"What? She didn't die!"
Seeing Xue Xinyue coughing out blood and struggling to stand up, Bing Qingchuan's smile froze. He couldn't believe what had just happened.
"Hmm … Mid-grade Heaven's Armor!"
Bing Yuntong put the harp back into her Qiankun Ring. Looking at the lightning around Xue Xinyue, her face turned gloomy.
She had never thought that Xue Xinyue would have a mid-grade Heaven's Armor.
At the same time, the fortune energy inside Xue Xinyue's body and the fortune energy in the sky were attracted. They quickly entered Bing Yuntong's body and started to form the Tower of Fortune.
In just ten breaths, a huge amount of fortune energy had formed the second floor of the Tower of Fortune, floating above Bing Yuntong's head.
"Amazing! Bing Yuntong has actually formed two floors of the Tower of Fortune. She is indeed a top genius who has learned the Green Water Fairy Melody."
Looking at the Tower of Fortune above Bing Yuntong's head, the audience was shocked by her strength. Such a top talent was rarely seen in a hundred years.
"Xinyue, well done. You didn't disgrace the Misty Mountain."
Xue Tianchi looked at Xue Xinyue, whose face was pale and bloodless. Xue Tianchi immediately fed her a dan bead and encouraged her in a low voice.
"If Senior Brother Ye didn't lend me the Heavenly Thunder Armor, I would have died."
After experiencing the power of the Green Water Fairy Melody, Xue Xinyue finally realized how big the gap between her and Bing Yuntong was. She said sadly.
"Failure is not scary. What is scary is losing your heart of martial arts." Looking at the sad Xue Xinyue, Ye Chenfeng slowly said, "Besides, we have just started on the path of cultivation. As long as we follow our hearts and keep moving forward, we may be able to reach the peak of martial arts."
"Thank you, Senior Brother Ye. Xinyue has learned a lot."
Ye Chenfeng's words were like the evening drum and the morning bell. They shattered the haze in Xue Xinyue's heart and strengthened her heart of martial arts. Her sad eyes were full of vigor again.
As he spoke, Azure Ice Mountain appeared in the arena. His long black hair covered his eyes, and he exuded a strange aura. His opponent was Snake Valley's top genius, Mang Sen, a level one Defiant Beast King.
"I, I admit defeat!"
Although he was unwilling to admit defeat, Mang Sen could not summon any fighting spirit in the face of the unfathomable Green Ice Mountain. He had no choice but to admit defeat in front of everyone.
"As expected, this Azure Ice Mountain is their most daring trump card."
Seeing Mang Sen admit defeat on the spot, Ye Chenfeng muttered to himself. He was curious about the identity of Cang Bing Shan.
Mang Sen admitted defeat. Wearing the Blood Demon Battle Armor, Xue Jinyan, who had swallowed a Blood Elixir, entered the arena. He was going to compete with Qian Wuxin, the top genius of the Qian Family.
With the help of the Blood King Pellet, although Xue Jinyan had temporarily gained the strength of a peerless King, there was still a huge gap between him and Qian Wuxin.
The two of them fought fiercely for half an hour. Qian Wu Xin gradually suppressed Xue Jin Yan and forced him to retreat.
"Weng!"
When Qian Wuxin forced Xue Jinyan to the edge of the arena, his complete blade aura gushed out of his body and turned into a shocking blade. It carried a shocking destructive power as it slashed toward Xue Jinyan.
"Puff!"
Xue Jinyan's defense was broken through. The complete blade aura landed on the Blood Demon Battle Armor. A huge amount of blood spurted out of Xue Jinyan's mouth as he fell out of the arena. He had lost the battle.
"Sigh … Jinyan lost as well."
Seeing Xue Jinyan lose, Xue Tianchi sighed softly. He looked at the last hope of the Misty Mountain, Ye Chenfeng.
"Finally, it is my turn."
Ye Chenfeng, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. Beams of light shot out from his deep pupils.
"Brother Ye, here is the Heavenly Thunder Battle Armor."
Xue Xinyue knew how powerful Ye Chenfeng was, so she gave the armor back to him.
"Chengfeng, do your best! You must win!"
Ji Qingxue and Bai Xiya were not clear about Ye Chenfeng's true strength, so they said nervously. They were afraid that something would happen to him.
"Don't worry. I can kill him like killing a dog."
Ye Chenfeng slowly stood up and smiled confidently at the two girls. It was as if everything was under his control, which calmed the two girls down.
"Whoosh!"
Ye Chenfeng's body slightly moved. Like a flash of lightning, he appeared in the arena in the blink of an eye.
"Ziqi, this is for you. If you can't beat him, use this to finish him."
Bing Qingchuan, with a gloomy face and murderous eyes, stuffed a pitch-black bead into Bing Ziqi's hand and said.
"Okay!"
Bing Ziqi nodded and put the black bead into his spatial ring. He summoned his soul wings and flew to the arena, bringing up gusts of hurricanes.
Following that, a terrifying, ruthless, and brutal murderous aura was emitted from his body. It was like a ferocious beast that engulfed Ye Chenfeng.
However, Ye Chenfeng was not affected in the slightest. He stood there like a boulder, and there was not the slightest change in his expression.
"What a terrifying aura. Bing Ziqi's aura is actually on par with Jian Chen's. How can the overall strength of this year's Ancient Sky City Martial Competition be so strong?"
"The difference in strength is too big. I never thought that the number one force of the Northern Spiritual Region, Misty Mountain, would be annihilated so soon."
Seeing the tyrannical aura released by Bing Ziqi fluctuating, dense water ripples appeared in the air, the entire stands let out waves of exclamations.
Aside from the Misty Mountain, almost no one was optimistic about Ye Chenfeng.
"Xue Tianchi, I wonder what kind of expression you will have when you see your last hope being destroyed by Ziqi's hands?"
Thinking about Bing Ziqi's strength and the power of the black ball, Bing Qingchuan revealed a cold smile and waited for the match to begin.
"Begin!"
Following Xue Piaoling's order, the match began.
"Brat, obediently become a ghost under my hands."
Bing Ziqi roared as a terrifying cold Qi leaked out from his body. It turned into a cold Qi hand and slapped towards Ye Chenfeng with the force of Mount Tai.
Just as Ye Chenfeng, who was standing proudly, was about to be hit by the cold hand, Ye Chenfeng's body suddenly blurred. He mysteriously disappeared from where he was, dodging the attack of the cold hand.
"Not good!"
Feeling the danger behind him, Bing Ziqi's pupils shrank and instinctively wanted to dodge.
However, Ye Chenfeng was faster. The power of the Spirit Pearl in his Shenmen Acupoint erupted and instantly increased the strength of his arm to three million jin, firmly locking onto Bing Ziqi's shoulder.
In the next moment, the power of the Spirit Pearl in Ye Chenfeng's Yongquan Acupoint erupted. His physical strength increased and instantly surpassed Bing Ziqi's limit. With a beautiful shoulder throw, he ruthlessly threw Bing Ziqi, who had completely lost control of his body, onto the ground.
A terrifying vibration resounded in the arena, reverberating in the air for a long time.
The spectator stands, which had been noisy just a moment ago, instantly became silent. Pairs of dumbfounded, shocked, and fearful gazes shot towards Ye Chenfeng, whose gaze was as sharp as a sword and as cold as ice …
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