The arena was ignited by their aura, and the two immediately summoned a phenomenon. Behind Hu Yifei, a sea of blood appeared, within which specks of starlight appeared, waves surged to the sky, and the momentum was endless.
Behind Lu Ziqiong stood a purple chrysanthemum, rooted in the sky, covered in frost. As soon as it appeared, the temperature on the arena dropped rapidly.
"Ice and Life Sciences combined?"
Long Chen was slightly taken aback by Lu Ziqiong's strange phenomenon. Such a phenomenon was extremely rare, and it was the first time Long Chen had seen it.
"Rumble rumble... The
phenomenon behind the two men stretched out, its aura endless, but the scope of the phenomenon was not large, only a few zhang in radius.
However, as time passed, their phenomena grew wildly larger, rapidly expanding outward under the endless pressure of demonic power.
It turned out this arena was a special trial ground, where those who competed had to first withstand the pressure of the Heavenly Demon Bone.
That's why arenas are numbered, with specific rules. Based on the strength of both sides, they make a rough assessment and then choose a suitable arena for them.
If the arena's pressure is too weak and the combatants too strong, it will damage the arena. Conversely, if the arena's pressure is too strong and the combatants too weak, as soon as the arena opens, the two will be unable to move due to the divine power of the arena, making it impossible to compete.
The battle began, and the first thing the two faced was the arena's test. If one couldn't withstand the challenge, they would be eliminated and not even qualified to fight. That would be the most humiliating defeat in Demon-Subduing City.
"Rumble... Hu
Yifei and Lu Ziqiong stood still, but the fluctuations from the phenomenon grew stronger and the area wider. However, their visions were almost identical in range, and their aura fluctuations were extremely similar, causing the Lu family disciples' expressions to change instantly.
"How could this happen? Big sister's strength should be enough to crush him. A disciple of the Lu family exclaimed.
"That bastard, could it be that he's been holding back all this time, pretending to be weak? Damn it, he's just too sinister." Lu Chengfeng gritted his teeth and said. Previously, he had full confidence in Lu Ziqiong, but now, seeing the two of them expanding at nearly equal speed and abnormal size, Lu Chengfeng immediately became nervous.
The pressure of the arena is balanced; two people enduring the pressure simultaneously cannot take shortcuts or hide their strength.
Because once you hide your strength, the more the opponent's vision area expands, the more pressure you put on yourself. So, at the start, everyone desperately tries to seize the initiative.
It can be said that the early phase of anomaly expansion is the first stage of the competition, and the first phase of the match reveals strength and weakness, so the outcome of the battle is basically clear.
At this moment, Lu Ziyu clenched her hands tightly, her knuckles turning white from the overwhelming force. The tension on her face was no longer hidden, fully revealed.
"Long Chen, do you think my sister can win?" Lu Ziyu suddenly looked at Long Chen, her face full of nervousness.
At this moment, she desperately wanted a comforting answer. Long Chen looked at Lu Ziyu with some curiosity. Suddenly, he understood that although Lu Ziyu's aura was powerful, she had little combat experience, not even experienced in a true life-and-death battle. Asking this question now seemed a bit childish.
Long Chen shook his head.
"What?" Lu Ziyu's face changed dramatically, thinking her sister was about to lose.
Long Chen hurriedly said, "What I mean is, it's still early, there's no way to judge at all." Long
Chen was speechless. How could he already tell the outcome of the match? Turns out the kids sitting around her are all kids.
Long Chen looked at Mo Nian, who shrugged helplessly. He hadn't expected that these seemingly strong guys were actually flowers in a greenhouse—all show but no substance.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a loud explosion erupted, causing the entire arena to tremble. The raging demonic might on the platform calmed down. At that moment, the strange phenomena of Hu Yifei and Lu Ziqiong rapidly flared up, and in that instant, it seemed as if all the forces binding them had vanished.
"Blood Sea Sword Formation" Hu
Yifei shouted coldly as he formed hand seals. From the phenomenon behind him, specks of starlight erupted, and sharp swords shot out from the vision.
"Nurturing the divine weapon in the anomaly—this guy must be very wealthy." Long Chen said. Hearing this, the Lu family disciples looked stunned, not understanding what Long Chen meant.
"Indeed, nurturing tens of thousands of soul weapons and nurturing them within the phenomenon consumes an astonishing amount of pills." Mo Nian nodded, agreeing with Long Chen's explanation.
"No, he only has a few hundred Soul Blood Swords. When will he ...?" Lu Chengfeng suddenly stopped talking, his eyes full of shock.
"Tens of thousands of pieces?"
Lu Ziyu saw that only hundreds of sharp swords flew out from the blood sea phenomenon and immediately understood that Hu Yifei had indeed hidden his true strength, and became extremely anxious.
"Boom!"
At that moment, Lu Ziqiong already held her sword. Without a word, she slashed down. As the sword fell, frost poured down. The swords coming from all directions were frozen by the ice, unable to break through Lu Ziqiong's frost barrier.
"Buzz!"
Lu Ziqiong froze the surrounding soul swords with a single sword strike. Her sword momentum was relentless, her sword arc like a rainbow, breaking through the sword formation and heading straight for Hu Yifei's forehead.
Hu Yifei snorted coldly, "Interesting, but if you want to freeze my three hundred Soul-Slaying Swords, you're still not enough." Hu
Yifei stepped back, forming hand seals. The soul swords frozen in the void suddenly turned into smoke, and the frost scattered without its attachments.
Clang!
The vanished sword mysteriously appeared before Lu Ziqiong, forming a sword shield that blocked her strike.
Lu Ziqiong's sword was blocked, and without looking back, she slashed her back. There, over a hundred sharp swords silently thrust toward her, but were knocked away by her strike.
Lu Ziqiong's movements were graceful and experienced; this strike further demonstrated her strong adaptability on the spot, earning applause from Lu Chengfeng and the others.
But Long Chen frowned: "This is trouble." "
Hey!" Mo Nian sighed as well.
"What's wrong?" If you have something to say, just say it. What's going on here? Seeing
Long Chen and Mo Nian talking without explaining the situation, Lu Ziyu couldn't help but panic.
Mo Nian said helplessly, "Your sister fell for it. That guy deliberately reported three hundred, and when blocking it, he used one hundred and fifty sharp swords. When your sister saw the number was wrong, she immediately counterattacked, and when she saw the swords attacking from behind, there were also one hundred and fifty sharp swords."
This way, your sister will have a preconceived notion: the other side only has three hundred swords. She will notice changes in the number of sharp swords to judge their moves, thus falling into their trap. Lu
Ziyu and the others still hadn't understood Mo Nian's meaning, but at that moment, Lu Ziqiong was already wielding her long sword, forcing Hu Yifei to retreat step by step.
At that moment, a scene shocked the entire spectators: tens of thousands of sharp swords were gathering behind Lu Ziqiong, yet she turned a blind eye and launched a frenzied attack.
"Sister, watch out!"
Lu Ziyu screamed in agony, but just then, tens of thousands of sharp swords were fully formed. Hu Yifei let out a cold laugh:
"Go to hell, ten thousand swords as one."
"Buzz!"
Ten thousand swords converged, forming a massive blade a hundred zhang long, stabbing straight toward Lu Ziyu's back.