As Qin Luo pointed, the space in the sky began to ripple violently, and then purple and green light spread out like a tide.
The brilliant, noble purple and the deep, emerald green blended together, painting the sky into a wondrous scene. Wherever the light touched, it was as if painted by a mysterious brush.
Immediately afterwards, amidst the dazzling light, a gigantic finger shadow slowly shattered from the void.
The finger shadow was composed of rolling spiritual flames and countless starlight. The spiritual flames burned fiercely, radiating intense heat, while the starlight shimmered with a noble divine light, like the most dazzling stars in the night sky.
The next moment, the finger shadow, carrying boundless pressure, hurtled towards Wang Yi with unstoppable force. Wherever it passed, space distorted, emitting a series of heart-palpitating sounds.
Upon witnessing this sudden turn of events, a look of seriousness appeared on Wang Yi's face for the first time. He could clearly sense the immense power contained within that finger strike—a terrifying force capable of threatening him.
He dared not be negligent in the slightest, his hands quickly forming hand seals, and the flames surging wildly throughout his body, instantly turning the surrounding air extremely hot.
Wang Yi's eyes narrowed, and he uttered a low shout:
"Crimson Dragon Breath Break!"
In an instant, spiritual energy surged around him like a tide, and a dazzling red light suddenly appeared in front of him and rapidly expanded, like a blazing red sun.
At the same time, spiritual energy gathered wildly around him, and in an instant, this spiritual energy evolved into a lifelike giant magma dragon.
The dragon's scales shimmered with dazzling light, each scale containing boundless fiery power.
After the magma dragon materialized, it opened its massive maw and swallowed the red light without hesitation. The instant it swallowed the red light, the magma dragon's body erupted with an even more dazzling light, and the temperature of the flames rose sharply, scorching and distorting the surrounding air.
After swallowing the red light, the magma dragon roared and charged forward with unstoppable momentum, engulfing everything in its path in flames.
Rumble
The finger shadow and the magma dragon collided violently in mid-air, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. Purple-green light and blazing red flames intertwined fiercely, erupting in blinding light. Space trembled violently, and terrifying ripples of energy spread wildly in all directions.
From Qin Luo's appearance to the moment his finger fell, everything happened in a short time, yet it caused the expressions of the people on the surrounding stone platform to change constantly, their eyes filled with disbelief.
His gaze was fixed on the colliding finger shadows and the giant lava dragon in mid-air, and his heart was filled with turmoil.
They never expected that Qin Luo, who was at the early stage of the Soul Contract Realm, would be the key to the final victory.
Moreover, is such an astonishing spiritual pressure attack something that someone at the early stage of the Soul Contract Realm could unleash?
rumble!
Within the raging surge of spiritual energy, the magma dragon bared its fangs and claws, spewing raging flames from its mouth, attempting to engulf the finger shadow.
However, the finger shadow stood firm amidst the countless spiritual flames and starlight.
The blazing flames, accompanied by countless twinkling stars, created a stalemate with the magma dragon.
This stalemate only lasted a moment before the finger shadow slowly advanced. The intense heat of the spiritual flames began to melt the scales of the magma dragon, while the mysterious power of the starlight suppressed the dragon's fiery power.
Although the magma dragon continued to spew out blazing flames, it gradually showed signs of weakness under the powerful pressure of the finger shadow.
Puff puff
Finally, with a deafening roar, the finger shadow broke through the magma dragon's defenses with unstoppable force.
The magma dragon let out a defiant roar, its body beginning to disintegrate into countless fiery fragments. While the light from the finger shadow had diminished, it still carried immense power, continuing its hurtling towards Wang Yi.
Wang Yi was also surprised by this scene, and a look of astonishment and disbelief flashed in his eyes.
Gazing at the fleeting shadows left by his fingers, he retreated rapidly, a strong sense of crisis welling up in his heart.
At the same time, flames surged in his hand, and a scorching aura spread out. As the finger shadow arrived, a crimson spear appeared in his hand.
Upon seeing this, the senior students on the island were instantly thrown into an uproar. They hadn't expected that Wang Yi would be forced to use even a spiritual weapon.
At this moment, Wang Yi gritted his teeth and poured all his spiritual power into the spear, causing it to shine brightly. He then gripped the spear tightly with both hands, pointing the tip directly at the whistling finger shadow. With the infusion of spiritual power, the spear was covered with a layer of burning crimson flames, blazing and dazzling.
Bang!
The finger shadow struck down in an instant, carrying a powerful spiritual pressure as it collided with the spear, producing a muffled thud. The surrounding space trembled and distorted instantly upon impact.
In that fierce collision, the finger shadows shattered, turning into specks of purple and green light that dissipated into the sky.
However, everyone saw Wang Yi fly backwards in an extremely disheveled manner, his body like a kite with a broken string, drawing an arc in the air.
Wang Yi's face was pale, a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, his clothes were tattered from the powerful impact, and his hair was disheveled.
It wasn't until he had retreated hundreds of feet through the air that he managed to stabilize himself and hover in the air, breathing slightly heavily.
Looking at the three people, Wan Shuhua and the others, who were surrounding him not far away, he then turned his gaze to the finger shadow that had reappeared in the distant void.
Although that finger shadow was far inferior to the previous finger strike, it still exuded an incredibly powerful aura.
This made Wang Yi realize that his defeat was not unjust; Qin Luo's strength had indeed exceeded his expectations. He secretly pondered that if someone with the strength of the early stage of the Soul Contract Realm could force him, who was at the mid-stage of the Spirit Control Realm, to such a state, even Wu Changkong, the number one on the Wind and Cloud Ranking, probably couldn't have done it when he first entered the Spirit Abyss Sect.
Thinking of this, Wang Yi gave a bitter smile, his voice carrying a hint of helplessness and regret:
"I give up."
Upon hearing this, the surrounding crowd fell silent at first, and then burst into gasps of astonishment.
Seeing this, Qin Luo breathed a sigh of relief. The purple and green patterns on his body quickly faded, and his powerful aura gradually diminished. He exhaled slightly, a hint of fatigue showing in his eyes.
Thankfully, they didn't continue fighting, otherwise his body really wouldn't have been able to take it. Qin Luo secretly rejoiced; he could feel that his body had reached its limit.
That single finger strike had unexpectedly consumed so much of his spiritual energy, almost exhausting all of it. Now, he felt weak in his limbs and even had difficulty standing.
Barely supporting himself, he slowly landed on the ground, and bowed slightly to Wang Yi, saying:
"Senior Wang Yi, you admit it."
Wang Yi looked at Qin Luo and shook his head slightly, saying:
"Junior, there's no need to be modest. I didn't lose today's battle unjustly. Even I was amazed by that finger strike. When I was at your level, I was far inferior to you."
"I believe that you will soon have a place in the Lingyuan Sect..."
After saying that, Wang Yi didn't linger any longer. He bowed slightly to Elder Fan and then transformed into a streak of light, leaving the place.
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