The transparent light barrier formed by the watery moonlight was actually a powerful spatial formation.
The space where Huo Wumei and Hu Fei Chan were located was forcibly cut out by the formation. As long as the formation was not destroyed, the power released by the battle between the two would not affect Green Lotus Pavilion.
Both parties were rank eight powerhouses, they tested the stability of the formation with one move. There were no more scruples. They began to let go.
Huo Wumei activated the rank nine Divine Soldier [Crimson Flame Melting Gold Blade]. This Divine Soldier was crescent-shaped, the crimson red divine light flowing around it, illusory yet incomparably sharp.
Combined with the secret technique of the Scorching Sun Blade, the crescent-shaped Divine Soldier rotated like a circle, like a scorching sun.
As it flew, endless flames flew, like a bloody divine light illuminating all directions.
The power of the Scorching Sun Blade was too strong, Hu Fei Chan's figure could not be seen in the flames.
Occasionally, there would be a burst of vitality, only then could his majestic black figure be seen.
Separated by the formation, no one could feel the change in vitality. From the situation of the flames flying, it seemed that Hu Fei Chan was at a disadvantage.
Hu Fei Fei couldn't help but worry, she pouted her bright red lips and said: "This guy has some skills. I don't know if the tiger can win. "
Saying so, Hu Fei Fei even glared at Shi Han. She trusted Shi Han's judgment more.
But Shi Han just watched quietly, as if she didn't see her gaze at all.
"Hey hey, don't play dumb. Hurry up and tell me. "Hu Fei Fei impatiently grabbed Shi Han's arm and shook it.
"Hu Fei Chan didn't even use the Howling Heaven Claw, what else is there to say?"
Shi Han asked in confusion: "Such a simple question, with your intelligence, you should be able to understand."
Hu Feifei's face turned red. She explained, "I'm just testing you on purpose."
"Don't ask such an idiotic question in the future." Shi Han said lightly.
"Hmph." Hu Fei Fei proudly raised her chin, knowing that Hu Fei Chan would win, she was in a good mood and didn't want to argue with Shi Han anymore.
Shi Han's explanation was simple, but Hu Fei Fei couldn't understand, and most of the people present also couldn't understand. They all widened their eyes as they watched this fierce battle.
On the other hand, the few Stage Nine powerhouses already knew the outcome of the battle. He didn't care much about the battle.
Princess Yuzhen's gaze shifted to Yang Jiutian. There was no doubt that Huo Wuqing would lose. The honor of the Human Race could only be defended by Yang Jiutian.
Yang Jiutian was not like Hu Feichan, who had the title of the number one genius of the Human Clan. But without a doubt, he was the strongest Rank Eight powerhouse of the human race.
Ten thousand years ago, Xia was also the leader of the Seven Nations of the Human Race. Their foundation was also the strongest among the seven human nations.
Princess Yuzhen had some expectations for Yang Jiutian.
After the great calamity of ten thousand years, although the barbarian population was small, there were many strong warriors. The Human Race also had to display great power in order to maintain the balance between the two sides.
The competition between the geniuses of the two clans could not affect the overall situation. But in the long run, the human race would definitely suffer because they were too weak.
It was also for the greater good of the human race that Princess Yuzhen had repeatedly helped Huo Wumei and tried her best to create an advantage for him.
Unfortunately, the gap between Huo Wumei and Hu Feichan was obvious. Some external help could not change the outcome of the battle.
Yang Jiutian also felt Princess Yuzhen's gaze. He smiled and raised his cup.
Yang Jiutian's sword-like eyebrows reached his temples, his eyes were black and bright, his nose was straight, and his lips thin. His facial features looked like they were carved, angular and unusually handsome.
His long hair was like snow, casually tied with a black hairband. The black robe he wore was embroidered with dark golden dragon patterns. It was luxurious and more profound.
At this moment, he raised his cup and smiled. He was heroic and elegant, extremely charming. Yang Jiutian and Princess Yuzhen were about the same age. He was actually very interested in this mature and elegant woman.
If possible, he could even marry this Princess Royal of Stone Kingdom. Not to mention the Blood Lotus Guards under her control, not to mention her important influence in Stone Kingdom, just her identity as a Rank Nine Mage was enough.
Yang Jiutian's somewhat ambiguous smile clearly conveyed his thoughts.
Princess Yuzhen did not know why, but she thought of Monk Wukong. In comparison, Monk Wukong seemed more handsome and elegant, and even more courageous.
Monk Wukong's only weakness was that his cultivation was too low.
Princess Yuzhen appreciated Wukong more. There were many experts, but Wukong was the only one with peerless literary talent. Moreover, those profound and mysterious poems had a powerful charm that penetrated deep into the heart.
For a Rank Nine expert, physical pleasure could be enjoyed to the fullest. But spiritual pleasure was something that could not be bought with money.
Monk Wukong, who had deep thoughts, was more appreciated and even liked by Princess Yuzhen.
Princess Yuzhen looked indifferent to Yang Jiutian's gesture and did not give any response.
This also made Yang Jiutian somewhat disappointed. He was after all not an ordinary person, and his demeanor was excellent. He just laughed and shook his head, raised his cup, and drained it in one gulp, appearing extremely free and at ease.
Many people noticed this scene and admired Yang Jiutian's demeanor.
Prince Wuan sneered, extremely disdainful of Yang Jiutian's actions.
Princess Yuzhen's identity was very important, and her talent in spells was even more shocking. Such a person was the pillar of Stone Kingdom.
Shi Potian would never allow anyone to seduce Princess Yuzhen. Especially people like Yang Jiutian, who wanted to seduce Princess Yuzhen, he would kill every one of them he found. He would never be polite.
Feng Yin, who was sitting next to Prince Wuan, felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. He had been sneaking glances at Hu Feifei just now. He thought that Prince Wuan was laughing at him.
Just as he hesitated to explain, the transparent light shield in the center of the Water Pavilion suddenly shattered.
The red flames that filled the sky dissipated at the same time. Hu Feichan held Huo Wuyi's throat with one hand and stood there proudly.
"Your Divine Soldier is not bad, but unfortunately, he has cast his pearls before swine."
Hu Feichan was not mocking, but speaking the truth.
Huo Wuyi, who was held by the throat, was confined from his vitality to his body. Although he had always been eloquent, he could not say a word.
Being held by someone else like this made him even more embarrassed.
Those present were all experts from various countries and clans. If he made a mistake, he would leave behind a lifetime of shame. Unless, he could kill Hu Feichan with his own hands, only then could he wash away the shame.
After this battle, Huo Wuyi deeply realized how big the gap between him and Hu Feichan was. If there was no miracle, he would not have a chance to wash away the shame in this lifetime.
"Lord Hu, quickly let that kid go. If you accidentally pinch him to death, it will be troublesome … … "
Hu Feifei said with a smile. Her words seemed to help Huo Wuyi get out of trouble, but in fact, she was mocking his weakness and incompetence.
Hu Feifei was petty, that day in the Prison of the Eighteen Peaks, Huo Wuyi had deeply offended her. She would not let go of any opportunity for revenge.
Many Brute Race experts and geniuses looked down on the Human Race. Hearing Hu Feifei's interesting words, they all laughed.
Huo Wuyi's thoughts were deep, but being laughed at in public, he was about to explode.
Hu Feichan casually threw him down, nodded and said: "Feifei is still thoughtful."
His vitality and body were confined, Hu Feichan used too much force, and when Huo Wuyi landed on the ground, his legs softened, and he rolled out horizontally.
His embarrassing and comical appearance made many of the Brute Race burst into laughter again.
Although many of the Human Race did not like Huo Wuyi, seeing the Brute Race being so presumptuous, their faces did not look too good.
Many people secretly scolded Huo Wuyi for being incompetent. But he still wanted to show off. In the end, he completely lost the face of the Human Race.
Many of the Human Race were silent. It was the opposite of the laughing Brute Race. The atmosphere of the banquet also became strange.
Princess Yuzhen said indifferently: "Victory and defeat are common in war, if His Highness Wuyi can remember the lesson of this defeat, it might not be a bad thing."
She knew that Huo Wuyi would lose, but losing without any face still made Princess Yuzhen somewhat disappointed. Although she spoke to protect him, her tone also had a bit of lecturing.
Although Huo Wuyi was about to explode, he could still suppress his anger, his expression solemn as he bowed and said: "It's all Wuyi's incompetence, I will definitely remember Your Highness' instructions."
After saying this, Huo Wuyi actually returned to his seat with a normal expression.
The laughter of the Brute Race experts also slowly died down.
Huo Wuyi's deep tolerance really made people not dare to underestimate him.
Besides, Huo Wuyi was also a rank eight expert. He might not be as good as Hu Feichan. But he was much stronger than most people.
Hu Feichan was also somewhat surprised, glancing at Huo Wuyi, secretly becoming somewhat vigilant. Huo Wuyi was so gloomy, he really could not be underestimated, he had to be careful of this guy.
However, there was no need to consider so much for the time being.
Hu Feichan said to Yang Jiutian: "Yang Jiutian, do you dare to fight?"
His personality was domineering and direct, he would do what he thought. He also would not say those useless reasons. He directly opened his mouth to issue a challenge.
His aura was bold and domineering, making people unable to retreat.
Everyone's expression changed, a big show was about to start.
Yang Jiutian was not in a hurry to answer. He picked up his wine cup and drank a mouthful, before saying with a smile: "The moonlight tonight is too beautiful. I drank a few too many cups, a little drunk. I can only arrange a battle with Brother Hu another day. "
No one thought that Yang Jiutian actually pretended to be drunk. Using this kind of excuse to avoid the battle really made many people extremely disappointed.
Especially on the human race's side, the various countries' powerhouses could not help but reveal disappointed looks.
No matter what reason Yang Jiutian had, avoiding the battle today was a disgrace.
Hu Feichan said disdainfully: "Then you don't dare, why bother talking nonsense. Today, I've finally witnessed a human race genius! "
The faces of the human race's people changed again. These words were said too impolitely.
Yue Qingyun's personality was the fiercest, pressing the sword hilt and wanting to speak up to challenge. But before she opened her mouth, the Yue Qingxue beside her tapped a finger below her ear.
The electric light flickering on her fingertip was like a needle, piercing straight into Yue Qingyun's body. The intense power of lightning electrified Yue Qingyun until her entire body went limp, unable to say the words that were at the tip of her mouth.
Yue Qingyun was angered to death, but her body was soft like mud, unable to even move her eyes. Whatever temper she had, she could only suppress it.
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