"Actually, you don't even need three moves. One is enough." Mu Hanyan said with a slight smile, her expression unchanged.
"Boom", suddenly, a loud noise was heard.
I saw turbulent currents shooting out and a white mist flying. Long Aoli's wind shield, which was both hard and soft, suddenly exploded violently.
In an instant, everyone was stunned.
Mu Hanyan's previous magic of combining the two laws into one had already given everyone too many surprises. Afterwards, Long Aoli's true strength once again shocked everyone. Not to mention the audience below the stage, even the high priests on the stage had ups and downs in their emotions, and they couldn't react at all to what was going on for a while.
He looked subconsciously with a slightly dazed look and saw the fire spear hidden among the hazy turbulent clouds. It was vague, but it was flying towards Long Aoli's chest with the force of breaking the sky.
"How is it possible? She actually broke the Dragon Priest's wind shield!" If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, almost no one would dare to believe such a result.
This is the Wind Shield that only a Divine Heart Priest can cast. Logically, only a Divine Heart Priest can break it. Mu Hanyan actually broke it with a single move using the cultivation of a Divine Heart Priest! How did she do it?
Long Aoli himself was equally surprised and puzzled, but he had no time to think about it, because the spear was rushing towards his chest, as fast as a flying arrow or a meteor, and the momentum was even more like thunder.
Although his strength had reached that of a Divine Heart Priest, his divine consciousness was more or less affected by the sudden breaking of his shield just now. In addition, he was completely unprepared and could not gather his spiritual power for a while, so he knew very well that he might not be able to withstand Mu Hanyan's divine art that combined the power of two laws.
Without hesitation, the long sword in Long Aoli's hand flew out, and wind blades surrounded the long sword, spinning rapidly, like an air blade storm.
At this time, he completely forgot his promise of only defending and not attacking with his three moves. After all, his life was at stake.
Seeing Long Aoli's actions, Mu Hanyan's anxious heart finally settled down.
If he really swung his sword to block it, he might be able to discover the secret hidden in the fire spear, but now that his sword has slipped out of his hand, there is no way he can discover it.
Mu Hanyan was originally worried that those involved in the incident might be confused while those who were watching could see things more clearly. However, the turbulent wind blades and layers of clouds had already blocked most of the view, so who could possibly see the clues?
"Boom" there was another loud noise, Mu Hanyan's fire spear and Long Aoli's air blade storm burst out at the same time. Under the powerful impact force, a figure flew out like a kite with a broken string.
Later, the clouds and fog cleared, and Long Aoli appeared in everyone's sight with disheveled hair and bloodstains at the corners of his mouth and on his clothes.
Lost! Long Aoli actually lost! Everyone was stunned.
Long Aoli, who was confident of victory before, unexpectedly lost. Chief Tianyang, whose strength had reached the level of Divine Heart Priest and was superior to other chief priests, lost with just one sword!
What I said before about letting Mu Hanyan make three moves was simply a huge joke.
"How is this possible? The Dragon High Priest is so powerful, how could he lose like this?" Finally, someone looked at his colleagues around him in confusion, as if they still couldn't believe the fact they saw with their own eyes.
"It's more than just losing. We clearly agreed to hold off three moves. You only attacked and didn't defend, but you attacked before you even finished a single move, and yet you still lost." Someone said disdainfully.
"As the chief priest, you are so untrustworthy. If you don't have the strength, you should just do it honestly. You even spoke such arrogant words. You are really embarrassed now."
"I've heard before that this Dragon Lord is a radiant figure, but today I learned that he is so despicable and sinister."
"Yeah, luckily Mu Hanyan won and didn't believe everything he said, otherwise who would she turn to for justice if she died in his hands?"
"How shameless! It's a disgrace to us priests." Soon, everyone remembered the bold words that Long Aoli had said before and talked about it with contempt.
A priest also has his own dignity. Long Aoli's last sword strike was not only disrespectful to his opponent, but also to himself. It was indeed a loss of status. No wonder even people from the major temples couldn't stand it.
On the high platform, the expressions of the priests were somewhat embarrassed. When things came to this point, anyone with a discerning eye could see that they were on the same side as Long Aoli. Long Aoli represented them to a large extent. They were equally ashamed when Long Aoli did such a disgraceful act.
Those sarcastic remarks were like sharp knives stabbing into Long Aoli's heart.
If he hadn't taken action with that sword just now, he would most likely have died. He had no choice at all and no time to think. It was only after he took action that he realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.
So what if he lost? Who could win all his life? But because of that sword, he was ruined and his reputation was ruined.
Long Aoli was anxious and angry, his whole body was shaking, he felt the blood rushing up, his mind was blank, there was only endless resentment and endless anger: it was all Mu Hanyan, it was all because of her that he ended up in such a situation!
"Mu Hanyan, die!" The more Long Aoli thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and the angrier he became. His mind was in a mess, and suddenly his eyes turned red and he roared angrily.
At the same time, he made hand gestures with his hands and uttered an obscure chant.
"Crack!" Thunder exploded in the sky, and dazzling lightning swooped down like a dark blue snake, forming runes that surrounded Mu Hanyan and spun rapidly. Wind and clouds gathered around her.
"Formation field!" Mu Hanyan was shocked.
On the Holy Court Continent, when one's cultivation reaches a certain level, one can leverage their understanding of the laws to form a sword formation. Tian Annan had previously used this technique. It's said that similar divine arts exist on the Divine Continent, known as the Divine Art Domain. However, Tian Annan is a master of the Sword Saint realm, so his use of the sword formation is not surprising. Long Aoli, however, is at most a novice Divine Heart Priest. Compared to the cultivation system of the Holy Court Continent, he's merely a novice swordsman. How could he possibly unleash such a divine art domain?
Why Long Aoli could display such a domain with the cultivation level of a low-level Divine Heart Priest is obviously not the point. The point is that although this domain and the swordsmanship are called differently, their functions are extremely similar. Being in it, Mu Hanyan found that she could not escape at all.
"Wind and thunder, disillusionment!" Long Aoli chanted madly and suddenly shouted loudly.
"Stop!" On the platform, all the main priests' faces changed drastically, and Chu Yanghe shouted even louder.
"Stop it, High Priest Long, stop it." The other high priests hesitated for a moment and shouted in unison.
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