Outside the battle stage, the people from the Taiqing Pavilion and the Feiyu Kenshū Sect faced each other on two sides. Cui Fuling was the witness at the Taiqing Pavilion. When Yi Tian saw her, he no longer acted like a little girl.
After meeting up, Cui Fuling only glanced at Mi Jun and Hong Fei. She didn't put Yi Tian in her eyes at all.
Hong Fei and the others knew the inside story, but they pretended not to know and began to chat with Cui Fuling. Yi Tian tactfully stood to the side silently. At the same time, he glanced at the people from the Feiyu Kenshū Sect.
After taking a closer look, the other side was also an inner disciple. There weren't many of them, only two. Yi Tian withdrew all of his spirit force, but he estimated that these two people were much stronger than the three people from the Taiqing Pavilion.
After the two groups discussed, Mi Jun and Ding Xuan, who were today's protagonists, entered from the two sides of the battle stage. The two groups climbed onto the stage marked with the Taiqing Pavilion and the Feiyu Kenshū Sect.
After everyone was in position, Cui Fuling cast a spell on a stone formation disk on the high platform, and a white light flashed across the entire General Battle Stage.
Then, with a whoosh, the white light gathered in the air and surrounded the two in the air, isolating them from the outside world.
Then Cui Fuling shouted, "You can begin. Unless one side concedes or is beaten to the point where they can't fight back, the seal won't be released. However, you can't kill the other side. If such a situation occurs, don't blame us witnesses for stopping it. "
When Mi Jun and Ding Xuan heard this, they only responded with a few words, but no one knew what they were thinking in their hearts.
The moment Cui Yu Ling finished speaking, the two people inside moved. They stomped their feet, stirring up waves, and their figures shot forward like arrows from a bow. At the same time, their hands didn't stop moving. They held their spirit weapons in their hands, ready to attack.
Yi Tian only heard a series of 'ping ping' sounds. The spirit weapons in their hands instantly turned into golden light that streaked across the air and covered each other's heads.
However, what came as a surprise to him was that the stone platform had clearly been damaged by their attacks, but in less than 10 breaths, the damaged surface of the platform had been restored to its original state.
This was clearly an extremely brilliant self-healing formation. Yi Tian's heart warmed when he saw this, and he secretly thought that the person who set up this formation was definitely an expert. There must be a large spirit vein node under the general stage, and the formation pattern on the general stage was the self-healing formation pattern. It was just that the surface area was too large, and he didn't carefully distinguish it.
Afterward, he quietly extended his Divine Sense and carefully engraved the formation pattern in his heart. At the same time, he took out a jade slip and gently engraved it on it.
Most of the people's attention was focused on the battle on the field, but Cui Fu Ling took the time to turn her head and glanced at him. The two looked at each other, and Yi Tian forced out a smile while Cui Fu Ling turned her head away with an unfriendly expression.
Thus, no one came to disturb him. Yi Tian stood at the back, happy to have the peace. The carving knife in his hand sped up, and he began to engrave the formation pattern on the general stage.
A moment later, he heard the cheers of the Feiyu Kenshū Sect members. With a sweep of his Divine Sense, he discovered that Ding Xuan was suppressing Mi Jun on the field.
Unfortunately, no matter how the opponent attacked, Mi Jun only strictly defended. After Ding Xuan's fierce attacks, Mi Jun's figure moved. The red Extreme Yang Saber in his hand flashed, and several saber lights instantly engulfed Ding Xuan's figure.
Seeing Mi Jun's counterattack, the people around him applauded. Yi Tian, on the other hand, curled his lips in disapproval. Seeing that the two of them were evenly matched, the key to victory would be the spirit tools, spirit armors, and pills they had.
It was clear that Ding Xuan wasn't someone easy to deal with. After entering the Feiyu Kenshū Sect, he had learned the sect's secret techniques, and his sword moves had gradually become more powerful. Yi Tian's eyes flashed with azure light, and he used the Eye of Truth to observe Ding Xuan's techniques. Ding Xuan was using the sect's direct sword techniques. Unfortunately, the strength of his cultivation couldn't make up for his lack of understanding of sword techniques. Even he, who had only learned the Radiant Sword Technique and the Radiant Sword Technique, was much stronger than Ding Xuan's.
From Ding Xuan's moves, it could be seen that Ding Xuan's moves were ruthless. Unfortunately, he hadn't truly experienced life and death, so his every move was filled with killing intent, and lacked the decisiveness he should have.
On the other hand, although Mi Jun's cultivation method was slightly inferior, he had experienced many life and death battles in the Department of Internal Affairs. Compared to Ding Xuan's advantage in actual combat, Ding Xuan was confident that he would be able to make up for the flaws in his cultivation method over time.
The two of them didn't hold back at all from the start of their battle. They were well aware of each other's strength over the past thousand years, so they didn't hold back and attacked with all their might.
Yi Tian knew that Mi Jun's plan was to compete with his opponent in terms of stamina and recovery.
After the two of them fought for four hours, they went all out. Their spirit power was consumed like flowing water, and they didn't hold back at all.
Sure enough, after fighting for a long time, the consumption of the spiritual power in their bodies had reached a peak. After a single exchange, Mi Jun and Ding Xuan flashed to the sides of the stage and took out pills to replenish their spirit power.
Mi Jun took out a bottle of wine, opened the cap, and drank half of it. In that instant, his spirit power fluctuations increased by a level. It appeared that he had recovered most of his spirit power.
As for Ding Xuan, although he had taken a few pills, he still needed to circulate his spirit power for a few cycles. His spirit power fluctuations naturally couldn't compare to Ding Xuan's.
Of course, Mi Jun wouldn't miss such a rare opportunity. Seeing that he had the advantage in terms of spiritual force recovery, he didn't hesitate to summon the Extreme Yang Battle Blade, which turned into a dazzling red sun, to attack his opponent.
At that moment, Ding Xuan's face was filled with shock. He clearly didn't expect Mi Jun to recover so quickly. Seeing the red sun rise before him, he knew that he couldn't back down, so he could only grit his teeth and endure.
With a boom, the entire stage shook and two figures appeared on the stage. However, Mi Jun was still as overbearing as ever. As for Ding Xuan, his clothes were tattered and his aura had weakened. It seemed that he was at a disadvantage.
Suddenly, a black light flashed from Ding Xuan's hand and hit his opponent at close range. Mi Jun was knocked back dozens of feet before stabilizing himself. Different voices came from both sides of the stage. The Taiqing Pavilion's people were cursing Ding Xuan for shamelessly using a hidden weapon to launch a sneak attack. On the other hand, Fei Rain Sword Sect's side was clamoring for a duel where the winner would be king.
On the field, Mi Jun stood up shakily. There was a large hole in his clothes, revealing the soft white rhino armor underneath. His expression instantly returned to normal. He looked at the wound with disdain and drank the remaining half of the honey wine.
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