This condensation bomb resembles a small whirlpool, white on the outside and green on the inside, with cyan ripples in between, which is larger and thicker than the one used when going to the Misty Forest.

He Jiawei leaned back, raised his arms at the same time, waved his hands to the middle, and slashed out ten crossed red rays of light with his claws. The red light, glowing with a little golden light, was like a wall, blocking the condensation bomb that was gradually rotating and growing.

After a dull clash, all ten red lines burst open, and the power of the condensation bomb spread to the left and right. Intense white steam spread out from the two of them, like a white wall, across the two of them.

He Jiawei raised his arms, his left arm was protected in front of his chest, and his right arm pointed to Ye Hengyuan. The red* crossbow arrow in the embratom on the hand armor of the right arm flew out with a "bang" sound and provoked a wave of heat.

Ye Hengyuan raised his left hand, his body turned to the right, and the whole person hid to the right. Two air shields appeared out of thin air in front of the crossbow arrows, and they were shattered by the crossbow arrows one after another, but they also caused the crossbow arrows to deviate from their original trajectory and pass by his side. The white light wave intensified once more, and began to vibrate on his hands, almost completely enveloping them, but the outline of the palms could still be seen.

Immediately after, five more red rays of light flew out from the spikes of He Jiawei's right claw. These five red rays of light were arranged in a row, shooting towards Ye Hengyuan's chest and above his arms.

A series of popping sounds rang out. The five red rays of light all burst out less than a meter away from Ye Heng, and they didn't touch his body at all, let alone hurt him.

"Hmm. Very good. ”

Offstage, Jimbo nodded with satisfaction.

"Attack and defend, and use a slight air blast technique to resist the opponent's energy attack. Very good. ”

"Hey?" a male student in the back row suddenly said, "What are those two white lights on Hengyuan's hands? I can't seem to see it...... It's not like gathering energy, it's not like an energy ball......"

"I don't know. Another female student said. Even Wang He shook his head.

Ye Hengyuan stood firmly, and his right hand was straight ahead. Two condensing bullets of the same size flew out from his palms at the same time, shooting at He Jiawei's head and chest respectively.

He Jiawei's pupils suddenly dilated, and a nervous expression appeared on his face. He only felt that the flow of air around his body suddenly slowed down a lot, and he immediately raised his arms and protected his upper body with his hand armor. A layer of red and yellow flames rose from the armor, burning violently, bursting into waves of heat.

The two condensation bombs hit the middle of the two pieces of armor at the same time, and then turned into two pieces of hot air, dissipating into the air, only knocking his body back two steps, without causing him any real damage.

"Cangling! Cangling!"

"Divine Arrow! Divine Arrow!"

The cheers in the audience grew louder and louder. The supporters of both teams began to compete loudly, each trying to overpower the other. For the majority of ordinary civilian viewers, this level of confrontation is enough to make them excited, even crazy.

Ye Hengyuan did not stop and rushed forward again. The white light waves above his palms expanded a few points again, dividing into several circles like electric waves. He jumped up, his right leg cut a scimitar-like cyan mark in the air, and kicked He Jiawei in the head.

He Jiawei raised his left arm up, opened the five sharp claw spines on his left claw, and grabbed Ye Hengyuan's right foot. Two crimson spirit circles rose from his body, flashing with a dazzling red light. Eight white points of light on the two spirit circles flickered at the same time. A cloud of orange-red flame enveloped the five claw spikes, dyeing them from golden red to orange-red.

Hearing only a stabbing sound, Ye Hengyuan and He Jiawei took a step back at the same time. A few scattered sparks wrapped around Ye Hengyuan's right foot, dyeing the blue-white wind elemental energy orange-red. He frowned, and his right hand was closed one by one, and he simply dispersed the fire attribute energy that had invaded his body, and expelled the heat it brought out of his body.

He Jiawei opened his claws again and slashed out ten staggered golden-red rays. This time, the ten rays of light were at least twice as thick as the previous ones, and they also emitted bursts of heat, and the width of the sides was almost equal to half the width of the ring.

Ye Hengyuan fell back to the ground and stood firm. Two turquoise spirit circles came out of the body, but they did not immediately glow. He clenched his fists, his left fist in front and his right fist in the back, and rushed straight into the golden-red light like a skynet. His fists had completely turned into two white balls of light, both of which were close to the size of a watermelon.

In the audience, there were screams one after another, and many viewers stood up instantly, with their mouths open and their hands raised, their faces full of panic.

A smile appeared on the corner of He Jiawei's mouth. Intense fire attribute spiritual power fluctuations surged around the spiritual veins of his body, all converging on his arms. The two pieces of armor turned from red and black to pure fiery red, and the surface lines and bulges all turned into a lava-like fluid, spinning like a whirlpool on his arms. The viscous magma-like energy turned into dozens of golden and red flame arrows, shooting towards Ye Hengyuan in all directions.

Ye Hengyuan raised his left fist high and slammed into the ten golden red rays of light with one punch. In just an instant, the white light wave above his left fist instantly diffused, turning into a shield-like shape, enveloping the entire golden-red light net in it. The golden-red light network dissipated in an instant, along with all the heat.

Immediately after, the right fist burst out. A white pillar of light around a layer of cyan fluctuations flew out, instantly expanding, and then splitting in an instant, turning into dozens of tiny pillars of blue and white light, facing the dozens of flame arrows. Each pillar of light was half the size of a fist, and was interspersed with pale cyan fluctuations like cracks, and there were also cracks in the middle of the cyan fluctuations surrounding the outer layer.

Dozens of flame arrows were all engulfed by the pillar of light in an instant, and there was not even a trace left. Each pillar of light seemed to have eyes, turning around the direction of He Jiawei, covering him like a huge cage.

He Jiawei's expression immediately turned into panic. He kicked his legs the ground, jumped diagonally backwards, and swung his arms forward hard. Two fiery red* crossbow arrows flew out with a heat wave that was twice as powerful as it was twice as powerful, shooting towards Ye Hengyuan's chest.

Ye Hengyuan did not fall, and was suspended in the air with his spiritual power. The dragon-patterned celestial halberd reappeared in his hands. The blue light and the weakened white light in his fists fused together and blended into a dazzling turquoise light. He pointed the tip of his halberd forward, pointing it in the middle of the two firebow arrows. The turquoise light cluster split into three tiny rays of light like sharp needles, two piercing at the two fire bolts, and one piercing straight into the center.

The audience once again erupted in exclamations. This time, it wasn't just ordinary civilians, but even most of the low-level spirit masters stood up. In the entire audience, only those two or three middle-level spirit masters were indifferent.

In the rest area, the players of both teams also stood up. Even the leading instructor of the first team of the Divine Arrow Gate stood up, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Dozens of blue-white pillars of light hit He Jiawei's body at the same time, but they didn't cause him any damage, but just wrapped him in it. He roared angrily, his arms wrenched to the left and right, and his spiritual power burst out, trying to forcibly tear open the barrier. But the flames around him boiled for only a second, then quickly weakened, and then extinguished. The golden-red vortex of flames reverted back to the red and black firebow armor.

Two streams of turquoise light melted into the arrows of a firebolt twice as thick as a mud cow into the sea. The two crossbow arrows deviated from the direction at the same time, about fifteen degrees to the left and right sides respectively, and exploded on the left and right sides of Ye Hengyuan, triggering two huge heat waves and shock waves.

Ye Hengyuan took advantage of the situation and retreated, just dodging two explosions. Vast expanses of sweat covered his face, neck, and back, wetting his uniform and the mask on his face. With a wave of his right hand, the dragon pattern Fang Tian Halberd rose again. A half-moon-shaped giant cyan wind blade slashed towards He Jiawei against the ground of the ring.

"Boom. ”

The white light that surrounded He Jiawei exploded, stirring up a series of qi waves. The turquoise spike-like light flickered away, piercing directly into the white light of the explosion.

The cyan wind blade rose against the storm, expanding to a height of more than two meters and a width of nearly half a meter, and slashed its target fiercely.

The loud bang resounded throughout the ring, and it also frightened a dozen timid spectators sitting in the front row. The turbulence of cyan and white and the fluctuation of residual energy filled one side of the entire ring, blocking the view of all the low-level spirit masters and ordinary spectators in the audience.

Neither the referee nor the staff in the audience reacted at all.

Offstage, Xue Mengyi showed a happy smile.

"Xiaoyuan won," Lei Xi also smiled, "That He Jiawei has already suffered a lot of injuries." The martial spirit may have been damaged as well. ”

Ye Hengyuan did not rush forward to pursue, but just stopped in place, clenched Fang Tianhalberd with his right hand, clenched his fist with his left hand, and slowly relieved his consumption by taking deep breaths. The white light on his right hand had completely dissipated, and only a faint halo was left on his left hand.

It took six or seven seconds for He Jiawei's figure to be rerevealed. He bent his knees and slammed his feet on the ground as if he were embedded in the ring. The firebolt armor was still on his arms, across his chest, covering his torso. There was a deep and wide knife mark on each of the two handnails, and a small round hole the size of a finger on the right handmail. If you look through this small hole, you can see that the skin has turned red. On the left corner of his mouth, a small crimson streak of blood flowed