The state of thunder contained in the Wukui Shakes the Heavens immediately weakened; its might weakened significantly.
When Murong Chong, who was on the ground, saw the Wukui Tree and Xiao Chen descend from the sky, he revealed a cold and emotionless smile.
Xiao Chen was startled. He thought to himself, Oh no! Murong Chong actually cultivated two states, wind and cloud merging, the clouds borrowing the might of the wind. Xiao Chen's state of thunder was completely suppressed.
Murong Chong slowly stood up from the ground. A purple bolt of lightning appeared above the clouds, tearing through the dark arena.
"Hu!"
A gust of wind suddenly rose, and with a swoosh, the lightning fused with it, forming a terrifying purple tornado.
Murong Chong pointed his saber and the purple tornado immediately headed for Xiao Chen and the divine Wukui Tree. "Bang! Bang!
Bang! "
The berserk purple tornado merged the energy of wind and lightning. It had the attribute of lightning and the berserk of wind. Its might was equal to a Superior Grade Earth Ranked Martial Technique.
When the tornado struck the Wukui Tree, the two Martial Techniques that contained electricity radiated horrifying electricity. Silver snakes danced in the air, and the air was filled with electricity the size of small snakes.
Murong Chong struck the Wukui Tree a total of five times. Every time he struck, there would be a loud crackling sound. The color of Xiao Chen's divine Wukui Tree dimmed significantly.
After the fifth strike, the divine Wukui Tree that Xiao Chen materialized completely disappeared. Without the obstruction of the Wukui Tree, the horrifying purple tornado headed for Xiao Chen with a berserk aura.
"Retreat!"
With the state of thunder suppressed, Xiao Chen did not dare to clash head-on. He could only dodge first and activate the Windwalk Shoes. His speed reached the speed of sound as he retreated.
"Hu chi!"
Murong Chong's figure suddenly appeared beside the purple tornado. He moved erratically; he had the berserk nature of the wind and the ethereal nature of the clouds. When the two were combined, it was hard to catch him.
"Dang!"
A saber light hacked at Xiao Chen from a strange angle. Xiao Chen swung his saber to block. A berserk energy came from above and immediately shattered the state of thunder contained in the Saber Technique.
"Retreat again!"
Using this energy, Xiao Chen retreated again. His right hand, which held his saber, felt numb; he nearly lost his grip on his saber.
As Xiao Chen retreated continuously, the thunderclouds in the sky were suppressed by his opponent's state of wind and cloud. Murong Chong's aura flourished, turning the situation around in an instant.
"Give up. Although your state of thunder is pure, it has no chance against my state of wind.
Murong Chong's voice rang out in the air, following Murong Chong's erratic figure. It came from all directions, making it hard to tell where it came from. His voice lingered in the wind for a long time.
"Murong Chong is indeed Murong Chong. He actually hid himself so deeply. Aside from the Great Perfection state of wind, he also has the Great Perfection state of cloud. Most importantly, he merged them so perfectly. He truly lives up to his reputation as the top ranker of the Heavenly Saber Pavilion's Wind Cloud List."
"Ye Chen's state of thunder state. Ye Chen's State Thunder state. is. Ye has Chen." Chen Chen's Heaven. has.
"Looks like Murong Chong's undefeatable legend will continue for a while. Among the younger generation, at least in the Xihe Province, there is no one who can defeat him. In the entire Great Qin Nation, he can be ranked in the top three."
The situation was clear. Murong Chong, who had executed his state of cloud, had completely turned the situation around. The advantage that Xiao Chen had just gained was gone.
He could only passively be suppressed. Everyone believed that when Xiao Chen's state of thunder was compressed to the point where it completely disappeared, it would be the moment of his defeat.
A desolate expression flashed on Liu Ruyue's face. She was no longer worried about whether Xiao Chen could protect Qingyun Peak or not. She only hoped that he could survive.
Furthermore, she did not want him to lose the sharpness of a cultivator, especially the sharpness of a bladesman. This was what she was most worried about.
Even in such a situation, Xiao Chen's heart was still very calm. It was like there was a strange feeling in his heart. The surrounding discussions and Murong Chong's words did not affect him at all.
Xiao Chen's mind was very clear. He continued to think of a way to break out of this situation.
The reason why he was in such a passive state was undoubtedly because his state was suppressed. This was the first time he encountered such a situation.
Although he knew that states were important, he did not expect them to be this important. Without the support of a strong state, the Wukui Shakes the Heavens could not even compare to his opponent's purple tornado.
At this moment, even if Xiao Chen executed the sure-kill Martial Technique of the Wukui Saber Technique, it would be hard for him to achieve the might he expected. Without the support of a state, it would be hard for him to advance.
In the past seven days, Xiao Chen had put the cart before the horse. He should not have spent too much time practicing new Martial Techniques. Instead, he should have strengthened his own state.
Xiao Chen's state was not strong by itself. However, because he cultivated the Purple Thunder Divine Incantation, his state was much purer than a regular cultivator's. His peak Small Perfection state could suppress his opponent's Great Perfection state.
From the start of the duel, Xiao Chen was able to hold his own against Murong Chong, whose cultivation was much higher than his. This was mainly because of this.
However, it was not too late to realize this. Even if he lost today, he had already gained a lot. His future would be much clearer.
"Bang!
Bang! "While Xiao Chen was thinking, his hands did not stop moving. He extended his Spiritual Sense and did his best to capture the erratic Murong Chong's figure, blocking all the Saber Techniques he sent at him.
In the sky, Xiao Chen's state of thunder had already been pushed to the final step. Only a patch of thunderclouds remained bitterly holding on. The surroundings were filled with churning white clouds infused with the state of wind.
The white clouds churned boundlessly, raising Murong Chong's aura to its peak. Murong Chong looked at Xiao Chen, who had already retreated to a corner. He said indifferently, "Let's end this. Three Moves of Wind and Cloud, Chasing Clouds and Chasing Lightning!"
Murong Chong roared ferociously. The horrifying purple tornado turned into a flood dragon about a hundred meters long. The dense dragon scales on the body of the flood dragon were clearly visible. It was like a real flood dragon.
White clouds floated around the flood dragon. With a 'shua' sound, it emerged from the clouds. It opened its mouth and spat out a strand of azure smoke. Then, it roared at Xiao Chen.
The berserk flood dragon's speed had already surpassed the speed of sound. It was very close to Mach 2. It did not give Xiao Chen any time to think before it arrived before him.
When the people in the arena saw the roaring flood dragon flying at Xiao Chen, they all sucked in a breath of cold air. Liu Ruyue could not help but stand up from her seat. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something. "Bang! Bang!
Bang! "
The instant the flood dragon swallowed up Xiao Chen, there was an intense explosion. A Blue Dragon circled around Xiao Chen's right arm.
Although the Blue Dragon was small, it was the Martial Spirit of an ancient Holy Beast. It was the real deal. No matter how realistic the small flood dragon was, it was just a fake dragon.
How could it be a match for a real dragon? The Blue Dragon immediately broke it apart and exploded into a shockwave.
After the Blue Dragon broke apart the Chasing Clouds and Chasing Lightning, it had not used up all the energy it contained. It opened its mouth and let out a resounding dragon roar. The might of a Holy Beast spread throughout the entire arena.
All the cultivators in the spectator stands felt their hearts tremble. This dragon roar actually contained the might of a Holy Emperor.
Murong Chong frowned and condensed a berserk wind wall to block in front of him. He wanted to block this attack.
The Blue Dragon Martial Spirit hidden in the three-hundred-odd acupoints of his body was Xiao Chen's true trump card. However, Xiao Chen would not use this trump card unless he had no other choice.
The Blue Dragon Martial Spirit had disappeared for a thousand years. It was a mysterious existence. If the identity of the Blue Dragon Martial Spirit was made known, it might cause some unnecessary waves.
However, Murong Chong's earlier move was too dangerous. Xiao Chen, whose state was suppressed, had no other way to block or dodge. There was no other way to block it, nor was there any way to avoid it. He could only take out this trump card. Otherwise, he might die from this move.
In the sky, the surging white clouds that had been suppressing Xiao Chen's state of thunder unexpectedly started to shrink back. The Holy Might contained in the dragon roar actually forced back Murong Chong's state. "Bang! Bang!
Bang! "
The Blue Dragon broke through the wind wall that Murong Chong laid and gave off a piercing screech. Seeing that the wind wall could not block the Blue Dragon, Murong Chong made a prompt decision and quickly retreated.
Murong Chong's figure flickered in the air. With every step he took, he laid down a wall of wind. The Blue Dragon seemed to have a life of its own as it chased after him, not letting up.
The Blue Dragon chased for more than a kilometer before it ran out of energy and turned into nothingness, disappearing into the air.
"The Azure Dragon actually contains a holy might. What is going on? Could it be that his Martial Spirit is also inherited from the Ancient Era?" After Murong Chong landed, he finally heaved a sigh of relief. However, he was filled with doubts.
"Rumble …!"
Just at this moment, the muffled thunder that had lingered in the arena for a long time resounded again. Xiao Chen's state of thunder reached its peak once again.
Murong Chong's expression changed. He saw that the originally small patch of thunderclouds in the sky was now standing on equal footing with his white clouds. They each stood on one side of the arena, not giving way at all.
This was the final decisive moment. Xiao Chen did not want to give his opponent another chance to force back his state.
"Wukui Breaks the Heavens!"
Xiao Chen shouted and a loud clap of thunder resounded. The ancient divine Wukui Tree above Xiao Chen's head grew rapidly as the thunder roared.
The instant the divine Wukui Tree finished growing, a resplendent saber pillar soared up from the saber. It soared into the sky and quickly elongated. It was like it was going to break the sky and shatter the ground.
Damn it! Murong Chong's expression turned sullen. He had not expected Xiao Chen to turn the situation where he was bound to lose into such a draw.
However, there was no time for Murong Chong to think. That resplendent pillar of light contained the horrifying state of thunder quickly headed for him.
"Three Moves of Wind and Cloud, Parting Clouds Revealing the Sky!"
Murong Chong roared ferociously. His long hair and clothes fluttered, and a strong wind blew around him. The white clouds in the sky drifted.
A resplendent pillar of light lit up on the saber as well. It carried the state of wind and cloud as it clashed with Xiao Chen's Wukui Breaks the Heavens.
Two pillars of light, one white and one purple, quickly pulled apart. After a while, they crashed into each other.
"Bang!"
When the two pillars of light clashed, a huge whirlpool of primal chaos appeared on the ground. It immediately blasted a large hole in the ground.
A large amount of dust flew into the air from the hole. A visible shockwave spread out in all directions, blowing away all the dust on the arena.
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