Mysterious Jade Hand.
His palm was like a knife, and he did not touch Wu Feng's fist head-on. Instead, he cut Wu Feng's wrist joint at an extremely tricky angle.
"Tsk--"
The moment Mysterious Jade Hand came into contact with Dragon Fire, there was a sound like hot oil poured on ice.
A burning pain came from the palm of his hand, but Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth and relied on Mysterious Jade Hand's defense to cut Wu Feng's wrist.
Wu Feng felt his wrist go numb, and the force of his punch suddenly disappeared.
"Capture the dragon."
Huo Yuhao let out a low drink, and Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon used his force-generating technique. A suction force came from his palm, trying to disrupt Wu Feng's balance.
"Break it for me."
Wu Feng roared, Soul Power exploded, and Dragon Fire surged up, directly dispersing the suction of Huo Yuhao and forcing him back half a step.
The battle instantly became intense.
On the ring, two figures, one red and one white, intersected and collided crazily.
Wu Feng completely gave up on defense, every blow was a big blow, full of destructive power.
Wherever her fists and feet touched, dragon fire flew everywhere, leaving scorched black marks on the hard stone arena.
The entire arena seemed to have turned into a huge oven.
And Huo Yuhao is like a dancer dancing on the tip of a knife.
He took Tang Sect Secret Arts to the extreme.
Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track allowed him to move around in that flaming hell, looking for hope.
Mysterious Jade Hand allows him to briefly contact Dragon Fire to block and counterattack.
Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon is constantly harassing and pulling in, trying to disrupt the attack rhythm of Wu Feng.
The combination of Purple Demon Eye and Spirit Detection allows him to break down and predict every move of Wu Feng.
The students in the audience were completely dumbfounded.
How does this look like a duel between Soul Master and Soul Grandmaster?
This is clearly an ultimate collision of skills and power.
Every dodge and every counterattack by Huo Yuhao was wonderful and full of artistic sense, making everyone sweat for him.
However, everyone can see that Huo Yuhao has fallen into a disadvantage, and it is a huge disadvantage.
After all, he underestimated the increase of Soul Skill to Soul Master.
The continuous high temperature brought by Dragon Fire is fatal to him.
Every breath he took in was scalding hot air, and his lungs were on fire.
Even if he was not hit directly, his skin was burned red by the heat wave and had countless blisters.
The consumption of Soul Power when using Mysterious Jade Hand was much greater than he expected.
His Soul Power is bottoming out at an alarming speed.
"It's over."
Wu Feng caught Huo Yuhao's tiny flaw that appeared due to Soul Power's failure, with a sharp look in his eyes.
She gave up her fists and kicked forward violently.
This move was simple and unpretentious, but its speed was extremely fast. Although Huo Yuhao's Spirit Detection predicted it, his body could no longer keep up with the reaction.
"Bang!"
Wu Feng's shoulders, wrapped around the violent Dragon Fire, hit Huo Yuhao's chest firmly.
"Click..."
Huo Yuhao only heard a subtle bone cracking sound coming from his chest, and then, an indescribable severe pain and burning sensation spread throughout his body.
He flew backwards like a broken sack. While he was in the air, he spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and several parts of his clothes immediately burned.
"Yuhao!"
Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao exclaimed at the same time.
"It's over."
Lan Susu in the audience sighed softly. Lan Luoluo, Zhou Sichen, Cao Jinxuan and others around her looked at Huo Yuhao, and their initial contempt turned into deep admiration.
They asked themselves, at the level of Huo Yuhao, facing Wu Feng who was going all out, they would never be able to do as well as Huo Yuhao.
"Already worked very hard."
Wang Yan's face is full of regret and regret.
"However, the gap in strength is ultimately a flaw. Being able to achieve this step is beyond everyone's imagination."
However, just when Huo Yuhao's body was about to fall to the ground, at the moment Han Ruoruo raised his hand to announce the end of the game.
Huo Yuhao, who was flying upside down in the air, exhausted his last bit of strength and stared at Wu Feng.
In his eyes that were red due to blood congestion, there was no pain or despair, only determination.
All the mental power was compressed and condensed by him without reservation at this moment, turning into an invisible spike that spanned the distance of space and stabbed hard at the center of Wu Feng's eyebrows.
Spirit Shock.
Wu Feng had just severely injured Huo Yuhao, and a feeling of revenge was rising in his heart.
She never thought that in that situation, Huo Yuhao could actually launch an attack.
What's more, this is a mental attack that she has been guarding against from the beginning to the end, but has never appeared.
The moment that invisible spiritual force blasted into her mind, all her defenses were torn to pieces in an instant, as if they were made of paper.
"Ah--!"
Wu Feng let out a shrill scream, and it felt like someone was stabbing her brain with a red-hot iron, and then stirring it wildly.
Her vision went dark and she instantly lost control of her body.
The Dragon Fire surrounding her body went out completely with a "pop".
She held her head, staggered back a few steps, her body softened, and she knelt on one knee.
Blood flowed out of her nostrils and corners of her mouth uncontrollably.
Both sides suffer losses.
This is the word that comes to everyone's mind at the same time in the arena.
A Soul Grandmaster who had just been promoted to the second ring, and a First-Ring Soul Master who was only at the seventeenth level, actually had such an ending in a head-on duel.
However, things are far from over.
Wu Feng knelt on the ground, holding her head tightly with both hands. The severe pain made her feel like her whole head was about to explode.
That invisible Spirit Shock was like a red-hot steel needle, stirring crazily in her spiritual sea, causing her to experience unprecedented pain.
But what is stronger than the pain is the shame that goes deep into the bones.
She, the owner of Wu Feng, Red Dragon Martial Soul, the proud son of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, was actually forced into such an embarrassing situation by a guy she had always regarded as a waste, using the most disdainful means.
"Ah--!"
She raised her head suddenly and let out a roar full of anger and unwillingness.
Blood flowed down the corners of her mouth and nostrils, making her pretty face look a little ferocious.
She stared intently at Huo Yuhao, who was lying on the ground in the distance, seemingly unconscious. Her fiery red eyes were burning with sworn hatred.
Lost? No, she didn't lose.
She could still stand up, but that loser had fallen down.
'I didn't lose, how could I lose to such a person.'
Wu Feng roared crazily in his heart.
"He just used some despicable and shameless methods. In terms of real strength, he is not worthy of carrying my shoes."