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All spirits were crazily shattered, and Zhu Yue Hua Li was able to reverse the situation.

The match had reached its climax. The true pinnacle of the Emperor Leaderboard began with Zhu Yue's powerful attacks.

She had used the red light's wild energy to make up for her lack of close combat skills, and Xiao Yue's tacit understanding had made her even more miserable.

On one side, they had to endure Zhu Yue's powerful brute force sweep, while on the other side, they had to guard against Xiao Yue's elusive magic attacks. On one side, Xiao Yue was talking to herself about the strong wind, while on the other side, it was Zhu Yue's big blade fiercely hacking down.

Fortunately, Zhu Yue's movements were inconvenient, if not for that, Ling Yun would have been injured long ago. The forward and backward close combat lasted for about an hour, and the time of the end of the match was getting closer and closer.

Zhu Yue didn't have any intention of stopping. She was very clear that as long as she was able to finish the battle in time, even her spiritual energy would not be able to defeat her. Then, her goal would be achieved.

The crescent moon blade struck out at an oblique angle, and the word "Yan" was used to attack from behind with a sword soul power that left its mouth wide open.

Boom! Zhu Yue and Xiao Yue combined forces and blew a layer of smoke away from where Ling Jun was standing.

As the smoke dissipated, Ling Jun's left hand turned completely black. His thumb, index finger and middle finger grabbed onto the crescent moon blade while his right hand held the Ice Wheel Talisman to block Xiao Yue's sneak attack.

Cracks appeared on the surface of the crescent moon blade. The irregular lines extended from the blade to the handle of the blade, and then to the body of the red light.

Ice spikes sprouted from the ice shield in her right hand, covering Zhu Yue's body and sealing her primordial spirit.

Ling Jun shouted, "Go back!" Peng, the red light that was summoned shattered, Xiao Yue's body was smashed into pieces by the powerful force.

The red light had shattered, and there was no longer any chance for it to gather again. Not only did the spirit energy explode into violent pieces, but he also cast the Crystallization Technique. Even Xiao Yue's legs were broken by the crystallization.

He had to finish the fight. The battle to defeat Zhu Yue was not over yet. His aura grew even more powerful, and Shinro almost charged up. Are you trying to kill us all?

Ling Jun erupted with a black fist as he punched towards the arena.

Boom! The general's platform began to shake violently. The surface of the platform began to crack open, as if a colossal monster was about to emerge from it.

"Rise!" Ling Jun's right hand also turned completely black as he punched at the seemingly indestructible general platform below his feet.

Whoosh, whoosh, another crack appeared on the table, and a black skeleton appeared in front of everyone's eyes. His spirit energy turned into sword attacks again.

At the same time that the skeleton exploded, Zhu Yue and Xiao Yue spat out blood at the same time. Zhu Yue looked at Ling Jun. 'You can break the rebirth technique too?'

This was the skill of the caster's true strength, primordial spirit, and blood. The technique was also severely damaged by the caster.

Zhu Yue's primordial spirit was in Xiao Yue's body, so both of them spat out blood at the same time.

After the Rebirth Technique was removed, two spiritual jades appeared on the stage. In the blink of an eye, the two fused into one.

At this moment, everyone was at a loss. Was the battle they saw just now a spiritual body or a clone? No matter which one it was, it all meant one thing. He had only used half of his spiritual power.

Of course, this only served to set off the terror of Zhu Yue. Even a spirit would not be able to dodge such a killing blow. Despite his defeat, he showed the world the glory of the Zhu family.

Just like Zhu Qiuyan, she was also a great genius.

Zhu Yue gnashed her teeth in hatred and said, "I should have known you were a liar." She hated herself for being too nervous and making mistakes. If he had thought at the beginning that the avatar that would appear on the stage later on was only his avatar, then the one that would fall now would be his spiritual body.

She had been so focused on attacking the doppelganger that she had ignored the strangling of the real body that was under her control.

He kept Zhu Yue under control until the end of the match.

Zhu Yue returned to her own body to disperse Xiao Yue, looking straight at Ling Jun, "I can already fight with you for half the battle. "You'll regret it if you don't kill me."

"You are too modest. If possible, my half master would like to drink your wedding wine." Ling Jun revealed an unruly smile.

Zhu Yue frowned, "Although you have taught me some things, I have never taken you as my master." She dropped the next sentence and turned away from the stage.

That's why I said half! Ling Du asked for a boring answer, but got a satisfactory answer. After confirming whether or not it was Zhu Yue, no failure could hit her.

"Although I like to mess around, I won't be crazy enough to mess with your wedding." At this moment, he felt extremely lonely, and really wanted to see Zhu Xian again.

He couldn't help but look up at the stage. He didn't see Yan Hun, but instead encountered Zhu Yong's wrath. Ling Yu could only spread her hands and return. Even though they both had the same surname, Ling didn't have a good impression of him at all.

It was an exciting battle. People cheered for the spiritual city, and even more so for the moon.

Ling Du returned to the spectator position she had prepared for the contestants and collapsed onto her seat. A battle which had a time limit of two hours was destined to be the most explosive of two hours.

He wanted to get a good night's sleep. However, the following spectators were very important to him. The rest might be his opponents. If he wanted to successfully obtain Yan Hun, he would need to fight at least four rounds. Maybe more.

There would be another Challenger League match in the end of the round. Because there were seventeen people in the group, there were more than eight, and nine were not enough. The remaining people without opponents were placed in the ninth group, and from the eight victors, one could be selected as an opponent.

The third round went in eight and five, while the fifth went in three. The top three would have to fight two matches.

Collecting information on the battles of the experts was extremely important. Ling Jun perked up to look.

The third group was Lu Yunfei. Ling didn't know him, but he remembered that Feng Xingzi had mentioned his name. The Divination Hall's predictions were terrifying. That year, all five of them had battled to the very end. Currently, the top three of the Yuheng List were similarly ranked.

In just a short twelve years, it wasn't just the five of them who rose to become emperors, or even saints. Was this an era of advancement?

Every time war broke out, it would inevitably lead to the birth of a bunch of geniuses.

Since they had only heard of Lu Yunfei's name, Ling Jun paid special attention to him. Di Jun and the others had roamed the world and no one was unaware of their existence. But why was this powerful Lu Yunfei unknown?

His opponent's spirit was also interested, because that person was Du Lan, a member of the god race in the real world. Did this god race have any connection with the god race that Gu Yu joined?

He was especially careful when it concerned him. He was completely focused.

Du Lan stood there silently, his hands naturally hanging down. Others like to tense up before a fight, but he likes to relax his muscles. It was better to face the enemy in a relaxed manner.

The battle began with a single command.

Lu Yunfei dashed straight towards Du Lan. He was a straightforward person. Unfortunately, Du Lan also had a bad temper.

He rushed up to the fist and met it with his own, just as I wanted him to. Du Lan spread his legs, taking on the exact same pose as before Lu Yunfei's match.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Lu Yunfei closed in on him, his fist aiming for Du Lan's vitals. Although Du Lan's legs didn't move, his hands were fast to the point that they were full of illusions. He blocked Lu Yunfei's chaotic fist attack.

Just as Lu Yunfei was about to retreat, Du Lan sent a long punch towards his chest.

Bang! A punch landed on sand flying everywhere. Lu Yunfei stood there motionlessly, a sand shield appearing out of thin air in front of him.