suddenly felt a momentary lapse in concentration, causing his punch to falter.
Yueqing seized this fleeting opportunity, bit her tongue, and spat out a mouthful of blood essence onto the moon!
The moon shone brightly, transforming into a chilling moon blade that tore through space and slashed towards Ah Xiong's neck!
This sudden change happened as fast as lightning!
"Despicable!" the cultivators of the Spirit Realm roared in anger.
Ah Xiong's eyes flashed with crimson-gold light. He roared and did not dodge or evade, letting the moon blade slash his shoulder, blood spurting out!
His right fist, which had been gathering momentum for a long time, slammed into the protective spiritual light that Yue Qing had hastily set up with even more ferocity!
Click!
The protective aura shattered instantly!
"what--!!"
As if struck by a heavy blow, Yueqing screamed and flew off the stage, landing heavily on the ground and immediately losing consciousness!
boom--
Many people from the Holy Realm stood up abruptly, looking at this scene in disbelief, feeling for the first time the humiliation of being crushed by the Spirit Realm!
I was furious, absolutely furious!
Ah Xiong's shoulder was covered in blood and flesh, so deep that the bone was visible, but he still stood firmly on the stage, like a blood-soaked war god!
"In the second round, Wan Chuanzong and A Xiong win," the elder referee announced with a grim face.
"Roar—!" The cultivator area of the Spirit Realm erupted in chaos!
Two wins in a row! Wan Chuan Zong has won!
Three Void Realm Tokens and one hundred drops of Moon Essence Elixir are already mine!
More importantly, Wan Chuan Sect used irrefutable facts to fiercely refute the arrogance and scheming of the Holy Domain!
Mingchuan slowly rose, looked at the icy Yueyao Fairy on the high platform, and smiled slightly:
"You flatter me, fairy."
Fairy Yueyao's fingernails dug deeply into her palms, almost drawing blood.
She stared intently at Mingchuan, her eyes filled with a murderous intent that was almost tangible.
Just then, the specially made spirit communication jade talisman in Mingchuan's arms suddenly vibrated slightly but rapidly.
He spared a wisp of his mind to sense—
From Wangxiantai, Jinman sent an urgent message:
"Mingchuan, an unexpected incident has occurred in the competition. A rogue cultivator has defeated the geniuses of the top ten sects and has advanced to the finals. His cultivation technique is strange and suspected to be... related to the Demon Abyss!"