"What kind of martial spirit is this?" Zheng Shiyi was slightly surprised. Although Yuncai's martial spirit is rare, he has experienced too many battles, but he has also encountered people who possess Yuncai's martial spirit, but in front of him, Zhao Yan The young man's martial spirit gave him an unusually mysterious feeling. It had been a long time since anyone's martial spirit had given him this feeling.
The aura in Zhao Yan's body continued to rise, but Su Yuqi on the opposite side never attacked and allowed Zhao Yan's aura to rise.
In just a few breaths, Zhao Yan's aura seemed to have reached its peak.
Clang…
There was a crisp sound, and the sharp sword in Zhao Yan's hand was unsheathed. Hidden in the somewhat old scabbard was a crystal clear sword. On the sword body, blue light flowed, and under the sunlight, it looked like a stream. Slowly flowing, a chilling air filled the entire arena.
Suddenly, the next moment, the auspicious clouds above his head began to flutter.
As his auspicious cloud martial spirit fluttered, the clouds in the entire sky began to flutter, slowly falling from the sky downwards. Looking from a distance, it gave people the feeling that the entire sky was falling. An endless sense of depression came.
bump!
Suddenly, in the sky, the continuously falling clouds made a muffled sound, and clouds exploded in the sky. Countless broken clouds fell towards the ring below at an alarming speed. In just a short moment, they had fallen. On to the ring.
In just one breath, the entire arena was filled with clouds. For a while, rain and fog lingered, giving the arena the illusion of being in a fairyland.
Above the arena, clouds were moving slowly, and people could even clearly see smoke and dust rolling slowly in the wind.
Below the ring, everyone looked at the clouds all over the ring and exclaimed one after another.
"This cloud..."
"It's this move again..."
"Why didn't the saint take action and let him use his moves? Once Zhao Yan uses this move, no opponent has been able to break it so far!"
"Yes, Zhao Yan's first two opponents were defeated by this move. His cloud looks like a fairyland on earth, but in this cloud, except for him, everyone is trapped in it, just like It's like being stuck in a quagmire, and it's difficult to move, let alone fight him."
"The most terrifying thing about this move is that once it is used, it is almost impossible to break. No matter the strong wind or the vast strength, it can blow away the extremely light clouds."
"Is the saint going to lose?"
Everyone stared closely at Su Yuqi on the ring.
Su Yuqi moved her arm slightly, as if she wanted to raise her arm, but as soon as her arm moved, countless clouds and mist around her had already rolled onto his arm.
Thin clouds and mist were wrapped around her, but it was like heavy lead water pouring into her arms, and like mountains pressing down on her, making her unable to lift her arms.
Su Yuqi's eyebrows frowned slightly, and a look of surprise appeared in her eyes.
In the mist, Zhao Yan stepped on the auspicious clouds, floating towards Su Yuqi like a legendary immortal. He waved the sharp sword in his hand and stabbed out with one sword. He seemed to be the legendary immortal, stabbing out from nine days away. Like a sword, it is full of emptiness and ethereal feeling.
As the sword fell, the surrounding clouds and mist piled up layer by layer in the direction of Su Yuqi. Vaguely, these clouds and mist seemed to turn into swords, and the space in this area began to vibrate crazily, with waves of crisp and clear sounds coming out. There was a sonic boom, and it seemed like it would collapse at any moment.
Seeing this sword, the swords from the surrounding clouds and mist were about to fall on Su Yuqi, and Su Yuqi's eyes suddenly shot out an icy blue light.
An extremely cold air suddenly burst out of her body, and the surrounding air was frozen at this moment.
The cold air lingered around her body, forming an icy blue wave visible to the naked eye, rippling away in all directions. Wherever it passed, the clouds were frozen, forming a blank cold area with her as the center.
There were clouds and mist outside, but around her, there was a cold current.
A look of surprise suddenly flashed across Zhao Yan's delicate and tender face. Was his cloud and mist frozen? Being frozen so easily
not good!
Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.
Opposite him, the sharp sword in Su Yuqi's hand was unsheathed and she thrust the sword in his direction.
The temperature in the whole world dropped sharply!
Below the ring, everyone suddenly felt a cold current coming from above the ring. The breath was so cold that they felt as if they had instantly fallen into the ice and snow.
At this moment, the endless icy air swept across the arena, the entire venue, and the entire world!
There is ice between heaven and earth!
An icy cold air that seemed unlike anything in the human world shot out from the long sword and spread rapidly forward. Wherever the air flow passed, the ground and air were instantly frozen, and pieces of clouds and mist condensed into ice!
Zhao Yan suddenly felt a chill all over his body. The endless cold air surged from the opposite side, as if it was going to freeze his soul and made his body tremble uncontrollably.
fear!
An instinctive sense of crisis arose in his heart, and he wanted to dodge, but the endless cold air made his body stiff.
The cold wave came in an instant, like an endless tide, covering him instantly.
The air condensed, the clouds condensed, and wherever the cold current passed, everything was frozen, and his body was also frozen in it.
Zhao Yan's whole body was like an ice sculpture, frozen together with the surrounding clouds and mist. The biting cold air continued to come from all around and entered his body, as if it was trying to kill all the internal organs and spiritual energy in his body. Completely frozen.
He was running his spiritual energy crazily, but as the endless cold air was used, the spiritual energy in his body began to be gradually frozen, making it difficult to operate at all.
"You lost..."
A voice as cold as this cold air came.
Su Yuqi said something as usual, turned around and walked towards the bottom of the ring.
Below the ring, everyone looked at the ice on the ring and looked back at Su Yuqi who had already walked down the steps. They were all horrified.
"This...is this the end?"
"With one sword... the saint of the Jasper Sect, she defeated Zhao Yan with just one sword?"
"It's terrifying. This sword is so terrifying. With this sword strike, I stood under the ring and felt as if I was frozen."
"Zhao Yan's Yunwu has never met an opponent. No one can do anything with his Yunwu. But facing the Saint of Jasper Sect, he was defeated so completely. Could this be the dispute between the Ten Heavenly Kings and others? gap?"
"This is the top sixteen, and Zhao Yan also fought all the way in, but he was still defeated by a sword when facing the saint of the Jasper Sect. I really didn't expect that the saint of the Jasper Sect has become so powerful.
It seems that everything will be frozen in front of her! "
Zheng Shiyi listened to the sounds coming from below, and stared at Su Yuqi with a look of surprise in his tender eyes. Yuqi had become stronger again, much stronger than before.
With that icy air, even myself who fought against the Fudo King would be completely frozen.
As Su Yuqi walked down the ring, the endless ice on the ring began to dissolve. On Zhao Yan's body, the ice melted and turned into streams of water, soaking his clothes, but he didn't seem to notice it. He stared blankly at Su Yuqi's leaving figure.
Lost...
He was defeated like this.
Before the fight, he knew that his chance of winning was very small, but he never imagined that he could be defeated so completely and without any ability to fight back.
Yes, I am still young, but how can my young age be the reason
I was born in an emperor's family. I have had resources that ordinary people can't imagine since I was a child. I have received the best teachings. Not only among my peers, but also among the royal family who are bigger than myself, there is no one with higher talent than myself. .
I once believed that I was the most talented person in the world. I only have one goal, which is the number one person in the world today, my father Emperor Chiyun. I can even compare with my young father. .
But now...
I finally understood a sentence, there is heaven outside the world, and there are people outside the world.
Lost...
Zhao Yan walked down the ring in despair, his mind going blank.
It was only then that the referee's voice rang.
"The winner is Su Yuqi, the saint of Jasper Sect."
Although Su Yuqi was the first to step off the ring, Zhao Yan had been completely frozen and unable to move. In the Shenhou Conference, being completely controlled and unable to move at all was considered a failure.
The referee looked at the completely melted arena, waited a moment, and shouted loudly again: "The third battle, Piaomiao Cult Ling Yan versus Demon Cult Huanshi."
On the high platform, Zheng Shiyi's expression changed slightly. Now it was senior brother's turn. Senior brother's opponent...
Zheng Shiyi turned to look at Ling Yan, who had already stood up. This woman always gave people a sense of being indifferent to the world, but when she came to this high platform, the thing she couldn't see through the most among the ten kings was This woman.
At that time, I even had a feeling that besides myself, the strongest person among the ten kings was Ling Yan.
Now, senior brother has to face Ling Yan.
Ling Yan had a faint smile on her face, and there was no hint of nervousness about the upcoming battle. She even turned to look at Zheng Shiyi and smiled softly, then left the high platform and walked slowly towards the ring.
In the distance, among the crowd, Peng Junyue pulled Huanshi with a solemn expression and said: "Old Huanshi, you must be careful. From the eyes of Fatty and I, that woman is one of the ten kings except Lao Shiyi. The scariest one outside.
If... I mean if, if you lose, just give up, don't force it. That woman, she is really terrifying! "
"No matter how scary a person is, he still has weaknesses." Huanshi gave Peng Junyue a reassuring smile and stepped onto the ring.
On the other side, Ling Yan also slowly entered the ring.
(End of chapter)