Countless clusters of spiritual energy rapidly gathered around Song Wu. His eyes no longer held disdain for Xie Zhou, but instead displayed a serious expression. Therefore, these clusters of spiritual energy were much stronger than before, and Xie Zhou could also sense the fluctuations of spiritual power emanating from the other party.
She slowed her pace, took a few steps back, and a slight smile appeared on her lips. Interesting. He probably understood that she was making a fool of him. Now it was time to show their true strength.
Song Wu's change brought Xie Zhou a sense of joy; he had finally stopped looking down on himself.
"go!"
He brandished his sword with both hands, and a wisp of spiritual energy flowed around him. Then, he opened his palms, and the spiritual energy balls flew rapidly toward Xie Zhou. Xie Zhou did not use his own magic attack, but instead leaped lightly to get close to the attack. With just a few turns, he dodged several spiritual energy balls with his superb dodging skills. "Chirp chirp!"
Several clusters of spiritual energy were thrown to the ground, but Song Wu did not let up and continued to launch an attack with his sword.
Something seemed to be burning in his eyes, his lips were slightly tense and pursed into a line, and his heart was in turmoil.
Just how strong is Xie Zhou? Although his legwork looks impressive and he managed to dodge her attacks, each time the energy ball just missed her body by a few millimeters, and she barely managed to avoid them.
Judging from these alone, it's impossible to accurately determine her current strength. Therefore, Song Wu dared not underestimate her again.
Under this clear sky, the disciples of the Sword Sect and the Worry-Free Pavilion watched the two fight.
Although they had long been confident that Song Wu would be able to defeat Xie Zhou quickly, it seemed that Xie Zhou was stubbornly holding on and had not yet been defeated.
However, they were at a disadvantage and gained no advantage whatsoever.
People started whispering among themselves.
"Senior Brother Luo said that Senior Sister Xie was just using Senior Brother Song as a pawn, but it seems like she's weaker than Senior Brother Song. Will she really win?"
"I don't know, but I've noticed that Senior Sister Zhao hasn't been defeated yet and is still fighting against that Senior Brother Song, so she should have a chance. Our Senior Sister Xie was very powerful before; she defeated several disciples from Wuyou Pavilion!"
"However, even if she encounters someone as strong as Senior Brother Song, it will probably be tough. But we must have confidence and believe that Senior Sister will return in triumph."
It was just a small martial arts competition, but these two described it as a battle that involved going through fire and water.
Song Wu ascended into the air, where he saw layers of black barriers suspended in the air beneath his feet, making it feel as if he were walking on flat ground. Unconsciously, several darts appeared in his hand, which he threw with all his might, all of them flying towards Xie Zhou.
All of these attacks were initiated by him, while Xie Zhou was forced to dodge.
The disciples of Wuyou Pavilion became somewhat arrogant. One of them, who had been scolded by Xie Zhou earlier, stood up angrily and said with a smug look on his face, "Why don't you hurry up and get off the field and call your Senior Brother Luo over? I don't think she has much strength at all. Senior Brother Song will defeat her soon, hahaha... Just wait and see if you lose this competition!"
Look at that smug look! Of course, the Sword Sect members were the first to object, and there were also voices of resentment.
However, Luo Fantian stopped all the disciples who wanted to retort. This verbal battle was nothing; they should take a closer look at the real fighting on the arena!
The duel seemed to drag on endlessly, and by now, only a small portion of the incense stick had burned down.
The wind did not stir, but the banners did not move. Instead, the swords on the dueling platform clashed fiercely, stirring up dust in the surrounding area.
The darts gleamed as they hurtled toward Xie Zhou. Of course, she wouldn't let her senior brother Song succeed so easily, so she deliberately held back, slightly slowing her pace as she dodged, creating a false impression.
After unleashing this move, Senior Brother Song landed slowly, anticipating a good show. He had increased the control over those darts and utilized the absorption ability of his dark spiritual root; she would surely be defeated.
Thinking that victory seemed imminent, her eyes once again held that trace of disdain she had shown Xie Zhou before, but more than anything, they were filled with anticipation that those darts would hit her.
Xie Zhou watched as the darts hurtled toward her at great speed, but with the help of the system, the darts appeared to move very slowly to her. She could have easily dodged them with just a few turns, but she didn't. Instead, she stood there without moving.
A dart whizzed past my ear, nearly slicing off a piece of the tip.
She dodged the second dart by turning to the side, but the third one was already heading towards her calf. Seeing that the arrowhead was only a hair's breadth away from her, Senior Brother Song was also full of pride.
This dart became the focus of everyone's attention. Some of the Sword Sect members were worried about Zhao Zhou, and someone stepped forward and shouted, "Senior Sister, watch your step!"
The people from Wuyou Pavilion all had impatient expressions, wishing they could add their own power to that dart, making it faster and faster, to pierce Zhao Zhou's leg.
Senior Brother Song watched as the dart was about to pierce her vitals, victory seemed imminent, but he had no idea what would happen next.
What?
Everyone looked on with a puzzled expression.
She greatly appreciated the current reaction from the crowd.
Just now, she smiled and suddenly lifted her legs to dodge the last dart. The Sword Sect disciples who were worried about Zhao Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, their hearts pounding with anxiety.
However, to the people in Wuyou Pavilion, although it was a little disappointing, they could also see that she had a hard time dodging that dart.
Then Song Wu continued to launch wave after wave of fierce attacks.
The arena seemed to be covered by a thick layer of smoke. Senior Brother Song showed no mercy, launching wide-range attacks one after another. Xie Zhou was forced to dodge, but with the help of these attacks, she got closer and closer to Song Wu.
In a flash, he drew his sword and charged at him, but Song Wu paused for a moment and blocked the attack.
The sword was blocked, and then with a forceful push of both hands, Xie Zhou was pushed several meters away.
Amidst the flashing swords and clashing blades, Zhao Zhou remained at a disadvantage, but Song Wu managed to wear him down.
After three rounds, Senior Brother Song realized that Zhao Zhou was deliberately using him as a whetstone again.
Gradually, he became somewhat angry and powerless, so he activated the spiritual power of his dark spiritual root.
Suddenly, a black hole the size of a lump of coal appeared in the palms of my hands. I dared not look at it; looking at it felt like an endless abyss beckoning to me.
As Xie Zhou and Song Wu gradually closed the distance, the devouring ability of the dark spiritual root also increased, eroding Xie Zhou's spiritual power.
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