Chapter 636 Intense
His eyes burned with an unyielding light, and every breath was accompanied by the roar of flames, as if to reduce all obstacles to ashes.
Feng Jiusi's figure seemed small in the raging sea of fire. He involuntarily took two steps back, and the shield condensed by wind spiritual power in his hand was crumbling in the face of the heat.
The spiritual masters watching the battle below the stage had a flash of shock and expectation in their eyes. They saw Qin Chuan stretch out his body and turn into a fiery red flame, rushing straight towards Feng Jiusi. At that moment, it seemed that only this unyielding flame was left between heaven and earth, and Feng Jiusi who was about to be swallowed by the law of wind element.
He looked at the power of fire in front of him, gritted his teeth, clasped his hands together, and summoned the power of the thunder element, which also turned into a streak of light. He was not afraid at all and went straight to meet it.
The fire and lightning collided violently in mid-air, like falling stars, instantly illuminating the entire battlefield.
Qin Chuan's flames were like a raging dragon emerging from the sea, carrying with them the power to destroy the world, while the lightning summoned by Feng Jiusi was like a divine punishment, and each lightning bolt contained the power to tear apart space.
At the intersection of the two, the air twisted and the space seemed to be torn apart, erupting with a deafening roar. Although protected by a magic circle, the eardrums of the spiritual masters watching the battle around were still hurt, and they had to use their spiritual power to protect themselves.
Flames and lightning intertwined, forming a shocking picture. In the dazzling light, the figures of Feng Jiusi and Qin Chuan could be vaguely seen in the fierce energy storm, and their eyes were full of determination and fighting spirit.
Lightning occasionally penetrated the flames, illuminating Qin Chuan's resolute face, and the flames also stubbornly devoured the lightning, reflecting Feng Jiusi's posture of gritting his teeth and giving his all.
The collision of the two supreme laws of power caused the surrounding space to begin to distort. Suddenly, after a spiritual explosion, dust and smoke rose up.
Luo Li narrowed her eyes and fixed her gaze on the ring. Who won?
This is also the question that everyone present is wondering: who won?
The dust gradually settled, leaving a chaotic and unclear area on the arena. Light struggled to move through the distorted space, like a lost star.
Suddenly, a faint but firm light burst out from the core of chaos, like the breaking of dawn, slowly tearing apart the darkness.
Qin Chuan's figure gradually became clear in the light. He was in tattered clothes and his hair was messy, but his eyes were unusually bright, burning with an inextinguishable fighting spirit.
He stood still with a spear in his hand, supporting his shaky body with a smile of victory on his lips, which was a conquest of the extreme challenge and an affirmation of self-transcendence.
Under the ring, Feng Jiusi knelt on one knee, a trace of blood oozing from his lips, holding a long sword slanted into the ground, the light in his eyes dim.
He lost.
All around, the audience erupted in exclamations and admiration. Even the calmest person would be deeply shocked by this scene.
A hint of surprise flashed in Luo Li's eyes. Qin Chuan had turned the tide against the odds.
The power of the law of the element of fire is easiest to comprehend when one's will is strongest.
At that time, was Qin Chuan thinking about revenge or victory?
Under the ring, Feng Jiusi, although defeated, still held honor. He slowly stood up and looked at Qin Chuan with eyes full of admiration and desire to challenge him again. There seemed to be some invisible bond between the two of them, which elevated the significance of this battle to a new height.
Feng Jiusi swallowed a pill, stood up and said, "Qin Chuan, you are very good. I look forward to fighting with you again!"
Qin Chuan stood in the center of the ring, his clothes fluttering in the wind, and his body seemed to still retain the residual warmth of the pulsating laws of the fire element.
Feng Jiusi approached step by step, each step appearing extremely firm. The scars on his face added a bit of unyielding heroism in the light.
Feng Jiusi stretched out his hand with his palm facing up, which was both a respect for his opponent and an invitation to future challenges.
Qin Chuan smiled slightly and also stretched out his hand. When their palms touched, an invisible force surged between the two of them. It was a resonance of the ultimate pursuit of strength, and also a testimony of the mutual respect between the strong.
The people watching the fight held their breath, as if time had stopped for this moment, witnessing the friendship and respect between the two strong men that transcended victory or defeat.
Feng Jiusi left the stage, and next it was the turn of the battle between Zhao Fuhua and Qin Chuan.
Ye Yuan's face was dignified, but in his heart he quietly sent a message to Luo Li and Di Xuanming, "Zhao Fuhua is now three hundred years old. He is a one-star Soul Emperor who has comprehended the power of the fire element. In terms of strength alone, he is definitely not as good as Qin Chuan, but Qin Chuan's current state..."
Hearing this, Luo Li looked at Qin Chuan below the stage.
Qin Chuan stood at the edge of the arena, the sunlight shining on his determined face, sweat slid down his chin, dripped onto the dry ground, and evaporated instantly.
His eyes flashed with a strange light, which was a desire for battle and a deep desire for revenge against Zhao Fuhua.
Luo Li touched his chin. "He probably only has one-third of his soul power left. Even though Zhao Fuhua is much weaker than him, unless Qin Chuan kills him with one strike, otherwise..."
Di Xuanming curled his lips lightly, "Let's just watch."
Qin Chuan closed his eyes and concentrated, the soul power in his body surging like a river, and every breath caused a slight vibration in the surrounding air.
He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze piercing through the void, as if he had already had a silent confrontation with Zhao Fuhua.
Not far away, Zhao Fuhua stood quietly, wearing a dark blue armor like the sea, with deep eyes. He was also silently adjusting his state, as if he could sense Qin Chuan's indomitable fighting spirit.
Between the two of them, invisible tension permeated the air, as if it was about to explode.
Suddenly, Qin Chuan opened his eyes abruptly, his eyes flashing with determination and fanaticism. He clenched his fists, and there was a slight crackling sound between his bones, which was a sign that his power was about to explode.
He slowly stood up and walked towards the center of the arena step by step. Every step he took was filled with the momentum of a mountain collapsing and earth-shattering, as if the whole world was making way for him.
In the ring, the atmosphere was so tense that even the air seemed to freeze.
Qin Chuan took a deep breath and took steady steps forward, each step carrying the rhythm of a decisive battle.
His eyes were like a cheetah locking onto its prey, sharp and resolute.
Zhao Fuhua looked at Qin Chuan, whose forehead was covered with sweat, with a hint of contempt in her eyes, and the distance between them was silently shortened.
The referee announced loudly, "Today's competition was supposed to have ended, but the Young Lord of the Canghai Territory has arrived and proposed a duel with the winner. The Lord has agreed. Now, let's enjoy this exciting duel!"
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the two figures on the ring, adding a sense of fate to the duel.
Qin Chuan's robe fluttered in the wind, and every gust of wind seemed to carry his unyielding will. Sweat slid down his resolute chin, dripping onto the thirsty ground and was instantly absorbed, as if even the earth was looking forward to the battle he had been thinking about day and night.
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