Ao Wushuang put his left hand behind his back and stretched out his right hand.
"Huo Ling, I'll use half of my strength. I hope you can take one blow!"
Ao Wushuang said calmly.
Ao Wushuang's words were extremely arrogant. He meant that even if he used half of his strength, Huo Ling might not be able to take one blow from him.
However, none of the hundreds of thousands of people in the Archean Fighting Ring thought that Ao Wushuang was being arrogant.
Even among the younger generation of the Hong Domain, no one was a match for Ao Wushuang at the same cultivation. Moreover, Ao Wushuang had already stepped into the Lv 5 True Spirit Realm, which was one level higher than Huo Ling.
"Make your move!"
Huo Ling nodded solemnly and immediately pulled out his long saber. His aura skyrocketed, and in an instant, he adjusted his essence, qi, and spirit to their peak state. Flames burned around him, and waves of fire surged.
Ao Wushuang's broad palm slowly clenched into a fist. Without any fancy moves, he threw a straight punch.
"Emperor's Fist — Conquering the World!"
The mighty fist force was extraordinary and unstoppable. The air within a radius of 100 meters exploded in an instant, and the fist radiance flashed and instantly appeared in front of Huo Ling.
"Open!"
Huo Ling roared and held his saber with both hands. He activated all of his Genuine Vitality and violently slashed with his saber.
Boom!
The long saber slashed the fist radiance, and an earth-shattering explosion rang out. Huo Ling's figure was instantly shot backward.
With one punch, Huo Ling was sent flying out of the fighting ring. He flew for dozens of miles and landed below the spectator stand.
Everyone couldn't help but suck in a cold breath.
He was too strong!
With half of his strength, he could send Huo Ling dozens of miles away with one punch!
This kind of strength had far surpassed Huo Ling's!
"Ao Wushuang is too strong. With such strength, it's impossible for anyone to challenge his position!"
"Ao Wushuang is invincible among those at the same level. Now that he is one level higher than the others, he can easily crush them!"
"This kind of terrifying strength is enough to defeat a martial artist at the Peak Lv 8 True Spirit Realm!"
The crowd was shocked, and countless people were impressed by Ao Wushuang's strength. Even some of the older Enlightenment Realm experts could not help but sigh. When they were Ao Wushuang's age, they probably did not even have 30% of his strength.
Wu Sheng, Mo Yue, the Ninth Princess, and the other geniuses who wanted to challenge Ao Wushuang, all had frozen expressions on their faces.
This kind of strength made them feel a sense of helplessness.
Even the Ninth Princess, who had a little confidence before, could not help but shake her head secretly.
Su Mo squinted his eyes until they were only a slit.
Strong!
Too strong!
There was no doubt that Ao Wushuang was the strongest among the younger generation that Su Mo had ever seen.
Of course, this was only limited to the Hong Domain and did not include Shangguan Hao.
If he did not use his Devouring Martial Soul and Nirvana Sword Qi, Su Mo felt that he was no match for Ao Wushuang.
Even if he used his Devouring Martial Soul and Nirvana Sword Qi, he was not confident!
Su Mo had never tried the power of the Nirvana Sword Qi, so he had no idea how powerful it was.
In the fighting ring, Ao Wushuang stood proudly like a real emperor, looking at Huo Ling in the distance.
"Huo Ling, now you should be able to see the gap between us, right?" Ao Wushuang shouted proudly.
Huo Ling's face darkened and he fell silent.
After a while, Huo Ling nodded. The gap between him and Ao Wushuang was like a chasm.
After devouring part of Huo Ling's Dragon Luck, Ao Wushuang's Dragon Luck had reached 93.5 meters.
Ao Wushuang looked serious. At this rate, it would be difficult for his Dragon Luck to reach 300 meters by the end of the competition.
However, in the last few rounds, everyone would have to fight with the other nine people. He still had seven people to fight. After devouring part of the other seven people's Dragon Luck, it was possible for his Dragon Luck to reach 300 meters.
Huo Ling's Dragon Luck was smaller than the others, so he did not devour much.
The Dragon Luck of Wu Sheng, Mo Yue, and the others was very strong, so he could devour more Dragon Luck.
After a while, the next battle continued. It was Mo Yue against Nie Chong.
Although Nie Chong was strong and his Overlord Fist was fierce and domineering, he still lost to Mo Yue.
Mo Yue's combat strength was no less than Nie Chong's. With the help of his 16 doppelgangers, he defeated Nie Chong in a dozen moves.
The next battle was between Wu Sheng and Hong Qingtian.
Although Hong Qingtian was not weak, he was no match for Wu Sheng. After two moves, he was forced into a disadvantageous position.
"Die, Wu Sheng!"
Like an arrow, Wu Sheng flashed and was less than ten steps away from Hong Qingtian.
Swoosh!
The cold black light was extremely sharp, and the cold Sword Qi rose into the sky, without any vitality.
There was no fluctuation in the air when the sword was drawn. The speed of Wu Sheng's sword had exceeded the reaction speed of the air.
"Oh no!"
Hong Qingtian was shocked. He could not block the sword at all.
"Eight Desolation Palm!"
Hong Qingtian's palm hit the sword light, and at the same time, he retreated rapidly.
Swoosh!
With a flash of cold light, the Eight Desolation Palm was torn apart, and a stream of blood spurted out.
Hong Qingtian stopped a few hundred meters away. He looked down and saw a sword mark running from his chest to his lower abdomen, and blood was gushing out.
Fortunately, the sword mark was not deep, or it would have been enough to kill him.
"Hong Qingtian, you are no match for me. Is there a need to continue fighting?"
Wu Sheng said coldly, his face expressionless.
Hong Qingtian was silent for a moment, sighed, and nodded. He did not choose to continue fighting. The difference in their strength was too great, and he would only be humiliating himself if he continued.
The crowd was not surprised that Wu Sheng had defeated Hong Qingtian in an instant. After all, Wu Sheng's strength was the closest to Ao Wushuang's.
Of course, now there was the ninth princess and the powerful Su Mo. No one knew who was stronger among the three.
After the battle between Wu Sheng and Hong Qingtian ended, the ninth princess and Han Qianze quickly took the field.
Han Qianze was no match for the ninth princess. The Devastating Red Lotus was invincible, and even Han Qianze's terrifying ice defense could not withstand the attack of the Devastating Red Lotus.
With one blow, Han Qianze was defeated, and with the second blow, Han Qianze was injured.
Then, Han Qianze stopped fighting and chose to admit defeat.
It was Su Mo's turn again, and his opponent was Duanmu Ying.
Swoosh!
As soon as he entered the field, Su Mo unleashed his full combat strength. He did not use any fancy moves, and only slashed out with a sharp sword radiance.
It was a simple, violent, and direct attack, but it contained an amazing power. The terrifying sword Qi attacked Duanmu Ying.
"Green Jade Palm!"
Even though Duanmu Ying used her strongest strength to block, she could not withstand the attack and was instantly pushed back dozens of meters.
Duanmu Ying's strength was far inferior to Su Mo's.
With the second blow, Su Mo forced his opponent off the fighting ring.
After devouring part of Duanmu Ying's Dragon Luck, Su Mo's Dragon Luck had reached 760 meters.
So far, Su Mo's Dragon Luck was ranked fifth among the ten, behind Ao Wushuang, Wu Sheng, Mo Yue, and the ninth princess.
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