"Boom!"
In the blink of an eye, the remaining stamen had already touched the sword screen formed by the interweaving sword beams. In an instant, it was as if a spark had landed on a large amount of oil, and the green space actually began to burn.
In a split-second, it engulfed the sword beams.
After a short while, the sword beams dissipated into nothingness.
Zheng Rong's expression changed once again. It was one thing for his attack to be instantly disintegrated by the green flames, but he could even feel the life force in his body rapidly flowing away. Tang Huan had attacked twice, once it was as if he was bestowing life force upon him, and the other time, it was as if he was burning his life force.
Both of these situations made Zheng Rong feel that something was amiss.
"Hu!"
Zheng Rong's body explosively retreated, and the true essence in his body roared out, condensing into a thick barrier in front of him, isolating his body from the green flames.
With his fastest speed, he retreated more than ten meters before the life force in his body stopped flowing away. At the same time, the true essence barrier also collapsed and dissipated.
Fortunately, the green flames were also getting weaker and weaker, and very quickly, they were all burned out.
"Tang Huan, what kind of Spear Technique is this?" Zheng Rong heaved a sigh of relief, but he stared straight at Tang Huan, and finally could not help but ask.
"Why would a person who is about to lose know so much!" The corner of Tang Huan's mouth hooked up into a smile.
"You …"
Zheng Rong was extremely angry, but before he could finish his sentence, Tang Huan had already shot over. The green luster spear in his hand danced crazily, and a majestic green aura surged out from the spear. With a speed that was hard to catch with the naked eye, it condensed into a gigantic green flower.
"Flying Flower Spear Technique, Flower Burial!"
In the blink of an eye, the green flowers that blotted out the sky and covered the earth filled Zheng Rong's eyes.
Every flower contained an extremely terrifying life force. When these flowers were linked together, the life force also turned into a monstrous wave that surged down from the nine heavens. At this moment, Zheng Rong's mind was in shock, he felt as if he was about to be completely buried by those flowers.
"Break!"
Zheng Rong was both shocked and terrified. With a roar, the gigantic sword in his hand instantly exploded with an incomparably dazzling black light. Immediately after, Zheng Rong had already rushed forward, the gigantic sword thrusting forward, the sword body actually started to tremble according to a strange rhythm, and after a moment, a black vortex had already condensed and formed at the tip of the sword.
"Hu!"
The vortex expanded rapidly, like an ancient beast with its bloody mouth wide open. Not only did it envelop Zheng Rong, but it also seemed to want to swallow the entire space under the high platform.
The green wave formed by the flowers and Pang Shuo's black vortex quickly approached. In the blink of an eye, the two of them collided with each other with incomparable intensity.
Boom!
The earth-shaking sound seemed to have condensed into a substance as it roared in all directions, as if it wanted to overturn the round cover that enveloped the stage. Almost at the same time, the extremely terrifying Strength Qi continued to roll out, and the entire area seemed to be stirred crazily.
The air distorted violently and the round cover also fluctuated slightly like a ripple. However, under the impact of the Strength Qi, the round cover remained as stable as Mount Tai and did not show any signs of collapsing.
"Ahhh —"
After a moment of stalemate, a scream rang out.
Under the continuous pressure of the countless green flowers, the black vortex could no longer hold on and instantly collapsed into nothingness. Zheng Rong's figure was immediately revealed, but he was immediately knocked to the ground along with his sword. In less than half a blink of an eye, he was engulfed by the wave of flowers.
Around the Sword Displaying Arena, countless cultivators sucked in a breath of cold air.
"Zheng Rong has just reached the Earth Board, and his ranking is not much higher than Lu Xudong's, but his strength is definitely much stronger than Lu Xudong's. Right now, he can't even withstand three of Tang Huan's spears, and in just a few days, Tang Huan's strength has already risen to such a level?"
"The spear skill that Tang Huan is using seems to be very strange …"
"'Flying Flower Spear Technique'? Impossible, as far as I know, although this kind of Spear Technique's power is not bad, it definitely cannot reach such a level. Could it be because Tang Huan has fused with the Wood Spiritual Fire? "
"I wonder how Zheng Rong's condition is. I'm afraid he's going to be severely injured this time, right?"
"..."
From time to time, cries of alarm could be heard from the crowd.
On the high platform, the flowers quickly dispersed, and Zheng Rong's figure immediately appeared, but he was lying on the ground motionlessly. The gigantic sword was also quietly lying beside him, and it was obvious that he had fainted.
"Hu!"
With a flick of his spear, Zheng Rong's body flew into the air, passed through the round cover, and fell below the stage. With another thrust of his spear, the gigantic sword also flew out of the stage, and with a clang, it landed beside Zheng Rong. Immediately after, Zheng Rong's sword token left the stage.
"Buzz!"
Amidst the low trembling sounds, the Earth Board appeared on the cliff.
After many days, Tang Huan's name once again entered the Earth Board, replacing Zheng Rong and being ranked ninety-eight. Zheng Rong, on the other hand, had dropped to ninety-nine.
Raising his head to look at his own ranking, Tang Huan unwittingly smiled.
After using the "Flying Flower Spear Technique", the effect exceeded Tang Huan's expectations. In Tang Huan's hands, the power of this battle skill had already far surpassed his limits. If the cultivator who created this battle skill were to watch Tang Huan's actions, he would probably sigh at his own inferiority.
The reason why it was like this was firstly because of the increase brought about by the wood attribute weapon in Tang Huan's hand, and secondly because of the effect of the "Great Ultimate Spiritual Fire".
If it was any other Rank Seven True Spirit Cultivator, they would definitely not be able to unleash the "Flying Flower Spear Technique" to such an extent.
In a blink of an eye, Tang Huan had already reached out to grab his own sword token, and the round cover immediately dissipated. Tang Huan did not leave immediately, but continued to stand on the stage. His gaze quickly swept across the people below the stage, and then laughed loudly: "Is Senior Brother Peng Haiyan here?"
In the crowd, Peng Haiyan's face revealed a look of hesitation.
He was ranked ninety-fourth on the Earth Board, four ranks higher than Zheng Rong. When he had just received the challenge letter from Gao Zhen, he was very confident in his fight with Tang Huan on the Sword Discourse Arena. No matter how strong Tang Huan was, he was still only a Rank Seven True Spirit cultivator, but after seeing the battle between Tang Huan and Zheng Rong, he had serious doubts about his own strength. He had fought with Zheng Rong before, and the two of them were on par with each other. Even if he could defeat Zheng Rong, he would have to go through a bitter battle, but on the Sword Discourse Arena just now, it was a one-sided situation.
With Zheng Rong's strength, he was unable to withstand Tang Huan's "Flying Flower Spear Technique", so he was probably no exception.
"Senior Brother Peng..."
At the side, Gan Yuan let out a soft cry and shook his head in an inconspicuous manner.
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