C19

The crowd began to boil. On the other side of the arena, Xu Yao's face was ashen. "It's over. It's impossible for us to take away that sword any longer!" His gaze towards Nanmen Feng became exceptionally cold.

King Cheng, who was in the hallway, laughed. His gaze became unusually gentle as he looked at Nanmen Feng on the stage. His mental state, comprehension, and luck were all very good. Only the ones with bad talent are slightly lacking, are they really lacking? "

"Roar!" Roar! "Roar!" The soul of the Flood Dragon circled around the Xuan-yuan Sword and flew up and down, roaring continuously, unable to break free.

Nanmen Feng, who was staring blankly at the Xuan-yuan Sword, immediately felt that there was a connection between the Xuan-yuan Sword and him, as if his arm extended three feet out of thin air. The Xuan-yuan Sword was originally useless, but now it was a dead object. It seemed like the Xuan-yuan Sword had come to life and gained its own consciousness.

Nanmen Feng was elated at the fact that he had come back from the dead, and the disappointment he felt just now was swept away.

"Fight!"

With an angry shout, the Xuan-yuan Sword slashed down with the power of the Flood Dragon Beast's soul. The wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the sound of wind, thunder and roars spread far and wide in the forest.

Su Siyuan's gaze turned cold. He regretted it so much! He regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. If he had known earlier, he would have ended the battle earlier.

"Go!"

The Water Spirit Bead's deep blue colored water was waveless. As it swept across the sky, the surrounding air became viscous and obscure, weaving into a blue net that was impervious to the wind.

"Sssii!"

The Xuan-yuan Sword gently cut the blue net open, splitting it in half. The Water Spirit Bead's color immediately became much dimmer. The Water Spirit Bead and Su Siyuan were closely related, so after the Water Spirit Bead was injured, Su Siyuan was not in a good situation. His face turned red as he forcefully suppressed the blood energy in his mouth and with a groan, he retreated a step!

This was the first step of Su Siyuan's withdrawal from the battle until now.

Kill!

Seeing that the Xuan-yuan Sword had succeeded, Nanmen Feng's confidence was boosted. He quickly waved both of his hands and a sword light shot out from the Xuan-yuan Sword, slashing towards Su Siyuan from all directions.

Shifting from defense to offense, Nanmen Feng exuded a strong momentum, as if he was a ferocious tiger from the mountain and a flood dragon from the sea. His sword radiance continuously slashed at Su Siyuan.

The Water Spirit Bead and the fan were different, the Water Spirit Bead's damage would drag him down. Seeing the powerful Longsword in Nanmen Feng's hands, Su Siyuan naturally did not want to take the risk.

"A beast trap battle!" Su Siyuan let out a cold snort. At this point of time, he no longer needed to think about the remaining two battles. Only by taking down Nanmen Feng would he have the chance to think about other things. And he firmly believed that Nanmen Feng's elemental energy had run out. It was just a last glimmer of light!

A pure white figure was dancing on the stage. With every step he took, the sword radiance shot out crossed each other. Su Siyuan once again became calm and collected. His posture became ethereal.

The more Nanmen Feng fought, the braver he became. The Xuan-yuan Sword's warm current continuously flowed into his body. Under such extravagant conditions, not only did his elemental energy not run out, it even showed signs of increasing. This made Nanmen Feng feel like he was drinking wine. He was in high spirits and his sword radiance was endless.

Time passed minute by minute, the calmness on Su Siyuan's face slowly disappeared, his eyes became serious, his face became gloomy, and he groaned in his heart: "Why is he getting braver with each battle, he clearly showed signs of running out of elemental energy, can he last so long when the time comes?"

"Am I going to lose?" Su Siyuan shook his head hard and put that thought aside, "I won't lose! How could I lose! "

In an instant, the Water Spirit Bead gently shook, and the blue light became even brighter. Su Siyuan channeled all the elemental energy in his body into the Water Spirit Bead. He knew that success or failure depended on this.

Nanmen Feng could also tell that Su Siyuan was trying to fight with his life on the line. At this moment, the elemental energy in his body was less than 30%, and the warmth from the Xuan-yuan Sword's return gradually disappeared.

It was time for the outcome to be decided.

"Let's fight!" Nanmen Feng shouted angrily. The Xuan-yuan Sword let out a thunderous roar as if it sensed Nanmen Feng's strong fighting intent. The dragon soul also roared and pounced towards Su Siyuan.

The Water Spirit Bead in Su Siyuan's palms spun rapidly, creating a violent wind and waves. In the blink of an eye, a dark blue tornado wave impressively appeared on the stage.

The elemental energy in the air was frenzied as it madly rushed towards the tornado. In that instant, a faint pressure radiated out, even the spectators below the stage could feel its might.

"So powerful!" The crowd looked at the two people on the stage in a daze. Their attack power was extremely close to warrior of Genuine Stage, perhaps already surpassing the usual warrior of Genuine Stage.

Someone asked himself, "If I were in his place, would I be able to win?"

The answer of course was no, very few people in warrior of Spirit Stage's group could withstand such a violent attack.

"Go!"

With Su Siyuan's angry shout, the tornado spun at a high speed towards Nanmen Feng.

The dragon soul was the first to move. It looked at the incoming wave and did not fear it at all. It let out an excited roar and quickly pounced forward with its mouth wide open. The Xuan-yuan Sword arrived shortly after. As wind and thunder rumbled, it ruthlessly slashed at the soul-stirring tornado tornado tornado!

Rumble rumble rumble!

Accompanied by a loud bang, the arena shook violently. The crowd below the stage could feel the ground trembling as raging elemental energy shot down from the stage. Some of them hurriedly dodged while others angrily shouted and swatted at the incoming waves of elemental energy.

For a time, the audience was in a complete mess.

Shortly after, everything went back to normal. The crowd looked at the arena with gazes filled with awe. None of them were people they could contend against.

A green and a white figure stood facing each other. Their clothes were bloodstained and tattered beyond recognition. Nanmen Feng, the Xuan-yuan Sword stood against the ground.

"Who won?"

"It seems like Su Siyuan won. Nanmen Feng only stabilized his body with the help of the Longsword." Someone said with a thoughtful expression.

"Not necessarily. I think Nanmen Feng won." Someone immediately retorted.

"What do you mean?"

That person continued, "Didn't you see the smile on Nanmen Feng's face?"

That's right, Nanmen Feng was smiling, but he was smiling bitterly. That strike just now used up all of the strength in his body. If it were not for the Xuan-yuan Sword, he wouldn't even have the strength to stand. Now, he didn't need Su Siyuan to do anything. He only needed a cool breeze to blow him down.

The difference between the cultivation level s were still hard to make up.

"Cough!" "Ahem!"

The first to break the silence was Su Siyuan. He coughed lightly as blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, dyeing the white chest to a bright red color. A striking wound appeared on his chest, revealing the inner armor underneath.

Su Siyuan thought in his heart, "If it wasn't for the inner armor blocking it, I'm afraid it would have already pierced through the stomach." Even so, the skin on his chest had been cut open, leaving a cut that cut into his flesh. His meridians were in chaos, his dantian was empty, and he didn't even have the energy to move.

The only reason he was able to stand here was due to his conviction and pride.

This battle was extremely tragic. Right now, no one had the strength to determine the victor, even though all they had to do was walk up to the other party and give him a light touch.

"You win!" Su Siyuan said with difficulty. He really wanted to kill Nanmen Feng, but the pride in his heart told him that he had already lost.