Song Qingyuan pinched a strange spell with his left hand. As his five fingers opened and closed, it was as if frost was condensed, but also as if flames were soaring, perfectly combining movement and stillness.
His right index and middle fingers were pinched together, pinching a sword spell. He did not point them at Tiny Tot, but at the center of his eyebrows.
Seeing his action, the disciples of the Tianchi Sect were the first to explode. Everyone stared at Song Qingyuan in the Hidden Dragon Pot.
"Ice and Fire Invisible Sword Qi!" A voice exclaimed. Because the emotions were too excited, it sounded like a scream.
All the cultivators of the Tianchi Sect looked at their sect leader, Cao Wei, "Ice and Fire Invisible Sword Qi, that's the unique skill created by the sect leader. Even the Ice and Fire Elders don't know it!"
Mu Jihai, who had always regarded Song Qingyuan as his competitive target, seemed to have his soul pulled out of his body at this time. He was lost and stared at Song Qingyuan blankly. After a long while, he came back to his senses and shouted, "Impossible! He must be putting on a show! "
Only by convincing himself like this could Mu Jihai ensure that he would not have a mental breakdown.
Because if Song Qingyuan really cultivated the Ice and Fire Invisible Sword Qi, it meant that he was not on the same level as Mu Jihai at all. Mu Jihai's hard work, competition, pride and self-esteem all became a joke.
Moreover, it was a bad joke that could not make people laugh. It would only make people feel pity and even disdain.
However, Song Qingyuan was destined to give Mu Jihai a heavy blow today. The pressure brought by Tiny Tot forced him to not dare to hold back at all. He directly took out his trump card.
After confirming that Song Qingyuan had displayed the Ice and Fire Invisible Sword Qi, a Yuanying ancestor of the Tianchi Sect said decisively, "He won!"
Cao Wei looked at the Hidden Dragon Pot calmly and nodded slightly. If it was not for this move, he would not be confident that Song Qingyuan would have a 60% chance of winning.
This was not only his confidence in his disciple, but also Cao Wei's confidence in himself.
In the Hidden Dragon Pot, Song Qingyuan pointed at the center of his eyebrows. Endless frost froze his whole body, as if he had turned into an ancient iceberg.
In the next moment, the top of the ice mountain shattered with a loud bang. Like a volcanic eruption, endless flames and lava spewed out from the top of the mountain towards the sky.
The iceberg continued to evaporate, and the raging flames danced in the air. Both of them quickly turned into two streams of smoke, one red and one blue. Then, the two streams of smoke merged into one and disappeared in the air, as if they had disappeared into thin air.
The blue sky and clear water in the Hidden Dragon Pot remained the same. Song Qingyuan's spell had disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.
However, not to mention the little guy inside the Hidden Dragon Pot, even the spectators outside the pot could faintly feel that within the vast heaven and earth inside the pot, there was a powerful energy fluctuation. It was as if the end of the world was coming, causing people to feel fear in their hearts.
It could not be seen, it could not be touched, it was formless, and it was without a trace. But you knew that the terrifying power really existed. Perhaps in the next moment, it would appear by your side and take your life, and you would not even be able to dodge or defend.
The little guy's gaze slightly congealed as he looked at the nearby Song Qingyuan who had a calm expression. The two of them looked at each other just like that.
Although they were only a few feet apart, the little guy could feel that before he could get close to Song Qingyuan, the invisible sword aura that densely covered the space would kill him first.
Although he could not see or feel the exact location of the sword aura, the little guy was still vigilant.
"Unless it's a top early stage Yuanying cultivator like Crown Prince Chongyun, with this sword art, he might be able to defeat an ordinary early stage Yuanying cultivator. If he has the help of his Yuanying magic tool, the Ice Soul Cold Light Mirror, he might even be able to kill an early stage Yuanying cultivator."
The little guy suddenly smiled: "Unfortunately, it can't do anything to me."
His small body walked towards Song Qingyuan step by step with a leisurely expression. Wind and thunder surged around his body, and finally gathered above his head, surging non-stop before disappearing.
In the little guy's eyes, there were countless rays of light flashing. At first, there were only storms and thunder, but later on, heaven and earth, water and fire, mountains and swamps, and the eight trigrams rose and fell one after another. Creation opened up, and endless Dao was born.
On top of the little guy's head, the wind and thunder disappeared, and in its place was a chaotic starry sky, as if it was the most primitive, newly created universe.
At this moment, the little guy's gaze was no longer on Song Qingyuan, but on the empty space in the distance.
Only Zhu Yi, who was outside the Hidden Dragon Pot, knew that the little guy's gaze was actually on him.
The little guy's voice was low as he muttered to himself: "Second senior brother, you have a magnificent article that can shake the ancients and dazzle the contemporaries, but I also have my own Mysterious Yellow Four Word Formula."
As the little guy walked forward, a cold light flashed in Song Qingyuan's eyes. With a sword art in his right hand, the entire space in the Hidden Dragon Pot trembled, and the surface of the Hidden Dragon Pot lit up with the light of a defensive restriction.
There was no sound, no fluctuation of magic power, and not a trace of anything in the air. However, everyone could feel that there was a terrifying force being led by Song Qingyuan, attacking towards the little guy.
The little guy finally turned his head at this time. Silently looking at Song Qingyuan, he raised his palm and suddenly clenched it in the air.
"Space!"
Following the little guy's light shout, the space around him swayed, and layers of space folded together, like a sparkling wall.
In these folds of space, one could vaguely feel an invisible force moving restlessly, like a trapped beast, but unable to break free.
The little guy walked forward, and said in a long voice: "Up and down, the four directions, called 'space', the vast heaven and earth, the infinite space, all under control."
As the little guy walked forward step by step, chanting word by word, a vast and boundless force that filled the four directions of the heaven and earth suppressed down. Even if Song Qingyuan's sword qi was invisible and formless, it was still suppressed to the point that it could not move.
There was a sword intent in the space, emitting a silent wail. That was the sword intent of Song Qingyuan's Ice and Fire Invisible Sword Qi. Under the suppression of the little guy, it was like a dragon trapped in shallow water, and no longer had its former glory.
Song Qingyuan's complexion changed greatly. He had to use all of his strength to display the Ice and Fire Twin Sword Qi. Right now, his sword intent was being suppressed by the little guy, and even his own essence energy was being suppressed. He could only struggle in vain.
At this moment, Song Qingyuan's usual calmness had completely disappeared. Within his sinister facial features, there was a faint trace of panic.
He never thought that even after using the Ice and Fire Invisible Sword Qi, he would still not be the little guy's opponent. This was completely beyond his imagination.
And at this moment, the little guy had already arrived in front of him, his calm gaze carrying an unquestionable domineering aura.
"The disciples of our generation of Xuanmen Tianzong, those who can compete with us, will always only be our own senior and junior brothers, the rest are all insignificant!"
Xiao Budian looked at Song Qingyuan and suddenly smiled. After that, he smashed out with his fist and directly blasted Song Qingyuan flying!
The Hidden Dragon Pot's protective barrier was activated at the same time, protecting Song Qingyuan, but at the same time, it also announced his failure.
The Heavenly Pool Sect's cultivators outside the pot were dead silent at this moment. All of them had cultivated for thousands of years, but at this moment, a feeling of helplessness rose in their hearts at the same time.
They really wanted to see their Sect Master Cao Wei, hoping that their Sect Master could give them something to rely on, and eliminate their feeling of weakness and powerlessness, but they did not dare to.
Reason told them that they must not provoke Cao Wei at this time.
They would pay attention to Cao Wei's feelings, but the others would not. The scene of the spell conference was faintly in chaos, and everyone could see the shocked expression in the eyes of others.
The little guy's previous performance made everyone think that there was a big gap between him and Zhu Yi, but now it seemed that, not considering the fact that Zhu Yi had just advanced to the middle stage of the Golden Elixir, the little guy's strength was not weaker than Zhu Yi's at all.
Zhao Yan said dumbfoundedly, "That … that is the power to control space? Although it is still immature, it contains a mysterious concept that even Yuanying cultivators may not be able to understand, right? "
Tao Yaoyao's expression was extremely solemn, but she did not answer Zhao Yan's question.
The strength of Xuanmen Tianzong's disciple once again shocked everyone.
Cao Wei stared at the Hidden Dragon Pot expressionlessly, as if he had turned into a statue.
"On behalf of my disciple, I thank Sect Master Cao for your generosity," Lin Feng said with a smile, "You are welcome to come again for a similar bet. You are welcome to come often."
"There are still two more matches left. Sect Master Cao, are you interested in two more rounds? Oh, that's right, before that, I'd like to ask Sect Leader Cao to clear the bet first. I remember Sect Leader Cao saying that you're a person who doesn't like to put things on credit. It just so happens that I'm such a person as well. "
Cao Wei finally moved. He turned around and stared fixedly at Lin Feng. After taking a deep breath, he said in a low voice, "If I'm willing to bet, I'm willing to lose. My Tian Chi Sect can afford to lose."
At the side, he thought of Northern Militant Zuoxian Prince's laughter, "Don't forget my Leng Hua You Mirror."
Although Huo Xiu did not say anything, he was standing there, so Cao Wei could not ignore him.
At this moment, even with Cao Wei's thousands of years of cultivation, anger surged up, and he had the urge to spit out blood.
Venerable Flowing Light's expression was solemn. Without saying a word, he threw the stone tablet with the mark of the Little Shang sword to Lin Feng. Venerable Gambling Zhuge Guang also gave a bitter smile and handed over his Eight Meridian Blood Ginseng.
Cao Wei's pair of Flying Snow Feathers carried the Bipolar Heaven Flower from the Tian Chi Mountain and would not arrive for a while.
But Lin Feng had already earned a lot. When Xiao Budian and Song Qingyuan came out of the Hidden Dragon Pot together and wanted him to fulfill the bet and hand over the Ice Soul Cold Light Mirror, Song Qingyuan, who had a gloomy expression, almost fainted from anger.
If it was not for the attention of the crowd, Song Qingyuan would definitely fight to the death with Xiao Budian. Even if he could not win, he would run. No matter what was said, he would not hand over the Ice Soul Cold Light Mirror. This was no different from digging out his own penis.
But with Lin Feng, Cao Wei, and a group of Primordial Spirit experts pressing down on him, Song Qingyuan could only helplessly hand over the magic tool. His eyes were filled with grief and despair like a young girl who had been gang-raped by hundreds of burly men over a thousand times.
Xiao Budian honestly and bluntly took the Ice Soul Cold Light Mirror. After looking at it, he smiled at Zhu Yi and said, "Second senior brother, now I have two Yuanying stage magic tools?"
Zhu Yi gave a noncommittal smile. Xiao Budian's next words made Song Qingyuan, who was already grieving, so angry that he directly vomited blood.
"This business is very good. Second senior brother, when you compete in a while, why don't you bet with Princess Xing Yun?"
When these words came out, everyone in the Great Qin Dynasty, including the three Primordial Spirit experts, darkened their faces.
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