At Fellow Daoist Li, You've Lost
Shi Yue furrowed his brows and formed a hand seal with one hand. The Red Giant Sword spun around and slashed at the dozens of blue ropes rushing toward him.
As soon as the blue ropes touched the Red Giant Sword, they snapped one after another.
Black light blazed across Shi Yue's body. His arms trembled violently, and the Blue Water Screen shook hard, its light flickering wildly.
Ye Qian changed his magic arts and sent a series of spells into the formation plate. It shone brighter and brighter as a great mass of blue light appeared from nowhere and surged toward the Blue Water Screen, making it grow denser.
Time passed bit by bit. Ye Qian's face turned pale, and several tiny cracks appeared on the formation plate.
"Break!"
Shi Yue shouted. His fists, wrapped in Exotic Fire, slammed hard into the Blue Water Screen.
This time, the Blue Water Screen shook violently, and the spot he struck caved in at once.
With a thunderous boom, the Blue Water Screen shattered, and the formation plate in Ye Qian's hand broke apart as well.
Ye Qian's expression grew ugly. He had never imagined Shi Yue would break the formation so quickly.
"Forty breaths, Fellow Daoist Li. You've lost," Tang Ning said, her expression somewhat grim.
According to their agreement, Li Muxian had to break out of the formation within thirty breaths to win. Now that forty breaths had passed, Ye Qian had naturally won. However, it was hardly a convincing victory—Li Muxian's offensive power was simply too strong.
What Ye Qian didn't know was that Shi Yue had been holding back to avoid revealing his trump cards. If he had used them all, he could have escaped the formation in under ten breaths. But