No one noticed that Huo Yuhao's eighth soul ring was shining slightly, exuding a faint golden light, echoing the golden light...
Long Aotian's face was originally filled with arrogance and arrogance. , but at this moment, he was completely occupied by dignity.
His eyes were locked on Huo Yuhao, and the golden light that erupted from Huo Yuhao was like a sharp blade, piercing his soul fiercely.
It was a sting that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, as if it was about to tear his soul apart.
The alarm bells in Long Aotian's heart were ringing. The speed of this golden light was incredibly fast, giving him no chance to dodge at all.
He wanted to mobilize all his soul power to resist, but found that the golden light seemed to ignore his defense, directly penetrated his body-protecting soul power, and reached his body.
In this moment of life and death, Long Aotian didn't even have the slightest fear in his heart, but instead felt a burning desire to fight.
He relies on his own strength and has few opponents among his peers, and he even disdains the use of invincible shields, a defensive method that in his opinion is close to admitting defeat.
As a leader of the younger generation of Noumenon Sect, he firmly believes that the power of martial souls is far greater than that of soul guides, and he firmly believes that only his own strong strength is truly powerful.
Faced with this unavoidable blow, he decided to resist!
The body-protecting white light on Long Aotian's body was the powerful energy released after the second awakening of his martial soul. At this moment, it was as fragile as tissue paper in front of this golden light.
The golden light easily pierced the protective white light, and the powerful energy exploded instantly like a pierced ball, turning into countless tiny white light spots that scattered around like flying snow. .
Long Aotian groaned, and his body trembled violently, as if he was suffering from great pain.
The white light on his body surged violently, trying to regroup into defense, but it collapsed again and again under the impact of the golden light.
A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, drawing a miserable arc in the air. He looked at Huo Yuhao in front of him in disbelief, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes were full of shock and confusion.
It is obvious that his strength is far superior to Huo Yuhao's, why was he forced into such a situation?
However, the battle did not stop because of Long Aotian's shock.
After Huo Yuhao emitted that golden light, the purple light and shadow that was originally condensed in front of him also dissipated.
His face turned pale and his body was shaky. It was obvious that this blow also exhausted his strength.
Long Aotian endured the severe pain, his body shook, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.
This mouthful of blood turned into countless small blood arrows in the air, flying like pear blossoms in a rainstorm, making a sharp sound in the air, falling on the ground, and actually corroded the hard ground into bottomless holes. Small hole.
Long Aotian felt dizzy, and Huo Yuhao's figure in front of him seemed to become blurry.
He staggered back a few steps and put one hand on the edge of the ring to barely steady himself. He was breathing heavily, and every breath was accompanied by a sharp pain in his chest.
He looked down and saw that the clothes on his chest were stained red with blood, which was shocking.
Long Aotian gritted his teeth and tried hard to calm down the surging Qi and blood in his body, but he could feel that there was not much soul power left in his body.
He raised his head and stared at Huo Yuhao solemnly, his heart filled with shock.
He knew that he was injured, and seriously. Although he failed to defeat Huo Yuhao, Long Aotian had reached the limit of what he could do.
Even the second awakening of the main body's martial soul has been used. If you can't beat it, you can't beat it. This is the gap in hard power.
At this time, a tall figure jumped onto the ring and supported the shaky Long Aotian. It was Yuan Gungun, he asked with concern: "Brother Aotian, how are you?"
Long Aotian forced a smile and said weakly: "I'm fine, just slightly injured. ”
"You still say it's okay, and you're still trying to be brave after things like this." Yuan Gungun said, "Come on, I'll help you go down and rest."
Long Aotian shook his head and said: "No, I want to see it again. "
Yuan Gungun wanted to persuade him again, but saw the persistence in Long Aotian's eyes and had to give up. He helped Long Aotian to the edge of the ring and asked him to sit down.
Han Yu watched this fight between dragons and tigers, feeling calm in his heart. He already knew Long Aotian's strength. Although he was defeated, it was an honor. Next, it was his turn to play. He stood up slowly, walked to Long Aotian, and said softly: "Brother Aotian, you have done your best, leave it to me." His voice was gentle and firm, with a reassuring tone. strength.
Long Aotian was at the end of his strength at this time, but he still stood upright. Hearing Han Yu's words, he nodded gratefully and said, "Please, young sect master." After that, He slowly stepped aside, leaving the stage to his powerful successor.
Han Yu patted Long Aotian's shoulder to show encouragement and comfort. Then, he turned around and walked towards the center of the ring. Every step he took was steady and powerful, as if he was carrying immense power. His eyes met Huo Yuhao's in the air. An invisible fighting spirit filled the air between the two, and the air seemed to freeze.
On the competition stage, Zheng Zhan, who had just witnessed such a wonderful competition, had a bit of sadness in his eyes. Long Aotian's fighting spirit against his opponents moved him, but the enforcement of the game still had to continue. He coughed lightly, reminding the two players that the game was about to begin.
"You're here!" Huo Yuhao stood on the competition stage and looked at Han Yuyuan, his eyes full of anticipation and fighting spirit. He knew that he was about to face an extremely powerful opponent, but he was fearless.
"I'm here, why, you should know that this is the end of it as long as I'm here." Han Yu smiled slightly, and an inexplicable color flashed in his eyes. His tone was calm but full of confidence, as if he was telling an unchangeable fact.
Huo Yuhao nodded seriously and said: "Of course I know, but I want to see your complete victory." He is eager to fight against the strong, even if he knows that he will lose, he must try his best , this is his martial arts spirit.
"Let me see how much difference there is between us." Huo Yuhao's voice was firm and powerful. He was eager to find the gap between himself and the top experts through this battle, so as to continuously improve himself.
"Oh?" Han Yu raised his eyebrows, "You want to see my overwhelming strength?" There was a hint of playfulness in his tone, as if he had heard an interesting joke.
"Okay, let's see if you can force me to use it." There was a hint of pride in Han Yu's voice. He was confident that his strength was unmatched, and Huo Yuhao, could he? What about forcing him to show his true strength?
Looking at the two people reminiscing like old acquaintances, the corners of referee Zheng Zhan’s mouth twitched slightly. This is a competition, not a place for you to chat. He coughed lightly and reminded: "Ahem, the two contestants are in position. This is a competition. The audience can't wait." The implication is that if you can take action, do it as soon as possible. Don't force Lai Lai again. . "I'm looking forward to it!" Han Yu nodded to Huo Yuhao, turned around and walked towards the back. He needs a bigger space to show his strength.
At Han Yu's level, Huo Yuhao actually no longer poses any threat to him. Therefore, there was no intention to kill him. I just hope that he can grow up faster under his own pressure.
"I will." A trace of determination flashed in Huo Yuhao's eyes. Now he has reached the Contra level. He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing and heartbeat, and adjusted his state to the maximum. good.
He didn't believe it. Even if he couldn't defeat Han Yu, he could at least know Han Yu's strongest strength. "Start!" With the referee's order, the game began.
Huo Yuhao tapped his toes on the ground, and like an arrow from a string, he shot out in the direction of the cold rain. His speed was extremely fast, and in almost the blink of an eye, he had already crossed the distance between the two and arrived in front of Han Yu.
At the same time, eight soul rings rose from his feet. One white, one yellow, one purple, five black, eight soul rings of different colors reflected each other behind him, releasing a dazzling light. Light, a powerful momentum unique to Contra burst out from his body and swept the entire competition stage.
On the other hand, Han Yu seemed extremely calm and unhurried in the face of Huo Yuhao's menacing attack. He just slowly raised his right hand and gently clenched his fist. An invisible aura emanated from his body, rivaling Huo Yuhao's aura.
Immediately afterwards, seven soul rings slowly rose from his feet, one purple, three black, and three red. The seven soul rings circled and danced behind him, releasing a dazzling light that illuminated the entire competition stage. Lighted up.
The most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the three scarlet 100,000-year-old soul rings. They exude a frightening and terrifying aura, as if they are ferocious beasts from ancient times, making people fearful.
“There are still three hundred thousand year soul rings, another soul saint, still a soul saint with three hundred thousand year soul rings...”
Everyone stood in unison They stood up, widened their eyes, and looked at the god-like Han Yu on the competition stage in disbelief. Their eyes were full of shock, doubt, confusion, and a trace of fear.
Why would anyone have such a configuration? This is simply unheard of, unseen, and unbelievable!
On the rostrum, Xu Tianran's body trembled violently. His face was pale, his lips were trembling slightly, and his eyes were full of fear and fear.
"This son is so terrifying."
He sighed secretly in his heart, in the future, people like Han Yu might become his great enemy, and even threaten the entire Sun and Moon Empire. 's safety.
On the side, the face of the Imperial Master was uncertain. His brows were furrowed and his eyes flickered. He didn’t know what he was thinking.
This reminded him of some bad things before, some things he had deliberately forgotten. Jing Hongchen, on the other hand, had a smile on his face and looked at Han Yu with admiration in his eyes. He nodded slightly, seeming to be very satisfied with Han Yu's performance.
Others, whether they were contestants or spectators, looked in disbelief. They were all deeply shocked by Han Yu's strength.
In the Snow Demon Sect, the faces of the Lan sisters turned red with excitement. Although they had seen it many times, they still couldn't help but get excited every time they saw this scarlet 100,000-year-old soul ring. .
Huo Yuhao's eyes were firmly fixed on Han Yu, and a turmoil arose in his heart.
The power of Han Yu has always been a mountain in his heart. Now, he finally got a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg of this mountain, but found that this tip of the iceberg was so shocking and powerless. .
The soul ring that transcended the rules, like a miraculous power, deeply shocked his soul. "Is this where you are strong?"
This question is more like Huo Yuhao's question to himself.
He was diligently pursuing the peak of power. However, the fateful opponent in front of him had already entered a realm beyond his reach.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Han Yu's mouth, as if he could see through the shock in Huo Yuhao's heart.
He slowly raised his left hand and pressed his slender white fingers lightly in the air, as if he was controlling the fate of the entire world.
At the same time, the sixth soul ring on his body, the scarlet red soul ring, suddenly shone brightly.
The red light, like a gaze from the abyss, instantly shrouded the entire competition stage in a cold shadow.
“Not good!” Huo Yuhao’s heart rang with alarm bells, and a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart like a tide.
His forward steps suddenly stopped, and his body instinctively tensed up, ready to face the violent storm. He knew that Han Yu’s real killer move was about to come!
The next moment, Han Yu heard a low shout, like thunder: "The sixth soul skill, polar blizzard! Welcome to the funeral of winter!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the clear sky suddenly changed dramatically!
The originally cloudless sky suddenly became as gloomy as ink, as if an invisible hand pulled the endless darkness down from the sky.
Then, pieces of snowflakes, light and cold, fell from the sky, like countless white elves, dancing in the air.
However, these beautiful snowflakes carry a deadly chill.
The moment the surrounding air comes into contact with the snowflakes, it is frozen into ice crystals, making a crisp sound.
On the competition stage, the originally hard bluestone ground was covered with a thick layer of frost at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if covered with a crystal clear ice armor.
In just a few breaths, the entire competition stage turned into a world of ice and snow.
Hoo ho ho! The biting cold wind swept over at some point, carrying the breath of ice and snow, and wreaked havoc on the entire competition stage.
Large swaths of snowflakes, carried by the cold wind, poured down from the sky like a violent storm, so fast that it was dizzying to see.
The competition stage was soon completely engulfed by a vast expanse of ice and snow, as if it had turned into a polar ice field, cold, lonely, and full of the breath of death.
"It's so cold. Even my Contra cultivation can't stop this temperature?" (End of Chapter)