A golden flame-like momentum rose from Long Aotian's body. This momentum was like a roaring dragon, soaring into the sky.
Golden flames rolled around him, forming a barrier of flames that enveloped his entire body.
The light of the flames reflected on his face, and his angular face revealed a sense of perseverance and determination, making him look like a god of war walking out of the flames.
At the same time, a huge figure suddenly appeared behind him. The figure was several feet tall and almost touched the sky above the competition stage.
The figure is all silvery white, emitting a dazzling light, like a god descending from the nine heavens.
Looking carefully, although the figure looks very blurry, it can be vaguely seen clearly. It is somewhat similar to Long Aotian. It is his true martial soul!
With the appearance of the figure, the atmosphere on the entire competition stage changed.
The temperature suddenly rose, and the air seemed to be on fire. A suffocating sense of oppression spread, making everyone present feel their hearts sink, as if a huge mountain was pressing on their chests, and they could not even breathe. It all becomes difficult.
The aura on Long Aotian's body also began to soar crazily at this moment. His strength, which was originally only in the early stage of Soul Saint, broke through to the middle stage of Soul Saint in an instant.
Following that, he easily broke through the bottleneck in the late Soul Saint stage. In the end, his soul power fluctuations stayed at the peak of Soul Saint, and he was only one step away from the realm of Soul Douluo!
This is the power of the original martial soul. It can forcibly improve one's own strength and achieve the ability to fight beyond levels.
Huo Yuhao's eyes were full of fire. Logically speaking, his previous martial spirit was also his original martial spirit.
Although it is now integrated, it still retains some characteristics.
If he can gain some insights from this battle with Long Aotian, maybe he can also use this move.
“Try his spiritual power.”
Huo Yuhao murmured to himself.
It can be seen that the first soul ring on Huo Yuhao's body shines brightly, with a lustrous luster that is yellow and white. Because he has raised his spiritual power to the extreme, his imitation soul skills can no longer be concealed. The true color of the soul ring.
Two purple-gold rays of light cut across the sky and arrived in front of Long Aotian in an instant.
Long Aotian stood there, unmoving. Facing Huo Yuhao's fierce mental impact, he slowly raised his hands and made a strange movement in front of his chest.
I saw him raising his right hand slightly, with his palm facing the left, his five fingers slightly bent, and his fingertips naturally drooping, as if he was holding a ball of invisible energy.
At the same time, his left palm was raised up, with his five fingers together and his fingertips facing the sky. The palm and his right hand were far away from each other, forming a strange echo.
As this action was completed, a layer of luster slowly rippled from his body, like ripples on the calm water.
The light was crystal clear, exuding a soft but powerful aura, enveloping his entire body. As the light circulated, Long Aotian's figure gradually blurred, as if he had turned into a finely crafted jade sculpture, exuding an ancient and mysterious aura.
At the same time, there was a soft "buzz" sound, and Huo Yuhao's soul impact also arrived. The two purple-gold rays of light were like two spiritual snakes, instantly wrapping around the jade sculpture transformed by Long Aotian, trying to invade it.
The surface of the jade carving suddenly lit up with a layer of dazzling purple-gold color, as if it was ignited. But then, the layer of purple-gold color spread out like ripples and disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared. Pass.
Long Aotian groaned and felt an overwhelming and powerful force bombarding his soul shield, causing his blood to surge.
His body swayed, and the bright light on his body was like a candle blown by the strong wind, flickering on and off and looking a little scattered.
Huo Yuhao looked solemn. He endured the surge of energy and blood in his body and took a deep breath.
Long Aotian's defense just now seemed simple, but it contained a technique he had never seen before. It completely integrated mental power, soul power with himself, and even formed a formation with the surrounding heaven and earth energy. There was a certain resonance, which shocked Huo Yuhao.
He understood that in the attack just now, Long Aotian did not just defend, but integrated attack and defense into one, resolving his attack in an almost "Tao" way.
This feeling was as if he was not facing a person, but a majestic mountain, a vast ocean, full of invincible power.
Huo Yuhao's eyes flashed with light. He longed for this kind of power and was eager to reach this state!
After Long Aotian stabilized his figure, he stared at Huo Yuhao with burning eyes, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
His toes tapped lightly on the ground, and like an arrow from a string, he shot towards Huo Yuhao. The speed was as fast as lightning, with a sharp sound breaking through the air, and he was closer in an instant. The distance between him and Huo Yuhao!
Suddenly, a strong wave of soul power erupted from Long Aotian's body, and circles of soul rings also rose from his feet.
The first soul ring represents ten years of yellow color, exuding a warm light. The second soul ring represents the purple color of a hundred years, shining with a faint halo.
The third soul ring is also purple, but the light of the century-old soul ring appears more solid. The fourth soul ring was black, representing the ten thousand year soul beast, exuding a deep and powerful aura.
The fifth soul ring is still black, and the pressure of the ten thousand year soul ring is even heavier. The sixth soul ring is still black, and the terrifying aura of the ten thousand year soul beast has almost condensed into substance.
The seventh soul ring was still black, and the powerful pressure of the four ten thousand year soul rings moved everyone present.
Seven soul rings, and more than the best ratio, seven soul rings with four ten thousand year soul rings.
Although it is not as good as Huo Yuhao's eight soul rings, everyone present can feel that Long Aotian is a real soul saint.
Definitely not the kind of soul saint who takes drugs.
His cultivation was obviously achieved through his own hard work. And such a soul saint is a soul saint born in the Noumenon Sect. How terrible! Four thousand-year soul rings, this level of soul ring has even surpassed that of Bupo Douluo beside him.
Zheng Zhan only has four thousand-year soul rings.
Ontology Sect, there is such a strong person among the younger generation. Everyone's expressions changed greatly.
Even on the podium, the auras of Prince Xu Tianran, Jing Hongchen and the mysterious Imperial Master fluctuated after seeing the seven soul rings rising from Long Aotian's body.
The moment Long Aotian showed his second awakening of the martial soul, his identity could not be concealed.
The Noumenon Sect is actually hidden in the Snow Demon Sect.
What a good calculation! The distance of a hundred meters was just an instant in front of Long Aotian, who was walking smoothly.
Without making any unnecessary movements or releasing soul skills, he raised his right hand and made a virtual press towards Huo Yuhao.
Suddenly, there was a slight tremor in the entire competition stage. Huo Yuhao felt in front of him that his opponent was not only Long Aotian, but also all the air in the protective cover of the competition stage. Even sunlight has become part of the enemy.
Although the vision did not appear, in Huo Yuhao's eyes, there was a feeling that the world had changed.
A combat skill that combines nature and man?
Raise your right hand and make it into a fist. Huo Yuhao also trembled slightly, and then, a purple light and shadow emerged from his body.
He himself turned completely purple.
That purple light and shadow turned out to be his martial spirit. Although it was illusory, the moment it appeared, Long Aotian felt that all the pressure he put on Huo Yuhao was borne by this light and shadow.
This golden light and shadow looked familiar. A giant purple tiger looked up to the sky and roared, blocking Long Aotian's palm from the front.
There was no deafening roar, no shaking of the earth, only a slight "pop" sound, as soft as the bursting of bubbles.
At the moment when the two sides came into contact, all the attacks released by Long Aotian seemed to converge on one point in an instant, turning into a point of white jade light that was condensed to the extreme. This light was so dazzling and sharp, It seems like he can penetrate everything in the world.
Faced with this fatal blow, the giant purple tiger did not dodge or dodge. It looked up to the sky and roared. The purple light all over its body rolled violently like boiling magma, and finally condensed into a deep vortex in front of it.
This purple vortex exudes a heart-stopping aura, as if it can swallow everything, not even light can escape.
The white jade light and the purple vortex, one is extremely sharp, the other is deep devouring, the two collided in the air, but strangely did not make any sound.
Time seems to stand still at this moment, and space seems to be frozen at this moment. There are only ripples visible to the naked eye, centered on the contact point between the two, spreading to the surroundings.
The white jade light continued to penetrate deeper into the purple vortex, but it seemed as if it was stuck in a quagmire, and it was difficult to move forward. The purple vortex was also constantly trembling under the impact of the white jade light, as if it would collapse at any time.
Huo Yuhao stood still where he was, as if he had really turned into a sculpture, without any change. But the purple light and shadow in front of him shattered the moment the light curtain exploded.
Long Aotian stood there motionless, but in his eyes, there was surprise that could not be concealed. He didn't expect that the attack from his awakened martial spirit would be blocked.
Even with Long Aotian's cultivation level, he couldn't follow up at the moment when the two sides collided. And in the next moment, the purple light and shadow condensed again and the left claw retracted, while the right claw collapsed outward.
Between the two claws, a vortex with a diameter of only about a foot but presented as pure gold flew out of the purple light and shadow hand and went straight towards Long Aotian.
Long Aotian took a step back, raised his right arm high, and raised his palm like a knife. In an instant, his entire arm and body turned into a jade color. Behind him, a sword made of A twisted long knife made from compressed air.
"Chi—" there was a harsh whistle.
The golden vortex shattered. But the white jade-colored sword light was instantly twisted into powder.
Long Aotian tapped his toes on the ground and slid backwards. He accurately controlled the distance with every step and took exactly half a step back.
This seemingly simple collision caused a turmoil in his heart, and he deeply realized that the danger involved was far greater than the confrontation of soul skills.
He watched helplessly as the purple light and shadow in front of Huo Yuhao shattered again and dissipated in the air, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart.
However, before he could think about it, Huo Yuhao's face turned pale. He retracted his right hand to his chest like lightning, clenched his fingers tightly, and then pushed it out suddenly.
Following Huo Yuhao's movements, the purple light and shadow condensed and took shape again. This time, the light and shadow's hands were clasped together in front of the chest, as if they were accumulating some terrifying power.
A chilling aura instantly filled the air and enveloped the entire competition stage, making Long Aotian feel palpitated.
Long Aotian, who has entered the realm of unity between man and nature, although his mental power is not as strong as Huo Yuhao, his perception is even better, especially his sense of crisis, which is extremely sharp.
When the purple light and shadow condensed in front of Huo Yuhao again, Long Aotian felt that his heart suddenly contracted, as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and it became difficult to breathe.
Immediately afterwards, his heart began to pump blood frantically again, and the blood in his body seemed to rush to the top of his head in an instant, making him dizzy.
The hairs all over his body stood up, and a chill shot up from the soles of his feet to the sky. With his cultivation level and the realm of harmony between man and nature, he actually broke out in cold sweat on his vest.
The feeling was like being stared at by an extremely venomous snake. If you were not careful, your life would be taken away by it.
"How is it possible? Is this how powerful Contra is?"
Long Aotian was shocked, but he was not swallowed up by fear, but instead inspired his strong desire to survive. .
He knew that now was not the time to hesitate, he had to dodge as quickly as possible!
Long Aotian tapped his toes lightly on the ground, and his whole body flew backwards like an arrow from a bow string. The speed was so fast that it was almost difficult to catch it with the naked eye.
At the same time, he quickly made a big circle with his arms in front of him. His originally bronze skin turned completely into jade-like white at this moment, and there was a faint silvery white light on the surface of his skin. Ripples, as if covered with a layer of holy brilliance.
"Roar——"
A deep roar sounded from behind Long Aotian, and a huge silver-white humanoid shadow slowly emerged, integrating perfectly with his body. That was clearly his original martial soul.
"The original martial soul awakens for the second time! It is unleashed again!" On the viewing platform, an elder soul master exclaimed, his tone full of disbelief.
The moment Long Aotian completed all this, the purple light and shadow in front of Huo Yuhao moved. Its two claws clasped in front of its chest violently swung sideways, and a slender hair-like golden light shot out, so fast that it even exceeded the speed of sound.
Wherever the golden light passed, it did not cause any ripples, not even the slightest sound of breaking through the air.
If you don’t observe it very carefully, you won’t even be able to see its existence.
At least none of the spectators in the audience saw this flash of golden light.
It is like a glimmer of light in the deepest night, cutting through the darkness quietly, but disappearing in an instant, as if it had never appeared. It even seems to absorb the light refracted by itself. (End of this chapter)