After the loud explosion, a crazy amount of energy shot out in all directions.
It was as if the end of the world had suddenly arrived on the martial stage.
Strong winds raged.
Thunder and lightning flashed.
Torrential rain poured down.
Poisonous fog filled the air.
The roar of a dragon could be heard from time to time, and the ground was constantly shaking.
"Oh no, the martial stage is sinking!"
The martial stage was originally built in midair, so it was reasonable to say that it shouldn't sink.
However, the impact of Ling Xiao and Hime Myung-kō's collision was too powerful, and the protective wall had condensed the energy into a single point, preventing it from spreading out. This made the attack even more terrifying.
The martial stage sank, and so did the entire martial stage.
From afar, it looked as if a giant void ship had lost control and was crashing down.
Below the martial stage was the Sacred Dynasty's sacrificial altar. There was a reason why the Martial Arts Ceremony was arranged here.
Although the martial stage wouldn't kill anyone because there was no one below, destroying the Sacred Dynasty's sacrificial altar was a great sin.
Si Kong sneered imperceptibly.
He was still looking for an excuse to teach Ling Xiao a lesson, but he didn't expect an excuse to come knocking on his door so quickly.
Since the martial stage was being ravaged, Hime Myung-kō, who was inside the martial stage, was naturally the first to bear the brunt.
The crazy energy pounced on her like a madman, completely enveloping her.
Boom!
Puchi!
Crack!
Loud sounds rang out one after another. First, they crashed into the martial stage, accelerating its sinking. Then, they crashed into the protective wall, causing the referees in charge of the protective wall to smile bitterly.
They were Grotto-Heaven Realm martial artists, but the attacks of these two brats actually made them feel a sense of fear.
It would be a little embarrassing if word got out.
In fact, they couldn't be blamed. Although Ling Xiao and Hime Myung-kō were only Heaven Realm martial artists, their attacks had a special effect after colliding. The terrifying power that erupted from their attacks could even injure Grotto-Heaven Realm martial artists.
This was the terrifying part of the superposition of energy.
Of course, this kind of energy could not be controlled. As long as a Grotto-Heaven Realm expert was not a fool, they should be able to dodge or defend against it.
The golden dragon wings on Ling Xiao's back unfurled, and he wore a grim expression on his face.
This was because even he did not expect the collision of the two attacks to be so powerful. The energy waves that spread out did not even distinguish between friend and foe. They attacked randomly, and even he became the target of the attack.
Fortunately, he could fly.
He had also mastered the art of refining formations.
The defensive wall was formed by a magic array. Ling Xiao flapped his golden dragon wings and flew near the defensive wall. He only held a piece of alchemy stone in his hand, and a part of the defensive wall actually separated and wrapped around his entire body.
The huge impact slammed into the defensive wall. With the judges blocking it for him, he had no problem at all. He didn't even need to use any of his Heavenly Essence Energy.
"F * ck, isn't this brat too crafty? He can actually do this?"
One of the referees was dumbfounded and smiled bitterly.
"This doesn't seem to be against the rules. He didn't leave the range of the stage and used his own ability."
Another judge smiled bitterly and said.
"See? This is the benefit of being knowledgeable. If the Holy Son also knew about formations, he wouldn't be in such a sorry state this time."
The head judge sighed deeply.
At this point, even he had to admire Ling Xiao. It was a pity that he was not his grandson. Otherwise, the Sacred Dynasty would have a true successor.
"I've always been curious. This brat is only a Celestial Realm warrior. How can he fly?"
In the stands, Qin Bixue, who was falling along with the stage, gritted his teeth and asked.
"It should be some kind of martial art. This kind of thing is very rare. I didn't expect him to get it. In comparison, the Holy Son's Sky Dancing Technique is much worse."
The Blood Blade Sect's Sect Master was very knowledgeable, and he answered Qin Bixue's question.
While they were still surprised, the Heavenly King Sect's side panicked.
"Sect Master, it seems that the situation is not good. Not only can Ling Xiao fly, but he also knows how to refine formations. It seems that he can use the protective wall to protect himself. If this is the case, Mingkong will be at a disadvantage. I'm afraid this battle is over. "
An elder of the Heavenly King Sect lamented as if he had lost his parents.
"Yes, Sect Master. The situation is completely different from what we expected. This Ling Xiao has exceeded our expectations by a lot. Moreover, I think this brat hasn't done his best."
Another elder of the Heavenly King Sect said loudly.
"Stop arguing! If anything happens to the Holy Son, I'll make this brat pay with his life! "
The Holy Emperor was really angry.
He only had one outstanding son, who was either addicted to wine and women or was an incompetent woman.
Although the Holy Son was also a woman, she was more outstanding than many men. If something happened to the Holy Son, he would kill Ling Xiao even if he had to risk universal condemnation.
He didn't believe that anyone would dare to become enemies with the royal family of the Sacred Dynasty because of Ling Xiao.
Sikong Zun frowned and said, "Don't worry, Holy Emperor. Mingkong won't be defeated so easily. Moreover, this is the Sacred City. How can we allow a mere Yuehua School's disciple to defeat the Holy Son? Who will win or lose will be decided by us, right? "
"Brother Sikong, are you saying that you want to intervene?"
The Holy Emperor asked doubtfully.
"Let's wait and see. The battle isn't over yet. There's no hurry!"
Sikong Zun didn't confirm or deny. Instead, he suddenly looked at the arena.
The energy explosion in the sky lasted for a while before it gradually subsided.
A figure fell from the sky like an object that had lost control. It was stiff and didn't react at all.
"Oh no, it looks like the Holy Son was knocked out by the energy just now. If she doesn't have the protection of her Heavenly Yuan Force, she will be in big trouble if she is thrown from this height."
The people of the Heavenly King Sect shouted anxiously.
Whoosh!
A figure suddenly jumped out and caught Hime Myung-kō in the air.
It was Ling Xiao!
A victorious smile appeared on his face.
Hime Myung-kō, who seemed to be unconscious, suddenly threw out a palm in an attempt to send Ling Xiao flying.
However, her palm was soft and without any strength at all.
Ling Xiao grabbed her lily-white hand, and his cold voice resounded on the martial arts stage. All the martial artists present heard it clearly, "Ji Mingkong, you disappoint me too much. To be honest, I haven't had enough fun yet, and you've already lost."
Although he was interested in the Heaven's Chosen One, his biggest goal in coming to the Martial Arts Festival was to defeat the Saint and kick this arrogant woman down from her dazzling throne.
Hime Myung-kō's body was trembling.
She was lying in the arms of the person she hated the most and listening to his humiliating words, but she couldn't do anything about it.
Even without the impact just now, just the aftereffects of using "Jade Crush" was enough to make her extremely weak.
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