"Brat, I can't forget this."
Flame Emperor glared at Fu Xi. He couldn't do anything to this brat. Who asked him to bring glory to his sect? He plucked a strand of red hair from his head and threw it to Fu Xi.
"Take it. Don't use it unless you're in danger."
Flame Emperor solemnly instructed Fu Xi to keep this strand of hair well. However, Fu Xi looked at the strand of hair left and right, seemingly dissatisfied. He thought that his master would give him an artifact armor, a mount, or a divine weapon. Why did he only give him a strand of hair?
What can a strand of hair do? This master is too stingy.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and thank your master."
The Senior Martial Brother who was more familiar with Fuxi slapped him on the head and told him to hurry up and thank Master. One must know that Flame Emperor had so many disciples and rarely gave them his hair. If he plucked it all day, he would have become bald long ago.
That wasn't an ordinary strand of hair. It was a fire attribute energy that Flame Emperor had condensed over tens of thousands of years during his cultivation. It could be said that every strand of hair was extremely precious. Every strand of hair used meant one less.
Don't underestimate this strand of hair. As long as it was activated, it could summon Flame Emperor's projection. His phantom image could be maintained for three breaths of time, which sounded like a very short time. It sounded short, but in these three breaths of time, the projection could unleash a powerful attack. The power of this attack was equivalent to one-tenth of Flame Emperor's.
Don't underestimate this one-tenth of power. Even a Four Revolutions Immortal Emperor wouldn't be able to withstand a single attack from Flame Emperor's projection. Even if he used all his shields and armors, he wouldn't be able to withstand it.
"Ah, such good hair. Give me a few more strands then."
Fu Xi looked at Flame Emperor's thick red curly hair and felt a little greedy.
"Do you want your master to become bald? Hurry up and watch the competition."
Flame Emperor glared at Fu Xi, scaring him so much that he didn't dare to say anything. He hurriedly watched the competition. At this moment, the match had already begun. However, neither Canyang nor Scarface moved.
"What are the two people up there doing? Are they here for a competition or for a blind date?"
"That's right. In the first round, Du Feng came up to dance. This time, it's even more ridiculous. He's actually standing still."
Although Canyang was the disciple of the Azure Thearch, many people in the audience still expressed their dissatisfaction. Anyway, they were not participating in the competition, so they could talk whatever they wanted.
Canyang indeed didn't move. Scarface didn't move either, because both of them were gathering their strength. An arrow on the bowstring, ready to be shot, was the most terrifying state. At this moment, no one dared to move, because whoever moved first would become a live target, and the other person would be the arrow that had been waiting for a long time.
Accumulating power was a good thing, but these two had been accumulating power for too long. The audience was getting impatient.
The Yellow Emperor looked at the situation on the stage, then gently waved his hand, and a gust of wind struck the center of the stage. This gust of wind was like a fuse, instantly igniting the two people.
Canyang made his move, and his first move was the Canyang Finger that he was most familiar with. However, this time, the Canyang Finger wasn't a thin, transparent Qi. Instead, a bright red sun really rose behind him. To be precise, it was a setting sun.
A Canyang spread out in the water, and half of the river was rustling and the other half was red. The sun was setting in the west, and the sunlight shone on the surface of the river. One half of the river was red, and the other half was green. It was a beautiful scene.
At this moment, behind Canyang, there really was a setting sun hanging. This was the effect of accumulating power. The red light of the setting sun shone on the opposite Scarface. This time, it wasn't a problem with the transparent energy. Instead, it was the sun that was shooting out beams of red light like a cannon. Each beam of light was extremely destructive.
Wow, the Canyang Finger can actually be used like this. Why haven't I seen it before?
Du Feng had secretly learned the Canyang Finger before, and he felt that he had learned it quite well. However, now that he saw Canyang use this move, he felt that his imitation of the Canyang Finger was too weak. After all, Canyang had been practicing this since he was young, and he had a good inheritance.
Actually, Du Feng was thinking too much. It wasn't that the Canyang Finger had such an effect. The reason why the Canyang Finger had changed so much, and he had never seen it before, was because the Azure Emperor had modified it.
The Azure Emperor was the most experienced of the Five Emperors of the Heavenly Court. Back then, the Yellow Emperor had even written a poem, "If I Were the Azure Emperor One Day," to express his lofty aspirations. Unexpectedly, he also became an Immortal Emperor, and one of the Five Emperors of the Heavenly Court.
The Canyang Finger, which had been modified by the Azure Emperor, not only retained the penetrative power of the Canyang Finger, but also increased the attack frequency. Could the scar-faced contestant withstand such a vicious and continuous Canyang Finger?
In fact, at the same time that Canyang made his move, the scar-faced contestant also made his move. His body inexplicably bent. With his feet and head as the fulcrum, the middle of his body stretched backwards, like a drawn bow. What was even stranger was that his narrow saber was currently floating in the middle, like a nocked arrow.
At the same time that Canyang made his move, his body suddenly bounced back, and the narrow saber pierced into his body.
What the hell was he doing? Was he committing suicide in the arena? Everyone was confused, and they couldn't figure out what the scar-faced contestant was doing. Why did he bend his body like that, and then pierce his weapon into his body? He was the disciple of the Celestial Emperor. Even if he couldn't win, there was no need to do this.
The audience clearly thought too much, because in the next moment, a large number of small blue beads appeared in the scar-faced contestant's pocket.
On the third night of the ninth month, the dew was like a real pearl, and the moon was like a bow.
It turned out that this was a type of divine ability, and it was a type of divine ability that targeted Canyang. The Celestial Emperor seemed to have predicted that his disciple would fight with Canyang, so he specially modified this divine ability for him. As soon as this move was used, all the water vapor in the surroundings condensed into small ice balls, which shot out like marbles. The number was even larger than the red beam of light that Canyang had pointed at.
On one side was a red sun, and on the other was a blue moon. The two sides of the arena could be said to be a world of ice and fire.
"Pfft, pfft …"
The red beam of light hit the small blue ice balls, and the scorching temperature quickly melted the ice balls into water vapor. Then, it passed through the water vapor and continued forward. But immediately after, it encountered a second small ice ball, and a new wave of confrontation began.
The other red beams of light were the same, and in front of each of them was a large number of small blue ice balls waiting.
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