Chapter five hundred and fiftieth IX Destruction mood
Xing Tian faced Lin Ming. At the moment when the two men were confronting each other, the entire audience in the martial arts arena held their breath. There was not a trace of noise in the tens of thousands of people in the auditorium. A strong sense of depression enveloped them, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on them.
"Lin Ming! I know you hid your strength during the battle with the blood barbarian. Let me see how much strength you have hidden. Is it enough to make me serious?" Xing Tian stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyelids slightly twitching.
It rises upward, showing an aura of looking down on the world.
"It's useless to talk more, take action!"
The spears were spread out, and Lin Ming's momentum exploded. On the stage, you could clearly hear the "chichi" sound of the two men's momentum colliding with each other.
"You seem to be very confident in yourself. Coincidentally, I am also confident in myself. We both have the same confidence, but only one will survive." Xing Tian said as he took the heavy sword from his back.
Come down, the nine-foot-long heavy sword is taller than a human man. The broad sword body can almost be used as a door when standing up. Such a huge sword does not need a blade at all. If it hits a person, it will
It can smash people into pulp.
"Boom!" Black air waves erupted around Xing Tian, and the rolling demonic energy surged out like waves. The surrounding floor tiles were directly blown away by this demonic energy.
And the moment the stone bricks were lifted off, an incredible scene happened. The flying floor tiles seemed to be weathered by the waves of demonic energy, and silently turned into a pile of sand in front of everyone's eyes.
, flying in the strong wind and disappearing.
"Huh?" Lin Ming's pupils shrank slightly. He could also turn a piece of brick into fly ash, but Xing Tian didn't even come up with any moves. Just a surge of demonic energy could make the brick break into sand. This was shocking.
Surprised.
Could this be...
"The artistic conception of destruction! Xing Tian has indeed comprehended some artistic conception of destruction!" In the audience, Mo Gu's face darkened. The artistic conception of destruction is no worse than the artistic conception of time and space. It is also an illusory artistic conception law. Many geniuses of the fairy clan have no chance to understand it.
How could Xing Tian realize this?
"Xingtian is indeed a peerless figure!"
"Awesome, worthy of being the king of the second floor!"
In front of Mo Gu, many warriors from the troll clan were discussing excitedly, but Mo Gu frowned slightly.
genius?
He also has some understanding of Xing Tian. In terms of physical fitness and the speed of cultivating demonic energy, Xing Tian is of course first-class. However, in terms of understanding of laws, Xing Tian can only be regarded as acceptable. There is a big gap compared to the goblin clan. Why?
After not seeing each other for such a short period of time, he has now understood the artistic conception of destruction?
"Lin Ming, you will be like these bricks and stones. You will be wiped out by my moves. Go to hell!"
, turned into a violent, howling wind, sweeping across the entire martial arts arena, slashing it down with one sword, like a mountain collapsing, mixed with infinite power!
At that moment, Lin Ming felt that the air around him had been sucked away instantly. The place where he was standing was completely locked, and he could only face Xing Tian's blow!
The true essence of the whole body explodes, and a spear is thrust out. The seal of blood drinking is integrated into the Zi Xuan spear, infusing the whole body with strength and will.
Massacre!
The spear light as thick as a bucket pierced the edge of Xing Tian's sword, and there was a loud roar, as if two mountains were colliding. The wanton real energy and demonic energy were intertwined, shooting out like razors, and the floor tiles shattered.
Then it was blown away in an instant, leaving countless white marks on the black gold floor under the floor tiles.
"careful!"
A group of warriors who were closest to the martial arts arena opened up their body-protecting essence. They had long expected that such a situation would happen. It could be said that people who were not strong enough did not dare to sit in the first row.
"Crack!"
The airflow knife cut on the body-protecting essence, making a harsh sound, and the stone platform in front of the audience was cut open like tofu.
"It is indeed a battle between the two strongest people on the second floor. Just the aftermath of the true energy left us struggling to parry!"
"Everyone, be careful. These two haven't tried their best yet. The most powerful ones are yet to come. If you feel it's difficult, just lean back and be careful not to get hurt."
A warrior suddenly said, making the young people around him look a little unnatural. Indeed, the moves that warriors start with are usually testing. Just testing has such power. How terrifying must their full strength be?
These audience members are all leaders of the younger generation, but facing Lin Ming and Xing Tian, they are just like ordinary warriors. The gap is really too big. These two people have gone beyond the understanding of many of them.
"These two monsters should not be on the second floor. This is not the place they should stay at all. How can we stay here if they stay here?" Many warriors complained in their hearts.
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"Not bad, I actually took it." Xing Tian looked at Lin Ming and his pupils shrank slightly. In the previous blow, he had used most of his power except the power of the law. However, Lin Ming took it without any reluctance.
Obviously there is still some energy left. "Very good, you do have the capital to make me serious. I didn't use my artistic conception in the attack just now. This time, I will let you see the power of the law that I have comprehended! Just let me see, you
Where is the limit of my strength, and how much of my strength can I exert?"
Facing Xing Tian's momentum, Lin Ming stood with a gun and didn't care at all. "You didn't use artistic conception, and I didn't use artistic conception either. Let's try to see whose artistic conception is stronger!"
"Hehe, you are really confident. Your time and space artistic conception only makes your moves unpredictable and unpredictable. It is completely different from my destructive artistic conception. My destructive artistic conception can directly disintegrate your attacks, making you unable to even resist!"
In terms of attack power, the artistic conception of destruction is certainly more terrifying. It is said that once the artistic conception comes out, everything will be destroyed, including the enemy's treasure, body, momentum, true energy, and soul.
Relatively speaking, the artistic conception of time and space makes the moves more bizarre and difficult to dodge. The increase in attack power is not obvious at the initial stage of understanding the artistic conception.
The artistic conception of destruction and the artistic conception of time and space each have their own strengths. We cannot say who is stronger and who is weaker, it can only depend on how well each understands them.
Xing Tian held his sword across his chest, and as the billowing demonic cloud roared out, the gravel beneath his feet turned into fly ash.
"Xingtian is going to use Destruction Concept! It is said that it can directly destroy the opponent's true essence. If the true essence has been destroyed, how can he block the move!"
"Faced with the destructive power of the Destructive Concept, Lin Ming's True Yuan must be much stronger than Xingtian's Demonic Yuan in order to have a tie. But Xingtian is already so strong, can Lin Ming be stronger than him?"
The artistic conception of destruction can dissolve the opponent's true essence. In a duel of martial arts, if the opponent's true essence is melted and annihilated, you will naturally suffer a lot!
In other words, in the same fight, Lin Ming had to spend 20 to 30% of Xing Tian's stronger strength in order to barely achieve a tie. His consumption and effort would be more than Xing Tian's. Once he could not reach this level,
He will be suppressed by Xing Tian, or even defeated.
Mo Gu took a deep breath, Lin Ming's situation was very bad!
Lin Ming is indeed strong, but he probably won't be able to kill Xing Tian at a loss of 20 to 30 percent of his strength. If he can't suppress Xing Tian's destructive mood, if he continues like this, he will lose sooner or later!
"I wonder how he will respond..."
Mo Gu sweated for Lin Ming.
On the competition stage, Xing Tian held a heavy sword. The blade of the sword was covered with a layer of gray black light. This black light layer was very thin. However, as soon as the black light appeared, the surrounding space seemed to be distorted, and even the air and light were twisted.
Enter into the dark light and disappear into the invisible.
The power of destruction!
Xing Tian shouted loudly and slashed out with his sword. This sword was not accompanied by a huge wave of demonic energy, only this weird black light swayed down and enveloped Lin Ming.
"Weird!" Lin Ming's eyes narrowed. In that layer of black light, he felt the strange power that annihilated everything.
"The power you possess is destruction, but my Qingcang True Yuan is endless. Let me see, it is your power of destruction that is stronger, or my Qingcang True Yuan that is strong!"
After fused with the blood of the Anti-Scale, Lin Ming's true essence has always carried a trace of the attribute of endless life, and its appearance has a green color. If you want to destroy Lin Ming's true essence, you have to spend several times the strength.
"roar!"
Facing the overwhelming black light, the bones in Lin Ming's body made a low explosion. It seemed that a dragon had awakened in Lin Ming's body and let out an earth-shattering dragon roar.
Facing the destructive mood for the first time, Lin Ming did not underestimate the enemy. While using the power of the true dragon, he resolutely activated 40% of the power of the evil god and thrust out a spear. A blue-colored True Dragon Void formed behind Lin Ming.
Shadow, at that moment, the Zixuan Spear seemed to turn into a green dragon, and it rushed towards the black light with its teeth and claws.
Click!
The spear light pierced the black light, and strangely there was no violent explosion. Instead, the two energies collided together, annihilating each other in the agitation of true energy, just like ice and fire trying desperately to devour each other after contact.
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"Tsk tsk tsk!!"
The black light was constantly being shattered, and at the same time, Lin Ming's green spear light was also constantly being corroded. However, after several confrontations, the green spear light that was destroyed by the black light regrouped, and came back even more fiercely.
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"What?" Xing Tian was shocked, "How is this possible!?"
Not only Xing Tian was surprised, but also the audience present were stunned. The power of the Destruction Concept was even more powerful than the Five Elements Concept of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind and Thunder. Once the Destruction Concept appeared, warriors at the same level were simply unable to compete!
How can we fight if our true energy has been destroyed? Unless we have an overwhelming advantage in strength.
But Lin Ming is obviously not. His aura is not necessarily stronger than Xing Tian's, but his true energy has an extremely tough attribute. It is endless and cannot be destroyed!
"This kid!" Xing Tian gritted his teeth and increased his strength again, but after all, he could not suppress Lin Ming's Qing Cang True Essence!
This Qing Cang True Yuan is the power of a true dragon. It is transformed from the blood of the Azure Dragon Reverse Scale, the ultimate divine beast in the God's Domain. Although there is only one drop, it is extremely terrifying.
Compared with the power of the real dragon, the artistic conception of destruction is one of the ultimate artistic conceptions, and is naturally extremely powerful. But the key is, how much can Xing Tian comprehend? He is far from enough in terms of cultivation and age, and what he comprehends is just a drop of water in the ocean.
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