On the main stage, the battle between "Badao" Gong Conscience and "Yuehua Swordsman" Shan Xin has entered a white-hot stage. The two have similar realms and have strong spiritual power. The "Badao" power of Gong Conscience is even more invincible among people in the same realm.

The fierce fighting was always accompanied by the rapid passage of time. Soon, the two of them had been in a stalemate for more than half an hour. At this moment, the originally flat field was already covered with cracks, and there were traces of sword energy and sword waves everywhere. A corner of the ring was even smashed into a huge hole.

Gong Jingxin turned over and fell to the ground with a move in the air, and then said calmly: "Brother Shan, if you don't have to use your power, I will be defeated."

It was a very disadvantageous to have close contact with Gong Jingxin. Shan Xin, who had a move in the air, was far from calm than the Badao. After landing, he hit the ground with both hands and supported the sword, and then he barely stabilized his body after drawing about a foot on the ground. Shan Xin pulled out the Red Moon from the ground, shook his wrist and put his sword in the sheath. In fact, the Badao, who did not continue to pursue, was already a concession.

Shanxin sighed lightly, "It's better to obey your orders than respect. Brother Gongliang is careful. His downward momentum is a bit wild."

As soon as the words were finished, the red moon of Shanxin and the sword sheath began to shine slightly, and emitted a strange wave. The temperature on the ring became colder, and gradually raised a little water vapor. After a while, a little snowflake began to flutter.

"What is this?" Many students in the stands were a little confused.

"Is it an ice-type spell? Look, snowflakes are falling."

"I haven't heard that Sugishi also knows ice-type spells. Isn't he a swordsman?"

On the VIP stand...

"Haha, the boy from the Shan family, this is the first time he has shown his power in front of others."

The person who spoke was Elder Bai of Tianshui Narcissus Palace, a beautiful woman with white hair, but her expression was bright and there was no trace of age. She sat on Luo Yin Qianyu's left hand.

There are three VIP tables in the competition venue of the Tianxia Academy, showing a triangle, one place with nine deans and one place with ten sects. The two are in parallel, and one is located slightly inside, and the representatives of the major forces are seated.

On the left side of Elder Bai is a host of Beidou Zen Buddhism. His magic name is "Nanru". He is the uncle of the young monk Beidou. He also has a big bald head, but he is not as shiny as Song Qiang's bald head.

Nan Ru responded from the side: "It's really a genius who can use his power to play a greater effect on the spiritual sword. Elder Bai, many people don't know that Shan Xin is actually the secret child of your Tianshui Narcissus Palace."

Elder Bai smiled and said, "Beidou Zen Sect is worthy of being the boss of the Beidi Sect, Master Nanru. This news was obtained from the Fanghua Sect, an affiliated sect of our sect."

Nan Ru bowed with one hand and said, "Good, good, Elder Bai, Beidou Zen is not just about worldly affairs. It is really because Fanghua Sect Shan Xiaofeng is too naughty. He often comes to my Zen to make trouble and learn about some things."

Elder Bai played a smile and his charm was not as good as the 28th girl. "The Shan brothers and sisters are all geniuses, but unfortunately they met Badao in the first round, and they were really unlucky."

Nan Ru said no: "I think Shanxin is intentional. Judging from the purpose of this competition, it may be the best strategy."

Nan Ru glanced at Elder Bai and then looked at him without looking sideways. The women in Tianshui Narcissus Palace were the most scheming. They were originally a sect that only accepted female disciples. After the Linghuang situation, they also began to recruit outstanding male disciples and opened a new lineage of men. However, all male disciples did not practice within the sect, so few people knew about it.

Elder Bai knew the reputation of his own sect. He laughed in his heart, but said again: "Shan Xin does have the spirit of a general, and he can integrate sword skills with our sect's martial arts. His red moon is actually the secret treasure of our sect. The sword body is slightly curved and is more suitable for his sword drawing skills. In our south, it is also called Miao Jian. In order to get this son, our sect also paid a lot of price."

Nanru just listened quietly and said that Beidou Zen does not care about worldly affairs, but it is not entirely true. At least it is clear that the forces in Zhongzhou are in harmony and alliance.

Sugishi on the field finally activated his momentum. As he said himself, the momentum was a bit barbaric, but also a bit gorgeous.

At this time, snowflakes were flying in the arena, and Sugi Shin's figure had completely disappeared into this wonderful scenery.

"Oh!"

"Badao" Gong grinned with conscience. The audience outside the ring could only see the beautiful snow scene, and he really felt the murderous intent among these flying snowflakes.

This is a killing snowflake transformed by spiritual power. Every flying snowflake has the ability to break the body and cone.

The male conscience raised his heart lightly, lifting the scattered snowflakes falling nearby, waiting for Shanxin's fatal blow.

"It turns out to be a concrete momentum, a great spirit!" Huang Feihong couldn't help but praise the rest pavilion of the Tianshu Association.

"The concrete force?" Gu Tian said with a smile, "How is this concrete force method?"

"Idiot, you've been absent for more than a year and don't even know these basics."

In fact, there has been a preliminary introduction to momentum in the tenth grade of the academy, and some superficial concepts of souls and fields are mentioned. These contents are rarely mentioned in the original world of immortal cultivation, but the current spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the momentum, field, and especially knowledge related to souls are gradually being valued, which is also the core element of being careful of the combat power of monks.

Huang Feihong briefly introduced: "The current trend is roughly divided into three categories. One is to strengthen one's own category, referred to as 'strong'. This is quite common. Most monks will have such strengthening ability after entering the realm of the soul, but the strength is different."

In fact, Zhongzhou has also confirmed that the original cultivators in the Yuanshen realm have obtained this kind of strengthening ability after the spiritual energy has mutated, which is also true.

A compensation that requires psychic conversion to cast spells.

"One is a concrete type like Shanxin, referred to as 'presentation', and is not a small number of them. They can have some entities within their own control, and are mostly objects that are similar to their own characteristics."

Gu Tianxiao looked at Shan Xin with red hair and looked puzzled. If he had silver hair, it would be more like a snowflake...

Huang Feihong continued: "The last kind of potential is a special type, referred to as 'different potential' for short, and has all kinds of strange abilities, like my resting is this kind."

"Where is the Ba Dao?" Gu Tian asked with a smile.

Huang Feihong thought for a while, "The Badao should be 'strong', but what he strengthened was his domineeringness, and his domineering ability was a characteristic."

This Domineering Dao Gong is indeed very conscience.

Gu Tianxiao listened to Huang Feihong's remarks, thinking about his understanding when he turned into a light spot of the soul. Perhaps that magical vision is his own momentum?

So which one do you think is? It seems that it is necessary to find someone to discuss it.

A burst of exclamations pulled Gu Tianxiao's thoughts back to the ring competition.

"Look! Sugishi has appeared!"

Gu Tianxiao looked at the ring, and Shanxin, who had been hiding his body, appeared indeed, and not one appeared, but six "Shanxin"!

These six "Shanxin" just surrounded the heart of the male conscience, and each of them had different actions and made different sounds.

"Yuehua Sword Technique, Pick the Moon!"

"Yuehua Sword Technique, Drunk Moon!"

"Yuehua sword skills, flirt with the moon!"

"Yuehua Sword Technique, Broken Moon!"

"Yuehua Sword Skill, Gou Yue!"

"Yuehua Sword Technique, Wuyue!"

Different "Shanxin" use different moves, either hook, flirt, pluck, or kill. Although these moves have been used in the battle just now, the use of six "Shanxin" at the same time is undoubtedly more spectacular and gorgeous.

Gong Jingxin needs to avoid the scattered snowflakes at this moment, and at the same time he has to swing a knife to block the staggered sharp sword. He knows that there must be only one true body among them, and knows that all the sounds are confusing his mind, but even the illusion body, these sword techniques have great lethality.

What a Shanxin who can "exist" to such an extent, it's indeed a bit savage!

The male conscience was not panicked but laughed, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and at the same time, he used a slash of knives with one hand, and turned around and stirred up a large swath blade, which was lifted up layer by layer, with great force.

"Rock Crush!"

The fantasy body "Shanxin" broke one after another, but like the snowflakes, they appeared one after another.

The six "Shanxin" that reappeared once again surrounded Gong Jingxin and said, "Brother Gong Liang, there is not much time, please take the last move."

"Come on!" Gong Jingxin responded domineeringly, hooked his fingers, and at the same time he picked up the crystal snowflakes that were quietly attacking.

The air on the ring condensed again, and even the scattered snowflakes seemed to be frozen.

"The mystery of the moonlight, the burial of snow, moon and flowers!"

The six Shanxins suddenly disappeared on the spot, and followed the snowflakes in the sky, stabbing the body of Gong Jingxin with a chaotic trajectory.

In an instant, the male conscience was surrounded by rapid snowflakes and flying blades.

In an instant, a huge ice flower seemed to bloom.

"Break!" Gong's conscience shouted loudly, his momentum soared, and countless snowflakes fell straight to the ground like a flood of lead. He held the knife in both hands and slashed heavily at the huge ice flower.

The ice flowers shattered with the sound of "cracking", and Huawei's ice chips filled the air.

"It's not over yet," Huang Feihong said to Gu Tian smiled, "This should be just a prelude to the offensive."

As expected, the ice chips turned into huge ice flowers again and bloomed one by one, gradually sealing off all the retreat of Gong Jingxin and still blooming and growing bigger. If the arena was just looking at its appearance, it would be extremely gorgeous.

"This...Sumini is too awesome!" The students in the stands exclaimed again.

"Is Sugishi not a swordsman, but an ice-attributed craftsman?"

"The layers of ice flowers even I felt a chill on the stage. The Badao looked unaffected!"

"I heard that the disciples of Tianshui Narcissus Palace are good at water and ice spells, but I have never seen anyone who can use such a powerful ice spell."

Of course, there were disciples from Tianshui Narcissus Palace on the audience stage, and most of them were all female disciples. Even their expressions were shocked. In fact, few of them could use such gorgeous ice magic.

"Look! Badao is out of trouble!" someone shouted in the stands.

Gong Jingxin on the ring was faintly emitting a wave of spiritual energy around him. The snowflakes approaching his body were falling faster, and the ice flowers also appeared cracks at the same time. However, Gong Jingxin ignored the approaching ice flowers and slashed towards his head. The huge swaying wind was like a strong wind passing through the border, blowing the dance of snowflakes, and a vacuum area appeared above his head.

"This is the Fierce Wind Slash of the Badao, it's really fierce." A student from Tianxia Academy introduced in the stands.

Since the battle between Gong Jingxin, there is less offensive and more defense, but this does not mean that Gong Jingxin will not attack. On the contrary, Gong Jingxin's "dominant" power is also quite effective in attack.

Huang Feihong looked at the battle in the field and said to Gu Tianxiao: "The dominance of Gong Conscience seems to be more than just strengthening the momentum. If it were just spiritual oppression, these flying snowflakes would not be affected. However, unlike ordinary gravity oppression, Shanxin was able to confront Gong Conscience head-on to this point because his mental power and cultivation were as good as that of the domineering.

The sword is equivalent. If it were an ordinary person, his legs would have become weak long ago. Moreover, I think that with the characteristics of Yuehua's sword skills, Shanxin's sword skills must have a second move, not just these ice flowers."

Gu Tian nodded and responded: "Indeed, I think it is still the influence of the soul level. Those affected by his dominance are all things that Shan Xin takes action. These snowflakes and ice flowers are all concrete things of Shan Xin. On the contrary, the stone chips and dust on the arena are not affected by the dominance of the male conscience."

Even so, Gu Tianxiao was deeply shocked by the strength of the two. Shanxin's large-scale concreteness was naturally powerful, and the spiritual energy on Gong Jingxin's body now appeared, just like the ghost energy transformation of the Yang Ghost, and the demon energy transformation of the Seven Sins when he wore the Seven Sins Cover. This was the first time Gu Tianxiao saw this spiritual energy transformation on the younger generation in Zhongzhou.

"Bang!!!" The strong metal crossing sound burst out with sharp tinnitus. Many students in the stands covered their ears and looked unbearable. Even though they were separated by magic circles, they still felt the feeling of oppression deeply.

The ice flowers on the ring broke one after another, sweeping across Gong Jingxin's body, and Shan Xin's figure gradually appeared at the place where the knife was swung above his head.

"I found you, Brother Shan." Gong's conscientious Kun-blade's blade was against Shan Xin's Red Moon Sword. Where the two of them had a conflict, the spiritual power collided extremely strongly, and even more intense bursting sounds burst out around them, and snowflakes bloomed like fireworks.

Shan Xin's mouth raised slightly, and he could see that he was extremely excited, "Yes, Brother Gongliang, only when he faced a strong man like you, he dared to release such a sword move with all his strength. It's so fun!"

"But..." Sugishi narrowed his eyes and looked at Gong's conscience and said coldly: "The next one is the real last blow."
To be continued...