"Ye Chen, how about three moves to determine the winner?"

The two walked up to the competition platform, and Chen Nuo looked at Ye Chen and laughed softly.

In the stands, everyone's reaction was calm, and they didn't show much excitement about this championship match.

It was really that there were too many high-tide points in front of them, and even the attack that broke out from the Huyuan Realm far beyond the ordinary Spirit Sea Realm had happened, and they thought that even if a King of the Life and Death Realm emerged next, they would be able to face it indifferently.

"Senior, if you were the strength you showed before, you wouldn't be my opponent."

Ye Chen glanced at Chen Nuo a few times and shook his head.

Chen Nuo's body does not have a trace of aura, once the spiritual power is constricted and the martial will does not explode, it looks no different from an ordinary person.

He couldn't see the details, but if Chen Nuo's strength was only as good as he had shown before, it would not be his opponent.

After all, he mainly practiced swords, and the true qi attribute of the exercises belonged to the mean, unlike Yan Chihuo, who had a low temperature and his true qi was sluggish.

"Try it."

Chen Nuo's mind moved, his spiritual power had exploded, and his martial will was also affecting the aura energy.

"Good!"

Ye Chen's eyes flashed, he still wanted this championship.

As the words fell, the air around Ye Chen was tearing, and the strong wind was scattering, like a peerless sword about to come out of its sheath.

Boom!

The Star Mark Sword came out of its sheath, and the powerful eighty percent sword intent came out of the body, the sword light flashed, and it stabbed at Chen Nuo's shoulder with an immortal artistic conception!

"Don't leave your hands alone!"

Chen Nuo shouted violently and smashed his fist into Ye Chen's sword body.

Before the fist could get close, the skin was cut open by the sharp sword qi and sword intent, and the stinging pain of the fist was felt, and Chen Nuo's accumulated martial will exploded.

"Broken!"

Rumble! Ye Chen's sword intent and immortal artistic conception and even the Star Trace Sword were like eating stimulants in an instant, and they became berserk in an instant.

The spirit couldn't sustain this sudden and violent change, Ye Chen's sword intent dissipated violently, and the Star Scar Sword almost couldn't hold it and left his hand.

Ye Chen's sword move was broken, his stomach was beaten hard, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes that flew out upside down.

This...... Artistic conception of fast?

No, it's not the artistic conception of fast, it's the interference of movement!

Chen Nuo's martial arts will is condensed by temperature perception, and he knows that this is from the microscopic thermal motion interference to the macroscopic level.

If Chen Nuo's movement interference was only momentary in the previous battle with Tuoba Ku, then it was a moment now.

"Seniors."

Ye Chen flew out upside down for dozens of meters, his feet stabilized his figure, and a trace of sincere admiration flashed in his eyes.

In the fantasy world, which is more suitable for practicing the laws of aura and cultivating the artistic conception of idealism, it is impossible to practice the basic rules and the temperature of matter to such an extent, which has to be admired.

"I just didn't succumb to circumstances."

Chen Nuo looked at the injuries on his fist that were healing with difficulty, and chuckled lightly, without much explanation.

Although he is half of the kryptonite party, the source power of these kryptonite is earned by him bit by bit, thinking about various plans and measures every day, educating Mei'er Zhang Xian and them to implement reforms bit by bit.

Coming here and not being able to absorb the aura energy, it was also he who slowly studied the relationship between the mind and the aura energy, risking the danger of being strangled by the sword intent of the Tianqian Gorge War King, studying and understanding the mystery of the martial arts will, and condensing his own martial arts will in combination with the temperature perception This is the way to improve his strength.

He deserves it.

Nine years of farming seems to be a sentence, but the bits and pieces of the process cannot be told in words.

Since the time when he slapped his resignation letter on Yang Jianzhong's desk, he has never succumbed to the environment again.

"I didn't succumb to the ...... of the environment"

Ye Chen was stunned, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This may be the gap between the two.

"Senior, I'm offended, I'm afraid I won't be able to completely control the damage in the next move."

Ye Chen was not an ordinary person after all, he quickly stabilized his mind, the Star Scar Sword pierced the air, and the fierce sword momentum exploded instantly.

"The sky is shattered, and the five styles are fused!"

In an instant, Ye Chen's pupils were almost dyed a shining blue, and the Star Scar Sword turned into a blue thunderbolt, slashing towards Chen Nuo at a gallop.

The moment the lightning burst out, the immortal intent in the sword intent was also infused into the sword moves.

Facing Ye Chen's sword move that almost exploded with all his strength, Chen Nuo's eyes flashed, and the martial arts will exploded without leaving his hand any longer, and he punched out with all his strength.

Airplanes......

In an instant, most of the time of the competition platform seemed to have stopped, and the flow of air, the extremely galloping Ye Chen and his sword moves, and even the shining electric light all stopped at this moment.

Bang!

In this paused world, Chen Nuo's figure flashed and appeared in front of Ye Chen in an instant, and under a punch, the sword move was still stagnant and the sword momentum was bombarded by external forces, and the entire structure and artistic conception were destroyed and destroyed in an instant, disintegrating into countless terrifying electric light sword qi bursting out.

Rumble! In an instant, the energy light curtain of the competition platform was pierced through countless holes, and a large amount of electric light sword qi leaked out, and the entire competition platform turned into a blue hedgehog in an instant.

The sword qi attached to Ye Chen's immortal artistic conception was difficult to destroy, but that didn't mean it couldn't be destroyed.

Touch! Chen Nuo kicked out, and Ye Chen was kicked and hit the light curtain around the competition platform, and blood was constantly spilling from the corners of his mouth.

"Oh my God!"

"What was that weird stagnation just now!"

"Is this a pause in time?"

In the stands, the audience who originally thought that there would be no more climax finally couldn't suppress the excitement and horror in their hearts at this moment, and stood up and looked at the competition platform one after another.

Most of the martial arts platform just now seemed to have stood still in time, and Ye Chen's movements and sword moves seemed to have been slowed down countless times, which could be regarded as a complete shock to them.

Although it was only for less than half a second, such a strange situation, even the battle of the king of the life and death realm had never been heard of.

Sikong Shengyan Chihuo and the others were a little stunned, and the eyes of a group of young women such as Ji Xueyan in the stands were flashing with brilliance.

Young, handsome, and strong, the teachers of several Linghai Realm martial artists of the Revolutionary Army, coupled with the knowledgeable and powerful training, not to mention the core figures of a group of revolutionary troops, Murong Allure, who was originally under Li Daoxuan and others, is said to have only followed for a few months and also burst out of the attack power of the Linghai Realm.

In an instant, many young women in the stands who were extremely talented or had a prominent background and were confident in their appearance had a hunting goal in their hearts.

On the competition platform, Chen Nuo looked at the scars cut by the explosion of sword qi on his body, because of Ye Chen's immortal artistic conception, the repair of wound cells was suppressed and repaired very difficult.

With a thought, the martial will shattered the remaining sword intent above, and the wound quickly stopped bleeding and repaired.

At this time, Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and returned to the competition platform.

"Senior, last resort."

Seeing that the injuries on Chen Nuo's body recovered almost instantly, a trace of amazement flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, his mind sank into the sword intent, and his state of mind instantly entered the state of the ancient well without waves, and the terrifying power was accumulating like the tranquility before the storm.

Shout!

Ye Chen's accumulation seemed to be long-lasting, but in fact, the third sword stabbed out in just half a second, and the sword qi struck Chen Nuo like a cold light.

So fast......

Unlike the previous two swords, Ye Chen's third sword attack was almost completely restrained, and there was no trace of edge visible on the outside, and only in the psychic power sense could he detect the terrifying energy contained under this ordinary sword move.

"Movement disorder!"

A bright light flashed in Chen Nuo's eyes, and the chaotic martial will broke out in full force, and the attack of the fist before the martial will arrived.

Ye Chen's body, who was stabbing with a sword, shook, and the true qi of the body protector was also confused, and then shattered.

Without the protection of the body's true qi, the bones and flesh on his body suddenly snapped and torn, and some parts of his arms and body were squeezed and exploded, and some places were simply torn.

Rumble!

Ye Chen's sword moves were self-defeating, and the chaotic sword qi suddenly dispersed, smashing one sword qi after another with a fist, and finally hovered a foot away from Ye Chen's face.

Call......

The fist wind blew Ye Chen's hair, swallowing the blood gushing out of his mouth, and Ye Chen endured the pain all over his body and clenched his fists to admit defeat.

"I lost."