The two Divine Light martial artists were facing off against each other under the scorching sun.
Ling Xingqi raised her head to look at Ding Meng who was in the sky. This strange saber technique was secondary. She suddenly realized that Ding Meng's aura was still rising. It wasn't an explosive increase, but a slow increase. However, he was still rising. If this continued, it would be bad.
Ling Xingqi gritted her teeth, raised her hand, and slashed out again. This time, it was a direct slash. The saber flew into the air and became several times bigger. It became a blade of light that was more than 20 meters long. It looked more like an ion missile from a starship. If Ding Meng wanted to use the same sword technique as before, he would definitely not be able to block it.
As soon as the saber was unleashed, the energy wave alone created a three-meter-wide crack in the ground. The surrounding seawater receded again. It was obvious that the condensed energy was powerful. Even for the masters of the Federal Empire, it was unprecedentedly strong.
While Ling Xingqi was changing her moves, Ding Meng didn't stay idle either. His hand gesture was very strange. He held his right elbow with the back of his left hand, and slowly spread his right palm forward. He used a very elegant and very gentle hand gesture to push the scimitar forward. This didn't seem like a man's hand gesture, or more accurately, it didn't match Crazy Outburst's style.
However, after the saber left his hand, it expanded several times. In the air, it looked like the sharp teeth of an ancient monster. It also shone brightly and had a shocking aura.
The two sabers carried the power and will of their masters. They collided with each other at lightning speed.
"Bang!" A ring of energy burst forth in the air. Even the golden sunlight was refracted and distorted. The wind that was stirred up crushed all the boulders and reefs in the surroundings into fine powder. Such a shocking battle dazzled the eyes of the audience all over the world, causing their hearts to tremble.
The long saber struck the curved surface of the saber. The two sabers seemed to be exerting their strength secretly. No one was willing to back down. In fact, they could not back down. In this situation, retreating meant death.
Ling Xingqi saw that Ding Meng was still able to block it. She secretly channeled her energy and waved her hand. With her as the center, six identical long sabers appeared around her. The long sabers rose into the air again and sank into the center of the main saber. The blade of light expanded again and directly forced the curved saber to back down.
Seeing this, Xiao Ai's face was extremely ugly. "I really did not expect her to be the inheritor of the Great General. She is standing on the opposite side of us."
Little Rascal said, "But she can't beat Ding Meng."
Xiao Ai nodded. Now Ding Meng was using the Ling Xian Saber Technique of the Celestial Heavens Gate. It was not that the Divine Light martial artists could not block this ancient technique. It was Ling Xingqi who could not block it. The reason was simple. She thought that she had exhausted Ding Meng, but in reality, Ding Meng was much stronger than she thought.
Last time when Ding Meng returned from the Steel Mane Empire, Little Rascal sensed that Ding Meng already had the aura of someone from Ai Ji. She guessed that Ding Meng must have had a fortuitous encounter, but it was not convenient to reveal it. Now that Ling Xingqi had forced him to this point, he could not just give up like this.
At this moment, the huge saber was forcing the scimitar back. Ding Meng's hand gesture changed again. It was as if he had pinched out two orchid fingers. Then, with a flick of his hand, two golden hairpins popped out. The golden hairpins were not big, but they immediately blocked the scimitar's tip and hilt.
Ling Xingqi immediately felt it. Ding Meng's aura was rising crazily. She had never dreamed that Ding Meng could still be so tyrannical. She had originally thought that 200 billion points of Interstellar Martial Artists was the limit of this lifetime, but there was someone who could surpass this limit. Even she herself could not believe it, because this had completely exceeded her expectations.
When the scimitar blocked the long saber, the long saber slowly shrank and quickly returned to its normal state. In the end, Ling Xingqi called it back.
Ding Meng didn't give chase. He could tell that Ling Xingqi didn't just come into contact with the Divine Light energy, she had also obtained Mou Xing's inheritance and learned the Divine Light martial arts. From a certain perspective, Ling Xingqi was the same as him, so he didn't kill her.
High up in the sky, Ding Meng calmly said, "Do you understand now?"
Ling Xingqi obviously knew what he meant, but she was still not convinced. She had obtained the inheritance of Great General Mou Xing, while Ding Meng had only obtained the inheritance of an ordinary general. Why should she be convinced?
To put it bluntly, it was that arrogant attitude that was causing trouble. This was a common problem for many people. They always felt that the unorthodox path could not defeat the orthodox royal family. They always thought that they were better than others, and they always looked down on those who rose up halfway. However, they did not truly understand the meaning of the Divine Light martial artists, which was to uphold justice, beauty, holiness, and all positive things. If negative emotions took over, then what was the difference between them and the Demons?
Ling Xingqi also slowly rose up from the ground. This time, she pushed her Origin to the limit. With a "shua shua shua" sound, she slashed out several times in the air. A huge Divine Light curtain appeared out of nowhere. This transparent wall was like a surging stream of water. All kinds of different runes, images, and images constantly surged and surged. Vaguely, they even formed the shape of a human face.
This was a Divine Light curtain that gathered the characteristics of all types of Origin Energy. It was still the same sentence: no one should even think about dodging it.
Then, she threw her battle blade again. It sank into the center of the Divine Light curtain. The moment the battle blade passed through the Divine Light curtain, it immediately transformed into a vast torrent. The torrent surged and constantly changed its shape. It looked like a long sword, a long spear, an icicle, or a bullet …
This was her ultimate move, and it was also her final attack. She firmly believed that Ding Meng would not be able to dodge this attack, because no one could dodge this attack.
However, after this earth-shattering attack was launched, Ding Meng, who was opposite her, disappeared. The audience all over the world saw an even more shocking scene. In the air, several human figures appeared and disappeared, flickering in and out of existence. They seemed to be a woman wearing a pure white Daoist robe and a pure white veil. Her figure was graceful and graceful, and she was extremely charming. She was like a fairy that had descended to the mortal world.
What she was waving was not a sword, but a dance. Her postures were all different, and her graceful bearing was endless. Several immortal lights flowed between them. This scene was like a fairy that had descended to the mortal world. It was intoxicating.
Even Xiao Ai did not know this move. This was the strongest move of his Blade Technique — Dark Lady of the Nine Heavens. That year, when Yu Xingyang had paid a visit to Ling Yuelan and fought a decisive battle with Long Yao, Ding Meng had been fortunate enough to witness this move.
The Divine Light curtain pressed down on these mirror images. The mirror images disappeared one after another, but in the next moment, the immortal lights behind the Divine Light curtain flowed and gathered together, transforming into a beautiful figure. She was wearing a white robe, and she was like a fairy. She wore a round hat, and a white veil hung down from the brim of the hat, perfectly covering her face.
This was, shockingly, Long Yao's mirror image. Although she had died in battle at the Wei Dynasty, her charm and elegance had been restored by Ding Meng.
At this moment, Long Yao was, shockingly, a fairy that had descended to the mortal world. When a fairy descends to the mortal world, which mortal would not be stunned by this soul-stirring beauty?
Even Ling Xingqi was no exception. She had long been intoxicated by this scene. Everything in front of her was like a paradise, a heavenly paradise.
Long Yao held the curved sword in her hand and gently descended. She did not assume any attacking posture, but instead slowly flew towards Ling Xingqi. When she was about to approach her real body, a powerful force released a sharp sword energy, causing the veil covering her face to instantly shatter into pieces. Like a butterfly dancing under the sun, a peerless beauty appeared in front of Ling Xingqi's eyes.
In the audience's eyes, the mirror image of the fairy passed through Ling Xingqi's body like a gentle breeze brushing past her body, allowing her to soak in the warmth of the winter sun.
At this moment, Long Yao's figure stopped behind Ling Xingqi and once again transformed into Ding Meng's image. Ling Xingqi, on the other hand, transformed into a white light and disappeared.
System Caption: "Crazy Explosion wins!"
There was no cheering in the broadcast room at first. The fans were probably stunned by this unprecedented final attack. Then, the audience erupted:
"Wow — — —"
"Oh my god, this is awesome!"
"Ah — — Oh my god — — I'm not going home — — I'm f * cking awesome, I got to watch such a good match."
"All scum men and scum women stand up, congratulations boss for defeating the hot favorite!"
"Boss is mighty!
Boss is awesome!
Boss is invincible! "
"Forever, A Bucket of Paste, Eternal Bliss, Thin and Seven Fields!"
"Crazy Explosion boss, invincible, my idol for life!"
“666666，6666，6666！”
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In front of the screen, many people's reactions were different. Liang Yiran and the others were clapping so hard that their hands were red.
Dai Yi jumped up from the sofa. He was so excited that he spilled all the drinks on the table.
Jun Ling's face was full of envy: "Is this the essence of Ling Xian's swordsmanship?
I want to learn it, I must learn it! "
Ding Meng's eyes were red. She had never seen Madam Yu, but she had heard of her tragic past. She had just seen Madam Yu's real face. This was Mr. Yu and Madam Yu's memory. This was not the realm of martial arts, but the remembrance of the past. This was Ding Meng, this was a true victory!
In Xing Hong's VIP room, Ling Xingwen was still staring at the screen, muttering, "Impossible, impossible, how is this possible, how can he lose?"
Ling Xingqi was also teleported back. She did not look like she had lost her soul. She just stood quietly by the coffee table, deep in thought. As for what she was thinking, no one knew.
In VIP room 1, the three big shots were nodding and praising each other.
Far away in the capital of Saint Splendor, Ling Zhixing, Ling Long, and Ling Tian's faces were pale. This result was something no one had expected.
In Xing Hong's office on the top floor of the Frost Building, Transit String quietly turned off the live broadcast. She turned her office chair to face the window, her eyes calm and deep.
Beside her, Jin Xiaoyan looked at her with admiration. She really admired Transit String: "Sister String, you made the right bet again!"
Transit String smiled: "Xiaoyan, you're wrong, this is not the result I wanted."
Jin Xiaoyan was stunned: "You want Miss to win?"
Ling Xingxian smiled and said, "That's not it. It doesn't matter who wins or loses in the end. What I want is this effect. Both of them have taken out their trump cards. Only then will they be able to catch the attention of others."
Jin Xiaoyan thought: "Sister String, you're saying that Ding Meng's next match will be extremely difficult?"
Transit String nodded: "If I'm not wrong, Ding Meng will face a strong opponent in the quarter-finals."