The Last Winner (Part 1)

At this moment, Xiao Feng was clad in the Holy Flame Armor, his crimson-gold eyes gleaming, and the Holy Flame cloak billowed in the fiery waves...

His golden eyes fixed on Ximen Qing as he spoke slowly, "Come... let's fight again!"

Gazing at Xiao Feng standing before him, Ximen Qing wore an astonished expression, and said with difficulty, "Vermilion Bird Blaze... why... why didn't you use it before?"

Xiao Feng's expression was mocking. "If I didn't give you a little hope, how could I have gotten you to reveal that ugly face of yours?"

Ximen Qing was clearly unable to recover from the immense shock. He was only a little bit away from defeating him, so why did he keep creating unacceptable realities for him?

"Don't... think... you've won! So what if it's the Vermilion Bird Blaze? How could I lose to you!" Ximen Qing glared fiercely, his words laced with venom.

He clenched his left hand, and instantly the scorching aura in the space rapidly declined, as coldness once again filled the arena... Around Xiao Feng, ice spikes radiating biting chill rapidly formed, condensing Qi into spikes!

"Die!"

The ice spikes that appeared beside him fiercely stabbed towards Xiao Feng, but the scene of the ice spikes piercing his body did not occur. The Holy Flame on Xiao Feng's body surged wildly, bringing with it waves of heat—causing the cloak formed of Holy Flame to crackle, instantly devouring the countless ice spikes!

"Damn, so cool!" Qi Panjian gazed at Xiao Feng with envy, wishing he could kick Xiao Feng off and go up himself!

"..."

But just as the ice spikes disappeared, a massive shadow descended from above Xiao Feng's head—it was a towering ice spike! Several miles in height, its vast icy power covered him from above.

Ximen Qing raised both hands high, gnashing his teeth as he said, "Keep acting tough! Let's see how you block this!"

Xiao Feng's brows furrowed, but then a sneer appeared. "Open your dog eyes and watch carefully!"

He pulled back his right hand, leaning back, and the armor formed of Holy Flame blazed even more intensely.

The surging flames outlined a shadow of the Vermilion Bird!

At this moment, Xiao Feng's waist was like a bowstring, his fist like an arrow.

He gathered the scorching Vermilion Bird Flame in his hand and fiercely struck the towering ice spike.

"No matter how you change, I will... break it with brute force!"

"Bang!!!"

His right fist lashed out fiercely. With a tremendous sound, the moment the fire fist collided with the towering ice spike, a huge hole appeared directly in the lower layer of the ice spike.

Watching the ice spike continuing to descend, Xiao Feng directly soared into the air, his body blazing with flames, and amidst a pair of astonished faces... entered the interior of the ice spike!

He went against the terrifying cold power and immense impact released by the ice spike, ascending in reverse!

"Courting death!" Seeing Xiao Feng enter the interior of the ice spike, a look of wild joy appeared on Ximen Qing's face... He circulated his Mystic Force with all his might, determined not to give Xiao Feng any more chances this time!

But...

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang..."

The sound of ice cracking was endless. After three breaths, with the final sound of breaking ice, a crimson-gold figure appeared at the top of the ice spike...

He released his tightly clenched right fist, then clenched it again in an instant.

"Boom!!!"

Instantly, the massive ice spike split directly to both sides, then split again, turning into ice spikes of frigid essence.

And immediately following the cracking of the ice spike... a wisp of Holy Flame burned brightly in the air. The moment it came into contact with the air, that wisp of Holy Flame exploded directly!

Clusters of crimson-gold blazing flames, using the ice as fuel, directly ignited the ice crystals, each one bone-chillingly cold!

Ice crystals, some as large as heavy hammers, others as small as soybeans, turned into drizzling rain and sprinkled down onto the arena before they even hit the ground...

Ximen Qing sensed the light rain falling from above. The raindrops landed on his face, and the wild joy on his face dissipated, turning into a dazed state... as if he had gone mad.

But... just then, Ximen Qing suddenly noticed that the flame armor on Xiao Feng's body had suddenly disappeared.

Although Xiao Feng's expression was still calm at this time, showing no signs of fatigue... his constantly rising and falling body exposed his condition...

Ximen Qing stared at Xiao Feng's expression, his dazed expression turning into joy again, followed by a smile. "Your Mystic Force isn't enough, is it!"

For Ximen Qing, such ups and downs were nothing more than this...

"I knew that a God Tribulation Realm level 10 being able to fight me to this point is already astonishing, how could you be unscathed!"

"I feel overwhelmed even after activating the Ice Domain. You are, after all, only God Tribulation Realm level 10. After such a long and fierce battle, your Mystic Force must be exhausted!"

"Hahaha... Heaven is helping me! This time, I won't give you any more chances!"

A cold aura permeated the air, and an ice crystal dragon was "born" from the arena. The ice dragon had a fierce expression, carrying a vast cold power as it fiercely charged towards Xiao Feng, its ice crystal claws flashing with dazzling light.

"Get down!"

"Tsk tsk tsk... Ximen Qing, I don't know if you're really stupid or pretending. You've suffered so many losses, yet you still don't learn!"

Xiao Feng looked at the ice dragon rushing fiercely towards him, his expression calm, but a brilliant Holy Flame once again shone in his dark eyes. He murmured softly.

"Vermillion Bird Requiem Seventh Form—Godly Purification Domain!"

Boom! In an instant, light illuminated the arena. The exclusive fire domain belonging to the ancient Vermilion Bird God now bloomed from Xiao Feng once more!

The Vermilion Bird Flame is a sacred flame, and its flames can also slay evil! And this domain is to absorb the evil thoughts of those who step into the domain to reignite its own pure Vermilion Bird Flame!

It is a domain that enhances attributes.

As soon as the domain was opened, an astonishing power fed back into Xiao Feng's body.

caught Xiao Feng a bit off guard. But seeing the ice dragon head-on, he knew this wasn't the time to think...

"Vermilion Bird Plume!"

With Xiao Feng's low roar, the Vermilion Bird Flame blazed on Xiao Feng once more, and the Holy Flame Armor reappeared!

Swish, swish, swish...

The burning Vermilion Bird Flame stirred up scorching waves of fire, causing the Holy Flame cloak to flutter!

His eyes blazed with fire, clad in flame armor, his right hand tense, the fire fist enveloped in Holy Flame slammed fiercely towards that Frost Ice Dragon!

Clang! Bang!

The two collided, only briefly deadlocked, causing terrifying cold and fiery might to continuously erupt on the arena, forcing everyone to circulate their Mystic Force with all their might to resist.

But... after a brief stalemate, that dazzling flame fist, with a devastating force, pierced through the ice dragon like tearing through cloth!

Accompanied by a violent impact, the chilling ice dragon exploded directly!

Ximen Qing was blasted away by the terrifying aftershock.

He slowed the impact, and looked up in a daze, gazing at Xiao Feng, who was once again enveloped in Holy Flame... feeling the gazes from the audience fixed on Xiao Feng.

Those gazes held admiration, envy, amazement, and even infatuation...

His face twitched. All those gazes should have belonged to him, he should have been the one defeating Xiao Feng under the spotlight, receiving their praise!

Instead of like now, the gazes directed at him were filled with nothing but disappointment and disdain...

It was all because of Xiao Feng!