Chapter 443 The decisive battle, the sword demon fights the dragon elephant!

"beep."

Half a minute later, the call was disconnected.

Bai Xiao slowly raised his head, his eyes flickering slightly.

He inexplicably felt that things were not that simple.

Under the pavilion.

Bai Xiao quickly stood up, lightly tapped his toes, and his whole body was like a platinum-colored meteor, drawing a long trajectory and landing in the Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Hall.

The disciples who had already prepared tonic pills came forward immediately.

Then, while replenishing his energy, he gazed quietly ahead. On the Martial Arts Main Class panel, the skill status bar, and the Dragon Elephant Sutra emanated a glazed golden light, wailing with a thirst for food.

"The dragon's heart symbolizes meaning."

Bai Xiao's mind moved, and he quickly used this enhanced ability.

Suddenly, dense and thin golden threads stretched out like thousands of tentacles, climbing rapidly on the career panel.

The dark grey Fierce Dragon Tail Secret Weapon was entangled inch by inch.

Take root and spread everywhere.

“Crack!”

The Fierce Dragon swung its tail and was pulled over directly, as if it was swallowed by an extremely huge dragon-elephant phantom, and all the essence of martial arts was refined.

The Dragon Elephant Sutra glowed brightly and was slightly distorted.

Golden shadows rushed out from the surface, roaring.

There are a total of sixteen lapis lazuli-colored earth elephant gods.

There are also seven golden holy dragons of Tianli.

As the thought flashed through his mind, another extremely powerful dragon appeared beside the Tianli Holy Dragons. Its scales shone like iron armor, radiant and majestic.

Eight dragons and sixteen elephants!

White Owl's body suddenly expanded, his energy and blood surged, nearly igniting the surrounding airflow, causing it to distort and deform, surrounding his body. A vague shadowy image of a massive, ancient dragon-elephant towering over the heavens formed.

With just one step of the giant hoof, the entire Dragon Elephant Martial Arts School could be crushed to pieces.

"Chi..."

A stream of hot white air slowly came out of the white owl's nostrils.

In front of the sight, the change of four-dimensional attributes ends.

Strength: 270.0 (0.3 → 2.4)

Speed: 266.8 → 270.0 (4.4)

[Physique: 267.3 → 269.3]

Willpower: 262.8 → 270.0 (6.0)

Strength +2.1, speed +7.6, physique +2.0, intention +13.2.

After this upgrade, White Owl's Speed and Willpower attributes both reached their maximum limit of 270. Unfortunately, his Physical Strength was only slightly off, so he would have to wait until next time. Currently, three of White Owl's four attributes had reached the limit below Grandmaster, and no one could possibly match him.

That is a level that can only be achieved through hard work and cheating!

“Chi!”

He took a deep breath and turned around abruptly.

With a slight tap of his toes, he was instantly enveloped by a platinum-colored aura. Like a rapidly flying missile, he soared into the sky, piercing through the sky and clouds. In just one minute, he reached the Cloud Mountain Valley.

"despair."

On the coast, a flash of light appeared, and the figure of a white owl appeared.

He slowly turned his head, his tall and burly body like an iron tower.

Facing the sunshine, we walked into the valley.

…

In Yunshan Valley, a fierce battle seemed to have ended.

Looking up, one could see a massive, smooth, slashing line between the distant mountains, seemingly tearing the entire peak apart. The white clouds in the sky were also split in two, a terrifying edge that lingered for a long time.

Bai Xiao walked into the waiting hall.

Suddenly, he saw the Spirit King covered in scars.

At this moment, he was no longer a childish figure, but a white-haired elder, seemingly in his eighties or nineties. His once formidable spirit had now waned. His peak-level martial spirit had also weakened to its lowest point. Like a popped balloon, the Spirit King's aura slowly leaked out, unable to be stopped for a short time.

He sat cross-legged and used secret techniques to heal his wounds.

He was surrounded by the entourage of the Star God Palace, holding various equipment and healing pills specially made for this trip.

“Tattatt…”

The sound of footsteps coming from the entrance startled the Spirit King.

He suddenly opened his eyes and turned with some difficulty. The entourage behind him immediately made way. On the marble floor, a tall figure in a black and gold dragon elephant combat uniform appeared, with broad shoulders and a sturdy physique. The light from outside shone in, outlining his profile, with prominent brow bones and a high nose bridge.

It exudes a sense of hardness, dominance and strength.

"despair."

Bai Xiao stopped and looked down at the Spirit King.

"You lose."

The Spirit King was silent for a moment, then spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Yes."

"The Sword Demon is stronger than I thought!"

"If I hadn't witnessed your battle with Guangying Feilin before, I would have believed that the champion of the 13th Martial Arts Competition would definitely belong to the Sword Demon. But now, the outcome between the two of you is still uncertain..."

He exhaled a long breath of bloody air.

"hehe……"

Bai Xiao chuckled softly, then strode forward. The Star God Palace entourage that had been blocking the road gave way one after another, like waves parted by reefs.

He walked past the Spirit King step by step.

“There’s no such thing as an unknown outcome.”

"Defeat the Blade Demon with ease."

An infectious confidence emanated from him, drawing the attention of everyone present. The unstoppable, all-conquering momentum caused the Spirit King to suddenly raise his head and gaze intently at White Owl's back.

"The Blade Demon's Heart Blade almost possesses the characteristics of a Grandmaster. It's extremely terrifying!"

"You'll see it in tomorrow's final."

Bai Xiao didn't pause at all and continued to stride forward.

“Hehehe…”

"Maybe, I can learn it today."

…

In the valley of clouds and mountains, time passes by little by little.

However, even after the two semi-finals were concluded, the organizers still hadn't declared the tournament over, forcing the crowd to leave. Initially, everyone thought the organizers were planning a third-place match, pitting Light Eagle against the Spirit King to determine third place. The top three finishers in the martial arts competition would receive a chance to attain enlightenment beneath the Enlightenment Tea Tree at the Martial Arts Association headquarters.

Of course, the two losers have to decide the winner.

But then everyone thought, Guangying and the Spirit King both seemed seriously injured today, so how could they possibly compete for third place? Even if a winner was to be decided, it would be after a few days, when both sides had recovered.

The rankings will then be determined under the official witness of the martial arts competition.

"What's going on?"

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

In the viewing stands on both sides of the mountain wall, many spectators were talking to each other.

Until a certain moment.

Between the clouds, mountains and valleys, in the air.

Suddenly, a figure appeared, hovering silently there. He was dressed in gray, with ordinary features, remarkably young, appearing to be only about twenty-seven or twenty-eight. Yet, the aura surrounding him exuded a sense of having experienced many hardships. With his hands clasped behind his back, the young man's figure seemed to block out the sun overhead. He stood tall and majestic, with the bearing of a master!

"Everyone..."

"I'm Ouyang Ming, the president of the Tianxia Federation Martial Arts Association."

He began to introduce himself. His voice was not as loud as a bell, but everyone present could hear it very clearly, as if it was right next to their ears.

"The martial arts competition, semi-finals, ends here."

"Due to some unexpected circumstances, we have decided to move the finals of the martial arts competition, which was originally scheduled for tomorrow morning, to this afternoon..."

As soon as the words fell, the audience began to chatter and discuss, like a boiling teapot, the spout humming non-stop.

"Why is it early?"

"So sudden?"

"The finals are starting right away? The Sword Demon vs. the Dragon Elephant!?"

Some people were at a loss, while others stood up and cheered.

Some people even suddenly frowned and looked a little flustered.

Ten minutes later.

The news spread quickly.

Donghai City, port, a luxury cruise ship docked here.

It suddenly started its engine, accelerated, and headed towards the high seas. At the same time, throughout the East China Sea Province, a huge mysterious force seemed to be gathering towards the Yunshan Valley.

Above the sea.

Several elusive dragons suddenly appeared.

It happened almost instantly.

Donghai Province, a secret base built by the Shengzong Group.

Located in the deep mountains along the coast.

“Buzz…buzz…buzz…”

Inside the base, red lights flashed, indicating the highest level of warning.

“Ka-ka-ka-ka…”

Above the base, the mountain cracked.

In the center, a metal mecha exuding an extremely terrifying aura stood on the ground, and the air was distorted. No, it wasn't just the air in the surrounding area that was fuzzy, it was more like the entire space was slightly distorted.

Its existence and its energy blur the deep boundaries of reality.

The power of ascension!

You could see that at the mech's back, at the shoulder blades, the metal lines had spontaneously formed a swirling, wing-like pattern, constantly emitting an extremely high-density energy halo. A blazing white light, flickering, obscured the sunlight.

Inside the mecha, there seemed to be an engine that could extract the world's energy.

"Buzz!"

The mountain shook slightly and the light flashed.

A straight, twisted line shot straight into the sky and penetrated into the clouds.

The metal mecha is missing.

…

Donghai City, Yunshan Valley.

After a long wait, President Ouyang's clear voice once again echoed throughout the audience: "The 13th Martial Arts Competition, the finals, has officially begun!"

Suddenly, a roaring noise erupted, nearly shaking the entire valley to the ground. Even the glass in the buildings was shaking violently.

"finals."

"Tianxia Federation, Posa Tibetan Sword Hall, Sword Demon!"

"Against..."

"Tianxia Federation, Dragon Elephant Martial Arts School, Dragon Elephant White Owl!"

The host in red, who had been waiting quietly, immediately announced.

"Both players, please enter!"

The words fell.

On the battle square that had been forcibly repaired again.

The strong wind blew, making a rustling sound.

Two equally tall and imposing black figures, one on the left and one on the right, stood in the center of the arena. Their aggressive and domineering auras collided with each other.

The air was shaking like water waves, with sand, rocks and dust suspended in the air.

On the left, the Blade Demon wore a black monastic robe, his chest exposed, revealing his muscular build and a crisscross pattern of scars. He looked about fifty years old, yet possessed a sturdy, handsome demeanor. His brows were sharp, his gaze commanding, and his half-long black hair danced wildly in the wind, resembling the mane of a silent lion.

As a swordsman, the Sword Demon does not have a sword on his waist.

Only a pair of hands, which were obviously much larger than those of an ordinary person, drooped slightly.

On the right, White Owl resembled a cold, rigid humanoid statue, even taller than the Blade Demon, and incredibly strong and burly. Simply standing there, he evoked a sense of oppression and danger, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Although he was limited by human size, no taller than two meters, the surroundings felt suffocating and heavy, like the arrival of a giant creature. The ground slowly sank, heat surged, and the light overhead seemed to be distorted.

"We finally meet, Sword Demon."

Bai Xiao had no expression on his face. He looked at the other person quietly and spoke slowly.

"You are very strong, White Owl."

The Blade Demon's dark pupils glared at him, his words blunt and direct. He was never one to dither, and he never made harsh remarks before a match.

The Heart Blade Demon Knife is his words and his attitude.

This time, it was extremely rare to speak to Bai Xiao before the game.

"I don't think there's anything to test between us."

"Go all out, fight quickly and decisively..."

"How about we fight it out to determine the ultimate winner?"

The Sword Demon slowly raised his palm and spoke.

"Just what I want!"

Bai Xiao did not refuse and directly agreed to the proposal.

This is what he wants too.

Just then.

Under the attention of the crowd, a place where densely packed eyes converge.

The host's voice, like a loud bell, suddenly rang out.

"The game begins!"

…

"Zheng!"

In the battle square.

A tall figure in black monastic robes, his half-grown beard like a lion's mane dancing wildly in the wind, stood with his feet forward and back, his hands slightly clenched. Within his palms, an extremely terrifying mental force transformed the void into reality, as if it had transformed into an invisible blade, extending outward.

It runs through the valley, parallel to the river, winding and rushing.

"Heart Blade, final form."

"This is the Demonic Sword!"

The words fell.

The aura and spirit of the Blade Demon were as fiery as the lava erupting from a volcano. He instantly locked onto White Owl and swung his blade at top speed.

"bite!!!"

The invisible sword light cut through the sky and destroyed the earth, as if it was going to tear the entire earth apart.

Before the demonic blade even touched down, it had already split the entire battle square in two, even extending towards the distant woods and mountain walls. It left a trail of blade light a full kilometer long on the ground.

"Take my knife!"

The sword demon came and slashed down, and in an instant, terrifying power erupted.

“Good job!!!”

On the battle field, Bai Xiao, who had always maintained a straight face, now revealed an excited smile. He clasped his palms together, and a brilliant golden light shone forth.

One step forward and the earth shakes.

"Roar! Moo!"

A huge phantom of a dragon and an elephant stood upright, looking up and roaring.

The roars of the giant elephant and the mad dragon merged into a terrifying roar. Glazed flames enveloped the entire arena. Peak energy and blood suppressed the earth.

Bai Xiao's body rapidly expanded, transforming into a giant golden shadow, like a god descending from the heavens. The muscles in his arms swelled and glowed red, with golden veins snaking like little snakes, and his fists seemed to be under tremendous pressure.

"Bang!"

Throw a punch!

Eight dragons and sixteen elephants, surrounded by domineering aura, with boundless power blessing!

"kill!"

(End of this chapter)