Song Yu tried his best to suppress the crazy jealousy in his heart and gradually closed his eyes. A few seconds later, he opened his eyes again. His eyes were once again haughty as he looked at Yang Dingtian, who had landed in front of him.
"Yang Dingtian, originally you didn't have the qualifications to fight with me. But Master wanted to punish your arrogance. And I'm the most useless disciple of Master, so I'll punish you."
Song Yu said indifferently: "But fighting with you really made me lose face. Even if I win, I'm afraid I'll become the laughing stock of the senior brothers. So …"
Song Yu slowly pulled out his sword.
His sword was like autumn water, crystal clear.
And it was something Yang Dingtian had never seen before.
Yang Dingtian recognized at a glance that this was a soul sword forged with Profound Ice Cold Jade.
And the most important thing was that this was no longer a fledgling sword, but a real soul sword.
That's right, it was a real soul sword forged with Profound Fire, Profound Ice Cold Jade, and a fledgling sword.
The difference between a soul sword and a fledgling sword was like heaven and earth.
A mere fledgling sword was already so powerful, let alone a soul sword.
One had to know that even Dongfang Bingling was only a fledgling sword and had not been forged into a soul sword.
And Song Yu actually had a soul sword. It seemed that having the Netherworld Sea as his backer was indeed amazing.
Of course, having a soul sword did not mean that one could refine a sword soul.
In fact, it was already considered amazing to have one out of ten soul swords refined into a sword soul.
And it was unknown whether the soul sword in Song Yu's hand had Profound Vein Essence and Sea Spirit Crystal.
However, even if there was no Profound Vein Essence and Sea Spirit Crystal, a soul sword was still a soul sword. A fledgling sword could not be compared to it.
Yang Dingtian could almost conclude that excluding the other young disciples of the Netherworld Sea.
Among the many young experts in the world, Song Yu should be the first to have a soul sword.
Having a soul sword also meant that Song Yu had a Profound Fire.
Yang Dingtian sighed again. Having a good backer was really good.
Dongfang Bingling was a descendant of the Yin-Yang school, yet she had risked her life for a Mystic Flame. Song Yu, on the other hand, had silently obtained a Mystic Flame.
An otherworldly force like the Netherworld Sea was indeed powerful to the point of making people fearful.
…
Song Yu drew a circle with the soul sword on the beach, a circle with a diameter of about two meters.
This circle was formed by the blue light, and Song Yu was standing in the middle of this circle.
"If I fight with you, even if I win, I will be laughed at by others. So no matter what method you use, as long as you can force me out of this circle, it will be your win. You can take Ximen Yanyan and leave." Song Yu indifferently said.
It seemed that he was really angry.
Yanyan's intimate actions hurt him deeply.
Therefore, he wanted to use this method to ruthlessly trample on Yang Dingtian.
"If you can't even do this, then don't talk big. Don't play to the gallery. Obediently stay in my Netherworld Sea and be the lowest servant." Song Yu coldly shouted. Immediately, the blue circle began to burn fiercely.
Yang Dingtian's face turned cold, and also slowly drew out his youngling sword.
At this moment, Ah Chou did not make any concealment. It was completely black like an iron rod. Immediately, the beauties of the Netherworld Sea who were watching the battle could not help but laugh.
Yang Dingtian's treasure sword compared to Song Yu's was like heaven and earth.
Without any nonsense, Yang Dingtian wielded Ah Chou's youngling sword, and like a gust of wind, he charged in.
He directly charged into the circle drawn by Song Yu.
"Kill … …"
A ferocious sword directly slashed towards Song Yu.
Without any fanciful moves, it was a solid slash.
Song Yu was startled, and then revealed a disdainful sneer.
To actually go against his soul sword, he was simply courting death. The only result was that ugly iron rod would be directly cut in half.
Seeing Yang Dingtian's ugly sword slashing towards him, Song Yu's right hand lightly swung his sword, and directly met with Yang Dingtian.
"Bang … …"
A loud sound echoed.
A blue ray of light and a red ray of light fiercely burst out, like two lightning bolts fiercely streaking across the sky.
Yang Dingtian previously repeatedly said that he wanted Yanyan to find many beauties to watch. Yanyan also intimately teased Yang Dingtian to provoke Song Yu, as if Yang Dingtian wanted to take advantage of this battle to play tricks.
But in reality, when the battle really started, Yang Dingtian chose the collision of iron and blood. The most direct, most rigid, most dangerous and most disadvantageous collision.
Without a doubt, Yang Dingtian was also proud.
When the battle really started, even if Song Yu was a sixth grade Revered Martial Artist, he was fearless and directly used the collision of iron and blood.
"Pfff … …"
Yang Dingtian's body fiercely retreated, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He only stopped after retreating a few dozen meters.
Yanyan's beautiful eyes suddenly widened, but she clenched her jade teeth and did not make any sound.
In the initial battle, it was obvious that Yang Dingtian was at a disadvantage.
However, the one who was shocked was Song Yu herself.
Although Song Yu looked disdainful towards Yang Dingtian on the surface, in her heart, she valued him very much.
After all, more than a year ago, Yang Dingtian was only a Xuan Martial Artist. A year later, although she was not clear about Yang Dingtian's cultivation.
But in her heart, she knew that Yang Dingtian's breakthrough was extremely shocking.
Facing such a talented opponent, if she really looked down on him, then she would be completely stupid.
But even so, this Yang Dingtian was at most a Martial Ancestor Realm.
Facing her move just now, the only result was that his Xuan Meridians were destroyed, and he would completely lose the ability to fight again.
But the current Yang Dingtian, had only retreated a few dozen meters and spat out a mouthful of blood.
What made Song Yu even more shocked was that the weapon in her hand was a Soul Sword.
And the opponent was holding an ugly iron rod. Of course, she knew that this iron rod was definitely not an ordinary iron rod, and was also a very powerful weapon.
But facing her own Soul Sword, the only outcome was that it would definitely be cut in half and completely destroyed.
However, in reality, the iron rod in Yang Dingtian's hand did not have any trace of damage.
Of course, the Soul Sword in Song Yu's hand was also intact.
Song Yu let out a light breath and spoke unhurriedly, "Yang Dingtian, your strength is truly far beyond my imagination."
Yang Dingtian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and did not reply.
"But so what, even if you surprised me, you still don't have the qualifications to be my opponent. You still can't make me leave this circle, not even half a step." Song Yu sneered.
Yang Dingtian still did not reply, after slightly adjusting his breathing, the youngling sword in his hand madly waved, and like lightning, once again rushed into Song Yu's circle.
"Swish Swish Swish Swish …"
Yang Dingtian's sword was like lightning, incomparably fast and mystical.
Pig Slaying Sword Art. That's right, it was the no.1 sword art in the world, the Pig Slaying Sword Art.
Previously, when he fought with Dugu Fengwu, he also used the Pig Slaying Sword Art, and it was still the most mystical sword art.
But his speed was not as fast as Dugu Fengwu, and his mystic qi was not as strong as the demon woman. Therefore, he was completely in the state of being slaughtered and unable to retaliate.
If it wasn't for Dugu Fengwu suddenly losing all her mystic qi, Yang Dingtian would have been chopped into pieces.
Logically speaking, this should be a nightmare-like memory, and it should make Yang Dingtian not dare to engage in close combat and use the Pig Slaying Sword Art.
Especially when Song Yu was much stronger than Dugu Fengwu.
However, Yang Dingtian had to wake up from where he had a nightmare.
He still chose to use the most dangerous combat method because he wanted to prove that the Pig Slaying Sword Art was still formidable.
As long as his cultivation was strong enough, the Pig Slaying Sword Art was still terrifying.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Dingtian brandished a few thousand swords!
Song Yu was completely enveloped in the mystical sword net.
The more he fought, the more appalled Song Yu got!
Yang Dingtian's sword art was unprecedentedly formidable and mystical.
Especially in this world that didn't pay attention to moves, Yang Dingtian's sword art was simply breathtaking.
Of course, he could still deal with it.
Even though Yang Dingtian's sword art was incisive and mystical, Song Yu's speed was fast enough, and his mystic qi was strong enough.
Yang Dingtian's mystical sword art was completely unable to injure Song Yu.
But as long as Yang Dingtian was only two or three levels weaker than Song Yu, when Yang Dingtian used this set of sword art to engage in close combat, it was unknown who would be the victor.
At this moment, there was something that Song Yu couldn't understand.
What was the meaning of Yang Dingtian's fighting style?
This fighting style was the most disadvantageous and dangerous for Yang Dingtian.
Because in every clash of swords, Yang Dingtian would suffer tremendous damage. In fact, after every ten moves, Yang Dingtian would vomit blood.
Why would Yang Dingtian choose such a foolish fighting style?
…
That's right, Yang Dingtian chose the most foolish fighting style.
He seemed to have forgotten that he possessed the eighth-grade Devil Flame Saber Art and the Mystic Flame.
He didn't use any of these trump cards, and he didn't even use the Yin Yang Qi Transformation Technique. He was just forcefully enduring Song Yu's attacks.
He only had one goal, and that was to test himself.
In the most difficult actual combat, he wanted to test how much damage he could endure.
Also, in the previous battle with Dugu Fengwu, he was beaten to a sorry state.
He wanted to regain the confidence he had when he was at a disadvantage in this even more difficult battle.
He wanted to test how tough his Nine Yang Mystic Meridians, the modified Mystic Meridians from Naga's purple Mystic Meridians, and the golden Mystic Qi from the Naga royalty's golden Mystic Qi were after he broke through to the Martial Revered Realm. He wanted to test how tough his Sea of Qi was.
If he could withstand Song Yu's attacks in the most disadvantageous situation, then he would have a greater chance of defeating Ximen Ju in the martial contest for the City Lord's position.
Therefore, this battle was also a rehearsal for the martial contest for the City Lord's position!
Yang Dingtian treated Song Yu as his most dangerous whetstone.
Ximen Ju was very dangerous and sinister, but in terms of cultivation, he should be inferior to Song Yu.
If he could withstand Song Yu, then he would have a chance of winning against Ximen Ju, even if his cultivation was a few levels lower than Ximen Ju.
In the end, Yang Dingtian wasn't disappointed.
The modified Mystic Meridians and the transformed Sea of Qi from the golden Mystic Qi were much stronger and tougher than Yang Dingtian imagined!
…
"Swish, swish, swish, swish …"
Yang Dingtian's sword was like a shooting star, completely combining the first, second, and third stages of the Pig Slaying Sword Art.
It became the most mysterious, most bizarre, and most terrifying sword art.
Immediately, the surrounding female disciples of the Netherworld Sea were mesmerized.
Their gazes gradually shifted from Song Yu to Yang Dingtian.
Although Yang Dingtian was still in a disadvantageous position at this moment.
But the one who took the initiative to attack was Yang Dingtian from beginning to end. Even if he kept on vomiting blood, he kept on attacking with all his might.
Moreover, his offensive moves were so powerful and dazzling.
"Bang …"
A loud sound echoed!
Yang Dingtian's body suddenly bounced back over a hundred meters, and then fiercely landed on the ground.
He spat out another mouthful of blood, and then wiped it off.
Just now, he used the first, second, and third stages of the Pig Slaying Sword Art to the extreme, but he still couldn't injure Song Yu, so there was no need to test it again.
…
"Yang Dingtian, your sword art is unfathomable, and it's the best I've ever seen." Song Yu said indifferently, "However, there's still no way to injure me at all.
I admit that you've made me look at you in a new light, but you've already exhausted your abilities. You have no hope in this battle! "
Yang Dingtian immediately shook his head and said, "No, Song Yu, you're wrong!
Just now, I haven't really started yet. I only used you as an opponent to hone myself and see how powerful I am. "
"What's the result?" Song Yu asked with a smile.
"The result is very good." Yang Dingtian said, "It made me full of confidence to break through you and for the future Cloud Sky City Lord's martial arts contest.
Song Yu, now I'm going to start for real. I'll use my trump card to break through your defense and take Yanyan out of this prison of the Netherworld Sea. "
"Hahahaha …" Song Yu sneered and said, "Yang Dingtian, I've already begun to look at you seriously, but you just made me look down on you.
You want to surpass me, dream on! "
With a fierce roar, a blue flame suddenly soared into the sky.
The blazing blue Mystic Fire completely enveloped Song Yu from top to bottom.
"Is that so?
Then let's try. "Yang Dingtian opened his palm.
A beautiful red flame suddenly rose into the sky.
This was the Million Spirit Demonic Fire!
Next was the real fatal battle, the battle of the Mystic Fire!