"call!"
Amidst the sharp sound of breaking through the air, Yu Mingjing moved the long knife in his hand, and a dazzling golden light that was as solid as a substance burst out, whizzing forward at a speed that was beyond the reach of the naked eye. In the flash of lightning, it tore through the void of more than ten meters, Arriving in front of Tang Huan, an unparalleled edge exploded.
Tang Huan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to have entered an extremely ethereal and mysterious artistic conception.
The trajectory of Yu Mingjing's long sword, the strength contained in the sword light, the speed at which it tore through the void, and even how powerful it could be... all of this was captured by Tang Huan almost without missing a beat. captured and then clearly presented in the mind.
In Tang Huan's reaction, Yu Mingjing's offensive seemed to be completely broken down.
Tang Huan knew very well that this should be the change brought about by the "ethereal Buddha image" deep in his soul. Before this, although his sensing ability far exceeded that of monks at the same level, it was impossible to reach such a level. . This feeling is simply beyond imagination.
"Buzz!"
Amidst the excited trembling sound, the Flame Feather Spear bloomed with an unusually bright red light.
laugh! Tang Huan raised his arm slightly and sent out the spear. A fiery red spear light shot out and landed on the most vulnerable point of the golden sword light.
"boom!"
The sword light exploded instantly, and the fiery red spear light was like a stream of light, driving straight in and hitting Yu Mingjing's long sword.
The earth-shaking sound immediately erupted, and the unparalleled strength raged wildly. Yu Mingjing felt his palms were slightly numb, and the long knife was raised high under the impact of that force.
"Why so?"
Yu Mingjing couldn't believe his eyes. The knife he just struck was just a tentative attack and he didn't use his full strength. But even so, it shouldn't be so weak that it was easily broken by Tang Huan. However, just when he was shocked, Tang Huan followed him like a shadow.
"laugh!"
The sound of breaking through the air seemed to penetrate the eardrums. This time, it was no longer the gun light, but directly Tang Huan's spear. There seemed to be flames above the spear head, and the spear tip seemed to be made of pieces. It is made up of tiny feathers, and each feather exudes a sharp edge.
A spear was thrust out, and the void around the spear head in front seemed to be shattering layer by layer.
Yu Mingjing's pupils shrank suddenly and his body retreated violently, but the flame feather spear came so fast that he had no time to use any combat skills. He could only hold the handle of the knife with both hands and swing the long knife fiercely with the simplest movement. As it cuts down, the true energy flows within the blade, and the energy is like a tide.
"when!"
Swords and guns connected, and loud noises shot into the sky.
Yu Mingjing immediately felt an almost irresistible terrifying force roaring towards him, and it almost knocked the long knife out of his hand. Although he finally held the handle of the knife tightly, the palms of his hands were already split open, and bright red blood overflowed from between his fingers.
"How is that possible? This kid really just broke through to the sixth level of true spirit?"
Yu Mingjing was shocked, but he had to retreat backwards again. The long knife in his hand struck down again, because the spear on the opposite side shot out like a fiery red stream of light.
"when!"
"when!"
"when… "
The deafening impact sounds came one after another, and the intervals between each two sounds were exactly the same. It sounded very rhythmic to the ears.
Tang Huan seemed to be strolling in the courtyard, stabbing out one shot after another.
But under his extremely leisurely offensive, Yu Mingjing was forced to retreat continuously, with unconcealable horror on his handsome face.
The situation on the stage made many monks speechless.
"Hey... I read that right..."
"He is only at the sixth level of true spirit, but Yu Mingjing, who is at the peak of the sixth level of true spirit, has no power to fight back. What is his origin?"
"It's an eye-opener. It's really an eye-opener. This is the first time I know that an offensive launched by one person can be so pleasing to the eye."
“…”
After the initial shock, everyone around the ring couldn't help but exclaimed repeatedly, while Hu Xuan, Shen You and others were beaming with joy and smiling.
"Tang Huan, I seem to have underestimated you."
In the crowd, Fu Junwei murmured softly, and a smile appeared on her delicate and white face like a porcelain doll. But immediately, her dark eyes were full of fighting spirit, and her delicate little tongue licked gently. He licked his lips, looking eager to try.
"Where did this little guy come from, with such amazing fighting power? Ordinary seventh-level True Spirit monks are probably no match for him." On the referee's table, the middle-aged man's eyes narrowed into a small gap, and his eyes were sallow. An uncontrollable look of surprise appeared on his face.
"when!"
On the stage, swords and guns clashed again.
Amidst the loud noise like the clash of gold and iron, Yu Mingjing raised his weapon in the air, retreated violently, and the flaming red spear from the opposite side attacked again...
A new cycle has begun!
The seventh shot!
The eighth shot!
"laugh!"
Immediately afterwards, Tang Huan's spear was like lightning and he stabbed out again!
The ninth shot!
"when!"
After the violent collision, Yu Mingjing stabilized the long knife that bounced up high, almost vertically. His hands trembled, and the blood overflowing from his palms dyed his sleeves red.
Opposite him, Tang Huan stopped and his flame feather spear paused in the void.
When everyone around him saw this, they were shocked and extremely confused.
Yu Mingjing was already standing on the edge of the ring. At this time, Tang Huan only needed one more shot to force him off the ring and win. But at such a critical moment, Tang Huan actually chose to stop. He was not afraid of Yu Mingjing. Ming Jing regained his breath and caused big trouble for him.
But soon, everyone knew the reason.
"puff-"
Yu Mingjing opened his mouth slightly, as if he was about to speak, but before the sound came out, a mouthful of blood spurted out. First, the long knife in his hand clattered to the ground and broke into several pieces. Then his knees weakened and he fell to the ground, his face as pale as paper. , both palms were even more bloody, with blood dripping down the fingertips onto the ring.
"How does it feel to have trouble come from your mouth?"
Tang Huan smiled calmly, naturally knowing why Yu Mingjing became like this.
This battle was under Tang Huan's control from beginning to end. How fast and how much power was needed to thrust out the Flame Feather Spear so that the opponent could only choose the simplest way to hit it hard; How, how strong; when the sword and gun collide, how much power will invade the opponent's body, and what degree of damage will be caused to the opponent's internal organs... none of them can escape Tang Huan's induction.
All of Yu Mingjing's reactions were not what Tang Huan expected, because every step he took was forced by Tang Huan.
During this battle, Tang Huan felt as if he had transformed into a god and became the master of this small space, which made him even more amazed by the "ethereal Buddha image".
As expected, it is something that Hu Can spent fifteen hundred years to condense. It has just been integrated with the "ethereal Buddha form" and can exert such a terrifying effect. If the power of the "ethereal Buddha form" can be fully mobilized, , and how terrifying the effect should be
"Lie in bed for three months." In his mind, Tang Huan spoke again. After leaving these words, he turned and walked towards the referee's table.
"you… "
Yu Mingjing was extremely angry, and a sickly flush suddenly appeared on his pale face. But just as he said this word in his mouth, his voice suddenly stopped, but his upper body had already fallen forward to the ground, his eyes closed. He was motionless and fainted.
PS: Make up for the missing chapter first. I owe five chapters in total in the past few days. I haven’t forgotten it. Don’t worry, everyone ＾0＾ (To be continued)