Chapter 635 Showdown
A whirlwind of wind laws condensed in Feng Jiusi's palm, whistling and sweeping towards Qin Chuan; while Qin Chuan used the water law as a guide, his body was as agile as water, moving freely in the storm, sometimes avoiding the sharp edge, sometimes using the opponent's force to fight back. Every confrontation stirred up circles of soul power ripples, shaking the surrounding space slightly and distorting it.
In a flash, Qin Chuan jumped up, his muscles tensed under the dark tights, like a cheetah gathering strength before hunting. His feet tapped the ground lightly, leaving a trail of afterimages, and instantly closed the distance between him and Feng Jiusi.
Feng Jiusi, on the other hand, was not in a hurry. As his silver robe fluttered, he spun his body lightly, as if walking on the wind. The soul power in his body condensed into strands of silver air currents, surrounding his body and forming an invisible protective net.
The two men crossed each other, and the entanglement of their clothes brought about a strong wind, which raised dust on the ring. However, it was instantly blown away by the soul power fluctuations emitted by the two men, leaving behind a clear battlefield.
Qin Chuan slapped his palm back with a roaring sound, and the sharp wind from his palm went straight to Feng Jiusi's face.
Feng Jiusi curled up a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and his body turned to the side strangely. He casually used his finger as a sword, drawing a dazzling silver track in the void, which collided with Qin Chuan's palm wind and burst into dazzling light.
The audience around held their breath and stared without blinking, afraid of missing anything.
On the stage, the light dissipated, and the dust seemed to be frightened by this power and did not dare to rise again easily.
Feng Jiusi's figure was like a ghost, shuttling between the gaps in Qin Chuan's attack. Every dodge was accompanied by fluttering clothes, like fallen leaves dancing in the forest, both elegant and deadly.
His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, closely watching every subtle movement of Qin Chuan. Silver sword energy was looming between his fingers, and every swing seemed to be weaving an invisible sword net.
Seeing this, Qin Chuan became even more powerful and clapped his palms together. Each palm contained the power to break mountains, and the air was compressed to the point of making explosive sounds.
However, Feng Jiusi seemed to be able to predict Qin Chuan's moves, and each time he was able to avoid his attack at the critical moment, and at the same time counterattack with his finger sword, leaving behind a series of silver afterimages, which intertwined into gorgeous patterns in the air. They were breathtakingly beautiful, but also contained murderous intent.
A hint of interest flashed across Luo Li's eyes. "A Ming, do you think Feng Jiusi's power is special?"
Emperor Xuanming glanced sideways upon hearing this, nodded, and replied, "It is rumored that Feng Jiusi has comprehended a trace of the law of time."
Luo Li suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."
No wonder I always feel that Feng Jiusi is one step faster than Qin Chuan. Qin Chuan is really difficult to beat this time.
On the battlefield, Feng Jiusi's movements were light and graceful, like a dancer moving through the cracks of time and space, and every dodge was accurate and correct.
Although Qin Chuan's attacks were as fierce as the tide, they were always cleverly resolved by the silver finger sword afterimage, leaving behind subtle ripples in space. In the eyes of the people watching the battle around, this was not only a contest of strength, but also a profound display of the power of law.
Suddenly, Feng Jiusi paused, no longer simply dodging, but taking advantage of the gap when Qin Chuan swung his heavy punch in the air, the light from his fingertips became brighter, and he actually outlined the shape of a full moon in the air. The silver moonlight instantly condensed and turned into a half-moon scimitar, which slashed towards Qin Chuan with the power to tear through space.
This attack was not only so fast that it was difficult to capture with the naked eye, but also contained the mystery of the flow of time. It seemed to be able to reverse the situation of the battle in a moment, making Qin Chuan's defense instantly appear pale and powerless.
Qin Chuan barely dodged. He pursed his lips, waved his hand to summon the spear, and rushed forward again with the spear.
Feng Jiusi smiled wantonly and summoned his long sword as well.
Luo Li crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes slightly. The two were equally strong, but at the moment Feng Jiusi had a greater chance of winning.
If Qin Chuan wants to win, he may have to achieve a surprise victory.
On the ring, Feng Jiusi spun lightly, and the tip of his sword cut through the air, leaving behind silver trails. Each sword contained the power of subtle control over time, making the surrounding space seem to freeze for a moment.
Seeing this, Qin Chuan's eyes suddenly became sharp. He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged. The spear shook violently, and it turned into several gun shadows, interweaving into a net, and attacked Feng Jiusi in an overwhelming manner.
Amidst the shadows of the spears, a dragon's roar loomed, its unyielding resolve attempting to penetrate the seemingly unstoppable rain of swords. Where the two clashed, a brilliant light shone, and waves of energy surged.
Dust and fallen leaves were swept up by an invisible force, forming a chaotic vortex. The people watching the battle around were all holding their breath and staring. This battle had gone beyond a contest of skills and became a collision of will and wisdom.
No matter who wins this game, the names of Qin Chuan and Feng Jiusi will once again become famous across the continent.
The dragon roar from the spear tip became louder and louder, turning into tangible sound waves, interweaving with the dense sword beams. The air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistle.
Qin Chuan's figure was as fast as lightning, and every leap he took was accompanied by a slight tremor in the ground. The spear in his hand seemed to come alive, and every swing of it drove the surrounding airflow to form a dragon-shaped phantom, roaring and rushing towards Feng Jiusi.
Under Qin Chuan's attack, Feng Jiusi could no longer maintain his calm appearance.
His sword fingers were like a weave of threads, and every sword light was extremely precise, both for defense and attack. A light tap of the sword tip could not only dissolve the aggressive dragon shadow, but also launch a counterattack at the critical moment.
The figures of the two people appeared and disappeared in the interweaving of light and shadow, like two lightning bolts fighting fiercely in the dark clouds, which was dazzling to the eyes.
Qin Chuan's spear power became more and more fierce, and each strike was like a dragon emerging from the sea. The tip of the spear cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, which intertwined with the sound of the wind to form a passionate war song.
His eyes burned with an undying fighting spirit, and his figure moved back and forth among the gun shadows, like the god of death on the battlefield, pressing forward step by step.
Feng Jiusi displayed extraordinary martial arts skills, his steps were light as if he was walking on clouds, every dodge was just right, and the sword light followed him like a shadow, both agile and deadly.
His swordsmanship was exquisite, and every move and style contained the ultimate truth of heaven and earth. As the tip of the sword danced lightly, it seemed to attract the power of the surrounding wind laws, forming tiny whirlwinds, which collided violently with Qin Chuan's dragon-shaped phantom, stirring up circles of ripples visible to the naked eye, and distorting the surrounding space into a blur.
Qin Chuan was obviously at a disadvantage, while Feng Jiusi on the opposite side had a smile on his lips.
Suddenly, Qin Chuan roared, and his whole body was surrounded by blazing flames.
Feng Jiusi's pupils shrank, "You!"
How come this person suddenly comprehended the power of the law of fire element!
What's the point of fighting?
Luo Li also raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect Qin Chuan's fighting spirit to be so strong. He was obviously about to lose, but he actually comprehended the power of the fourth law at this time.
On the ring, flames were swirling around Qin Chuan, like the scorching sun descending, distorting the surrounding air into ripples.
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