At this moment, other than the rumbling of the sea of flames, there was no other sound. Almost everyone's gazes were gathered in one place …
It was a young man whose body was covered in bright golden light. He was like a golden-armored war god as he stood in the sea of fire. The torrential flames pounced towards him, but they were all destroyed by the aura around him. The most eye-catching thing was the huge sword in his hand.
It was a huge pitch-black sword. The black color wasn't pure. On the contrary, it was somewhat dusky. It was just that it wasn't too obvious. However, it was this impure pitch-black that emitted a heavy aura that could devour everything. It made people feel as if there was a great mountain pressing down on their chests, making it hard for them to breathe.
Moreover, on the surface of the huge pitch-black sword, there was a faint layer of lightning. This layer of lightning was like a small spirit snake, randomly moving around, giving off a destructive impact that made people suffocate.
It was this sword that directly shattered the dragon that Xie Yandong had condensed with the True Meaning of Fire.
"Could it be a Spirit Weapon?"
Everyone was doubtful because they couldn't see through what kind of energy was used to form the huge sword. Adding on the layer of lightning around the huge sword, using a Spiritual Artifact to explain it was indeed possible.
Even the representatives of the various Extraordinary Powers and the elder at the entrance of the palace were the same. They frowned and revealed a pondering expression, as if trying to determine whether it was energy or Spirit Weapon.
If it was energy, then it couldn't be explained. Because, how could there be two different types of energy in a person's body?
Therefore, even the elder at the entrance of the palace had a deep doubt in his eyes.
Because, Feng Hao had used the 'Polarity of Lightning' in his Martial Yuan vortex. Two different types of energy definitely couldn't fuse into one. This was certain.
Throughout the countless years, it was unknown how many times the sages of the Elysium had experimented. Moreover, they had also found people who were born with two types of physiques. However, even under the protection of the sages, in the end, they still died from the clash of the two types of energy. Even if they didn't die, they wouldn't be able to achieve anything. Therefore, in the end, they all gave up. From this experience, they concluded that two tigers cannot live in one body.
"Spirit weapon."
The elder found that no matter how he looked at it, it did not seem like it at all. This was most likely some sort of Secret Skill, and he muttered, "It should be some sort of special Secret Skill."
Although it was hard to explain, it was the only explanation.
"Brother Hao is so great."
Joan Of Arc came back to her senses and shouted loudly. Her face was full of excitement. If the situation allowed, she really wanted to throw herself into Feng Hao's arms and enjoy his love.
In addition, the ancestor of the Feng Clan, Feng Chen, and his wife were all indescribably excited. Their lips trembled and they couldn't say a word.
Just now, they had heard the discussions of the people around them. Feng Hao's opponent was someone who had the Fire God Physique from the Mythological Era. That kind of godly ability was unparalleled, but Feng Hao still won easily.
There were even more things that could be said about this matter …
Could it be that he would become a person above the gods?
However, after thinking about it for a while, everyone couldn't help but shake their heads frantically and shake this unrealistic thought out of their minds. They only thought that Feng Hao was a little special. Perhaps, he had obtained a great opportunity and mastered some kind of powerful Saint Skill.
…
"I've lost."
The flames on Xie Yandong's body slowly dissipated. His expression became even more dispirited. His eyes were dim and his words were somewhat bitter.
Indeed, he had forced out some of Feng Hao's trump cards. However, he didn't think that he would lose so miserably … He even suspected that Feng Hao hadn't used his full strength. If this sword was a little more powerful, he would have been split in half.
Of course, this didn't mean that he didn't have the strength to resist. It was just that he didn't want to reveal too many of his trump cards. Moreover, he understood very well that it wasn't that he wasn't strong enough, but that his opponent was too strong. The giant sword in Feng Hao's hand made him unable to continue. He knew that even if he used his last trump card, he might not be able to defeat Feng Hao. Therefore, he might as well admit defeat.
Moreover, there was nothing to be ashamed of. It was just that he had lost. Just now, he was abused even more miserably at the Dragon Moon Pass.
"Yes."
Feng Hao was also stunned by Xie Yandong's sudden surrender. He was still secretly gathering his power and wanted to have an all-out battle. However, Xie Yandong didn't come. This made him feel slightly regretful.
He knew that Xie Yandong's true strength was definitely not limited to this. This was merely a common technique that Xie Yandong used. He hadn't even used his real trump card.
"Hehe, I'm not that big idiot. I don't have the tendency to be abused. I don't want to be beaten up by you for nothing."
Xie Yandong's spirit was lifted. He chuckled and waved his hand. Without saying anything, he jumped down. He seemed rather carefree.
A defeat was a defeat. In these few years, he had been pestered by that guy with the Ancient Underworld Emperor Body. How could he have suffered so little? Therefore, he didn't care too much about it.
"Hua …"
His sudden surrender caused a huge uproar. Everyone had a look of disbelief on their faces. Even Xie Xie had a look of astonishment on his face. He didn't understand why he would do that.
Every genius had a prideful personality. They wouldn't allow anyone to stand above them. They wouldn't stop until their heads bled. However, Ye Xiwen's actions were a little different. It was as if he didn't care much about his own glory.
However, after thinking about it carefully, there was no need for him to fight to the death. He already had the Divine Fire Body. There was no doubt that he was powerful. Even if he surrendered, who would dare to say that he was weak?
On the contrary, many people of the older generation looked at him in a different light.
A person who wasn't impulsive could be considered to be truly mature and sensible.
"At least you're sensible."
Seeing Xie Yandong walk over with an embarrassed smile, Joan Of Arc and the other two girls glared at him fiercely.
Needless to say, this was also one of the reasons.
He knew that the little princess of the Yan family wasn't someone to be trifled with. If he angered her, it would definitely not end well for him.
"This is getting interesting …"
In the square, Xue Mo raised his head slightly and looked at Fenghao, who was in the arena. The corner of his mouth curled into a slight arc as he muttered faintly. He was still calm and composed, without the slightest change in expression. This caused him to appear somewhat out of place compared to the people around him.
In fact, although he had always appeared to be gentle, he had always had a domineering aura. It was as if he was a god that looked down on the world. He believed that everything in the world was under his control. This made others not dare to get close to him.
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