Yin Tiantian's words made Han Qi raise an eyebrow. He was secretly surprised; fifty billion immortal crystals was no small sum.
A sinister glint flashed in Han Qi's eyes. This guy had walked right into a trap. Was it all his wealth? Well, he might as well take it all at once.
He pretended to hesitate, pondered for a while, and then reluctantly agreed, "Okay, I promise you, is that alright now?"
Yin Tiantian smiled broadly, "Of course."
Han Qi looked at her grinning and sneered inwardly: Keep laughing, you'll be crying when you lose.
The two slowly stepped onto the arena.
The audience made their choices, with the majority betting on Han Qi to win.
Even if you don't care about the monk, you should at least care about the Buddha. His father is Commander Han Wu, a genuine Immortal Emperor.
At this moment, Fang Yuan, who had been knocked out of the arena and unconscious by Xiao Fan, woke up.
With a resentful expression, he bet all the immortal crystals he had on Han Qi, thinking that he could make a killing and vent his anger.
He knew Han Qi's strength very well; the thirty-game winning streak was just the beginning for Han Qi, and he didn't think Yin Tiantian could win.
The referee glanced at the enthusiastic audience around him, and he was also infected by the atmosphere, making him look forward to the competition.
He shifted his gaze to the ring, looking at Yin Tiantian and Han Qi standing facing each other. Both of them were very confident and looked ready to fight.
He straightened his expression and announced loudly, "Begin."
Han Qi was seething with anger and couldn't wait any longer. He had long wanted to teach this arrogant woman a lesson.
He wanted to crush Yin Tiantian and wash away all the contempt and humiliation he had suffered.
Han Qi's eyes were as cold as ice, and the aura of a peak True Immortal surged like a tidal wave, spreading across the entire arena and forming a unique momentum.
He held the scabbard in his left hand; the immortal sword was still sheathed.
Sensing its master's emotions, the sword trembled incessantly in its scabbard, yearning to be drawn and slay its enemies.
Han Qi stared at Yin Tiantian and moved quickly toward her, his right hand on the hilt of his sword. When he was close enough, he shouted, "Sword Drawing Technique!"
Clang.
The immortal sword was drawn, accompanied by a dazzling cold light, its sharpness fully revealed, exuding a chilling killing intent.
The sword light and the blade simultaneously attacked Yin Tiantian.
Han Qi's first move was a sword-drawing technique that could defeat an enemy in one strike, showing that he was full of hatred for Yin Tiantian.
Yin Tiantian entered battle mode the moment she stepped onto the stage. Her usual carefree attitude vanished, replaced by a calm and composed demeanor, like that of an empress.
As she watched Han Qi rushing towards her, she made up her mind. When he drew his sword, she felt an unusually domineering sharpness.
She had never seen this kind of move before, where the power begins to build up from the moment it is drawn, but so what?
She possesses the legacy of the Crimson Heaven Immortal Emperor and wields the Crimson Heaven Immortal Sword; how could she fear the son of an Immortal Emperor?
Her aura was surging, her eyes were resolute, and the Crimson Sky Immortal Sword emitted an excited sword cry.
The opponent came with great force, so she dared not be careless and shouted, "The moon sets and the stars sink."
As she drew her sword, a domineering and cold sword light burst forth, colliding directly with the sword light of Han Qi's sword-drawing technique.
Bang.
A violent explosion.
Both sides unleashed deadly attacks from the outset, skipping even the probing phase.
The two sword beams were almost tangible, and their power was absolutely exceptional even among those in the True Immortal Realm.
The collision was very loud.
Click.
Immediately after the explosion, a sound like shattering glass could be heard continuously.
The sword light emitted by the two shattered, and the fragments scattered in all directions, hitting the protective light shield of the arena hard.
The initial exchange between the two did not end there. The clash of swords was evenly matched, and then the two swords clashed.
Han Qi's eyes were as dark as ink, his gaze cold.
Yin Tiantian appeared calm and composed, yet exuded an air of domineering power, displaying the majesty of an empress.
After receiving the inheritance of the Crimson Sky Immortal Emperor, she would always display this kind of temperament when she was serious.
The Crimson Sky Sword Technique is a masterpiece of the Immortal Emperor; to wield it well, one must possess this state of mind.
Clang.
The Immortal Sword Chixiao and Han Qi's Immortal Sword clashed violently.
The two of them stepped back at the same time.
Han Qi frowned slightly. His opponent was stronger than he had expected, but so what?
He suppressed his agitated thoughts, quickly steadied himself, and charged at Yin Tiantian again, hoping to deliver a decisive blow before she could react.
A bolt of lightning appeared on the immortal sword in Han Qi's hand, and he murmured, "Thunderbolt Sword."
The Thunder Sword is as fast as thunder.
The characteristic of his sword strike was its speed, which matched his purpose: to attack Yin Tiantian with lightning speed.
Man and sword become one, transforming into a streak of light, swiftly traversing the still-unresolved battlefield.
Yin Tiantian naturally wouldn't give him that chance. Ever since her battle with Zeng Yunpeng, she had become more cautious.
As she retreated, her attention was focused on Han Qi, and when she saw him attacking, she felt a strange sensation.
Han Qi's move is somewhat similar in form to Qin Feng's Thunder Strike, both borrowing the speed of thunder, as fast as lightning.
However, Han Qi is worlds apart from Qin Feng, whether in terms of speed or power.
With Qin Feng's excellence setting an example, Han Qi naturally couldn't catch Yin Tiantian's eye.
She looked at Han Qi with disdain and unleashed a sword strike called "Starfall Slash".
Bang.
Han Qi's streak of light was forced to a halt by a single sword strike. Han Qi revealed his form, his brows furrowing even more deeply, his expression turning grave.
After two unsuccessful attempts, he did not launch another attack rashly, but instead pondered how to achieve victory.
Yin Tiantian wasn't going to wait for him. She let out a sharp shout, exuding an air of dominance and authority.
The Crimson Sky Immortal Sword shone brightly, its light as brilliant as the sun.
Crimson Sky Sword Technique, Sunburst Slash.
Yin Tiantian gripped the immortal sword, its brilliance like a morning star illuminating the entire stage, and charged towards Han Qi with unhurried speed.
The sword is majestic and imposing, its momentum fierce and sharp.
Han Qi was bathed in light, but the bright light cast a shadow over his heart. He felt a tightness in his chest as he sensed the power of the sword strike.
He adjusted his breathing and roared, "Sky-Covering Sword!"
This was his strongest sword strike. He hadn't expected to use it before going into the arena; he was forced to use it.
As the sword was drawn, the wind and clouds surged, forming a peculiar sword aura centered on him, attempting to block Yin Tiantian's blazing sun.
His imposing presence caused his clothes to flutter, making him look majestic and awe-inspiring.
But Han Qi was unsure; he didn't know if he could withstand the sword strike.
Yin Tiantian's sword strike followed a majestic path, displaying the grandeur of an empress.
The sun set behind Han Qi.
The light shone on Han Qi's face, shooting straight down and breaking through his sword stance.
boom.
The Sun Slash was fierce, directly knocking Han Qi away, sending him flying like a rag doll.
Han Qi stared incredulously at the imposing Yin Tiantian, then could no longer hold back and coughed up blood.
Yin Tiantian quickly approached him, the Crimson Heaven Immortal Sword resting against his neck, and spoke authoritatively, "Do you admit defeat?"
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