"So, you're going to give in?"

Ren Yan looked at Alger. Did he want to admit defeat by saying this?

"No, I'm lucky and you're not."

Alger shook his head. He had no intention of surrendering. After all, he had not used his trump card yet. It was too early to talk about surrendering now.

A flash of blood appeared on the axe, and Alger's figure quickly rushed towards Ren Yan.

"An axe? Then I'll use this against you."

Ren Yan looked at Alger who was rushing towards him, and instead of using the golden royal sword, he took out the black void sword.

The Void Greatsword is a two-handed sword with a pitch-black, thick blade that looks extremely heavy at first glance.

Dang! Ren Yan's sword blocked Alger's attacking axe. The huge force of the axe did not make the Void Sword shake at all.

"As expected, your accumulated fighting spirit has not subsided."

Ren Yan felt the power on the sword. They were all wrong. The fighting spirit that Alger had accumulated yesterday was actually preserved until today.

"You know?"

Alger was stunned. This was his trump card. He had never told anyone about his ability.

But I didn't expect that the enemy in front of me actually knew my abilities.

Dang! Ren Yan exerted force, and the two men's weapons collided. Sparks flashed in the air, and Alger was knocked back by the huge force.

"Your ability is to continue to build up your Qi while fighting. As the Qi accumulates, it will strengthen your body. You can also release all of your stored Qi in one go."

After forcing Alger to retreat, Ren Yan told him about his abilities.

Showing that he does know Alger's abilities.

"I thought I hid it well, but it seems a lot of people know about my ability."

Alger immediately realized that there were too many talented people at this conference.

The abilities that I thought I had hidden well were actually exposed long ago.

As he spoke, Alger rushed forward again, waving his axe like a whirlwind, attacking Ren Yan more and more fiercely.

Dangdangdang! The Void Greatsword in Ren Yan's hand was as light as a feather, and it blocked Alger's attack every time. The powerful recoil force made Alger's hands tremble.

"Want to continue accumulating strength by fighting with me?"

Ren Yanmeng forced Alger back with a fierce sword and pointed out his idea.

He had been fighting fiercely with himself, apparently to continue accumulating fighting spirit.

However, Ren Yan had no intention of continuing to feed him moves, nor did he intend to turn this match into a protracted battle.

"When it was announced just now that you and I were competing, you must have been very happy."

Alger looked at Ren Yan. Although he was asking, his tone was very affirmative.

"Since you know that I can continuously accumulate fighting spirit, then in your opinion, my fighting spirit must not be able to be preserved until today, right?"

"So you think that I don't have any enhancements today, and it's your luck to fight me?"

"But I tell you, you are wrong. Meeting me can only be regarded as your misfortune."

Alger raised the axe in his hand, and the scarlet light on the axe became stronger and stronger.

: What does that mean? : In other words, his fighting spirit can be preserved until now? : This is really unexpected.

: The fighting spirit accumulated over twelve hours was released in one breath. It was hard to imagine how powerful this energy was.

: Can the anchor withstand it?

: Isn't that bad? : As Alger said, it was the host's misfortune to meet him.

: No, it can be said that anyone who meets him is unlucky, right? : Have you forgotten that the anchor is also very strong.

: Yes, if we were to ask who among these players could withstand Alger’s next attack, it would only be the host, right?

: From this perspective, Alger is the unlucky one.

Netizens couldn't help but worry through the live broadcast. After accumulating fighting spirit for such a long time, netizens couldn't imagine how strong that energy would be!

"Is Brother Yan okay?"

In the contestant seats, those who had not yet appeared also sensed the danger. The energy fluctuations that appeared on Alger's body frightened them.

I couldn't help but start to worry about Ren Yan.

"Don't worry, he's fine."

Xu Xi stared through the translucent bronze mask, staring at Ren Yan and Alger on the stage.

Although the energy in Alger's body was surging, it was as violent as the sea.

But Ren Yan was like the deep void. He looked calm, but his depth could not be seen.

Xu Xi was confident that she could block Alger's attack. In her opinion, Ren Yan could certainly block it as well.

"You are right about one thing. I am quite surprised that you have been able to accumulate fighting spirit until now."

Ren Yan was indeed surprised that Alger's fighting spirit could be preserved until now. He had originally expected that this fighting spirit would automatically dissipate in a short time.

But now it seems that the opponent's fighting spirit can be preserved much longer than he expected.

"But if you think you can defeat me like this, you are totally wrong. Let me see to what extent you have accumulated fighting spirit."

Ren Yan looked at Alger without fear. The sword in the void was full of sword intent and the sword body made a slight tremor.

"Then let's try it, fighting spirit! Release it!"

Alger grasped the axe handle with both hands. The fighting spirit that he had accumulated gathered on the axe. The scarlet light on the axe blade made people tremble with fear.

Crash!

At the edge of the ring, the sea was surging, and the waves hit the edge of the ring. The stirred waves were shattered by the invisible attack, breaking into water mist and falling back into the sea.

All of Alger's accumulated fighting spirit was drained away in an instant and concentrated on the axe blade. As he swung the axe, it was as if the world was created.

Swish! A scarlet blade of light shot out from the axe blade, distorting the surrounding light.

"Sword Twenty-Two!"

Although the fighting spirit attack has not yet arrived, Ren Yan has already felt the sharp breath and the huge energy hidden in the axe light, like a volcano.

The pitch-black void sword was wielded by Ren Yan like a light sword. Sharp sword energy gushed out from the tip of the sword, interweaving with each other and making a sharp sword sound.

Boom!

The two extremely powerful attacks collided, causing a sharp explosion. Sharp sword energy scattered in all directions, leaving a series of horizontal and vertical cutting marks on the ring.

The sword energy rushed out of the arena and cut the sea surface. The sea was like tofu, with traces cut by the criss-crossing sword energy.

"What a terrifying power! Who wins?"

As a swordsman who also uses a sword, Li Fei can feel the horror of this move.

(End of this chapter)