The flat ground and the sea of ​​spectators remained unchanged, except that the towering [Divine Will Crystal] had dimmed slightly.

But this is already the final!

The winner will receive four [Divine Will Crystals], each about the thickness of a little finger. Any one of these crystals can transform a Tier 1 Divine Will Warrior into a Tier 3 warrior, or a Human Immortal into a Celestial Immortal.

Celestial beings live as long as heaven and earth, possess great supernatural powers and boundless magic, and can obtain whatever they desire.

If Li Changzhou wins, assuming Li Qianxia and Yang Qinglan weren't cursed by the ancient god because of his teleportation, the four of them could immediately become celestial beings!

The realm that even Guanyin Bodhisattva strives for is nothing more than that of the Jade Emperor and Buddha in mythology.

But compared to the allure of becoming a celestial being, the desire to save his sister and Qinglan made Li Changzhou yearn for victory even more.

The [Divine Crystal] emitted light, and a faint purple barrier rose up at the edge of the arena.

"Go, brother!" Li Qianxia shouted with all her might. The power of a human immortal seemed insignificant in front of hundreds of billions of viewers—there were many experts among these viewers, but it still clearly reached Li Changzhou's ears.

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Li Qianxia couldn't help but clench her fists and widen her eyes.

Yang Qinglan and Yaochi were also watching intently. This was not a simple match to determine the winner; the loser could very well die.

Li Changzhou began his attack.

Start by controlling your emotions!

Jacques, an alien, swung down the long sword he was carrying on his shoulder, delivering a brutal downward slash.

Like a stone sinking into the sea, the intangible and formless control over emotions has been shattered.

Li Changzhou turned his gaze to the knife, before he could see it clearly.

Peng!

Alien Jacques plowed the ground with his feet, transforming into a cannonball as he charged forward, a ferocious and unrestrained smile on his face.

All of Jacques' previous opponents were killed in this charge.

"Life is suffering, old age is suffering..." Li Changzhou murmured as if chanting a mantra.

With two swift strokes, Jacques dismantled the power of the Human Path like a spider web.

Li Changzhou's expression changed. His emotional control had been shattered; one could say he was being targeted, but now even his Human Path had failed him...

The arena is enormous; an ordinary person might not be able to walk from one end to the other in a whole day, but for the contestants, it's just a blink of an eye.

Jacques's blade flashed so brightly that it almost filled Li Changzhou's vision.

Li Changzhou, however, did not retreat but advanced.

Leaning slightly forward, he transformed into an arrow released from a bow. Just as he was about to be split in two by Jacques, he flipped his wrist and the Emerald Bee Sword was in his hand.

As he raised his arm, the Emerald Bee Sword transformed into a longsword, rushing forward like a streak of green light.

Teng!

The unstoppable clash of swords and blades sent a violent shockwave crashing across the field like a waterfall.

In the sky, a cosmic meteorite, about two or three hundred meters high, floated past the field and split in two with a loud bang, the crack as smooth as a mirror.

Li Changzhou and Jacques stared at each other across their swords. Under their immense power, the space centered on them even generated gravity like that of a planet.

Gravel and gale swirled around them like satellites, circling them again and again.

Li Changzhou's eyes shimmered with a blue light, possessing a captivating beauty.

With a flick of his wrist, Jacques' longsword and the Emerald Bee Sword moved like a train traveling at high speed, their blades rubbing together. With a screeching sound, the longsword approached the edge of the hilt and extinguished the blue light.

He immediately ducked, and his long sword, which had been withdrawn from the fight, shot out like a bullet, aiming for Li Changzhou's abdomen.

Just as he was about to succeed, Jacques felt a prickling sensation behind him. Almost instinctively, he held the long sword he had just shot back.

Teng!

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Li Changzhou, who should have been in front of me, slashing at the long saber with his sword.

“You don’t seem as strong as I thought.” Li Changzhou exerted force, pressing Jacques down inch by inch, relentlessly.

"You're dumber than I thought."

As soon as Jacques finished speaking, in the audience, Yang Qinglan's Ruyi scepter snapped in two with a crack, just like the meteorite before.

The Emerald Bee Sword cracked.

Even now, the Emerald Bee Sword, which has long since grown into an A-grade weapon, was shattered after clashing with Jacques's longsword twice!

The moment the sword shattered, Jacques raised his knife, the blade flashing like a line, slicing towards Li Changzhou's head.

With a slight shift in his body and a push off with his feet, Li Changzhou retreated rapidly, creating distance between himself and Ya Kela.

Jacques did not pursue, but instead slung the knife over his shoulder again and walked step by step toward Li Changzhou.

"After all this, you still have tricks you haven't used yet. You're really strong." As he said this, Jacques's expression revealed an air of arrogance that suggested he was certain of victory.

In the audience, Yang Qinglan used both hands to weave and thread the needle, restoring the Emerald Bee Sword to its original form.

On the field, the broken sword tip trembled slightly, then flew back with a whoosh and caught the broken sword in Li Changzhou's hand.

A wisp of green light circled the sword, and the crack healed as easily as water.

He shook the longsword again, and the Emerald Bee Sword hummed loudly, as if hundreds of millions of hummingbirds were flapping their wings. He breathed a slight sigh of relief.

The Emerald Bee Sword is of extraordinary significance, as it embodies two S-level skills. Not only can it continuously grow, but it can also randomly acquire weapons of the same level indefinitely, making it a great asset in the future.

The Emerald Bee Sword melted into a ball of emerald light, which then shaped into a highly technological energy pistol.

Bang!

Pull the trigger, the bullet bursts out of the barrel, and then breaks into thirty small bombs midway, each of which can destroy half a football field.

Jacques' figure blurred slightly, and his true form had already appeared behind the cluster energy blast.

Whoosh!

Thirty small bombs veered off course, trailing shockwaves through the air like torpedoes, and slammed into Jacques once more.

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