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When the match started, the atmosphere became even more heated.

Half of the people cheered for Han Feiyang, while the other half shouted Hong Juding's name.


Both of them were the pride of heaven and were extremely popular.


Now the arena duel was naturally highly anticipated.


Although Han Feiyang was slightly inferior in the ranking of the Tianjiao Genius list, as the young master of the Celestial Alliance, he was better than Hong Juding in both reputation and prestige.


As for who was stronger, they had to fight to know.


"Hong Juding, I have been waiting for this day for a long time."


Han Feiyang looked at his opponent with a sharp gaze, and said in a sonorous and powerful tone: "Many people say that I am not as good as you, which makes me very dissatisfied, so today, I want to compete with you to see whether your sword is faster or my Heavenly Four Symbols of the Gods is more powerful!"


"When you say this, it proves that you have already lost, because you have no confidence that you can beat me." Hong Juding said lightly.


If it was a life-and-death fight, the other party would be dead now.


"Hmph! Stop talking nonsense! Today I'll let you see my Heavenly Four Symbols of the Gods!"


Han Feiyang's body shook, and his Qi burst out instantly.


A huge phantom of a god appeared out of thin air behind him, with extremely terrifying power.


Compared with his previous performance, Han Feiyang's aura was fully open at this moment, without any reservation.


The whole person was like a god descending to the earth, majestic and invincible.


"Then come on."


Hong Juding had a blank expression on his face, and stretched out his sword finger to point in the air.


"Swoosh~!"


The sword box behind him trembled, and a silver sword suddenly soared into the sky, like a meteor that cut through the night sky.


"Go!"


Without any preparation, Hong Juding waved his sword finger.


The silver sword in the air shot out instantly, turning into a silver light that pierced Han Feiyang directly.


This sword was as fast as thunder and terrifying in power.


Wherever the sword passed, the air twisted and made bursts of explosions.


“Furious Wind God!"


Seeing this scene, Hong Juding did not dare to be arrogant and directly used his killing move.


He raised his hands and then hit the silver light fiercely. The phantom of the god behind him immediately made the same move.


Boom~!


In an instant, a strong wind blew up and the world shook.


A large number of wind blades poured out like raindrops.


Covering the sky and the earth, it was endless.


"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..."


The wind blades kept hitting the silver sword and made a burst of explosions.


However, the strange thing was that the silver sword did not show any signs of decline and continued to swoop down.


It crushed all the wind blades that blocked the way.


"Huh?"


Han Feiyang's pupils shrank and he was secretly shocked.


He knew that Hong Juding's sword was very powerful, but he still underestimated it.


The wind blade transformed by his own Qi could not stop it, just like a moth flying into a flame.


Seeing that the silver sword was about to chop down on his head, Han Feiyang shouted and slapped his hands towards the sky.


At the same time, the shadow of the god behind him also opened his hands and slapped the silver sword like a mosquito.


"Boom!"


With a loud bang, the air vibrated and energy overflowed.


The silver sword that was unstoppable just now was instantly held down by the palms of the god.


The silver sword roared and trembled, and the powerful impact force, against the palms of the god, continued to move forward.


It's just that the speed has become abnormally slow.


But even so, it is still shocking.


Especially Han Feiyang, his face solemn, as all his strength erupted, trying to press down the silver sword with all his might.


He knew in his heart that if he couldn't stop this first sword, then there would be no need to fight the next battle.


"Get down!"


Han Feiyang suddenly roared, controlling the spirit shadow, grabbing the silver sword, and slamming it to the ground.


"Bang!"


There was a loud noise.


The hard ground of the ring was slapped into a three-meter-square palm print.


It was only at this moment that the silver sword's immense force was finally exhausted.

Lying quietly in the pit, the silver light flickered.


"Hu~!"


Han Feiyang breathed a sigh of relief.


He didn't expect that Hong Juding's first sword was so powerful.


"Qingshuang! Go!"


At this time, Hong Juding pointed his sword.


A green sword shot out from the sword box and hit Han Feiyang directly with lightning speed.


Although the speed of the green sword was not as fast as the silver sword, its power was obviously more terrifying.


Wherever the sword passed, the air solidified and the ground frosted, and it obviously had special properties.


"Furious Fire God!"


Han Feiyang shouted.


The spirit behind him turned red instantly, and a hot wave of air swept the whole place.


Han Feiyang's fists were like fire, and he punched the blue sword fiercely.


The shadow of the spirit also made the same move, and the huge flaming fist slammed into the blue sword.


"Bang!!"


There was another loud noise, the earth shook, and the air was surging.


The expansion of ice and fire stirred up a terrifying energy wave, which shook the protective shield of the ring.


Referee Zhang Qizheng was well prepared and immediately infused true energy into the formation to maintain stability.


At the moment when Han Feiyang's fist touched the blue sword.


The blue sword was bounced away, and Han Feiyang was also shaken back a few steps, and his Qi was disordered.


Before he could completely calm down, Hong Juding attacked again.


"Chi Xiao! Go!"


Hong Juding raised one hand and pointed the sword again.


A red sword soared into the sky, turned in the air, and slammed into Han Feiyang.


The red sword swept the sky with flames, like a fire dragon, with extremely terrifying power. - Marinien

Comments

Anonymous said…
Chapters are becoming very short nd short, not a scene is covered in today's update
Anonymous said…
Author needs time to think, probably, ha 😜🤪

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