C759 They Were Evenly Matched

As soon as Little Sword Immortal finished speaking, Lee Zhuohua had already activated his Three Lives Phenomenon.

"Three Lives."

Lee Zhuohua let out a low shout, and a Three Lives Crown appeared on top of his head. It dropped down streams of dense Qi, making it look like a human emperor.

Little Sword Immortal didn't say a word when he saw this. His right hand held onto the sword hilt of the Thunderclap Sword, and it was slightly lowered. There was not a single bit of aura leaking out from it, as if he was an ordinary person, but anyone who saw him would feel a kind of soul-stirring feeling. Under the calm, what was brewing would definitely be a shocking sword qi that could cause mountains to collapse and seas to roar.

The scene of the confrontation between the two in the ring fell into the eyes of the crowd. For a moment, no one dared to make a sound, and they nervously watched the development of the situation.

Which one of them was stronger, Little Sword Immortal or Immortal Body? This was the question that arose in everyone's hearts.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Lee Zhuohua took the initiative to attack. He carried the dense Qi of the Three Lives Crown and pounced towards Little Sword Immortal. This time, he did not use the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, but even with his hands empty, the might he displayed had already completely surpassed the power of the Holy Spirit Sword Technique. Fighting with his physical body was the most suitable method for him.

"Clang."

Little Sword Immortal raised the Thunderclap Sword in front of his chest. The Sword Sect's World-Patrolling Sword let out a sonorous sound, as if it was showing its inviolable dignity.

Lee Zhuohua formed a fist with his palm, and the spiritual energy in his body surged out. Together with the power of the Three Lives Crown, he directly punched towards Little Sword Immortal's face.

Seeing this, Little Sword Immortal frowned slightly. His right hand quickly moved, and he held his sword in front of his chest to block Lee Zhuohua's fist.

"Dang."

However, Lee Zhuohua's punch was extremely powerful. It had the force of ten thousand kilograms. When the punch landed on the Thunderclap Sword, it produced an ear-piercing sound. At the same time, the strength was transmitted to the hilt of the sword through the sword. Little Sword Immortal felt his thumb and index finger go numb, and he almost lost his grip on the sword.

"Hmph."

After Little Sword Immortal sensed Lee Zhuohua's tyrannical strength, he snorted lightly. The Sword Dao Spiritual Qi in his body instantly surged out, suppressing the opponent's strength.

After that, his right hand let go of the Thunderclap Sword, but the Thunderclap Sword did not fall. It floated in front of his chest, his right hand quickly formed into the form of a sword finger. At the same time, he unleashed a secret technique of Sword Sect, causing the Thunderclap Sword to immediately become different, and a faint light flashed on the blade of the sword.

"One sword to freeze fourteen states."

Little Sword Immortal recited a gatha, and his body began to emit a kind of proud aura, as if he was a swordsman standing proudly in the heaven and earth as he waved his hand at the Thunderclap Sword, and the tip of the Thunderclap Sword flashed with a cold light.

After that, the Thunderclap Sword turned its body around and rushed towards Lee Zhuohua. While flying, the sword began to show the phenomenon of frost and snow falling, causing the entire arena to seem to have reached the end of winter.

Everyone present felt the temperature drop at the same time, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble. They looked at that tall and straight figure in shock and sighed to themselves. This was Little Sword Immortal. With a single sword strike, frost and frost fell like the might of heaven.

"Hu."

Lee Zhuohua also felt the pressure of the cold Qi. Although the Thunderbolt Sword had yet to reach him, he felt a needle sting on his back, making him extremely afraid. The turbid air that he exhaled turned into a white mist. It could be seen how high Little Sword Immortal's sword had reached.

However, when Lee Zhuohua faced such a sword strike, his face revealed a smile. It was an expression of meeting an opponent.

Ever since Lee Zhuohua had woken up in this world, there had been no one in his generation who could truly fight against him. Even Xu Daolin from the Qian Yuan Academy, Duanqianyue, and the other elites from the Sandalwood Book Will did not give him the feeling that he was on the same level as them. This was because he knew he was not the same kind of person as them.

However, this Little Sword Immortal really made him feel like he was his opponent. He was the same as him, and Lee Zhuohua also had his own pride. The other party was the same as him, a true peerless Prodigy.

"Little Sword Immortal's reputation is indeed well-deserved. Since this sword contains frost intent, then I will break it with the power of Yang flame." Lee Zhuohua praised the other party in his heart.

When he saw Little Sword Immortal's sword strike, he thought of a cultivation technique that used yang as its foundation. It just so happened to match Little Sword Immortal's frost sword intent.

"Nine Transformation Flame Body."

Lee Zhuohua muttered to himself, and then he followed the technique in his memory and began to circulate the spiritual energy in his body. After that, a scorching force quickly spread out from his body and radiated in all directions.

All of the surrounding frosty Qi was completely dispersed by this blazing force. Not only that, but it also suppressed a part of Little Sword Immortal's frosty sword qi.

After which, the Three Lives Crown on top of Lee Zhuohua's head seemed to have been affected by the Nine Turns Flame Body, and it actually trembled with a vermillion color, and the dense Qi that flowed down even turned into magma and gurgled.

"Break."

Lee Zhuohua once again threw a punch at the Thunderbolt Sword with an indomitable heat.

On one side was the frost Qi, which was astonishingly sharp, and on the other, the power of the yang flames was scorching. Since ancient times, water and fire had never fused together, and the moment the two came into contact, there would definitely be an astonishing fluctuation.

"Boom!"

Lee Zhuohua's fist just so happened to be on the tip of the Thunderbolt Sword, and a layer of ripples began to spread out from where they touched.

The frost Qi and hot power that came into contact with these ripples turned into clouds and dissipated, then turned into a spring rain.

When the two of them came into contact with the ripple, their expressions changed at the same time. Their bodies swiftly retreated.

"Clang."

The Thunderclap Sword lost Little Sword Immortal's control and was sent flying into the air. It flew in an arc before piercing into the arena, sinking a foot into the ground.

As for Lee Zhuohua's right hand that was attacking the Thunderbolt Sword, it also started to tremble uncontrollably, and a drop of blood fell from the mountain pool of his fist.

Due to the melting of the frost Qi and the scorching power on the stage, it started to rain lightly. The two of them stood in the rain and looked at each other calmly.

This time, neither of them held back their power. They were fighting with their true strength, but the result was still the same. The two of them were evenly matched.

When they saw this, the people below the stage came back to their senses. They looked at the two men on the stage. They felt like they were two suns, glaring and dazzling. They couldn't take their eyes off them for a long time.

"So... so powerful." At this moment, someone muttered something in a low voice, breaking the silence.

"Whoosh."

And then the whole place was in an uproar. Was this the battle between the most powerful geniuses in the world? It was truly soul-stirring, and it made people unable to calm down.

"Has he already reached such a realm?" Only Lin Yueqing knew that Lee Zhuohua was only at the Astral Realm in Gu Yang. The opponent in front of her was at most at the Energy Shaping Realm.

However, Lee Zhuohua had relied on his physical body to fight with Little Sword Immortal, who was at the Earth Surge realm, and ended up in a draw. This made Lin Yueqing even more shocked than the others.

"Master, Brother Li, he ..." Wuliuqi never thought that Lee Zhuohua would be so powerful. He couldn't think straight at this moment.

"There's no need to say anything more. He is different from you, so you don't have to feel inferior to him. Even I can't compare to him in any way." Yu Shunnian became serious for the first time.