After a huge spiritual collision. Xia Yan's Juling acupoint stagnated for a while and stopped functioning.
However, after a while, the Juling acupoint on Xia Yan's abdomen slowly turned again. The silver spiritual power flowing out from Juling Point, with star-like light spots, quickly repaired the damaged muscles and tendons in Xia Yan's body.
At this time, if some healing pills can be used, the effect will naturally be better. However, in the competition, it is obviously not realistic to use healing pills, and besides, Xia Yan has lost Qi and Blood Pills.
After panting rapidly from a distance, Xia Yan's breathing gradually calmed down, and the blush gradually rose on his terribly pale face. Xia Yan's resilience is simply unimaginable to most people.
"This Xia Yan hasn't fallen yet!" Wang Yu, who was tens of meters away, gritted his teeth with a livid face.
The spiritual power in his body also seemed to be scattered at this moment. Wang Yu is also hurrying to gather the defeated spiritual power. He knew that Xia Yan was hurt more seriously than him. As long as Xia Yan can be attacked continuously at this time, Xia Yan will definitely lose.
In Wang Yu's hand, he slowly raised the cloud-breaking mace. On the green-black cloud-breaking mace, there was a finger-sized gap...
"What?!" Wang Yu was shocked when he saw the gap!
This cloud-breaking mace is made of a variety of rare high-grade ores. No matter in terms of hardness or toughness, it is beyond the reach of ordinary weapons. But now, a gap the size of a finger was cut open.
"Then what kind of weapon is in Xia Yan's hand? It's so powerful? My cloud-breaking mace was actually destroyed by him!" Wang Yu took a breath in surprise, and the spiritual power in his body gradually flowed, "If my weapon is worse , wouldn't it be cut off directly. If the weapon breaks, I must be seriously injured just now!"
Thinking of this, Wang Yu was shocked!
The crowd around the square became restless again.
It was really shocking to see the scene of the destruction of the arena. The strength of the strong can achieve this level, how much strength does it need? Huge stones were scattered in the field in a mess.
On the high platform, Gang Congfang's face was as black as ink. in the eyes. A sinister ray of light flashed. The fingers are bent into eagle claws, as hard as iron stone.
"Damn it, this Xia Yan is simply..."
A big man on the high platform gasped, couldn't help but widen his eyes and swear.
Xia Yan has such strength now, if he enters Tiangong to practice again...
"Whoosh!"
Xia Yan moved!
Xia Yan actually moved first!
The people on the high platform could see clearly what happened just now, and of course knew that Xia Yan was injured more seriously than Wang Yu. He also knew that after a brief pause just now, both of them were trying to recover their strength.
Those with serious injuries should of course recover more slowly. Therefore, almost everyone thought that Wang Yu must be the first to attack again. However, in the sight of everyone, it was Xia Yan who made the first move.
Chenxi Sword, from top to bottom, slashed down with a sharp sword energy.
"Hiss..."
The violent explosion made everyone feel the power of this sword. The overwhelming sword shadows seem to devour everything.
Even the sunlight was covered by dense sword shadows. A piece of silver light burst out from the Chenxi sword, the dazzling brilliance made people's eyes hurt.
"Huh!" While Xia Yan's figure was moving. Wang Yu also forcibly gathered the spiritual power in his body, gritted his teeth fiercely, controlled the external spiritual power, kicked hard with his feet, and his body rushed upwards rapidly, and then floated in the air.
The sword energy instantly devoured Wang Yu. However, sword energy alone cannot pose a real threat to Wang Yu. Sword Qi, if you deal with someone much weaker than yourself, the damage will naturally be quick and the effect will be significant. But against enemies of comparable strength, it is difficult to be effective. Sword Qi, after all, is just a sharp air wave formed by spiritual power. Although it is sharp, it has insufficient stamina.
"Crack-crack-crack..."
Under Wang Yu's low level, Xia Yan's sword qi didn't play any real role. Wang Yu was floating in the air, her red eyes staring at Xia Yan below.
"Oops, he is condescending, but I don't have a good way to deal with him." Xia Yan's body stopped suddenly, and Wang Yu, before his attack arrived and took effect, soared up to avoid the physical attack of Chenxi Sword.
"Xia Yan, the advantage of the Lingzong is something you can't make up for. If you are also the Lingzong, then I will definitely lose. But unfortunately, you are not the Lingzong, so today you are doomed to fail!" Wang Yu said coldly. eyes flashing. A ray of light burst out.
Then, the Poyun mace in Wang Yu's hand turned into a stream of black light, and quickly charged towards Xia Yan.
Down below, Xia Yan was indeed very passive.
However, facing Wang Yu's attack, Xia Yan could only grit his teeth and resist.
"boom!"
The two collided again! This time, Xia Yan's body paused, and the boulder stepped on under him, like a fragile piece of paper, instantly shattered into thousands of pieces.
"Crack!" Xia Yan even felt that the bones of his body were about to break.
But Wang Yu turned over and flew upside down to return to the sky. Flying upside down while controlling the external spiritual force to unload, Wang Yu seemed much more relaxed than Xia Yan.
"Can you still hold on?!" Wang Yu sneered when he saw Xia Yan spit out a mouthful of blood.
At this point in the competition, both sides have already brought out their full strength.
"Hehe, try it and you'll know!" Xia Yanye wiped his left sleeve on his mouth, looked at Wang Yu in the sky and said with a sneer.
"If this continues, I will lose!" Xia Yan said to try. But in my heart, I was anxious. The meridian muscles that had just been repaired were severely injured again, much worse than before. Even the Juling acupoint on the abdomen has stagnated. The spiritual power in the body does not flow smoothly.
The next attack by Wang Yu might make Xia Yan unable to stand!
"At the same time as the fight, my body also retreated to relieve my strength. Maybe this is the only way to delay some time." Xia Yan sighed inwardly.
At this time, Xia Yan's mind suddenly flashed scenes of Lingluo sword moves that he was already familiar with. every move. Each style was formed by Xia Yan through condensing other martial arts.
Although these moves are condensed and integrated with Lingluo's mind, they can also be said to be created by Xia Yan himself.
Xia Yan is as familiar with these moves as if they were part of his body.
Under the urging of Lingluo's mind, these moves were automatically practiced at this time.
Wang Yu raised his head to the sky and let out a long cry, and slowly poked the cloud-breaking mace in his hand again, "Xia Yan, let's see if you can take this trick!"
"Bang!" Wang Yu's body swooped down again, bringing a strong air current to impact. This airflow can directly kill ordinary great spiritual masters!
Xia Yan's eyes were fixed, and he handed out the Chenxi sword in his hand instantly, and a piece of sword light greeted the black streamer in the air.
"Bang!" This time, Xia Yan's body retreated nearly ten meters at the same time, releasing at least half of his strength. Even so, Xia Yan still felt that he could not breathe freely.
"strength!"
"Spiritual power, gather!"
"Concentrate the power to a certain point, and then burst out suddenly. Infuse spiritual power into the Dawn Sword, gather it to a point at the tip of the sword, and then burst out suddenly."
"I have been working hard to condense like this. Although there is progress, it is very slow. Now, the only hope is to be able to condense the spiritual power to a point to attack!"
In Xia Yan's mind, it was as if a film had been pierced, and all the thoughts in his mind suddenly became clear. Although Xia Yan also knew the importance of cohesive strength in the past, but there has been little progress. Now, Xia Yan feels that he can be cohesive. With the spirit power in his body slackened and the Juling acupoint not functioning smoothly, Xia Yan actually had the feeling that his heart was like a mirror.
"If the fight continues, Xia Yan will be seriously injured!" Liu Yun stood on the high platform, with a trace of worry in his eyes, "I'm afraid Xia Yan's injury is already serious by now. No way!"
Liu Yun's heart skipped a beat.
"I have to stop Xia Yan from fighting!" Liu Yun turned to look at Mr. Liu.
"Mr. Liu, Purple Leaf Academy is indeed inferior to Longteng Academy. In this exchange competition, Purple Leaf Academy lost, so it's over here." Liu Yun said to Mr. Liu in a deep voice.
Take the initiative to admit defeat, Liu Yun has never done such a thing. But now, he has to do it.
"Principal Liu Yun, are you sure you want to admit defeat?!" Mr. Liu also felt that it was time to end the contest between Xia Yan and Wang Yu. If anything happened, the loss would be great.
These two students are so red-eyed that they probably won't leave any room to attack each other.
"Yes!" Liu Yun said firmly.
"That's good." Mr. Liu nodded quickly, then glanced down, and said loudly, "Xia Yan, Wang Yu, you can stop the competition. Ziye Academy has surrendered."
At this time, Ziye Academy admitted defeat, and it was not ugly. The viewers, one by one, were all terrified and shocked. They will be very satisfied when the competition ends here.
"Let's end it, this Xia Yan is indeed a genius, it would be a pity if something happens." Gang Congfang nodded and sighed after shaking his head.
"It's an honor for Purple Leaf Academy to lose." Dianzhu Mu suddenly said loudly.
"That's right, Xia Yan, it's the glory of Ziye Academy." Mr. He added, emphasizing his tone, and glanced contemptuously at Congfang.
Longteng Academy suddenly sent Lingzong expert Wang Yu from Tiangong to participate in the super academy exchange meeting. These holy land bosses didn't say anything, but they knew it very well in their hearts. They just didn't express their contempt for the gangster.
"Huh? The two of them..."
Everyone noticed that after Mr. Liu announced that the exchange competition between Ziye Academy and Longteng Academy had ended, Xia Yan and Wang Yu in the field did not intend to end the competition. These two people are still accumulating strength and preparing to attack.
"Oops!" Liu Yun stared and shouted, his body instantly turned into a gust of wind and rushed down, he wanted to stop the two from continuing to fight. This is a student competition at the academy exchange meeting, not a fight to the death!