Fu Zhuo was unconvinced. "There's no way he can turn the tables around. The difference in cultivation level is obvious. In terms of martial skills and martial soul, Ye Mingchuan doesn't lose to Yang Qingxuan at all. In fact, he even surpasses him. How can he win? Could it be based on the so-called illusory Dao Heart that you spoke of? Tsk! "
You Ye thought for a while, then suddenly laughed. "Hehe, I don't know how he'll turn the tables around, but at least he has a high chance of winning."
Fu Zhuo frowned. "If you don't know, how do you know?"
You Ye chuckled and said, "Look at Wu Qiyue. Her face is as cold as ice, and there's a bit of killing intent. That's because Yang Qingxuan was beaten up. However, there's not a trace of worry in her eyes. That means that Wu Qiyue is still very confident in Yang Qingxuan. And I have confidence in Wu Qiyue. "
Fu Zhuo sneered. "That's a ridiculous reason!"
You Ye said, "Don't bother. Just watch quietly. When Wu Qiyue starts to worry, that means Yang Qingxuan is really in trouble. You have to learn to judge things from different angles. You're always so simple-minded. I'm worried about you. "
His tone was full of reproach.
Fu Zhuo: "…"
In the arena, Ye Mingchuan laughed wildly after his move succeeded. "Haha, trash will always be trash. It's useless even if you reach the late-stage of the True Martial Realm. The gap in cultivation level can only be bridged by those peerless geniuses. With your talent, you're not even fit to carry my shoes!"
Laughing, he raised his spear and attacked again.
Yang Qingxuan took a deep breath and raised his sword to meet the enemy.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Sword shadows and lightning spears shot in all directions.
The two fought faster and faster. Yang Qingxuan's sword intent was vast, and he was as fast as the wind. However, there was still a gap in cultivation. He was suppressed by Ye Mingchuan's powerful strength and couldn't break through. Moreover, his sword territory was getting smaller and smaller.
"Die!"
Ye Mingchuan kicked over, golden jade covering his entire leg.
Yang Qingxuan held his sword horizontally in front of him.
"Boom!"
With a kick, the light on the sword immediately dissipated, and Yang Qingxuan retreated a few steps.
After fighting with Ye Mingchuan, he understood how strong the Golden Jade was in restraining the True Qi. It almost increased the attack power by more than 30%. No wonder Ye Mingchuan could occupy the top position in Yunchuan School.
"I've played enough. This move … will send you on your way!"
Ye Mingchuan's eyes flashed with killing intent. He stabbed the lightning spear into the ground and clasped his hands in front of him.
Suddenly, the armor on his body fused with the lightning spear. As his True Qi increased, it continued to expand, and all the Spirit Qi in the air above the arena was drawn over.
"Gold and Jade Exterior — Lightning and Thunder!"
Lightning exploded from his body, and the electric spear let out a sharp cry. Suddenly, countless spear shadows appeared in the air. They all carried powerful electric arcs that enveloped the entire arena.
Yang Qingxuan's face changed drastically. He stabbed the Fighting Ghost God into the ground and formed a spell with one hand. The Martial Spirit Seal between his eyebrows lit up. Many swords flew out and stabbed into the ground. The Sword Qi shuttled back and forth, resisting the lightning spears.
"Hmm? Your Martial Spirit is a bit strange. It's not an ordinary sword. However, it's all useless. "
Ye Mingchuan said coldly, "As long as you kneel in front of me and beg for mercy, and lick the soles of my shoes in front of that great beauty, I can consider sparing your life."
Yang Qingxuan had been silent all this time. At this moment, he said, "Is there something wrong with your head?"
"Hmph, then go to hell!"
Ye Mingchuan was furious. He formed a spell with one hand and pointed down. The lightning and thunder rays that filled the sky instantly fell down like rain. They hit the top of the Sword Qi, causing ripples to continuously appear.
Yang Qingxuan only felt the Qi and blood in his body surging. The surrounding swords were buzzing and trembling, as if they could not withstand the powerful force of the Gold and Jade Exterior.
He changed the seal in his hand, and the light between his eyebrows became brighter. Only then did the Sword Spirits calm down. The barrier enveloped by the Sword Qi also became stronger.
Ye Mingchuan's eyes flashed with coldness. He shouted, "Impossible! How can a trash Martial Spirit like yours block my Gold and Jade Exterior! "
He clapped his hands, and the lightning spears that filled the sky shot out even more rapidly.
The Sword Realm that had just stabilized was broken again. Circles of ripples spread out, and more swords began to break.
Yang Qingxuan clenched his teeth. He reached out and grabbed the Fighting Ghost God from the ground. He actually withdrew the Sword Realm and directly rushed into the lightning spears.
"What?!"
Everyone was shocked. They all widened their eyes and became extremely nervous.
Wu Qiyue's body trembled. A trace of ripples appeared in her eyes, and they began to slowly turn green. She thought to herself, "Is the victor going to be decided?"
Yang Qingxuan carried the Fighting Ghost God and rushed into the lightning rain. His footsteps were not fast, but every step he took was very steady.
Wherever he passed, the lightning spears around him could not fall. Instead, they were slowly dissipating.
"What?!"
Ye Mingchuan was shocked. The lightning that filled the sky seemed to have lost its power. He could even feel a sense of fear from the armor on his body.
"How can this be? How can this be? What's going on?! "
It was not only Ye Mingchuan. Everyone was dumbfounded. They saw Yang Qingxuan walk over step by step, and the lightning rain that filled the sky kept dissipating. It was as if it was afraid of this person and did not dare to strike down.
"Could it be …"
Qing Buli shot to his feet, his eyes filled with shock.
Dean also seemed to have thought of something. The two of them looked at each other and immediately guessed what each other was thinking.
Lu Jiangpeng did not even dare to breathe loudly. He said anxiously, "What is it? Don't hesitate! "
Dean swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Fear appeared on his face. He shook his head and said, "Impossible, impossible."
James's eyes shot out a sharp light. "Only this can explain it. That's right, it must be like that!"
Dean stood there in a daze. He was actually a little absent-minded.
Lu Jiangpeng was furious. He roared, "What are you talking about? Can't you explain it clearly?!"
The people around were also extremely anxious. They pricked up their ears to listen.
Andrew also said worriedly, "Wu Of Gojoseon, what is it?"
Qing Buli spat out a few words, "Martial Spirit Suppression!"
As soon as these words came out, the reactions were different. A few elders immediately understood what it meant, and their expressions changed. Only the group of students was still at a loss.
Susan anxiously asked, "What is Martial Spirit Suppression?"
Andrew pondered for a moment and said, "Legend has it that when a person's martial spirit is of an extremely high quality, it will automatically produce a kind of majesty that can suppress martial spirits of a lower grade than that person."
Nathan was overjoyed. "Yang Qingxuan's martial spirit is a purple monarch rank martial spirit, so it can suppress Ye Mingchuan's Outer Golden Jade!"
James shook his head and said, "Although a monarch rank martial spirit is rare, the martial spirit suppression it produces is limited. It can't suppress a powerful inherited martial spirit like Outer Golden Jade."
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
