Although Feng Wujiang and Jian Piaoling admitted defeat, they still had some pride in their bones. They didn't think they would truly become servants of Empress Wa's Palace.
When Ming Yu said this, the two of them began to face this matter seriously. They couldn't help but feel disappointed.
The two of them couldn't remain calm anymore. They sank into a kind of pain.
As for Zhao Yuande, he had split into two bodies. His main body was waving his fists and fighting the golden figure in the lightning. His soul was still fighting Zhang Fan.
As soon as his main body came into contact with the golden figure, he immediately felt that his opponent's moves were similar to his halberd arts. When they fought, there were shadows of his own battle.
He immediately knew that the Heavenly Tribulation must have recorded his fighting style and then formed a clone of him so that he could fight it.
Zhao Yuande and the golden figure had only fought for a few rounds, and he could already see the many unreasonable points in his halberd technique. Bit by bit, he memorized all these unreasonable points in his heart.
The more he fought, the more excited and crazy he became. His opponent was simply him. All of his moves were under his opponent's control. It didn't feel good to be controlled, but it was still the same. He could see many flaws in the golden figure.
He suddenly felt that the golden figure wasn't the final punishment of the Heavenly Tribulation, but the final benefit!
At this time, the battle with Zhang Fan's soul was gradually coming to an end. His soul was losing ground, and in the end, the jade bottle in his hand was shattered by his opponent's lightning. He could no longer resist the terrifying power of the lightning cauldron and could only admit defeat.
Zhang Fan smiled faintly. He looked at Zhao Yuande's main body and realized that half of Zhao Yuande's soul had returned to his main body. Immediately, the golden figure began to lose. In a few breaths of time, Zhao Yuande's halberd shattered it.
"Phew!"
Zhao Yuande heaved a sigh of relief and nodded slightly at Zhang Fan who was looking at him with a smile.
"Brother Zhang, you won the soul. Don't be careless. The next battle will be the real battle!" Although Zhao Yuande had lost the battle, he was still smiling.
In this short period of time, his control over the Tower of Eternity had improved a bit, and he had a bit more confidence in the upcoming third battle.
"Should we proceed to the third round or take a break first?" Zhang Fan suggested, "You've just gone through the Thunder Tribulation. Why don't you rest for a while so that you can show your full strength? Otherwise, if you lose, you'll say that I took advantage of your weakness!"
"Haha! Brother Zhang, you think too much. Actually, I didn't lose anything! "Zhao Yuande waved his hand and pointed at the crowd outside." Let's continue! Otherwise, they'll be anxious! "
"In that case, let's begin!" A Thunder Cauldron appeared in Zhang Fan's hand. He looked at Zhao Yuande with burning eyes and said, "I hope we can have a good fight this time!"
"Fight!"
Zhao Yuande wielded his halberd, and the two of them instantly collided.
"Boom!"
This time, it was a true collision of power. Not only was there the power of the physical body, there was also the support of the soul and the infusion of spiritual power.
The moment the halberd and the thunderbolt collided, it was as if two huge suns had collided. The explosive power directly impacted the enchantment seal of the martial arts field.
"Crack!"
The enchantment seal that the old servant had reinforced last time actually let out a crisp cracking sound.
"Oh no!"
The old servant's expression changed. He hurriedly raised his finger and a powerful force of the world descended on the enchantment seal, instantly increasing its defense by several levels.
"These two freaks!"
At this time, even Xiao Tong couldn't help but reveal a shocked expression. Even with the strength of a peerless Divine Emperor, he couldn't help but be shocked. The full strength collision of the two of them was indeed beyond common sense.
At this time, if it weren't for the martial arts field blocking the aftermath of the battle, the spectators would have been overturned. Some unlucky people might even have been crushed to death.
"These two are monsters. Their true combat strength has reached the limit of their realm. If they attacked me like this, I wouldn't be able to take it!" Feng Wujiang very frankly admitted that he was inferior to them.
"They're no longer on the same level as us!" Jian Piaoling said dejectedly. "Master once told me that there is a kind of genius called a monster. They're not people we can look up to. At the time, I didn't understand, but after seeing the battle between the two of them, I understand. They're probably on par with Divine Emperors now!"
"I've heard of this kind of genius!" Ming Yu suddenly whispered.
"Who?" Jian Piaoling and Feng Wujiang asked at the same time.
"Emperor Lingxu Zhang Jiyang!" Ming Yu said. "He's one of the strongest Immortal Emperors in the Immortal Realm. He seems to be an expert from the East Imperial Great World! Rumor has it that when he was an Immortal Emperor, he killed seventeen Divine Emperors who invaded his Incipient World and forced the invaders to retreat. When Emperor Lingxu reached peak Immortal Emperor, he personally shattered the seal placed on his Incipient World by the great figures of the Immortal Realm. He fought his way to the Immortal Realm and killed dozens of immortals to completely break the seal on his Incipient World. Since then, people from his Incipient World have gradually been able to ascend to the Immortal Realm.
"I've heard of this person as well!" Feng Wujiang nodded. "To be able to become the strongest Immortal Emperor in the Immortal Realm, he's indeed a peerless genius. Zhao Yuande and Jian Piaoling are indeed on par with him back then."
"You should know that an Immortal Emperor is equivalent to an Eternal Realm expert. If Zhang Jiyang can become a peerless Immortal Emperor, then the two of them must be extraordinary as well. Their future is limitless!" Feng Wujiang said with some yearning. "In that case, it's not that embarrassing for us to become subordinates of an Immortal Emperor or Eternal Realm expert!"
"Absolutely not!" Jian Piaoling's eyes lit up. She'd felt a bit sullen before, but after hearing this, she felt enlightened.
Clang!
Suddenly, the crisp sound of a sword rang out.
A longsword had appeared in Zhang Fan's hand out of nowhere. The blade was pitch-black and had no luster at all. It gave off a very ordinary feeling.
Zhang Fan held the long sword in his hand and made a strange pose. He raised his head high like an enraged viper. The long sword in his hand was like the tongue of a viper, hissing and spitting out a golden light.
Shadow Serpent Sword!
Zhang Fan spat out three words, and the longsword in his hand shot through the air like a pitch-black snake slithering into the void.
Zhao Yuande felt a strong sense of danger envelop him. He felt as if an invisible snake was slithering around him. If he wasn't careful, the snake would jump out and bite him.
Since he was fighting Zhang Fan, he couldn't afford to be distracted. His body blurred, and a doppelganger walked out of his body to meet Zhang Fan's attack.
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