Chapter 637: Surrender?
As the referee's voice fell, Qin Chuan stretched out his body and rushed towards Zhao Fuhua like an arrow. The soul power in his body surged, forming circles of ripples visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this, Zhao Fuhua also quickly gathered his soul power, formed seals with his hands, and prepared to meet this fatal blow.
Two figures intersected in the air, light splashing everywhere, as if stars were colliding, brilliant and cruel.
The audience's exclamations and shouts intertwined together, adding a touch of tragic color to the contest.
On the high platform, Ye Yuan also breathed lightly. Both publicly and privately, he didn't want Qin Chuan to lose to Zhao Fuhua.
The soul power surrounding Qin Chuan was like a boiling river, and every strand contained the power to destroy the world. The air was filled with rich soul power fluctuations, which made the viewers feel excited.
Zhao Fuhua narrowed her eyes slightly, and the soul power flowed between her hands, weaving into an airtight defense net. The blue light flickered, like the color of the ocean.
The two forces clashed fiercely in the air, like two tornadoes entwined with each other, sweeping up dust and soul power ripples all over the sky. The air around them seemed to be torn apart, emitting bursts of sharp screams.
Qin Chuan's attack was unstoppable, and every punch and kick carried the momentum of a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting.
Zhao Fuhua sneered, "You really don't know your own limitations."
The previous battle has consumed most of his fighting power. He will not be his opponent!
When he wins this game, his name, Zhao Fuhua, will become famous throughout the continent!
Everyone only felt that Zhao Fuhua paused, and his hands suddenly clasped together, and a blue light became stronger, as if the power of the entire ocean was concentrated in his palms at this moment. Then he pushed forward suddenly, and a torrent of blue light that was more dazzling and more turbulent than before rushed towards Qin Chuan like a wild horse.
Qin Chuan's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly gathered all his soul power, trying to resist this sudden attack, but the force was so huge that the ground beneath his feet shook, as if even the space was compressed and distorted at this moment.
Luo Li and Ye Yuan's expressions on the high platform also changed slightly. Di Xuanming narrowed his eyes slightly, and the three of them stared intently at the two figures on the stage.
Dust and smoke rose up everywhere. Just when everyone thought Qin Chuan had lost, a roar came from the dust and smoke, "Ah——"
The dust was as black as ink, and a hint of unyielding brightness shone through the rolling smoke. That was the burning fighting spirit in Qin Chuan's eyes, which dispelled all the darkness around him.
His figure was looming in the smoke and dust, like a mad dragon breaking free from the abyss. Every inch of his muscles was tensed to the extreme, and sweat and dust intertwined, outlining his resolute outline.
"Ah——!" The roar made the air around it buzz, as if it could penetrate the clouds and strike people's hearts.
With this roar, an unprecedented soul power fluctuation erupted from Qin Chuan's body. Golden light burst out from his body, like the rising sun, instantly illuminating the entire arena.
The light contained indomitable spirit and determination, dispelling the surrounding dust one by one, showing his posture of rebirth from the ashes.
Under the dazzling golden light, Qin Chuan's eyes seemed to be ignited by flames, flashing with determination and indomitable spirit.
The arena beneath his feet actually trembled slightly under the impact of this force, as if it could not withstand the awakening from the depths of its soul.
The red soul power surrounded him like a substance, forming gorgeous vortexes that cut the surrounding air into pieces and emitted bursts of sharp whistling sounds.
Di Xuanming raised his eyebrows slightly, "Red soul power..."
Luo Li frowned slightly, "Isn't most people's soul power gray?"
"Most people are like this," Di Xuanming nodded and explained slowly, "but a small number of people are not like this. Some people, under certain circumstances, will merge the power of the laws they have already comprehended with their soul power, becoming their innate laws."
Luo Li understood, "Does this mean that the power of the fire element he possesses has merged with his soul power?"
Di Xuanming nodded, "That's what I mean, but this situation is very rare."
Luo Li nodded, and at the same time thought to herself that she really needed to brush up on her common sense about the Continent of Ten Thousand Beasts.
On the ring, Qin Chuan's figure became extremely tall at this moment, as if he was a god of war walking out of an ancient legend. Every step he took was accompanied by a slight vibration of the ground, and every step was firm and powerful.
He opened his arms with his palms facing upwards, and the red soul power gathered in his palms into two dazzling fireballs, hot and dazzling, as if they could burn away all the darkness and obstacles in the world.
At this moment, it seemed as if he was the only one left in the entire arena, and even in the entire Shenxiao City, with his unstoppable momentum and brilliance.
Across from her, a look of disbelief crossed Zhao Fuhua's face. "How, how is this possible!"
Qin Chuan smiled coldly, "Zhao Fuhua, I said I will get it back from you."
The fireball danced in his palm, releasing a devastating heat wave, and the air was distorted by the high temperature, making crackling sounds.
Zhao Fuhua involuntarily stepped back, the astonishment on his face gradually replaced by solemnity. He could feel the terrifying power contained in the two fireballs, which was enough to take away half of his life.
He snapped, "Who the hell are you!"
In the audience, the crowd was silent. Only the roar of the burning flames and Qin Chuan's low breathing could be heard. Each sound was like a war drum, inspiring the fighting spirit in his heart.
Qin Chuan was too lazy to answer, he just wanted revenge.
He took a deep breath and pushed his palms forward suddenly. The fireballs streaked across the sky like two meteors, with unparalleled power, heading straight for Zhao Fuhua.
At that moment, the entire arena seemed to be lit up, becoming the most dazzling existence in the world.
Zhao Fuhua retreated violently, her clothes rustling in the wind, and a look of determination flashed in her eyes.
He quickly formed seals with his hands, and the air around him seemed to solidify. Visible ripples spread out from him, trying to resist the destructive fireball.
The firelight shone on his sinister face, revealing a bit of indomitable spirit and madness.
As the fireball approached, the air in the ring seemed to be ignited, and the heat waves rolled, making people suffocate.
Just as the fireball was about to engulf everything, Zhao Luozhi on the high platform suddenly stood up and roared, "What are you doing? Why don't you make him stop!"
She gritted her teeth and said, "My brother is the young master of the Canghai Territory. If you dare to let him get hurt here, my father will not forgive you!"
On the main throne, Ye Yuan fiddled with the jade ring on his thumb. He smiled faintly and said, "Princess Luozhi, why is you so excited? The Young Territory Lord wants to compete with Qin Chuan himself, and the winner has not yet been decided. Could it be that the Young Territory Lord is about to admit defeat?"
After saying this, he deliberately raised his voice, "Young Territory Master Zhao, your sister said you want to admit defeat, but is that true? If you want to admit defeat, you should just say so directly."
Zhao Luozhi glared, "You!"
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