"Sikong Sheng, take another attack of mine! Blood Flame Break!"
Just when everyone thought that the battle had come to an end, Lin Yun, who was still flying backward, waved his right hand in the air. All of the blood that had spilled out gathered into a pile. Under the burning of the dark red flame, it made a cracking sound before turning into a bloody spear tip, shooting towards Sikong Sheng.
Shoo!
The blood condensed spear tip was extremely fast. It was like a beam of bloody lightning, shooting out in front of Sikong Sheng within a second.
Sikong Sheng looked a bit surprised as he threw out a punch onto the tip of the spear.
Swoosh!
The tip of the spear had been shattered. The blood red flame expanded rapidly in the air, devouring Sikong Sheng completely.
"What? Lin Yun still has this kind of attack?" There were a lot of Clasping Yuan Realm warriors who were able to compete with or even kill rank 6 tyrant beasts. They could tell with one glance that Lin Yun's ace attack could kill any rank 6 tyrant beasts within a second. That blood red flame was not a normal flame either. It was a special flame that had been infused with the power of blood, which was extremely sticky.
Sikong Sheng's protective zhen Qi layer had been melted by the blood red flame. It was like a pile of snow in the winter, or a block of ice in the early spring.
Stumbling onto the platform, Lin Yun reached out his hand and wiped off the blood on the corner of his mouth. He chuckled and said, "This attack is a killing attack that I had specially modified for you. It is your honor to be defeated by this attack."
"Lin Yun, do you really think that you can beat me with this attack? You have overestimated yourself."
Wrapped in the flame, Sikong Sheng's right hand, which had been behind his back, finally reached out. That hand was long and powerful, and there was nothing special about it. However, when the five fingers of that right hand opened up, the space around it started to shake drastically. It was like what he had opened up was not his fingers, but the whole sky.
The burning blood colored flame started to spin and shrink crazily with that hand as the center. It eventually shrunk into an egg-sized blood colored fireball, landing on top of Sikong Sheng's palm. It was less than half an inch away from the center of his palm.
Pooh!
Sikong Sheng clenched his fist, and the fireball turned into a beam of blue smoke before disappearing.
Raising his face, Sikong Sheng's eyes were like gods as he stared at Lin Yun and said, "The winner has been decided. Do you still want to fight?"
"Hmph, you're good." A reluctant look flashed through Lin Yun's face. He had prepared for this attack for a long time, but it still could not do anything to Sikong Sheng. Although he still had other ace attacks, they were not as powerful as the Blood Fire Break. It would be a waste to expose his ace attack. 'Never mind, if I can't fight for the first place, then I will fight for the second place.'
The dragon-shaped shadow on Sikong Sheng's body was twenty-four meters long, but after devouring Lin Yun's dragon fountain Qi, it had instantly reached twenty-six meters, which was getting closer and closer to ninety meters.
"Sikong Sheng's power is still overwhelming. Even Lin Yun could not pose any threat to him. I wonder who else in this Rank would be able to fight against him for real."
"Yeah! If I can't see the pinnacle battles, it will be quite boring. "
"Yan Chihuo should be able to make him take it seriously. As for the undefeated Ye Chen, it's hard to say for now. Only when he becomes the number one swordsman of the younger generation will he have the basic qualifications."
"Ye Chen might not be able to win against Li Daoxuan, not to mention Sikong Sheng. Fifty percent of his sword intent is still too weak after all. He might not be able to win against Li Daoxuan, not to mention Sikong Sheng."
"Right now, it is still too early to talk about this. The sixty-third round is about to end. Perhaps we will be able to see something in the sixty-fourth round."
The battle between Sikong Sheng and Lin Yun was not that intense. Everyone was still looking forward to the next round of battles.
Soon, the sixty-third round had ended. The sixty-fourth round did not start right away, as some of the wounded young warriors needed to recover their energy and injuries, especially the top young warriors.
Right then, the power of the martial institutions had been revealed. Bing Ling, Li Daoxuan, and Lin Yun had only been slightly wounded, but the pellets they had used were worth tens of thousands of mid rank soul stones. Combined with the healing from the Sea of Souls Realm warriors, they had all been healed within two hours. As for Mo Yan, he had only been wounded on the skin, so it would not be a big deal even if he did not need to be healed.
After two hours, the sixty-fourth round had begun.
In the first six battles, it was not the top young warriors' turn yet. In the seventh round, Li Daoxuan was the first one to fight. His opponent was Mo Yan, who had lost to Ye Chen in the last round.
Facing Li Daoxuan, Mo Yan finally did not have to worry about anything anymore. Before, he had lost to Tuo Baku and Ye Chen, and most of the reasons were because he had been suppressed. Tuo Baku's defense had made his Sky Demon Eyes useless, and Ye Chen's ability to see through the weaknesses of his attacks had also made him lose. Although Li Daoxuan was extremely powerful, and was not weaker than Tuo Baku and Ye Chen, as long as he was not suppressed, he would be able to perform his Sky Demon Eyes as much as he wanted, attacking the weaknesses that he was good at.
"Mysterious Spirit Seven Finger!"
His body was like a ghost as Mo Yan walked around Li Daoxuan. No one could see his body clearly. He held up his index and middle fingers together, continuously pointing at Mo Yan's weaknesses.
"Kill!"
Five beams of sword light flashed through, and the finger light had been cut open one after another. Li Daoxuan extended his body, and his sword intent spread out, locking onto Mo Yan's general location. He threw out a sword attack.
The black qi flow was torn apart like a piece of cloth, and Mo Yan's body was exposed. He stepped back with both of his feet, shooting out five beams of finger light in a row, shattering that sharp sword qi.
"Kill!"
Once he performed his Emotionless Sword Art's ace attack, the air had strangely calmed down. A light sword light that was as calm as water appeared faintly, pointing right at Mo Yan's vital parts.
Mo Yan knew how horrifying this sword attack was. The dark red light in his pupils had been condensed to its extreme. He scanned through the air and found three unbalanced spots in the air. Without any hesitation, he shot out his finger light, landing on those three spots. Pooh!
Pooh! Pooh!
The light veil was taken off, and the sword light was exposed, attacking over heavily.
Shoo!
The clothes on Mo Yan's shoulder had been cut open. Tiny drops of blood leaked out of his skin and rolled down.
"Sky Kill!"
After successfully shattering or dodging Li Daoxuan's first two sword attacks, Mo Yan's confidence had been boosted, and his aura had become even stronger. However, when Li Daoxuan threw out the third sword attack, Mo Yan frowned. This sword attack did not have any sword light at all, nor did it have any sword qi. There were only tiny patterns that spread out in all directions. It seemed like there was sword light everywhere, but there were also sword lights everywhere.
"How should I defend against it?"
Mo Yan had a question in his mind. Thoughts flashed through his mind at lightning speed.
"You lost!" Right then, Li Daoxuan's voice came from right next to his ears. At the same time, he could feel a bone-piercing sharpness. Mo Yan turned his head and saw a great sword that was shining with a cold light was less than an inch away from him. The invisible sharp light on the tip of the sword had cut off a few hairs on his body.
"What is going on? Could it be a fake attack?"
"I can't tell either. Besides some slight vibrations in the air, there was no attack at all. I think it was just to confuse Mo Yan."
"Even Mo Yan's Sky Demon Eyes could not see through it. Whether it was a fake attack or not, it was horrifying enough."
Everyone could not tell what was going on, so they started to discuss.
Yan Chihuo, who had fought against Li Daoxuan before, twitched his mouth but did not say anything. Li Daoxuan had used this attack on him before.
Hearing everyone's discussion, Ye Chen slightly shook his head. It was definitely not a fake attack. It was a real killing attack, and it was a killing attack that had two layers of attacks stacked on top of each other. One was fake while the other was real; one was in the light while the other was in the dark. When you were attracted by the attack in the light, the killing attack in the dark would come right after. When you ignored the attack in the light, then the seemingly fake attack would become a horrifying killing attack.
This was a sword attack that was close to perfection. It had to be broken in all aspects, or else it would be unbreakable.
Thinking about that, Ye Chen could not help but glance at Yan Chihuo. Before, when the two were battling, Li Daoxuan's sword speed was extremely fast, and it was hard for him to see through it. After all, everyone had their own limit, and so did Ye Chen. If he could break all kinds of attacks, then it would be too crazy, since he was not that powerful yet. Yan Chihuo was facing Li Daoxuan's Sky Kill sword attack and had broken it with one blade attack. His power was way more horrifying than anyone had imagined, which was completely different from his previous aggressive and aggressive style.
Being rough but also careful, that was what a powerful blade artist should have. Yan Chihuo was the number one blade artist among the young generation in the whole South Zhuo Region. He was definitely worthy of that title. Wei Renjie, who was known as the blade master of the young generation, was still one or two levels lower than him.
Awooo!
After devouring Mo Yan's dragon fountain Qi, Li Daoxuan had been beaten by Yan Chihuo. His dragon shadow, which had shrunk to twenty-three meters, had grown again to twenty-six meters.
Mo Yan, who had walked off the stage, looked a bit tired. Including Li Daoxuan, he had already lost three times. The first two were against Tuo Baku and Ye Chen. Even if he only lost two more battles, he would not be able to get into the top five of the Hidden Dragon Rank. He would not be able to beat Sikong Sheng for sure, and neither would Yan Chihuo. Murong Qingcheng and Lin Yun were also extremely dangerous. He did not even have a fifty percent chance of winning.
After three battles, the second pair of top young warriors got on the stage.
"Haha, I did not have enough fun in the Black Dragon Empire. This time, I will try my best." Tuo Baku laughed out loud the second he got on the stage. His opponent was none other than Ye Chen.
Ye Chen smiled, "I would like to see your full power as well."
"Come on then! Ruin Eighteen Fist Art! "
In Tuo Baku's eyes, Ye Chen was the most powerful warrior among the young generation besides Sikong Sheng. He did not dare to hide his power at all. His eleventh level of defensive martial art had been fully used. His zhen Qi shot up into the sky as he threw out a punch towards Ye Chen crazily. It was obviously more powerful than when he was fighting against Mo Yan.
Pouring fifty percent of his sword intent into the Sky Shattering Clouds poetic perspective, Ye Chen's body turned into a blur as he flashed to the weakest part of the fist aura. He then held his sword with both of his hands and threw out a sword attack with the power of thunder and lightning. It was his most powerful sword attack with fifty percent of his sword intent, which was also more powerful than before.
Pooh!
His protective zhen Qi layer had been bitten into pieces by Tuo Baku's Brutal Dragon Movement. Ye Chen tightened his left hand into a fist and punched out the dragon-shaped fist power a little bit. It had only brushed past his body. As for his sword attack, it had completely landed on Tuo Baku's body, shattering his protective zhen Qi layer.
His clothes had been torn apart, and a long white mark appeared on Tuo Baku's chest. He laughed and said, "Powerful enough. Too bad, it still could not break through my defense. Ruin Dragon Attack!"
This time, all of Tuo Baku's fist power had turned into dragon shapes. Countless dragon-shaped Qi streams rushed towards Ye Chen like a group of dragons dancing in the air.
Whoo!
Ye Chen, who was floating in the air, shook his body. A powerful invisible sharp light spread out, shaking the air and bringing up waves of pattern.
Sixty percent sword intent exploded!
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