The golden vortex trembled violently, and finally couldn't bear the terrifying pressure and shattered. However, the white jade-like crystal light of the sword was also twisted into powder and dissipated invisible at the moment when the golden vortex shattered.
In this confrontation, both sides were evenly matched. Long Aotian took half a step back again to stabilize his figure, while Tang Ya snorted, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his face became a little pale.
What seems like a simple collision actually contains extremely terrifying power, which is far more thrilling than using soul skills. Both sides are testing each other's details, using all their strength in every attack, and they will lose if they are not careful.
The golden light and shadow shattered again, Tang Ya's face had turned pale, but her eyes became more determined, without any intention of flinching. She took her right hand back to her chest, took a deep breath, and pushed it out again.
Following her movements, the golden light and shadow condensed into shape again. This time, the hands of the light and shadow were clasped together in front of their chests, as if they were accumulating more powerful power. A chilling and sharp aura instantly filled the air and enveloped the entire battlefield.
Long Aotian's expression instantly became solemn. After entering the realm of unity between man and nature, although his mental strength is not as good as Tang Ya's, his perception is even better. Especially his sense of crisis is extremely sharp.
When the golden light and shadow condensed in front of Tang Ya again, Long Aotian felt that his heart suddenly contracted, and then pumped a large amount of blood, and the hairs all over his body suddenly stood up. With his cultivation level and the state of harmony between man and nature, he actually broke out in cold sweat on his vest, and a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart.
It was as if he was being stared at by an extremely venomous snake that could kill him in one bite, making him feel terrified.
How is that possible? His cultivation is clearly far inferior to mine, and his consumption is so intense. How could he give me such a feeling?
Although Long Aotian was shocked, his movements were not slow at all. He tapped his toes lightly on the ground, and his whole body flew backwards like an arrow. At the same time, his arms stretched out in front of him to make a big circle. The surface of his skin was rippling with light, turning completely into jade-like white. , crystal clear, as if carved from beautiful jade.
Behind him, a silver-white humanoid shadow slowly emerged and condensed into shape. Surprisingly, it is the second awakening of the original martial soul, silver level!
In fact, what even Mr. Mu doesn’t know is that the second awakening of the Noumenon Sect’s Noumenon Spirit can evolve.
The strongest innate second awakening is the silver level, and only the silver level can have the opportunity to evolve into the gold level when the cultivation level breaks through the realm of Titled Douluo.
Tang Ya's judgment was correct. Long Aotian was the number one member of the Noumenon Sect among the younger generation.
Of course the cold rain must be excluded.
His status in Noumenon Sect is so high that he even surpasses some elders.
Seeing Long Aotian suddenly displaying the second awakening of his martial soul, all the team members in the Snow Demon Sect's waiting area couldn't help but stand up. They didn't understand why they had such an advantage. Next, Long Aotian would suddenly do this.
At this moment, the golden figure in front of Tang Ya moved. Its hands clasped in front of its chest were swung sideways, and a slender hair-like golden light shot out.
Wherever it passed, there was no ripple, not even the slightest sound of breaking through the air. If you don't look very carefully, you won't even be able to see it.
At least none of the spectators in the audience saw this flash of golden light.
It even seems to absorb the light refracted by itself.
Long Aotian's face was full of concentration. When the golden light flashed, even his soul felt the sting. This was a blow that could not be avoided.
As for him, who relies on his own strength, he disdains the ability to use the invincible shield. As the strongest person of the younger generation of Noumenon Sect, he is a firm supporter of the concept that martial souls are stronger than soul guides.
The body-protecting white light on Long Aotian and the powerful energy released by the second awakening of the martial soul suddenly exploded like a punctured ball, turning into a large white halo towards Blooming all around.
He himself suddenly groaned and his body trembled suddenly.
The intense white light on his body began to surge violently.
Faced with Long Aotian's sudden changes, Tang Ya's situation on the other side was not good either.
After sending this blow, the golden light and shadow condensed in front of him also faded and disappeared instantly.
Her face was pale, and she was trying hard not to fall down, but she was breathing heavily, and even the light in her eyes became dim.
But her eyes were staring at her opponent. I secretly sighed in my heart, this is the first time I have used this stunt, but the result is probably...
Long Aotian groaned and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if he had been hit hard by a giant hammer. He staggered back, his throat sweetened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
This blood is not the usual bright red, but a strange dark red, as if it contains some kind of evil power. After the blood spurted out, it did not fall to the ground, but stagnated strangely in the air for a moment, and then exploded, turning into countless tiny blood arrows that scattered like pear blossoms in a rainstorm.
The blood arrows pierced the air, making a sharp whistling sound that echoed over the silent competition stage, which was horrifying. Some blood arrows shot to the ground, and actually penetrated the hard stone slabs, leaving small holes that were bottomless, which showed how powerful they were.
Long Aotian's face instantly turned pale as paper, large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his body was shaky.
He quickly took a few deep breaths, used his soul power to suppress the surging blood and energy in his body, and then managed to stabilize his body.
He looked at Tang Ya in confusion, his eyes full of solemnity. It was obvious that Tang Ya's last blow had caused him considerable damage.
Raise your right hand, and the milky white light reappears.
Long Aotian was injured!
This thought exploded in the minds of everyone in the Snow Demon Sect like thunder, and everyone's face was filled with disbelief.
They stared at Long Aotian intently. They saw that his figure was shaking slightly, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and his face looked a little pale. It was obvious that he was seriously injured. This scene completely subverted their understanding of Long Aotian.
Who is Long Aotian? That was a genius that their Snow Demon Sect could only encounter once in a hundred years. His strength was unfathomable and almost unrivaled among his peers.
However, such a proud man was injured in the duel with Tang Ya. How could this not shock them?
They originally thought that there was no suspense in this game and that Long Aotian would win easily, but the final result was far beyond their expectations.
Tang Ya, this seemingly weak girl, actually burst out with such amazing power at the last moment, which is really impressive.
They never expected that Tang Ya could inflict such heavy damage to Long Aotian at the last moment.
"I surrender."
Tang Ya's voice was weak and hoarse, as if she had exhausted all her strength to come out.
She slowly raised her trembling arm and signaled to the referee Bupo Douluo Zheng Zhan, announcing that she gave up the game. After experiencing fierce battles one after another, Tang Ya was finally defeated at the hands of Long Aotian.
Although she tried her best, even burning her life and performing powerful forbidden techniques, she still could not make up for the gap in strength between the two sides.
Although Long Aotian did not use all his strength in this battle, he was still injured by Tang Ya's last blow, which shows how powerful Tang Ya is.
Huo Yuhao was so anxious when he saw this. Almost the moment Tang Ya gave in, he turned into a bolt of lightning, rushed onto the competition stage, and came to Tang Ya's side.
He looked at Tang Ya worriedly, his eyes full of concern and distress. Tang Ya noticed Huo Yuhao's anxiety and tried her best to smile, indicating that she was fine.
Just as Huo Yuhao was supporting Tang Ya and preparing to step off the competition stage, Long Aotian's voice suddenly sounded: "Wait a minute."
Although the voice was not loud, it carried an air of intolerance. The majesty of doubt made Huo Yuhao and Tang Ya stop in their tracks.
Tang Ya turned to look at Long Aotian in confusion, while Huo Yuhao's eyes were full of hostility and vigilance. This opponent was stronger than they expected, so they had to be more vigilant.
Long Aotian stared at Tang Ya deeply, and asked in a deep voice:
"Can I ask for advice, that golden figure is your own combat skill?" Tang Ya nodded slightly, It was regarded as acquiescing to Long Aotian's guess.
Long Aotian's eyes flashed with admiration, and he praised sincerely: "You are very strong. If there is a chance, I hope we can fight again."
Although he knew that the other party was evil Soul Master, but Long Aotian could feel that the other party was different from other evil soul masters. She did not have that evil aura about her.
Tang Ya was originally a normal soul master, but because there were dark elements in the Blue Silver Grass and the ability to absorb life force, she became an evil soul master for the sake of power.
But since she joined the Holy Spirit Cult, she has not deliberately absorbed human life. Instead, she has mostly used soul beasts or plants as training materials.
Therefore, there are still many gaps between him and most evil soul masters.
The Snow Demon Sect won the second game. The atmosphere in the Holy Spirit Sect was dull. Several people gathered together to discuss something in low voices. Huo Yuhao remained silent, but frowned and tapped the chair with his fingers. Back, seems to be thinking about some problem.
Finally, he seemed to have made up his mind, stood up suddenly, looked firmly in the direction of the competition stage, and said in a deep voice: "Next game, Lu Genggeng, you come on."
He paused and turned to the burly man next to him, with a hint of unquestionable command in his voice:
"Remember, I don't want you to win, but you need to consume more of his soul power. "
Lu Genggeng is tall and strong, a head taller than Long Aotian, and stands out among the crowd.
Hearing Huo Yuhao’s instructions, he grinned, showing his white teeth, smiled, and said angrily:
“Don’t worry, even though the other party is a Soul Saint, I’m not afraid either. Him.”
After saying that, he walked onto the competition stage step by step with steady steps. Every step seemed to step on the hearts of everyone, making people's hearts tremble.
Zheng Zhan’s voice rang like a bell:
“Both sides agree.”
“Snow Demon Sect, Long Aotian.”
Long Aotian stood proudly, with a sense of confidence in his voice.
"Holy Spirit Sect, Lu Gengeng."
Lu Gengeng's voice is as loud as a bell and full of energy, which is very rare among evil soul masters.
His voice did not have the spookiness and weirdness that is common among evil soul masters. Instead, it had a masculine flavor, like a thunder that exploded in everyone's ears.
"Start!" Following the referee's order, Lu Genggen tightened his leg muscles and suddenly exerted force, leaping forward like an arrow from a string.
He didn’t jump too high, only two meters above the ground, and his forward motion was only four or five meters. However, after jumping up, his already quite majestic body actually looked like he was blowing up a balloon. It usually swells up, and the clothes are stretched tightly, as if they will burst at any time.
The moment he landed with a bang, the black robe on his body could no longer withstand the powerful force. It made a harsh tearing sound and shattered into pieces of cloth, falling to the ground. And Lu Genggen's whole person has undergone earth-shaking changes, turning into an extremely large and terrifying monster, like a demon from the abyss, with a suffocating sense of oppression.
Lu Gengeng, who released his martial spirit, was over five meters tall. His huge body was so fat that it was more like a meat ball, covered with fat in all directions. As he moved, he kept Trembling, nauseating. His originally strong legs now looked extremely short under his huge body, like two pillars supporting a huge mountain of meat.
The moment he landed, the entire competition stage shook violently, as if an earthquake had occurred. Even though they were a hundred meters apart, everyone in the Snow Demon Sect here was shaken at their feet, and their faces were all pale.
The entire competition stage groaned in pain amidst the loud noise, as if it would collapse at any time. In the audience, people stared at this scene in stunned silence, their eyes full of horror.
“What kind of monster is this?”
Many people exclaimed, their voices full of fear.
The huge Lu Genggen was like a big fat man, with dark green soul power fluctuations exuding all over his body, like a huge cancer, exuding a disgusting aura.
The soul power fluctuations in his body were like boiling sewage, rolling in irregular ripples and rising around his body, exuding a disgusting stench.
His huge head swelled like a ball, covered with veins and festering wounds, as if it would burst at any time.
A pair of blood-red eyes were sunk deep in the fat, but flashed with a chilling and ferocious light, as if staring from the abyss of hell.
Six soul rings of different colors were circling around his body. Because his figure was too fat, those soul rings were extraordinarily huge, emitting heart-stopping energy fluctuations.
His exposed skin was a sickly gray-white color, covered with large and small abscesses and signs of decay, as if it were made up of pieces of rotten flesh, which made people shudder.
His bloody mouth seemed to be torn open, and thick saliva was constantly dripping, corroding the steel plate on the ground, and puffs of pungent green smoke came out, which was disgusting. . (End of this chapter)