Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Final Showdown
The clouds in the sky gradually thickened, and the dark sky was a little overwhelming, and some of the dirty air gave people a feeling of suffocation. Fang Tianyu looked at the dark clouds in the sky, it seemed that God was going to help Xuan Lingfeng again, but there was still a period of time before the rain was estimated, and the time to cast that spell was completely enough. Therefore, Fang Tianyu did not complain because of the unfavorable weather this time, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew over, blowing his snow-white robe like catkins in the wind, and his messy hair somewhat blocked his vision, but Fang Tianyu's straight body did not move at all. I saw that his hands were getting tighter and tighter, the green tendons were protruding, and finally he couldn't help but roar angrily, and a raging fire was getting bigger and bigger with the help of the wind control technique, and the flames were getting bigger and bigger, and the rotation was getting faster and faster. The crowd watching the excitement in the audience couldn't help but be a little scared, and they all avoided the stage.
The fireball in the sky grew bigger and bigger, spinning like a small sun, and the air around it seemed to be drained by the scorching heat. That big fireball gradually fell, overwhelmingly falling towards the entire Qilin Stage, even if Xuan Lingfeng was able to use the lightning-like body just now again and dodge the blow of the huge fireball, it was impossible to stand on the Qilin Platform again, and since then, he could only take this huge fireball. Fang Tianyu knew very well in his heart that with Xuan Lingfeng's current cultivation of the Water Driving Technique, he would not be able to resist the Fire Control Wind Technique that he had used with all his might. Therefore, no matter which method it is, it is not good for Xuan Lingfeng, and it can be said that he is already doomed to lose.
Xuan Lingfeng didn't intend to run away, his eyebrows were tightly fixed as he stared at the huge fireball in front of him, he was not in a daze because of the shock. In an emergency, he also used the water repellent technique again to cover his whole body, and his hands also made a strange trick, as if he was gathering a trick that he had never used before. Bai Wuming, who was standing on the sidelines, saw all this in his eyes, and his vicissitudes of life couldn't help but show a smile, and nodded at Xuan Lingfeng on the stage.
Fang Tianyu, who was standing in the sky with his sword, although he didn't know what Xuan Lingfeng wanted to do, but with his Xuan Lingfeng's understanding, he couldn't resist his newly cultivated Fire Control Wind Technique. His head was already sweating and raining, and his throat was thirsty as if he could breathe fire, but in order to defeat him with one blow, he used his last strength to urge the spell, and the huge fireball seemed to become faster and bigger again.
With a huge heat wave, a large fireball as hot as the sun smashed into the Qilin Platform with a loud bang, and the powerful flames instantly hit the huge Qilin Platform. The fireball scorched the entire Qilin Terrace, constantly colliding with Xuan Lingfeng's water repelling technique, making a sizzling sound, and bursts of water vapor and white smoke came out, filling the entire Haeuntai. It took a long time for the fireball to slowly extinguish itself, and through the thick white smoke, the gravel on the platform was charred everywhere, leaving only one stone slab in the north corner intact. Xuan Lingfeng couldn't be seen on the entire stage, could it be that he was burned to ashes by Fang Tianyu's Fire Control and Wind Control Technique?
Fang Tianyu gasped, his whole body seemed to be drained, and he stumbled and fell from the Ming Light Sword, and the whole person fell to the ground. But he still struggled to get up, and said to Ye Xuan and Cixin, who were shocked on the side, "Please announce the result!"
"The winner of this game is Fang Tian......" Ye Xuan and Cixin glanced at each other, and they couldn't help but sigh. Ye Xuan looked at his beloved disciple, nodded, cleared his throat, and began to announce.
"Wait a minute, please. Suddenly, a weak and somewhat hoarse voice came from the only intact stone slab in the north corner, interrupting Ye Xuan's announcement of the result. Everyone looked at the slate with a look of disbelief. The most surprised was Fang Tianyu, he didn't expect Xuan Lingfeng to stand in the stage alive.
I saw that the stone slab slowly flipped over and fell to the ground, revealing its true face inside. Xuan Lingfeng's clothes all over his body were burned to tatters, revealing some burnt skin inside, with a gray face, gasping for air in his mouth, staring at Fang Tianyu deadly, and said, "Uncle Ye Xuan, I shouldn't have lost yet, right?"
"Of course, then let's go on!" Ye Xuan looked at Xuan Lingfeng in embarrassment and shock, and Qi Er regained that unpleasant smile, coughed dryly, and nodded.
Fang Tianyu's face was incredulous, if it was his own, he would not be sure to resist his earth-shattering blow, how did Xuan Lingfeng resist it? For a while, the corners of his mouth trembled a little, and he suddenly smiled again: "How is it possible? Xuan Lingfeng, how did you do it? I really didn't expect that I underestimated you, you really became stronger." ”
"Fang Tianyu, you are not weak. Xuan Lingfeng stood there quietly motionless, looking at the traces of being scorched all over his body, this was the first time Fang Tianyu had injured himself to such an extent, and he could hardly feel any pain in his whole body. However, it seems that Fang Tianyu shouldn't be much better, he should also be exhausted, right?
Fang Tianyu was now just like Yichen who had just performed the Vajra Reincarnation Technique, his whole body was paralyzed and he couldn't move, and he was completely standing with a willpower. Looking at the crumbling Xuan Lingfeng, he said, "Xuan Lingfeng, now that you and I are exhausted and unable to move, I'm afraid the outcome is unpredictable, right?"
"Not necessarily. Xuan Lingfeng replied.
"I remember that you don't seem to know Senior Sister Shui Ling's Ice Condensing Qi Technique, right? What other ability do you have to defeat me?" Fang Tianyu had been calmly analyzing the battle situation, and the situation at this moment was very similar to the previous battle between Senior Sister Shui Ling and Yichen. Although the winner has not yet been decided, the injuries suffered by Xuan Lingfeng are much more serious, and it is still beneficial for him to drag on for such a long time. Unless, like Senior Sister Shui Ling, he can use that unexpected ice condensation qi technique.
"I don't know how to condense the ice, but I've got him enough. Xuan Lingfeng also knew that the battle situation at this time was very unfavorable to him, so he could only fight quickly. Showing the fist that he had been clenching, he looked at Fang Tianyu, who was still full of confidence on the other side, and said with a resolute look.
"Are you going to fight hand-to-hand?Okay, let's fight the second round!" Fang Tianyu didn't expect that in such a dilemma, both of them had already exhausted their essences, and they couldn't use any magic tricks. Xuan Lingfeng actually planned to divide the victory and defeat with the most primitive fist hand-to-hand combat, Fang Tianyu was both surprised and happy, this was the first time he had been forced to such an extent by others, and he was also relieved to agree.
At this moment, every step of the two is faltering and arduous. Step by step, the two gradually came together, only each other in their eyes, looking at each other and smiling. Then, fist hand-to-hand combat began.