Ling Chuxi didn't say anything, but just glanced at him lightly. That look made Duan Qingqiu feel like he was being stepped on, with such contempt.
Not only Duan Qingchou, but everyone could feel the disregard in Ling Chuxi's eyes, as if there was an insignificant ant in front of her.
Duan Qingchou felt an unprecedented anger in his heart. He roared and attacked Ling Chuxi. The long sword sprinkled a cloud of water and silver. The strong fighting spirit vibrated and made a whine. The sound was even louder than before.
Be vast.
Under the stage, the audience from Wanchuan Kingdom burst into cheers, while the faces of the audiences from other countries all changed. It turns out that this is Duan Qingqiu's true strength.
Ling Chuxi's eyes were slightly focused, staring at the cold light of Duan Qingchou's sword. Duan Qingchou's fighting spirit at the Great Perfection realm was coming out of the sword, forming spiral airflow around the long sword.
Immediately afterwards, another stream of war energy gushes out like a spring, condensing into cyclones, which merge and intertwine with the previous cyclones, becoming stronger and stronger.
This is the secret of Duan Qingchou's fighting spirit. Generally speaking, the fighting spirit emitted from the body will disappear quickly, but this spiral cyclone obviously lasts much longer than the fighting spirit directly emitted.
When the ones in front disappear, the ones behind come one after another. Although there is still attenuation, they will continue to increase in strength due to the entanglement of each other, thus unleashing an attack that is far stronger than their own fighting spirit.
It seems that after entering the Great Perfection realm, the use of fighting spirit has become more wonderful. No wonder Duan Qingchou can make Wanchuan Kingdom the favorite to win this competition with just one person. He does have his
Reason. Such a cyclonic fighting spirit
, although it is not as good as the shocking blow after accumulating layers of the Xiao family's cloud-turning skills, it is much easier to control, and there will never be any adverse consequences of losing the fighting spirit after taking action. Who is stronger and who is weaker on both sides?
It's hard to say, I can only say that each has its own merits.
"Go to hell!" Duan Qingchou shouted, and slashed his head with the long sword. Under the agitation of countless cyclones, strange forces surged from all directions, and Ling Chuxi felt as if she was being involved.
Being pulled, squeezed, and twisted in a turbulent vortex, it felt extremely uncomfortable.
No wonder even Bailihan's natural and flawless sword intent had to be dealt with so hard. It turned out that the interaction of the cyclones could produce such strange power.
There was no trace of horror on Ning Chuxi's face. No matter how mysterious a martial skill was, it must have its weaknesses, and Duan Qingqiu's cyclone was no exception. Ling Chuxi concentrated for a moment and quietly formed the Cloud Turning Technique.
"Swift!", the long sword pierced the air and slashed past Ling Chuxi's body, and the beautiful figure was cut in half.
"Ah!" There was a sound of exclamation in the stands, and the timid person directly covered his eyes. What was going on? She was so confident and calm just now, but now she was cut into two without even using a sword.
Half, how is this possible? The Nanxia Kingdom’s envoy’s face was as white as a piece of paper. He stood there stupidly. There was only one thought in his heart, it’s over, it’s over! This time the Nanxia Kingdom is really over!
"Hahahaha, vulnerable." Duan Qingqiu's annoying arrogant laughter rang out from the arena.
"You're too happy too soon." Ling Chuxi's cold and contemptuous voice sounded from behind.