"Ice Sky Crack Cut!"
The Ice Break Fist Art was a top rank Earth Realm fist art. There were fourteen movements in total, and the last three killing movements were extremely hard to train. Until now, Bing Ling could barely perform the third last movement, the Ice Crystal Fist. Although this Ice Sky Crack Cut was not a killing movement, its power was way more powerful than the Ice Break Art, and was only weaker than the top three killing movements.
Swoosh!
The perfect ice blade appeared in front of Bing Ling's body. After a slight pause, it flew out with a power that seemed to be able to cut through the air. Because of its high speed and low temperature, it actually left a white ice trail in the air, which was beautiful and dangerous.
Murong Qingcheng did not dare to underestimate the ice blade. She reached out both of her hands and gripped in the air. The Sky Demon Power Field burst out.
Squeak …
The ice blade's speed suddenly slowed down, and its surface started to twist slightly.
"Break!"
Murong Qingcheng saw Bing Ling's movement again, so she frowned. Her Sky Demon Zhen Qi disappeared like water, turning into the invisible Sky Demon Power Field.
Bang! Ice shards flew everywhere. Right then, Bing Ling had already prepared a new ace attack, which was the Ice Spirit Exploding Spell that she had used on Ye Chen.
The crystal ice ball spun faster, shooting towards Murong Qingcheng as fast as lightning.
"Sky Demon Palm Print! Destroy!"
Although Murong Qingcheng had never experienced the power of the Ice Spirit Exploding Spell herself, but from the battle between Bing Ling and Ye Chen, she could tell that it was definitely not a normal ace attack. It was a killing attack. The Sky Demon Power Field could defend against that explosive power, but it could not defend against the horrifying low temperature. Without thinking about it, she immediately canceled the Sky Demon Power Field and poured all of her zhen Qi into her right arm. Her slim palm carried a power that was as deep as the ocean and attacked in the air.
Boom!
In front of his palm, all the ice crystals within a hundred meters floated up and turned into nothingness. The ice ball, on the other hand, seemed to have sunk into a swamp, and its speed slowed to a terrifying degree. Then, it exploded with a bang and was completely annihilated.
If it was in the past, Murong Qingcheng would consume too much of her True Qi after using this move, and her combat power would be sharply reduced. However, since the Great Heavenly Devil Technique had been upgraded to the tenth stage, she could now easily use the Great Heavenly Devil Palm Print, and the consumption of True Qi was no more than 10% of her total True Qi.
"Demonic Palm Print, Heaven's Rebuke!"
Before she retracted her right palm, Murong Qingcheng's left hand struck out.
A shocking scene happened. Bing Ling seemed to be repelled by this space. Her whole body was thrown out uncontrollably, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
Her body twisted a couple of times in the air before Bing Ling landed on the ground steadily. She said, "The Great Heavenly Devil Art is indeed worthy of its reputation. I have lost."
The Sky Flying Demon Martial School had two top martial arts, one was the Sky Demon Art, and the other was the Great Heavenly Devil Art. The Sky Demon Art was good at seeing through weaknesses and killing with one attack. The Great Heavenly Devil Art was a martial art that mainly focused on attacking. Not only could it train the Sky Demon Power Field, it also contained the accompanying martial art, the Great Heavenly Devil Palm Print. Among all the top rank Earth Realm martial arts in the South Rudra Region, it was one of the top ones, and extremely hard to train.
Although Bing Ling's Ice Break Fist Art was powerful, the Great Heavenly Devil Art was the bane of it. Bing Ling Ling could not even get close to Murong Qingcheng.
"Thank you for letting me win." Murong Qingcheng held her fists together.
As the two got off the stage, the audience seating was still very lively. Four of the top ten seeded contestants had already been eliminated, and there were still six contestants left for this round. Among the six, five of them were super popular, such as Sikong Sheng, Yan Chihuo, Li Daoxuan, Lin Yun, and Ye Chen. As for Mo Yan, because he had lost to Tuo Baku, his popularity had dropped drastically, and he was not as popular among the top young warriors.
"The fifteenth battle, Li Daoxuan against Yan Chihuo."
Wooo!
The battling field was silent for a second, then a shocking wave of voices exploded.
Yan Chihuo was ranked second in the last Hidden Dragon Rank, and was the No.1 blade artist among the young generation in the South Rudra Region. His blade art was extremely powerful and aggressive. Even the older generation of blade artists could not compete with him.
Before Ye Chen showed up, Li Daoxuan was the No.1 sword artist among the young generation in the South Rudra Region. His sword art was sharp and ruthless, and he could kill with every movement he made. He was called the Emotionless Sword Artist.
One was the No.1 blade artist, and the other was the No.1 sword artist. The battle between the two could ignite the blood in the hearts of the warriors watching the battle. A lot of people felt their throats go dry, their eyes wide open as they stared at the two on the stage.
"You and I have not fought for three years. I wonder if your Emotionless Sword Art could break my blade art." If Sikong Sheng was the king warrior among the young generation, then the Fire Spirit Prince, Yan Chihuo, would undoubtedly be the tyrant warrior among the young generation. His aggressiveness was born naturally, and he could look down on the whole world.
"We will know after we try!"
Li Daoxuan was wearing blue robes, looking very skinny. Standing there, he looked like he could be blown away by a gust of wind. However, once his sword appeared in his hand, a sharp and ruthless sword intent spread out. The whole world seemed to be covered by his sword intent, cutting everything in its way.
Yan Chihuo glanced at Li Daoxuan and said proudly, "Three years ago, you were not my opponent, and three years later, you will not be my opponent either. Right now, I will let you attack for three times. Within these three attacks, I will not take out my blade. If you can win even one or two attacks from me, I would not mind losing to you."
Li Daoxuan frowned, "There is no need to let me win. I will let you take out your blade for the first attack."
"Haha, bring it on then! If I cannot even let you have three attacks, how could I compete for the No.1? " Without saying a word, the blade aura around Yan Chihuo's body had increased a little bit. His blade was not out of its scabbard yet, but it gave people the feeling of a long blade piercing through the air, which was extremely aggressive.
Clang!
Li Daoxuan's sword had been taken out of its scabbard. The blade could not be seen, only a faint sword light could be seen sweeping out and flashing.
"Break for me!"
Yan Chihuo shouted loudly. His red zhen Qi shot up into the sky, turning into a huge burning blade that was thirty meters long, and slashed heavily in the air.
The sword light was like the wind, invisible and formless. Although Yan Chihuo's burning huge blade, which was made of zhen Qi, had shattered the sword light instantly, but in the next second, the sword light had gathered together again, slicing towards his opponent's face.
"En! Such a sharp sword move, and such a strange wind mentality! " Ye Chen squinted his eyes. The sword light that Li Daoxuan had waved out was like a gust of wind. Even if the wind dispersed, it was still the wind. Or, it could be said that the wind would never disperse, it would always be there.
"So what if you have the wind mentality? Help me with my blade aura!"
Yan Chihuo's right hand sucked in the air, and the sword light was pulled over. Immediately, beams of red blade light shot out from his palm. The blade light was like fire. After swallowing Li Daoxuan's sword light, it became even more powerful, and rushed back towards Li Daoxuan like a forest fire.
Once this move was performed, half of the top young warriors' expressions suddenly changed. How overbearing was this? He had taken the opponent's attack as his own.
Li Daoxuan's expression was extremely serious. After three years, Yan Chihuo's blade art had reached an incredible level. Just relying on the wind mentality would not be able to force him to use his real power.
"Kill!"
Once the emotionless sword art was performed, Li Daoxuan had thrown away all his emotions. He was like an ancient well without any ripples. His sword did not have any emotions either. All it had was an endless sharp light, cutting everything in front of it.
"Break it for me just the same!"
Without taking out his long blade, Yan Chihuo's attacking power had been reduced drastically. Facing Li Daoxuan's second sword attack, he pushed his spirit, qi, and soul to the peak. Using both of his arms as blades and both of his hands as blades, each of them had thrown out a couple of meters long red blade light, clashing together in the air.
Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!
Shoo! The surface of the platform was instantly filled with hundreds of holes. Sword Qi and blade Qi were flying everywhere like a hornet's nest had exploded, which was extremely spectacular.
"The third sword attack … Kill!"
Once this sword attack had been performed, the air had strangely calmed down. The sword light pointed right at Yan Chihuo.
Yan Chihuo kept backing out. He had let Li Daoxuan attack three times, not only because he was confident, but also because he wanted to challenge his own limit. If he could handle three sword attacks from Li Daoxuan safely, then he would be qualified to challenge Sikong Sheng. Otherwise, there would be no need to even talk about challenging Sikong Sheng.
This sword attack from Li Daoxuan was extremely sharp and sharp. No matter where Yan Chihuo backed out to, he felt like he was being stabbed by a needle, making his hair stand up.
Shoo!
Right then, Yan Chihuo was finally ready to use his great blade. Without taking it out of the scabbard, he directly threw out a horizontal attack with the blade still in the scabbard. That red blade light spread out, giving people a horrifying illusion of a volcano eruption and lava shooting up into the sky. It clashed with that heart-piercing sword light.
Boom!
Two colors appeared on the three hundred meters long battling platform. One was a light silver color, and the other was an endless red color. They were clearly separated, and neither of them was willing to give in to the other.
Right then, everyone held their breaths and did not even blink their eyes, afraid that they would miss the most crucial moment. In their eyes, Yan Chihuo was unbelievably powerful. Without taking out his great blade, he was able to handle three sword attacks from Li Daoxuan without falling into a disadvantage. It was indeed horrifying.
Ye Chen's opinion was slightly different from everyone else's. Although Yan Chihuo's blade art was powerful, Li Daoxuan was not bad either. The reason why Yan Chihuo was able to handle three sword attacks from Li Daoxuan was not only because of his extremely powerful power, but also because he knew everything about Li Daoxuan. If it were another unfamiliar sword artist who was at the same level as Li Daoxuan, Yan Chihuo would not have been so careless. Besides these reasons, there was another reason. As everyone knew, three attacks was neither too long nor too short. When two equally powerful sword artists and blade artists were fighting against each other, if one of them did not carry a blade, then his attacking power would be greatly reduced. However, it would not be a problem for him to hold out for three attacks, since he still had the mentality of his blade art. What he lacked was only the attacking power and aura. It would be impossible for one of them to lose immediately without a weapon.
Of course, Yan Chihuo's power was that he did not fall into a disadvantage within three attacks. The number two of the last Hidden Dragon Rank was indeed not a normal warrior.
"Three sword attacks have passed!"
Three sword attacks were already Yan Chihuo's limit. He took out his great blade without any hesitation and continued to attack along with his previous blade aura. He had pushed the mentality of volcano eruption to another level, which had shattered Li Daoxuan's sword aura within a second. It was like a flood that had opened the floodgates, rushing towards Yan Chihuo.
"Empty Kill!"
In the previous three sword attacks, Li Daoxuan did not seem to hold back at all. However, facing a blade artist who did not even take out his blade, his attacking power had subconsciously weakened a lot. Maybe he thought that it was not a fair win. Right then, as Yan Chihuo threw out his blade attack, Li Daoxuan's sword aura had reached another level, his sword intent surging. Ding!
Dang! Dang!
Within a couple of blinks of an eye, the two had exchanged dozens of attacks. Burning sparks flew everywhere, and no one could even see where the two of them were. That kind of soul-stirring battle had even made the audience forget to breathe, their faces turning red.
The sparks did not disappear, and the two had exchanged more and more attacks at a higher frequency. For the first time, Mo Yan, who had been operating his Sky Demon Eyes, felt a bit sore in his eyes.
Swoosh!
A human shadow flew out; it was Li Daoxuan. There was a burnt mark on his shoulder, and his clothes had been burned into ashes.
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