March 27.
"Huang Jiuli, step forward."
Liu Changfeng's voice echoed through the square.
At his words, the fighting spirit in Huang Jiuli's Phoenix Eyes abruptly blazed like flames set alight.
Without any hesitation, she flashed into a crimson Phoenix with a hundred-zhang wingspan and landed lightly on the Golden Arena like a brilliant cloud of fire.
Qin Yan, who had been practicing his Spear Technique, sensed that familiar aura, and the Spear in his hand paused slightly.
He turned around and saw that familiar crimson figure. A gentle smile unconsciously curved across his lips as he took the initiative to nod in greeting to Huang Jiuli.
Huang Jiuli returned his smile, but the fighting spirit in her Phoenix Eyes did not lessen in the slightest.
"Qin Yan, I hope to fight your Blood Puppet with everything I have. I hope you won't hold back."
Huang Jiuli's voice was crisp and resolute.
She wanted to use this battle to test the growth she had achieved during this time, and also take the chance to show everyone her true strength.
Seeing Huang Jiuli brimming with fighting spirit, Qin Yan smiled and nodded. "All right, I'll grant your wish."
"Thank you."
As Huang Jiuli spoke, the Phoenix flames around her body began to burn fiercely.
Crimson flames shot into the sky, bathing the entire Golden Arena in a sea of fire.
The flames were astonishingly hot. Space warped slightly beneath the scorching Phoenix True Fire, while waves of searing heat filled the air.
Behind her stood a towering Phoenix Golden Body, ninety-three zhang tall.
Crimson radiance flowed across the Golden Body, and a pair of enormous flaming wings slowly spread behind its back. Every feather seemed condensed from the purest Phoenix True Fire.
An ancient, noble Phoenix pressure radiated from the Golden Body.