"It all depends on who has a deeper cultivation base and more internal energy, and who can hold on longer!"
After Lou Qianxue received the words from the Hidden Sect's Great Elder, she thought of the inscriptions on Ling Dong's body and felt something was wrong.
The Hidden Sect's Great Elder nodded: "It seems that this battle will take quite some time!"
The other side!
The East Region Pavilion Master and the East Region Pavilion Elders all looked as if they were sure of victory.
"Everything is under control. If nothing unexpected happens, Ling Dong will be able to defeat Ye Zhuixun!"
"But... I never thought that Ye Zhuixun would recover today after being so badly injured yesterday!"
“I heard that the five elders of the Hidden Sect have extraordinary attainments in alchemy. It is not surprising that they have elixirs in their hands.”
"It seems that this hidden sect is really full of hidden talents. It should not be underestimated!"
boom!
boom!
The people below were watching nervously. On the stage, Ling Dong and Ye Zhuixun showed no sign of giving in and the battle was in full swing!
It’s just as Lou Qianxue and the Hidden Sect’s Great Elder said.
The two of them had a deep understanding of the artistic conception, and although they only used one move, their method was superb.
The other person was holding a seventh-level spiritual weapon, which was extremely powerful!
For a moment, the battle between the two was deadlocked!
Even some ordinary disciples could see the trick.
"We can only delay the time and see who can hold out to the end!"
Time passes slowly!
Half an hour has passed!
Both of the men on the stage were pale and sweaty, looking exhausted, but they still gritted their teeth and persisted, fighting non-stop!
"These two are both very strong! They are far superior to ordinary warriors!"
Many people couldn't help but feel emotional.
Another half hour passed!
The two men, who had been fighting at a high intensity and could not move at all, looked much weaker, as if they were at the end of their strength!
"It seems that the victory or defeat is just around the corner!"
Everyone, who was a little tired at first, couldn't help but cheer up...
"Heh... Mr. Ye, my apologies!" A mysterious light flashed across Ling Dong's eyes, and a strange smile appeared on his face.
Ye Zhuixun clenched his trembling fists and said, "Offend? Do you think you can beat me? Impossible! I won't lose!"
"You have no say on this matter now!" Ling Dong said in a low voice!
Buzz!
The energy in his entire body vibrated, and his originally weakened aura recovered rapidly at a speed that ordinary people could hardly imagine!
Ye Zhuixun's expression suddenly changed.
Ling Dong said proudly: "I know that my cultivation is not as good as yours, and I have the advantage because of my spiritual weapon, so I carefully exhausted your energy before using my trump card... Now, my energy is surging and I am in excellent condition, while you are at the end of your strength... If you don't lose, who will lose?"
"Eye of Tianwu!" When Ling Dong's energy was restored, Lou Qianxue's eyes instantly turned silver. She saw that the blood-colored inscription on Ling Dong's body was like a bottomless pit, madly absorbing the surrounding energy. However, in the blink of an eye, Ling Dong's energy was replenished to its peak state!
Even in such a short period of time, Ling Dong's cultivation level actually increased a little!
"What kind of inscription is this?" Even Lou Qianxue couldn't help but wonder: "It can actually restore my energy so quickly... and even my cultivation is increasing all the time!"
The East Region Pavilion actually has such means
She was thinking...
"It's over!" The Hidden Sect's Great Elder clenched his hands and whispered with an unpleasant expression: "Ye Zhuixun is going to lose!"
Lin Tingfeng was sitting next to Lou Qianxue and the Great Elder, and his expression turned grim when he heard this.
Dongyu Pavilion used a seventh-level spiritual weapon, and it was unknown what means were used to make Ling Dong instantly go from a spent force to the strongest state... Ye Zhuixun had to lose, so what about him
What methods will the East Region Pavilion use to deal with him
"So you want me to surrender?"
Ye Zhuixun kept gasping for breath, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell on the martial arts stage, creating a puddle of water in the blink of an eye!
"What a pity—I must win this one!"
Only if he wins, will he be eligible to go to the Sihai Chamber of Commerce to propose marriage!
There is still one chapter left, I will continue later!
(End of this chapter)