Chapter 1165
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"Peng!"
When the deacon of the Shrine Pavilion activated the defensive array, two figures, one purple and one white, suddenly retreated from the top of the Hundred Sects Battle Platform. They landed on the ground hundreds of feet away. The steel-like bricks under their feet were shattered by the powerful force of their fall.
"Is this a lightspeed movement technique? It's really terrifying."
Long Bufan was slightly out of breath. He couldn't help but be surprised. He frowned and thought to himself, "If I hadn't integrated the Wind Law into the power of thunder, then the speed of thunder wouldn't have been able to match Long Ya's lightspeed movement technique."
Bai Weng, who was presiding over the finals, looked indifferent as he floated at the edge of the battle platform. He naturally saw that Long Bufan's power of thunder contained the Wind Law. With the support of the Concept, his speed was indeed much faster.
But the lightspeed movement technique that Long Ya had comprehended from the Light Law was even more terrifying.
In other words, Long Bufan's body needed to be augmented with the Wind Concept's Speed Movement Technique in order to increase his speed to the same level as the Dragon Fang Flag Drum.
However, how could Dragon Fang not be shocked? If he truly compared them, then with his half-step seventh level Divine Sea cultivation, he was half a boundary higher than Long Bufan.
But in terms of speed, he couldn't crush his opponent. Moreover, it was the lightspeed movement technique that he was most proud of. Long Ya couldn't help but be amazed by this situation. He found it hard to accept. The absolute confidence that he had shown before seemed to be blocked at this moment.
"I have to admit, your speed is much faster than I imagined." Long Ya stared at Long Bufan in the distance. The Azure Dragon Treasure Saber in his hand emitted a heart-palpitating white light under the sunlight.
"Your speed is also faster than I thought." Long Bufan smiled indifferently. His cold eyes locked onto his opponent. The Devouring Evil Sword in his hand was also surging with a chilling black aura.
When the two of them fought just now, it was true that neither of them could suppress the other in terms of speed.
But if they continued to compete in speed like this, there would be no end. It would only be a competition of endurance.
After a simple conversation, the sparring stage once again fell into a short period of silence.
Hei Yan looked back at the approaching Demon Corpse Tide and said with a frown, "The demon corpse tide is about to reach Sky Prosperity City!"
At this moment, both inside and outside the arena, the atmosphere was tense and oppressive.
At the edge of the stage, Bai Weng calmly observed. He did not inform the Long Bufan duo about the impending invasion of the demon corpse tide. This was because the most important thing for them now was to unleash their true potential without being distracted. Only then would it be more meaningful to be the champion.
"Do you dare to fight me head-on?" Long Ya suddenly asked. He held the Azure Dragon Saber in his hand and looked straight at Long Bufan. A berserk battle intent slowly rose in his eyes.
"Why wouldn't I dare?" Long Bufan shook the Devouring Evil Sword in his hand. At this moment, his body was filled with a tyrannical battle intent.
Just a moment ago, they were competing in speed. Now, they were competing in strength and martial arts foundation!
Hearing the conversation between the two of them, the disciples of various sects were so excited that their eyes turned red. They widened their eyes and looked forward to the battle between the two geniuses.
Even the upper echelons of various sects were carefully watching.
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