The fierce battle between Dongfang Yuechu and Wangquan Fugui reached a fever pitch, with 49 rounds having passed as time went by.
Now, the judges of the Yiqi Dao League are having a real headache.
The 50th round is almost here. If there's still no clear winner or loser when it ends, it's difficult to score and decide who will win.
"In my opinion, Wangquan Fugui should still be the leader. After all, this is the Yiqi Dao League. Wangquan Fugui's swordsmanship is completely inherited from the Wangquan Aristocratic Family. Moreover, he achieved oneness with his sword early on, cultivating a sword heart, sword soul, and profound sword intent. This is something that even Wang Wangquan Baye couldn't match back then. Although Dongfang Yuechu is strong, many of his spells have the shadows of Tushan, Divine Fire Manor, the Xi Xi Region, the Southern Kingdom, and the Northern Mountain. It's a complete hodgepodge." The judges from the Xiao Family Yiqi Dao League commented with their colleagues.
" Dongfang Yuechu is a master of many skills, being both a mage and a warrior. Moreover, he possesses exceptional wealth management abilities. He owed 150 million yuan at a young age, but paid it off in less than two years. He's a real talent. Wangquan Fugui is more inclined to be the guardian of the Yiqi Dao League, not the leader," commented Old Master Yang.
"Hehehe... Although I do have a slight bias towards the young master, what the old alpaca said makes a lot of sense." Butler Fei squinted and widened his eyes a little.
"It's the final round! Fugui'er, if you don't unleash your strongest moves, you'll lose!" Dongfang Yuechu took a break to drink a cup of Martial Soul Beverage Cola, grinning smugly.
Wangquan Fugui, not to be outdone, also drank a glass of Sprite.
"Then let's settle this with one move." As he spoke, Wangquan Fugui glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Qingtong, with wavy blonde hair, a pink dress, and a voluptuous figure, waving and cheering him on from somewhere on the VIP platform.
Over the years, Qingtong, the little spider queen, has gained Breathing Technique with Xiao Tian's deliberate and secret help. Her cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds, and she has transformed into a human body. Her Demonic Power has reached that of the Great Demon King Miaomei. In addition, Xiao Tian has also completed the achievement task that made Wangquan Baye and Qingtong successfully kiss.
Wangquan Fugui turned around, closed his eyes, and threw the sword in his hand to the ground.
For a moment, countless viewers were stunned and dumbfounded!
What kind of rhythm is this?
At this moment, Dongfang Yuechu's expression became unusually solemn. He was closest to Wangquan Fugui, and only in the martial arts arena could he sense the difference in Wangquan Fugui.
Time seemed to flow more slowly in this area.
"Huh." Many of the Yiqi Dao League, both older and younger generations, were astonished, or perhaps they noticed something.
"The young master will likely go even further than the head of the family in the future," Butler Fei said, his eyes filled with satisfaction.
"This kid was in a bit of danger at the Yuechu," Old Master Dongfang frowned.
Meanwhile, in the sky, above the Somersault Cloud.
"Incredible! Wangquan Fugui has actually cultivated his Qi Refining Technique to such a level!" Xiao Heavenly Eye lit up.
" Xiao Tian, stop beating around the bush. Is Yuechu in danger?" Dongfang Qinlan still hoped her son would become the leader of the alliance.
"It's hard to say. This kid had quite a few trump cards up his sleeve at the Yuechu. We'll see how things go. Besides, didn't you guys notice that Sister Hong is here?"
As Xiao Tian spoke, Tushan Yaya and Dongfang Qinlan searched for Tushan Honghong 'Tushan Honghong whereabouts and found her at a window in the corridor of the viewing platform.
"Sister, your outfit is really nice. It's rare to see you dressed so formally." Tushan Yaya exclaimed in surprise.
"Hehe, according to my intelligence, Sister Hong took Yuechu to hellish training and stayed in the Yomi Clan for at least half a year. Moreover, that kid Yuechu recklessly ventured into the depths of the Netherworld, and it was Sister Hong who risked her life to bring him out. The depths of the Netherworld are forbidden territory of the Yomi Clan. I went to take a look before, and the secrets inside are huge, concerning the Gate of Samsara in this world." Xiao Tian chuckled, his eyes deep and gleaming.
"Stop speaking in riddles! I'll beat you to death! Can't you just say it all?" Dongfang Qinlan was furious. Her soft, boneless hands, which were massaging Xiao Tian's back, suddenly grabbed Xiao Tian's neck.
"Say it now, or I'll strangle you!"
"I throw up, I inhale..."
In the training ground, Wangquan Baye closed his eyes and casually grabbed at the air with his right hand. Suddenly, golden light gathered in his palm, and countless visible strands of golden light solidified into a huge sword.
"Hey, Fugui'er, don't think you can scare me just because you've got a new big sword!"
Wangquan Fugui opened his eyes and smiled slightly, "Take this."
" Sword Qi Shakes the Heavens!"
As dusk fell, countless swords formed from sword energy suddenly floated into the air, and then, just as suddenly, all the swords returned to their origin.
"Damn it! This is murder! I'm coming clean, I'm not messing around with you anymore!" Dongfang Yuechu was shocked. His hands quickly Hand Seals, and a gray, ancient aura, resembling ghostly talismans, was visible to the naked eye. It flowed around his body, and a strange array of a dragon biting a phoenix's tail formed on the ground.
boom!
Suddenly, eight dark spatial gates tore open around Dongfang Yuechu.
" Yomi Samsara! Rebirth in a Single Thought!"
Countless great swords were swallowed into the dark portal and disappeared.
"Let's see how much you can absorb." Wangquan Fugui absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and operated the One Sword of Heaven and Earth Breathing Technique at a high frequency. His magical power was rapidly recovering, and great swords were constantly being generated between heaven and earth.
"Damn! Are you a pile driver? But when it comes to energy, Fugui'er, you're still a bit lacking!" Dongfang Yuechu scoffed, stabilizing the eight dark spatial gates that protected him.
Three or four minutes later, Dongfang Yuechu couldn't hold back any longer.
"Enough with the attacks! I'm giving them back to you!"
In an instant, countless black swords burst forth from the eight dark spatial gates, colliding with the golden sword controlled by Wangquan Fugui. Sparks and flames erupted, and the audience erupted in cheers.
"Whoa!" Xiao Tian exclaimed in surprise from the sky, atop the Somersault Cloud.
"It seems like this is a lose-lose situation," Dongfang Qinlan muttered.
"That's true. It all depends on how the judges from the Yiqi Dao League decide." Xiao Tian chuckled.
Half an hour later, after an intense battle, both Dongfang Yuechu and Wangquan Fugui reached their limits.
" At the Yuechu, let's make a deal. Let me win, so I can save face in front of Qingtong." Wangquan Fugui and Dongfang Yuechu winked to convey their meaning.
With years of friendship, Dongfang Yuechu naturally understood the unspoken message in his eyes. However, he also had to win; he wanted revenge. He had to smash up Divine Fire Manor so that his grandfather would compensate him with a mountain of gold.
The only way to destroy Divine Fire Manor is through Xiao Xiao's meteorite.
" Fugui'er, don't even think about it. I'm not going to be your wingman!" Dongfang Yuechu pouted, glared at him, and winked.
"Then we have no choice but to fight!"
Finally, Dongfang Yuechu triumphantly summoned Susanoo, forcing Wangquan Fugui to use his last bit of magic to condense a great sword and shatter Susanoo.
Taking advantage of the situation, Dongfang Yuechu kicked Wangquan Fugui, who was exhausted and depleted of his magical power, on the back, causing Wangquan Fugui to fall flat on his face.
The outcome seems to be decided!