Buzz — — All of the attacks, be it the ice fog from the two Demonic Ice Apes or the sharp claws from the Golden Behemoth Dis, were all reduced to nothingness in front of this pure and flawless Winter Plum Blossom Blade.
The ice fog dispersed and the sharp claws shattered. Dis roared in midair. His body, which was covered in Golden Battle Aura, crashed down from the sky like a golden meteor.
The sharp claws instantly turned to dust. This was the first time Dis had felt so powerless in his life. There was no powerful pressure, only unstoppable sword aura. His sturdy body, which was stronger than heavy armor, was unable to completely protect his body even with the Golden Battle Aura, which was comparable to a purple rank six or above. At the same time the sharp claws shattered, the crisscrossing invisible sword aura had already left thousands of small wounds on his body.
When the Golden figure fell to the ground, the Golden color had already turned blood red. With a loud bang, Dis's huge figure smashed a deep hole in the ground.
"Dis — —"
Parkins roared from afar. Dis was his best brother. Seeing that Dis was heavily injured, his eyes were bloodshot and he was about to pounce. However, his shoulder was grabbed by Purple.
Great Elder Mei Qing's body slowly floated down from the sky. His originally rosy face was now slightly pale. His hand holding the longsword was even trembling slightly. That strike was the Mei Sect's strongest sword technique. At the same time, it was also his limit. Stabbing out one thousand and eight hundred times at the same time exhausted him greatly.
Ah Er and Ah San were terrified. Their huge bodies didn't even dare to attack Mei Qing. Instead, they pounced at Dis's side. If Dis, who had their souls as a sacrifice, died … They definitely couldn't live on their own.
Mei Qing's chest was heaving up and down, but his hand holding the longsword gradually stabilized. He naturally wouldn't rush to attack as he stood in place. He needed time to adjust his fighting aura.
Dis did not die, as the Golden Behemoth. His body was too strong. Even though his Golden Fur had been dyed red, he still managed to stand up from the crater he had created. To the violent Dis, it was absolutely unacceptable for it to be heavily injured by the other party even after such calculations. Accompanied by an angry roar, the wounds on his body that had yet to heal spurted out blood again. Under the protection of the two Extreme Ice Demonic Apes, each step left a bloody footprint. He walked towards Mei Qing again. Even Mei Qing couldn't help but be secretly shocked by that persistent and bloodthirsty gaze.
"Enough."
Just when everyone thought that the battle would continue … However, there was one more person between them.
Ye Yinzhu stood between Dis and Mei Qing, looking at Dis calmly. "Let's go back. We admit defeat."
Dis was stunned for a moment. His real injury was not as bad as it looked on the surface. His hundred-inch sharp claws could grow back after being smashed. His body's powerful healing ability prevented the small wounds on his body from causing too much damage. After all, Great Elder Mei Qing was not a true Demigod. After being frozen and exhausted, and breaking through Dis's sharp claws and golden battle light, it was very difficult for her to cause him any more damage.
"Lord Qin Di, I can still fight."
Ye Yinzhu said indifferently, "I told you to go back."
The anger in Dis's heart was completely ignited by Mei Qing. His fierce eyes widened as he glared at Ye Yinzhu. "Why?"
Ye Yinzhu slowly raised her head. She stared at Dis's eyes. At this moment. Dis suddenly realized. The feeling that Ye Yinxiu gave him was even more terrifying than that of Great Elder Mei Qing. At this moment, he seemed to have merged with the vast Brenner Mountains around him. Just a glance was enough to give him a strong sense of oppression.
"Compared to victory, your life is more precious. Go back. "
Ye Yinxiu's explanation was very short, but it was very firm and unquestionable.
This time. Dis didn't resist at all. He couldn't even think of resisting. He thought of Zi Di's words, as well as who had truly defeated the war beast Grassis in the Extreme North Wastelands. The bloodthirst in his eyes slowly faded. He respectfully bowed towards Ye Yinxiu and said, "Yes, Lord Qin Di."
Other than the two Extreme Ice Demon Apes, only Mei Qing heard what Ye Yinzhu had said to Dis. He looked at Ye Yinzhu with a different gaze. A leader who could protect his subordinates like this, although it couldn't be said that he was definitely successful, it was enough to make his subordinates treat him sincerely. At the same time, Mei Qing also realized another problem. The relationship between this descendant of the Ye Clan and the four great races of Qin City was definitely not as simple as he had said. At least from the start of the competition until now, not a single one of the Qin City races had dared to disrespect him. When he had said those words to Dis, the formless aura that had fused with his surroundings gave the Grand Elder an unfathomable feeling.
Both sides had returned to the same starting line. Both sides had won two out of the four battles. Both the East Dragon Empire and the four great races of Qin City had become even more cautious.
On the East Dragon Empire's side, Ye Yinzhu's grandmother Lan Ruxue was about to walk out, but she was replaced by another figure. "Ruxue, leave this battle to me. With you at the back, we'll have a better chance of winning. "
The person who walked out was none other than the Sect Master of the Chrysanthemum Faction, Wei Lingfeng.
Although he wasn't young anymore, one had to admit that this Sect Master of the Chrysanthemum Faction was very gentlemanly. He didn't do much, but in a flash, he had already gracefully appeared on the battlefield. He also held a long sword in his hand. It was completely light yellow, and the scabbard had a huge yellow dragon carved on it. The hilt of the sword had a long yellow tassel. It was the Yellow Dragon Sword that had made him famous for his righteousness.
On the Qin City side, Purple and Anya looked at each other, then walked out with large strides. They hadn't expected the Eastern Dragon Eight Schools to be so powerful. According to Purple and Anya's calculations, Dis, who had two sacrificial demonic beasts, should have won. However, Dis had lost. Ye Yinzhu's choice was wise. Although Mei Qing had used up quite a bit of energy, as the Grand Elder of the Eastern Dragon Eight Schools, he definitely had the ability to kill at least two of Dis's three opponents. Even if he won, it would definitely be a partial victory. That was what Ye Yinzhu didn't want to see the most.
The battle would continue. Purple wouldn't allow any more failures, so he walked out himself. Ming, the strongest of the four major races, stayed behind.
"Purple, teach him a good lesson."
Ye Yinzhu transmitted her thoughts to Purple through the life-bonded contract of the same level. He was no longer the child he was when he left the Blue Sky Sea. He could clearly see the situation between his grandfather and grandmother. Although he didn't know the specifics, he could guess that the conflict between his grandfather and grandmother was mostly because of this Sect Master of the Chrysanthemum Faction. In the Eastern Dragon Eight Schools, the only one that Ye Yinzhu hated was the Chrysanthemum Faction. Brother Wei Lingfeng really annoyed him. Using this opportunity to get justice for his grandfather was clearly the best choice.
Purple didn't reply. His light purple eyes glanced at Ye Yinzhu. The tacit understanding between the two told Ye Yinzhu many things.
This was Wei Lingfeng's first time seeing Purple. Purple hair, purple eyes, and a tall and strong body. He judged Purple to be a strength-type warrior. He slowly raised his sword with his left hand and said indifferently, "I am the Sect Master of the Chrysanthemum Faction, Wei Lingfeng. My sword is called Yellow Dragon, which means to directly attack the enemy's base."
Purple's mouth twitched slightly. He replied indifferently, "So the Eastern Dragon Eight Schools also has a special sexual orientation. Directly attack the enemy's base seems to be very suitable for you, the Sect Master of the Chrysanthemum Faction. "
If it weren't for the fact that the battle was about to begin and that he was the referee, Ye Yinzhu would probably have laughed out loud. He didn't expect the usually cool Purple to have such a humorous side.
"You're courting death."
Wei Lingfeng's expression changed drastically. Anger flashed in his eyes. With a whoosh, his longsword left its sheath and a sharp purple fighting aura pointed straight at Purple's chest. Judging by the color of the fighting aura, Ye Yinzhu could tell that Wei Lingfeng's fighting aura was around the third rank of the purple tier.
Seeing the sharp Violet Light coming for his chest, Purple didn't move. He just quietly looked at his opponent.
The Chrysanthemum Faction's sword style was completely different from the Plum Faction's. Although he was furious, Wei Lingfeng was still the Sect Master. The Violet Light formed by his longsword turned into an arc, like the petals of a chrysanthemum. It looked like he was going to stab Purple's chest, but when the longsword neared, it was actually aimed at Purple's throat. The sword style was tricky and strange, but it was also sharp and spicy.
Purple raised one of his hands. His movements were too fast. Wei Lingfeng didn't even see how he moved. When the Yellow Dragon Sword was about to stab Purple, it stabbed into his large hand.
Purple's hand became crystallized, and with a soft clang, the longsword filled with purple fighting aura couldn't move an inch further in his hand. At the same time, a clearly visible purple aura rose up the Yellow Dragon Sword. Purple crystals coiled around it, and Wei Lingfeng's Yellow Dragon Sword actually showed signs of crystallizing.
Although Wei Lingfeng was very experienced in battle, this was the first time he'd encountered such a situation. He didn't even know if Purple was using fighting aura or magic. In his shock, his fighting aura burst forth with full force. With a twist of his wrist, his middle, ring, and pinky fingers that held the longsword opened up. In an instant, three arcs of fighting aura shot out. They transformed into three rays of sword aura that shot towards Purple's eyes, throat, and pinky. At the same time, his Yellow Dragon Sword let out an ear-piercing hiss and quickly retracted as it spun.
However, Wei Lingfeng's judgment was still wrong. He knew too little about Purple's strength. Purple didn't even try to dodge or block the three rays of sword aura. He just closed his eyes. When the three rays of sword aura pierced his eyes and throat, they had already turned into purple crystals. After three soft sounds, the three rays of purple fighting aura couldn't even leave a mark on Purple's body.
At rank eight, Purple could use the Amethyst Bloodline to cover his body with a layer of Amethyst armor. At rank nine, Purple had completely turned into purple crystals. As the head of the Orc Tribe's four Divine Behemoth and the continent's number one Divine Beast, Amethyst Behemoth, although it hadn't fully matured, was not something that could be hurt by rank three purple rank fighting aura.
At the same time that the three rays of sword aura failed, Wei Lingfeng couldn't pull out his sword. The Yellow Dragon Sword in Purple's hand didn't budge at all. No matter how much strength he exerted, he couldn't break free from Purple's steady grip.
In the face of absolute strength and defense, techniques were useless. However, Wei Lingfeng wasn't someone who was willing to admit defeat. Otherwise, he wouldn't have fought with Ye Li for so many years. Seeing that his opponent's strength and defense weren't something that he could easily defeat, he immediately made the right choice.
He let go of the Yellow Dragon Sword that the Violet Light was about to spread to the hilt and quickly retreated. He pulled out a short sword from somewhere and shouted, "Thousand Miles of Chrysanthemum!"
Arcs of purple light suddenly rose up with Wei Lingfeng at the center. His entire body seemed to have turned into a huge chrysanthemum, and every petal had become a killing weapon. As he rose up in the spinning arc, the chrysanthemum petals were like tentacles that wrapped around Zi from all directions, and the sharp parts of the petals were like sharp tentacles. The sharp parts of the petals were aimed at Purple's vitals.
Purple still didn't move. Even Ye Yinzhu was a little surprised that he didn't react. In the next moment, the chrysanthemum petals formed from Violet Light had already wrapped around his body. Piercing sounds of friction could be heard. Dots of purple light were ignited from the petals and Purple's amethyst body as they collided.
Wei Lingfeng's fighting aura was pushed to the limit. From his point of view, no matter how strong a person's defense was, there would always be a flaw. With such an omnidirectional attack, the tall opponent in front of him would definitely reveal a flaw. He would collapse in the face of his powerful techniques.
However, before he could get excited, he heard three words. But he heard three words, "Crystallization. Break. "
The strangely twisted chrysanthemum petals froze at the same time. Wei Lingfeng suddenly realized that he had lost control of this ultimate technique, Thousand Miles of Chrysanthemum. Immediately after, Violet Light shot out. The chrysanthemum petals that he had released were instantly smoothed out. They turned into countless fragments that shot out in all directions.
"You take one of my attacks too."
Purple's cold voice sounded from among the fragments of the chrysanthemum. He was still standing there. However, a terrifying longsword had appeared in his hands. Yes. That was really too terrifying. The seventeen-meter-long sword was much wider than a door. It was held in Purple's hands. It was like a pillar that supported the sky. Wei Lingfeng's Yellow Dragon Sword, which was known as the Yellow Dragon Sword, was like a firefly compared to the bright moon. In the next moment, the huge longsword pierced through the air. Although it didn't make any sound, the Violet Light created a dazzling rainbow in the air.
In that moment, Wei Lingfeng only had time to raise the short sword in his hand. There was no sound of collision. The seemingly extraordinary short sword had already been shattered into pieces. Just like the Yellow Dragon Sword, it disappeared in the Purple Crystal's aura.
"Purple — —"
Just as the huge Purple Crystal sword was about to smash Wei Lingfeng into minced meat, Ye Yinzhu called out. He was the referee. He had to protect both sides. No matter how bad Wei Lingfeng was, he was still a member of the Eastern Dragon Eight Schools, a member of the East Dragon Empire.
The huge Purple Crystal sword, which had been reforged by the dwarven masters, was just an inch above Wei Lingfeng's head. Wei Lingfeng's clothes were instantly soaked in sweat. He was most afraid that Purple would accidentally let go. Just the weight of the huge sword would probably end his life.
The faces of the cultivators from the East Dragon Empire darkened. They could tell that the Amethyst Giant Sword in Purple's hand was a divine weapon. However, it was the first time they had seen such a huge divine weapon and such a huge sword. How heavy was this sword? Probably more than ten thousand kilograms. Seeing how easily the person wielding the sword was able to move it, the experts of the East Dragon Empire all felt their hearts sink. The strength of the Zither City's four foreign races was so strong. For the first time, Wei Lingfeng felt like he was going to lose.
Of course, Ye Li was an exception. Seeing Wei Lingfeng being defeated, he felt great. He almost shouted out loud, "Yinzhu, good boy. Grandpa didn't dote on you for nothing."
The purple light disappeared, and it was as if the amethyst sword had never appeared in the first place. Purple pushed off the ground with the tip of his foot, and the remaining hilt of the Yellow Dragon Sword shot toward Wei Lingfeng, who instinctively caught it.
"Go back and play with yourself, go straight to the root of the problem."
Leaving behind these words, Purple left proudly just like when he came.
Wei Lingfeng's face turned green and white. He was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was now as red as a chrysanthemum. He staggered back. When he passed by Ye Li, he could faintly hear Ye Li muttering to himself. "What does it mean to go back and play with yourself?"
In his anger, Wei Lingfeng couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood. With the help of Wei Lingfeng, he barely managed to stand back up. He lowered his head, his eyes flashing with hatred. His whole body was trembling. Ever since he was young, he had always been an outstanding talent in the Chrysanthemum faction. When had he ever been humiliated like this? Purple's words were even more painful than killing him.
A cold glint flashed across Lan Ruxue's eyes. She was about to step out and fight when she was stopped by Grand Elder Wei Ming, who was beside her. "A warrior prefers death to humiliation. It seems like we have to teach these foreign races a heavy lesson before they will submit. The Chrysanthemum faction's patriarch has been humiliated. As a Grand Elder of the Chrysanthemum faction, how can I sit back and do nothing? Elder Lan, leave this battle to me. "
As he spoke, he had already walked out of the East Dragon Empire's side and walked towards Ye Yinzhu's side.
Wei Lingfeng was his nephew. Seeing Ye Li, who was secretly happy, and Wei Lingfeng, who was spitting out blood in anger, the Grand Elder's anger reached its peak. Killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Ye Yinxiu's side with an extremely unfriendly gaze.
Seeing that Wei Lingfeng was going to fight personally, Ye Yinzhu's heart trembled. Grand Elder Mei Qing's Winter Plum Cut had left a very deep impression on her. Wei Lingfeng's position in the East Dragon Empire was even higher than Mei Qing's. It was obvious that his cultivation was higher. After what happened with Wei Lingfeng, this Grand Elder probably wouldn't hold back during the battle. If he really wanted to kill, she, as the referee, would have to step in and stop him.
Just as Ye Yinzhu was secretly calculating in her heart, Zither City's candidate for the sixth battle had already walked out. Anya and Purple were both discerning people. Naturally, they could tell that the Eastern Dragon Eight Schools' side was led by this Grand Elder Wei Lingfeng. They knew that as long as they won this battle and defeated the opponent's expert, they would be in the lead four to two. At the very least, they would be undefeatable. Thus, for the sixth battle, Zither City's strongest expert, the third of the four mythological beasts of the Orc race, the adult Mountain Giant, Ming.
When Wei Lingfeng saw Ming, who was even taller than Purple, he couldn't help but wonder if these Mutated Races all grew up eating grass. Why were they all so strong? When Purple attacked earlier, he could already tell that Purple wasn't a human, but a type of ninth-tier magical beast. Although he couldn't guess Purple's true identity, he placed more importance on Zither City's strength. Seeing that Ming's aura seemed to be slightly weaker than Purple's, he laughed coldly in his heart. He would use Ming to vent his anger.
Ming's personality had always been very kind, just like the aura he released. In terms of true strength, the Mountain Giant wasn't much weaker than the warbeasts. It was also because of their aloof personality that they were ranked below the warbeasts.
"The Eastern Dragon Eight Schools' Grand Elder Wei Lingfeng."
Wei Lingfeng didn't even ask for guidance. To him, this was a battle that they would definitely win.
"I'm Ming."
A smile appeared on Ming's honest face as he nodded towards Wei Lingfeng.
Wei Lingfeng said faintly, "No need to say more. Let's begin."
As he spoke, he immediately took a step forward with his right foot. Instantly, a dark purple Dou Qi soared into the sky. The powerful Dou Qi of a rank seven Purple Ranked Dou Qi instantly ignited and surrounded his body like a dark purple flame.
In terms of fighting techniques, Wei Lingfeng might not be stronger than Mei Qing, but in terms of aura, he was number one in the entire Eastern Dragon Eight Schools. Otherwise, he wouldn't have become the first grand elder.
With the strength of a level seven purple tier, he already had the ability to fly short distances. With the special techniques of the Eight Sects of the East Dragon, he believed that even if he met An Ya, who was the second person from Zither City, he would still have the confidence to win.
Feeling the pressure from Grand Elder Wei Lingfeng, Ming didn't move. He just looked at Wei Lingfeng.
With his status, Wei Lingfeng wanted to wait for Ming to attack. However, when he saw Ming's blank expression, he couldn't help but get angry. Without using any techniques, he directly punched towards Ming. So what if I attack first? At most, I won't use my sword.
As the Head Elder of the Eight Sects of the East Dragon, he did have the right to be arrogant. The strength of the true number one expert of the Eight Sects of the East Dragon was enough for him to look down on these foreign race experts. Unfortunately, he had encountered one of the Four Great Divine Beasts of the Primordial Era, the Mountain Giant.
Among the four experts of the Zither City, the one with the worst combat experience was Ming. As a Level 10 Divine Beast, his innate aura was more than enough to protect him. In the Northern Wilderness, which Magical Beast would dare to attack him after sensing his aura? Just like when Dis and Perkins first met Purple, they were clearly stronger than Purple, but couldn't muster up any thoughts of resisting.
Therefore, as a mythological beast with little fighting experience, Ming smartly chose to imitate. He had intelligence that wasn't inferior to humans. When imitating, he would naturally choose the most suitable and easiest to imitate. Purple's previous fighting style was undoubtedly like this.
Therefore, when Wei Lingfeng's fist smashed upwards towards Ming, who was much taller than him, Ming imitated Purple and stood there without moving. He looked like a fool, allowing Wei Lingfeng's fist to land on his body.
Elder Wei Lingfeng's fist was originally just a probing attack. However, when his fist, which was filled with rank 7 purple level dou qi, landed on Ming's body, Ming didn't even have the slightest intention of dodging. This immediately made Wei Lingfeng furious. As the head elder, was he looking down on him? Immediately, he added 20% more force to his fist.
There was a muffled bang, and Ming's body shook. The smile on his face suddenly disappeared, turning into a frown. He rubbed his lower abdomen with his big hand and grinned, "It hurts a little."
Wei Lingfeng stared at Ming, dumbfounded. Just now, when his fist had landed on Ming's body, he felt as if he hadn't punched a human body, but an incomparably hard wall. Even his fist, which was protected by his dou qi, felt numb. Moreover, this wall was much harder than any rock. Even granite would shatter in front of his dou qi, but this tall fellow in front of him had only said that it hurt a little.
Great Elder Wei Lingfeng couldn't believe this was real. He secretly told himself that it was an illusion. This must be an illusion. Even if the opponent was a magical beast. But what kind of magical beast could use its body to withstand his fist? Even the legendary Holy Dragon couldn't do it. Of course, he didn't know. The defensive power of this person in front of him was also incomparable to that of the Holy Dragon.
In order to test if what he had just done was an illusion. Great Elder Wei Lingfeng launched another attack. This time, it wasn't a probing punch. His feet slid forward, displaying an agility that didn't match his age. At such a short distance, he actually left behind an afterimage. Countless shadows of the fists left beautiful arcs in the air as they bombarded Ming's vitals.
They were both from the Chrysanthemum Faction. The moment Grand Elder Wei Ming made his move, he immediately displayed his strength. Compared to the Chrysanthemum Faction Headmaster Wei Lingfeng, his dou qi was much more solid, and his attack speed seemed incomparably fast. But every punch was real, without any feints.
At least a hundred punches struck at different parts of Ming's body at the same time, without any fancy moves. And most of them hit his vitals. For a moment, loud banging sounds could be heard. Purple qi spread around Ming's body. His body, which was about three meters behind him in human form, bent forward and backward. It swayed with the force of the punches.
But. No matter how Ming's body swayed, he still stood there. However, he remained standing there. His feet seemed to be rooted to the ground, and there were no signs of him moving. The violent booms caused the expression on his face to change in all sorts of strange ways. One moment he frowned, the next he smiled. The expression on his face was that of someone releasing pleasure.
He threw out a hundred punches with all his strength. A purple shadow flashed. Great Elder Wei Lingfeng was already ten meters in front of Ming. Although his expression didn't change, his chest rose and fell slightly. He couldn't bear the huge consumption of his dou qi. A hundred punches. Wei Lingfeng realized that it was the same as his first punch. No matter where the opponent was. No matter if it was a vital point or not, it was as hard as a rock. But Wei Lingfeng was still very confident in his fists. He believed that even if the opponent looked fine on the surface, his internal organs should have already been injured by his heavy fists. Facing this guy who didn't even fight back and would only take a beating. He didn't even need to use his sword. Victory would be revealed soon.
Ming looked at the retreating Wei Lingfeng. He moved his head. A teeth-aching cracking sound came from his neck. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of purple qi. He said something that almost caused Wei Lingfeng to vomit blood. "So good, I haven't relaxed like this in a long time. So comfortable! Do you still want to continue? "
"You …"
Wei Lingfeng's expression really changed this time. He realized that his opponent was simply a pervert. How was he still fine? No, it couldn't be. He must be forcing himself to hold on. In order to prove his thoughts. Wei Lingfeng stood where he was. He stared at Ming, waiting for him to show an injured expression. But he was quickly disappointed. Ming also stood there looking at him, not a trace of pain on his face.
Actually, Ming really didn't mean to anger Wei Lingfeng. In terms of defense, the Mountain Giant and the War Beast could be said to be the top of all magical beasts. Not to mention Wei Lingfeng's purple level attack, even a true Demigod level attack might not be able to cause much damage to him. And the super strong defense also caused some problems. His body was extremely insensitive to external stimuli. When Wei Lingfeng's punches landed on his body, it was as if Wei Lingfeng's full purple level dou qi had given him a full body massage. Ever since he was young, this was the first time he had experienced such a comfortable feeling. He subconsciously said what he felt.
Seeing that Wei Lingfeng didn't seem to have any intentions of attacking, Ming remembered that he was here to fight and not to be massaged. He said honestly, "Since you don't want to hit me, then I'll hit you. Sure. "
Ming's original body only had one eye, but when he transformed into human form, he naturally had a pair of human eyes. At this moment, a strange bluish-purple halo suddenly appeared on his pair of large eyes. Then, a scene that greatly shocked Great Elder Wei Ming happened. Ming's flashing bluish-purple eyes actually moved on his face, moving towards the center.
What, what was going on?
Very quickly, Ming's eyes fused into one eye. This eye was even larger than the previous two eyes, and it flashed with a strange bluish-purple halo as it stared at Wei Lingfeng.
Crack, a twisting bluish-purple lightning instantly shot out from that single eye. The speed of the lightning was too fast, and Wei Lingfeng was a bit dazed because of the change in Ming's face. He didn't even have the chance to dodge, and was immediately hit by the bluish-purple lightning.
Great Elder Wei Lingfeng didn't lose face. At least, after he was hit by Ming's attack, he didn't move even half a step away, just like when Ming was hit by his fist. However, the current Great Elder looked completely different.
His originally light yellow robe had turned into a scorched black color, including his exposed skin. The funniest thing was his hair. Originally, his silver-white hair was neatly combed at the back of his head, but at this time, it was completely standing up like steel needles.
The experts from the Eastern Dragon Eight Schools who were watching the fight were dumbfounded. Ye Li muttered to himself, "Could it be that this is the legendary Super Saiyan?"
Ming turned his head and grinned at Ye Yinzhu. "I've won. I'm afraid he won't be able to move. He'll be fine in half an hour. The strength of his Dou Qi is enough to protect himself from being injured by my lightning. "
"I haven't lost yet."
Wei Lingfeng's voice suddenly rang out. Under Ming's lightning attack, his whole body was paralyzed, but the Eastern Dragon Eight Schools' Dou Qi was different. Relying on his tyrannical strength, although his appearance had changed greatly, he didn't suffer much damage. At this time, he was frantically urging the Dou Qi in his body, and his body had already recovered a certain degree of mobility.
Ming frowned. "You've lost. There's no need to continue. Don't you understand? "
As he spoke, his fused eye once again flashed with lightning. However, this time, the lightning was white.
Wei Lingfeng stood there blankly, looking at the flickering light in Ming's eye. Of course, he knew what it was. The same light had appeared when Great Elder Mei Qing used Winter Plum Blossom. Ming didn't seem to be accumulating any power. He just casually revealed that terrifying color. Wei Lingfeng knew that he had lost. At the same time, he also understood that the enemy in front of him was probably the strongest among the four major races of Zither City! This seemingly simple and honest fellow was actually a man of great intelligence who appeared to be slow-witted.
When Great Elder Wei Lingfeng rejected Ye Yinzhu's kind intentions to help him return to his side and staggered back to the Eastern Dragon Eight Schools' side, the newly established East Dragon Empire was completely silent. Not only the experts of the Eastern Dragon Eight Schools, but even the disciples of the various sects who were watching the battle revealed a look of disappointment and a special light in their eyes.
The empire had just been established, and had yet to truly display its strength on the mainland. Just in Zither City, it had already received such a strong challenge from the foreign races. Six battles and four losses. This kind of result wasn't something that they could accept. Even the referee, Ye Yinzhu, was a little surprised. Of course, Ye Yinzhu also knew that the main reason for this result was that the four major races of Zither City had already sent out their strongest experts. The following matches wouldn't be so easy. Other than Shan and Lei, who could use their special abilities to obtain a victory, there was no one else in Zither City who could compete with the experts of the Eastern Dragon Eight Schools. However, if they could achieve a 5-5 result, that was what Ye Yinzhu wanted to see the most. That way, it would be easier to resolve the conflict between the two sides. Both sides' strength would be displayed in front of the other side, and it would be easier to obtain the other side's respect. He could be said to have put a lot of thought into this method of deciding the winner of ten battles.
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