Kaboom!
It was a terrifying blow and a terrifying saber aura.
Mo Wushang's Inextinguishable Dark Flame was completely destroyed. There was even a scar on his forehead, right next to the Demonic Eye. He had almost been hit.
"How dare you injure my Demonic Eye?"
"So what? Your strength is no match for the Holy Son's. You're too biased. The Secret Soul Technique is indeed powerful, but once it's countered by someone, there's no other way."
The Qin Bixue sneered.
"Is that so? Then I'll show you a move that I've never used before!
Demonic Eye, Demon King Transformation! "
As Mo Wushang's cold voice rang out, his body began to change rapidly. A pair of terrifying demonic horns grew from his head and a pair of black wings sprouted from his back.
The muscles on his body were also as tough as iron.
The most terrifying thing was that his body had actually grown by more than ten times. His huge body stood there, looking down at Qin Bixue, just like a Demon King.
"Tsk, tsk. So it's related to Ya Qianxue. Ya Qianxue's transformation is very similar to Mo Wushang's."
Ling Xiao could not help but exclaim.
After transforming, Mo Wushang's Demonic Eye was not only more powerful, but his defense and strength were also greatly enhanced. He could even fly for a short period of time.
He had originally planned to use this huge advantage to deal with Hime Myung-kō, but now he had no choice but to use it.
Otherwise, he would not be able to defeat the Qin Bixue.
"Oh, transformation? Not bad. But do you think you're the only one who can do it?"
The Qin Bixue revealed a strange smile.
"Blood Saber Transformation, Demon King of Slaughter!"
In an instant, the Qin Bixue's body also changed. His body did not grow bigger, but there was a strange layer of armor on his body. The blood saber in his hand was gone, and the armor was filled with sharp blades.
His body did not grow bigger, but his speed and lethality had increased by leaps and bounds.
"Alright, let's see whose transformation is stronger!"
The huge body clashed with the steel body.
Amidst the chaos on the stage, only Mo Wushang's silhouette could be seen. From time to time, a blood-red light would shoot out from his devil eye.
The Qin Bixue was so fast that it was almost impossible to see her.
After dozens of rounds.
The two of them separated again.
"You lost!"
Qin Bixue smiled. The blade on his body was covered in blood, but it wasn't his.
"Why didn't you use this move against the Holy Son?"
Mo Wu Shang had returned to his original state. His face was pale as he knelt on the ground with one knee. It was obvious that he had suffered some serious injuries.
"It's simple. This is my strongest move. Unfortunately, it's meaningless in the face of the Holy Son, whose cultivation has reached the early stage of Yin and Yang Heaven. So it's better to use it to deal with you."
Qin Bixue smiled.
"You're right, I did lose!"
Mo Wushang's expression was somewhat gloomy.
He had thought that he was the only one who was qualified to challenge the Holy Son. But now, it seemed that he could not even defeat the Qin Bixue. How could he defeat the Holy Son?
After all, the Holy Son had easily defeated the Qin Bixue.
"I didn't expect the Qin Bixue to have such a killer move. Alas, Mo Wushang has lost to him. Our last hope has been destroyed. It seems that there won't be any surprises."
"I'm looking forward to seeing Ling Xiao and Long Chen. Ling Xiao has not shown his true strength yet. Long Chen's strength has obviously increased greatly after his fight with Liu Taiyin. It's possible."
"Bai Qianjiao is also a possibility. Don't underestimate that woman. Did any of you think that she could defeat Hong Li?"
"Speaking of Hong Li, it's a pity that she lost to Bai Qianjiao. It seems that she has not shown her full strength yet."
"It's useless to say anything now. Let's continue watching the competition. Perhaps we'll know the answer soon."
The martial artists in the spectator stands were both anxious and disappointed.
What made him anxious was that up until now, no one had been able to show that they were qualified to challenge the Saint.
They hoped that Ling Xiao, Long Chen, Bai Qianjiao, and Hong Li could show their true strength as soon as possible.
As for the disappointment, it was purely because the Holy Son was too strong. There was no suspense in the competition.
Who would like to watch a competition without suspense? Of course, they would be unhappy.
The Qin Bixue had absorbed Mo Wushang's luck. The luck that it had lost to Hime Myung-kō was completely recovered. Not only that, but it had also increased by a lot. It had reached the level of eight cauldrons, which had surpassed Ling Xiao's.
Mo Wushang, who had walked down from the stage, was a little dazed.
Losing to the Qin Bixue was a big blow to him.
He had thought that the only person he could not defeat was Hime Myung-kō. He did not expect that the Qin Bixue would make him taste his first defeat.
Bai Qianjiao and Ling Xiao, whom he had not fought yet, could be a threat to him. Was he going to lose again?
Before this match, he had never had such a thought.
The twelfth round of the competition continued.
Soon, there was a confrontation between two strong warriors.
The ones standing on the battle stage were actually Ling Xiao and Long Chen.
"Although I knew there would be a battle like this, I still think it's a little too early."
Long Chen knew that he was no match for Ling Xiao, but he did not want to admit defeat.
He wanted to see how big the gap was between him and his Big Brother Ling.
"Go all out. Your Golden Dragon Form can actually be used by disguising yourself as a martial soul. That way, you will have your full strength. Even if you meet Mo Wushang, you won't lose."
Ling Xiao also wanted to spar with Long Chen in a battle like this.
A normal spar would not be as exciting as a battle like this.
Moreover, if he wanted to hide his relationship with the Divine Sword Sect, he had to fight with Long Chen. Otherwise, it would be easy for others to see through him.
"Got it, Big Brother Ling. I won't go easy on you!"
Long Chen took a deep breath and entered the tenth form of the Humanoid Dragon Form.
In his normal form, he would be looking down on Ling Xiao. He did not have the qualifications to spar with Ling Xiao.
"Golden Dragon Fist Art!"
Long Chen had originally learned how to use a sword from Ling Xiao, but he was corrected by Ling Xiao.
The Dragon Clan had strong defensive abilities. If they were to use a sword, it would be a waste.
Only fist arts and physical fighting methods were more suitable for the Dragon Clan.
One must know that the sharp claws and teeth of the Dragon Clan were not inferior to divine weapons at all.
In Long Chen's heart, Ling Xiao was stronger than the Holy Son. Therefore, he did not dare to go easy on him.
There was no need to go easy on him because he knew that no matter how he attacked, it was impossible to hurt Ling Xiao.
The terrifying Golden Dragon Fist punched out one after another. It was as if the surrounding space was shaking. The cracks on the battle stage were getting bigger and bigger.
At this time, his fighting strength had obviously surpassed the time when he fought with Liu Taiyin.
"The young people of this generation are really strong. This battle stage has been used for so many years. It was destroyed once when Ji Fuling fought with Yu Xuanyue. I didn't expect that it would be destroyed again in this generation."
"That's right. To think that Long Chen can continue to improve in the midst of battle. Right now, his cultivation base and strength must have increased in all aspects. I reckon that Ling Xiao will have no choice but to unleash his true strength. Otherwise, he won't be a match for Long Chen."
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