Heat waves invaded Fengze's brain from time to time, and his eyes were full of shock.
"Such a powerful force." Fengze said a little dullly, looking at Ying Shi who was wrapped in sky-high flames but not damaged at all.
Although he was amazed, he had extremely rich combat experience and made the most correct judgment in an instant.
In terms of trump cards, everyone has them, but Fengze is not a fool. He wants to keep his trump cards in the blood tomb and use them again, but judging from the current situation, that is simply impossible.
"I didn't want to use it, but you forced me to do it." With a ferocious look on his face, Fengze stretched out his hands, and the fire spirit seeped out from his palms.
The red fire spirit was like a volcano erupting, the flames rising like magma, and finally broke away from Fengze's hand and floated in front of him.
The fire spirit continued to grow crazily, and the competition arena was engulfed in a sky-high flame. Two flames of different colors burned crazily, as if competing, condensing terrifying energy.
Strong winds were blowing in the competition arena, heat waves were constantly stirring, sand and dust were rolling, and fireworks were blazing into the sky. It looked extremely shocking.
The longer the battle between masters lasts, the more likely it is that accidents will occur. Deciding the outcome with one move is the best option.
"Is this a battle between strong men?" Looking at the scene below, the onlookers' eyes were full of shock.
"If you want me to be embarrassed in front of so many people, there is no way."
The wildly jumping flames reflected in his eyes. Fengze gritted his teeth and used his mental power crazily.
There were more than 100,000 people watching the fight in the black altar. Fengze, who loved face very much in his life, did not want to be defeated. He thought he could not afford to lose face.
"Running Flame Technique." With a fierce light in his eyes, Fengze yelled angrily, and the fire spirit stirred crazily in front of him, with the momentum of a stormy sea, like a tidal wave, not far away, impacting the film history wrapped in flames.
go.
Standing calmly on the spot, a playful look appeared in the flames. Ying Shi, who was entangled in the flames, said in a voice without emotion: "Such low-level mental power is embarrassing to show off."
As soon as the words fell, a huge amount of spiritual power rippled out from Ying Shi's mind. The yellow flames surged higher again, and the surrounding air was burned into nothingness.
"Fire Flame Burning Heaven Technique." He made a strange gesture with his hands in front of his body, then quickly separated his hands, placed his thumbs on his palms, and struck forward with a whistling wind.
Fierce flames, like a volcano erupting, spurt forward, overwhelming the sky and giving people a strong sense of oppression.
"Boom." The red flames and yellow flames collided together, heat waves rippled around like waves, sparks splashed around, and the sand dried by the high temperature vibrated, and the whole scene was filled with a gray state.
"So strong!" Although protected by the magic circle, the onlookers inevitably felt palpitations in their hearts when they saw such a terrifying scene.
"Judging from the power of the spiritual skills used by the two of them, they are all at least seventh grade, right?" As a pharmacist, Chen Tian can naturally judge the approximate level from the power generated when using the spiritual skills.
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"Although from the perspective of power, the power of the spiritual skills used by the two seems to be about the same, it can be clearly felt that the spiritual skills used by Shadow History are of a higher grade."
Looking intently down at the fighting arena shrouded in sand and sky-high flames, Jiang Yuezhen frowned slightly and unnoticeably.
"The Shadow Killing Sect has a very high reputation in the Qingyang Empire. It is also one of the best forces in the Qingyang Empire. It goes without saying much about its background. As the great elder, Shadow History naturally has a lot of trump cards."
Shi Boyun, who had always been very calm, was also full of worries at this time, but he couldn't see the situation on the field yet, so he could only sigh secretly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the dust gradually fell on the battlefield, and the flames soaring into the sky also dissipated.
At the same time, under the shocked gazes of everyone, a figure flew out fiercely, and finally hit the protective shield of the magic circle. Upon closer inspection, he turned out to be Feng Ze.
"Poof." Fengze fell to the ground with black blood stains left on it. Fengze spat out blood, his face turned pale, and he stumbled and tried to get up from the ground. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't stand up.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
In front of Fengze, the sand and dust gradually dissipated, and a figure slowly appeared wrapped in the sand and dust.
When the dust settled, Yingshi stood on the ground in a somewhat embarrassed state, staring at Fengze with cold eyes as if looking at prey.
In the confrontation just now, Yingshi won, but Fengze's attack just now also made him uncomfortable.
The clothes all over his body had been blown to pieces by the strong wind, and were scratched in many places. There were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, his lips were a little white, and his hair was suddenly messy.
"If I hadn't learned those things before I came, and coupled with decades of concentration, my mental power would be more powerful than Fengze. It would be very mysterious to win against him."
He raised his skinny right hand and wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth. Ying Shi said coldly: "Sure enough, he has some ability, but let's go see the King of Hell."
As he spoke, Ying Shi's skinny right hand, which was wiping away the blood, suddenly erupted in a yellow flame and swung it forward fiercely, attacking Fengze with a ferocious aura.
At this time, Fengze was seriously injured. It was so difficult to even get up, let alone escape. He could only stare angrily and shout unwillingly.
On the viewing platform, there was no look of pity, only madness and bloodthirsty.
What they like most is blood and death. Only these two things can make them excited.
"Stop." Suddenly, seeing the yellow flames threatening to take away Fengze's life, a soft shout came from the viewing platform.
At the same time, a strong wind came from the viewing platform, and under the gaze of many shocked eyes, it easily dispersed the yellow fire spirit.
"Elder Shadow History, it's just an ordinary martial arts competition, and we don't have any deep hatred. Is this going too far?"
The old voice sounded, and everyone looked up to the source of the sound. They saw Shi Boyun, who was sitting on the viewing platform before, standing quietly in the void with his hands folded. A few wisps of breeze blew by, and his long gown was swaying in the wind.
At this time, it was obvious that it was Shi Boyun who blocked him. When he saw him, Ying Shi's face became ugly.
"Elder Shi, this is a fair fight. Isn't it a bit against the rules for you to suddenly take action?" Baer stood up from his chair and walked to the guardrail with a cold expression on his face.
"This time, there is no need to continue the competition, let's admit defeat." Shi Boyun seemed very natural, ignoring Ba Er at all, and directly admitted defeat.
How could Shi Boyun not know what Ba Er and the others were planning? If they didn't admit defeat, Feng Ze's life might not be saved.
Although it is important to choose the entrance to the Blood Tomb, the defeat is now determined. If there is a lack of a pharmacist, then entering the Blood Tomb this time will be a disaster.
Although it was simple to admit defeat, there were a lot of angry curses in the black altar. They were all people who bought Fengze to win.
These did not affect Shi Boyun's determination, and Fengze was finally able to stand up after swallowing a few elixirs that could restore his mental strength. His face turned red and was filled with a sense of humiliation.
Finally, under the gaze of many people, Shi Boyun flew back from the air to the viewing platform and sat back to his original position.
Feng Ze, whose face was full of humiliation and looked very ugly, slowly walked down the stairs and back to the viewing platform, not daring to raise his head at all, which was in sharp contrast to his previous high spirits.
"It seems that fate really likes to joke." The defeat made Shi Boyun and others feel helpless, and they all sighed.
Although there is Chen Tian, the latter is only a mid-level pharmacist, and he is fighting against Shadow Madness, who ranks tenth among the top ten masters of the Qingyang Empire and the realm of great spiritual masters.
This Shadow Madness has been in the realm of the Great Spiritual Master for decades. His control over spiritual power and his power are naturally astonishing. No matter how hard Chen Tian tries his best, he cannot defeat him.
"Mr. Tianchen, there are some things that cannot be saved in a moment of anger. It is better to admit defeat later." Qiong Ao shook his head, his face full of helplessness.
"Ying Crazy's strength is not much weaker than that of Ying Shi. Giving up is the best option. Fighting head-on will only lead to an unworthy death." Shi Boyun also turned to look at Chen Tian and said.
"Although in terms of strength, he is much weaker than Ying Feng, but..." Chen Tian stood up from the chair, with two disdainful glances in his bamboo hat, looking at Feng Ze whose face was full of humiliation, and said: "But I, Tianchen,
He is not a coward who only relies on his words to do things and will only admit defeat."
"You." Fengze couldn't hear the sting in Chen Tian's words. He was so angry that he couldn't speak. He was so angry and furious in his heart. Of course, more than anything, he was ashamed.
"Isn't this guy too vindictive?"
Shi Boyun and others looked at Chen Tian with strange eyes, and they all said this in their hearts.
Chen Tian was silent before, but fighting back now is more powerful and makes people feel more ashamed. From this, it can be seen that the guy in front of him, who is silent and relentless, is actually the most vindictive.
"I didn't expect Shi Boyun to react so quickly. Otherwise, Fengze would have gone to see the King of Hell long ago." Looking at the fighting platform opposite, the old face of Film History was filled with fierceness and he sat on the chair angrily.
"Shi Boyun has always been cautious. Something like this has happened before. Now if he wants to use this trick again, it obviously won't work." Teng Xi felt sorry for the failure just now and shook his head.
"As long as I can cripple one of them, that's enough. Leave him to me." Ying Feng sneered and looked at Chen Tian across from him fiercely.
As if he sensed something strange there, Chen Tian turned his head and looked to the opposite side. With sharp eyes, he found that Ying Feng was looking this way, with a ferocious look on his old face.
Seeing such a situation, Chen Tian's heart tightened, his fists were clenched, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a cold look, and a murderous intention curled up in his heart.
Chen Tian has never forgotten the scene during the court competition that day. Now that he sees the person who wanted to kill him in the past, the person he could only look up to, the murderous intention in Chen Tian's heart is even worse.
"I hope you can withstand the anger." Under the bamboo hat, a cold gaze came out, and the words full of fighting and killing intent rang in his heart.
