Seeing the lightning pillar falling, she was initially a bit worried. She channeled her spiritual energy to protect herself while also preparing the Eight Desolate Divine Death. However, she soon realized her worry was unnecessary. Just like before, the lightning's power only reached an inch away from her before being blocked by an invisible barrier, preventing it from reaching her at all.
As he spoke, Mu Hanyan slowly drew out the Hanxiao Sword.
Guan Qingyun was shocked and puzzled, but when he saw Mu Hanyan had already drawn her sword, he had no time to think about it. The Youquan Seven Star Sword pointed out again.
"Boom, boom!" Two lightning pillars fell straight from the sky again with the power of creation.
However, before the lightning dissipated, Mu Hanyan came out again with a relaxed look on her face. Not only was she not injured at all, but she looked refreshed, as if she had just taken a hot spring bath.
Could this guy be of the Thunder element? I've heard of people born in the years of the Ox, Sheep, Dragon, and Tiger, but I've never heard of anyone born in the Year of the Thunder element.
Guan Qingyun's mind was confused. Seeing Mu Hanyan approaching step by step, he could only swing his sword again.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom..." Three, four, five, six, more and more thunders fell at the same time.
But every time, before the lightning dissipated, Mu Hanyan's slender and beautiful figure would appear in front of Guan Qingyun again, unharmed, relaxed and comfortable.
Guan Qingyun's face was also filled with fear.
Could it be that the Nine Heavens Thunder Might of the Qiankun Life and Death Seal only looks impressive, but isn't actually that powerful? That's not right. Just look at the competition platform, crafted from a single block of bluestone and protected by several array formations. Deep craters have been blasted out of it, and the cracks are constantly spreading. You can tell just how powerful the Nine Heavens Thunder Might truly is.
But why didn't such a powerful thunder cause any harm to Mu Hanyan?
An unprecedented fear rose in Guan Qingyun's heart, spreading like a crack on the stage, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead.
Silence fell beneath the arena, everyone speechless with astonishment. When the first bolt of lightning descended, their hearts nearly leaped out of their chests. If they hadn't realized that Mu Hanyan wasn't strong enough to withstand even a single bolt of lightning, and that even if she were injured, it wouldn't be fatal, someone would have probably shouted "Stop!"
But what happened next was completely beyond their expectations.
Although the figures inside seemed vague and illusory due to the heavy electric light, it was not difficult for them to see Mu Hanyan's ease and casualness when she walked out of the lightning column. The terrifying thunder power did not hurt her at all.
Then, when the two lightning pillars fell simultaneously, their hearts, which had finally calmed down a little, rose again. Two bolts of lightning struck Mu Hanyan's head, and this time, she was afraid she would inevitably be injured.
However, the result was unexpected again.
Then, three, four, five... even nine lightning pillars fell at the same time, but Mu Hanyan remained safe and sound, as relaxed as if the terrifying thunder power did not exist at all.
Does Lei Wei really not exist? Just look at the cracks that are constantly spreading and have already appeared on the competition stage, and you will know how terrifying Lei Wei is.
In the stands, Guan Xiujing's smile had already frozen. No one else could have imagined such a result, and neither did he.
"Don't hold back your strength anymore, attack with all your strength!" Guan Xiu Jin concentrated his mind and said to Guan Qingyun.
Guan Qingyun smiled bitterly. He had not held back his strength in the first place, but those nine-day thunder powers could not do anything to Mu Hanyan, and he had no other choice.
Without time to think, Guan Qingyun roared and swung his sword fiercely.
The countless lightning bolts trapped around the competition stage condensed into hundreds of lightning pillars above the head, which exploded at the same time and poured towards Mu Hanyan.
Everyone was terrified. The priests near the competition stage had their eardrums ruptured by the loud thunder, and they were bleeding profusely. Their vision was blurred, and thousands of lightning bolts exploded at the same time, blocking their sight. They could not see the figures of Mu Hanyan and the others, and even their divine sense could not detect them.
Mu Hanyan's face was filled with a joyful smile of fulfillment: The opportunity to take action has finally arrived!
"Eight Desolations, God Falls!" The Hanxiao Sword finally cut through the sky with a pleasant hum.
With a loud noise as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting apart, the competition stage exploded, rubble was flying, dust was flying, and streaks of lightning were flying all over the sky.
Fortunately, the competition stage was surrounded by protective formations, and the strength of the priests present was not weak, otherwise countless people would have been accidentally injured by the rubble and lightning.
I don’t know how long it took, the dust gradually dissipated, the lightning disappeared, and Mu Hanyan’s figure appeared before my eyes again.
She stood, leaning against the wind, on a rubbled stone in the center of the ruins. The breeze ruffled the hem of her clothes, and her graceful figure resembled a fairy from the ninth heaven, holy and inviolable, or like the legendary god of war, majestic and inviolable.
Guan Qingyun, however, had already collapsed in the ruins, blood oozing from his mouth, clearly seriously injured. This wasn't the worst of it; the worst was that even the ancestral artifact, the Nether Spring Seven-Star Sword, had been completely shattered into pieces, scattered at his feet.
She won! Mu Hanyan won! Gao Weihu was the first to roar to the sky.
Behind him, the other priests also cheered loudly.
Under the high stands, the high priests were silent, their faces looking extremely ugly.
"I lost, I actually lost." Guan Xiujin's face was pale and he muttered, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.
It would be fine if Guan Qingyun really relied on the Youquan Sword of Life and Death, but he was holding the Qiankun Seal of Life and Death. Even this divine weapon from outside the Nine Heavens could not deal with Mu Hanyan, and was destroyed in her hands!
That's right, judging from the pile of scrap metal scattered at Guan Xiu Jin's feet, not only was the Youquan Seven-Star Sword destroyed, but even the Qiankun Life and Death Seal was destroyed as well.
This is the Guan family's ancestral treasure. To obtain it, the Guan family once spared no effort. Later, due to the great loss of strength, they were forced to leave the Lesser God Heaven and hide in the Temple of Life. This Qiankun Seal of Life and Death has also been regarded by generations of Guan family members as the hope of reviving the family.
But today, everything is over. All the efforts made by the Guan family and all the expectations of their ancestors are gone.
"Puff!" The more Guan Xiu Jin thought about it, the more sad and angry he became, and the more heartbroken he became, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Master Priest!" Several trusted priests quickly protected him.
"Referee, isn't it time to announce the result now?" Mu Hanyan's voice sounded at an inopportune time.
The priest who served as the referee did not speak, but looked at Guan Xiu Jin.
Guan Xiu Jin shuddered slightly, feeling as if his broken heart had been stabbed again.
"I declare that Mu Hanyan wins this competition!" Guan Xiujin announced with a pale face.
No matter how unwilling he was to accept such an outcome, he could not confuse right and wrong in front of so many people. Victory is victory, and defeat is defeat.
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