Zhang Yang thought this idea was too crazy, but no matter how he looked at it, Tu Nian's behavior seemed to be expressing this idea.
That’s right, facing Zhang Yang’s fierce attack, Tu Nian also responded with a fierce attack, even more fiercely than Zhang Yang!
Okay, let’s see who is stronger!
At the beginning, Zhang Yang was still able to remain vigilant and observe her intentions, but after several vivid exchanges, his blood was gradually stimulated and the rhythm of his attacks began to gradually speed up.
Until the game between the two sides fell into a stage of mindless bombardment, Zhang Yang completely abandoned all his concerns and, together with Tu Nian, controlled hurricanes, flames, lightning, ice and snow, and all elements that could be used for attack, and madly poured them between the two.
The pace of the match between Tu Nian and Zhang Yang had already exceeded the scope of a normal competition. Not only the referee, but even the audience in the stands were silent, quietly waiting for the result of this match.
Finally, the light and shadow under Zhang Yang's feet began to dim, which indicated that Tu Nian's spiritual consciousness had reached its end.
Zhang Yang had been using the most powerful formation from the beginning to the end. The loss to his spiritual consciousness was imaginable. He had already entered a state of overdraft, and his subsequent moves were just struggling to hold on. Seeing that Tu Nian was no longer able to continue, he was completely exhausted after releasing the last formation.
He won and took first place for the sect!
At the moment of finishing his move, Zhang Yang thought of these words in his heart, and the corners of his mouth almost stretched to his ears. However, this happiness only lasted for a short time. After a moment, when the light and shadow around Tu Nian dissipated, his smile froze on his face.
The light and shadow dissipated, and Tu Nian walked out slowly. Apart from a few scars caused by the initial strong wind formation, there was no trace of any formation attack on his body. He formed a sharp contrast with Zhang Yang, who was covered in bruises and dust.
“How is this possible!?”
Because he was too shocked, three of the five words in Zhang Yang's sentence were broken.
But you can't blame him for exaggerating. Not only him, but everyone who watched the competition, except Tu Nian, found the result unbelievable.
How could anyone possibly remain unscathed under a formation bombardment of that intensity?
"Vajra Formation."
Hanging Bo Qiu back around his waist, Tu Nian smiled calmly at Zhang Yang, "After all, who would be so stupid as to do nothing and just be a target?"
Fighting while defending is the tacky and lowest-level way of playing.
But, I won the competition.
"Tu Nian wins this match!"
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