Chu Cheng flew a good ten meters before landing on the ground. His arms were numb and sore.
And this was under the condition that Lan Jue had held back.
If she'd added her Discipline to Taiji, Chu Cheng wouldn't have been able to land so easily.
Still, the blow that sent Chu Cheng flying had aroused Chu Cheng's desire for battle.
The red in his eyes began to change, and an aura of death began to emanate from his body.
With Chu Cheng's feet as the center, a faint gray airflow spread out in all directions. A cold, gloomy, and deathly aura constantly bloomed in all directions.
Chu Cheng's eyes were now completely grey. His aura changed as well. Cold, deathly stillness, as if from the depths of the abyss.
Lan Jue didn't pursue him. Instead, she stood still. Her eyes flashed with a golden light, like a sea of lightning. A layer of golden light covered her body, like a suit of golden clothing.
However, not a single bolt of lightning appeared around her.
Even Lan Qing couldn't help but be impressed. To be able to use lightning as a suit of clothing, to be able to manipulate it to such a degree, Lan Jue's mastery of it was far greater than before.
One had to know that lightning was notoriously difficult to control.
The two of them, one grey, one gold, faced each other. Their auras continued to rise.
The Wine Master waved his scepter, and a silver light enveloped everyone.
Chu Cheng made the first move. He knew that when his lightning was charged, it would be even more terrifying than his Hades' Inferno.
In a flash, a series of grey shadows appeared behind him. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Lan Jue.
In Lan Jue's eyes, it was a crystalline grey.
It was as if it wanted to freeze heaven and earth.
Lan Jue lifted her right index and middle fingers.
Slowly, she drew them in front of her.
A brilliant circle of golden light formed in the air.
Chu Cheng's indomitable momentum suddenly shifted to the side. Gold and grey light crisscrossed. The two of them dodged at the same time, as if switching positions.
Lan Jue's fingers moved again, and a complete golden circle appeared in the air. Golden light shone as it gently moved Chu Cheng's body.
Chu Cheng only felt that the place he should have borrowed strength from was completely empty. The extremely uncomfortable feeling actually caused him to abruptly interrupt the combo that should have been instantly followed up.
Lan Jue's golden circle was dazzling.
However, it was like a quagmire, making him feel as if he was sinking deep into it.
Hades' Protogenia emphasized instant destruction, the line between life and death.
But in this moment, surrounded by the golden halos, Chu Cheng felt as if the line between life and death had been glued together. There was no way to separate it. It was sticky and uncomfortable.
Chu Cheng's body struggled fiercely, as if he was trying to break free from his shackles. His entire body suddenly grew a few inches taller.
As soon as he turned around.
He turned around and turned into two rays of grey light, which slashed at Lan Jue like a pair of scissors.
Lan Jue's fingers moved again.
His body also became erratic.
The attraction of thunder and lightning made him combine perfectly with Tai Chi.
The two rays of grey light disappeared in the circle, but he just took a step back.
Chu Cheng's body and sword became one. He turned into a giant grey sword and slashed down from the sky. Lan Jue drew a circle.
Chu Cheng's doppelgangers attacked from all sides.
Lan Jue drew a circle.
Rays of grey light kept flashing, and the sword intent full of destruction seemed to destroy the whole space.
However, in the golden circle, the grey light was constantly extinguished.
If Chu Cheng was a destroyer, then Lan Jue was a gluer. He kept gluing the space destroyed by Chu Cheng, gathering and melting it.
Chu Cheng attacked seventy-eight times in a row, but Lan Jue didn't fight back at all. He was passively defending.
But his defense was impeccable.
"Ding!"
Finally, Chu Cheng came to a stop. Under this kind of high-intensity, continuous attack, his Discipline was no longer able to keep up. At this point, it had dropped below thirty percent.
The fight with Lan Jue had been too painful for him. Lan Jue's style was different from before, and he didn't want to fight him head-on. But the rings kept him from stopping, because if he did, he'd be sucked into them.
"I …" Chu Cheng planned to admit defeat. Lan Jue was still breathing, but he had consumed too much energy.
Unfortunately, Lan Jue didn't give him the chance. Her sword fingers flashed with golden light, and a golden circle trapped Chu Cheng.
Chu Cheng hurriedly braced himself to deal with it.
But as the saying goes, the first spurt of energy, the second is weak, and the third is exhausted. His energy reserves were almost depleted, but Lan Jue's strange circle was still as strong as ever. Trying to escape it would be harder than scaling the heavens.
Chu Cheng's energy was gradually depleted, and his body unconsciously began to spin with Lan Jue's circle. It was as if he had fallen into a swamp, and he was dizzy.
As the energy in his body was drained, he couldn't control his body anymore.
Lan Jue pointed in a direction and made a circle, and Chu Cheng suddenly spun like a top. That look was as strange as it could be.
The golden light in Lan Jue's eyes gradually faded, and the pulling aura that permeated the sparring ring calmed down.
At this time, there was a shocked look in the distance.
Even Lan Qing and Huali, who were most familiar with Lan Jue, were shocked at this time.
Although they guessed that Lan Jue, who was the champion of the Arcanist Tournament, had a higher chance of winning, they didn't expect her to win in such a way.
From the beginning to the end, Chu Cheng was led by the nose by Lan Jue.
Although the two of them didn't completely break out their strongest attack, nor did they use the power of law, the content of the battle just now was extremely high.
Lan Jue didn't attack from the beginning to the end, but his watertight defense was more wonderful than his attack. It seemed to be a little slow, but in fact, being able to defend to such an extent under the attack of Chu Cheng's Hell King Sword can be said to be amazing.
Lan Jue retracted his hand and stood tall, like a towering mountain. His entire being exuded a strange aura and charisma.
The rotating airflow that permeated the air was pulled by him like rivers flowing into the sea.
Chu Cheng spun for a full seven or eight seconds before he gradually stabilized his body. He swayed and finally sat on the ground, his face pale.
Lan Jue hurried to his side. He wrapped his hands around the man's back and patted him on the back.
Chu Cheng's body shook, and only then did he recover a little.
"Damn, what method did you use just now, it's so disgusting!" Chu Cheng said angrily as soon as he woke up.
Lan Jue: "A sword technique that specializes in defense."
Chu Cheng said with a face full of disgust: "I'm not going to spar with you anymore.
It's too uncomfortable.
I'd rather fight head-on, even if I get hurt, it's much more comfortable than this.
Boss, look at your brother, he actually secretly practiced such a disgusting move, you should quickly punish him! "
Lan Qing looked at Lan Jue and said lightly: "Do you want to rest?" Seeing that Lan Jue has made such great progress in ancient martial arts, how could he not be excited?
Lan Jue shook his head and said: "There's no need to rest, but I need a sword."
"Okay." Lan Qing nodded.
At this time, Roxanne suddenly called out: "Little Jue."
"Godmother." Lan Jue said respectfully.
He had to address his brother in the same way.
In his heart, he was a little afraid of this crazy godmother.
Roxanne smiled slightly. "Your Taiji sword is quite nice to use. It's lighter than Bupang's, but not as heavy as his, and it's a little lacking in momentum.
From light to heavy, you can slowly experience the process. "
Lan Jue's eyes lit up. "Thank you, godmother."
Lan Qing had already walked to the center of the arena, and Lan Jue waved at Xiu Xiu.
Xiu Xiu smiled and walked quickly to his side. The tip of her foot touched the ground lightly, and a layer of silver light immediately emitted from her body. She jumped up, and in the next instant, she had already transformed into a silver longsword, the hilt landing right in front of Lan Jue.
Lan Jue grasped the hilt of the sword, and the golden light reappeared on her body. In a flash, she rushed toward Lan Qing.
Lan Qing's face was as calm as an ancient well. He retracted his right hand in front of his chest, and then slowly pushed it out.
In an instant, he vividly displayed the word "majestic".
This push of his palm instantly gave everyone a feeling of silence, as if all the airflow in the arena had become quiet.
Facing Lan Qing, Lan Jue suddenly felt that he was completely different from the previous Chu Cheng.
If Chu Cheng was a volcano that could erupt at any time, then Lan Qing was like the night sky that fell from the sky.
That kind of pressure was on a completely different level.
Lan Jue held Xiu Xiu's Shura Sacred Sword in his hand, and with a point of his sword, it turned into an arc again. However, he was shocked to find that his sword could not bring up any airflow.
All the airflow seemed to be swallowed up by Lan Qing's palm.
Only then did Lan Jue understand that Lan Qing's understanding of the Prajna Divine Art had already reached the realm where he could integrate it with his own special ability.
However, his reaction was also very fast. In the previous competition, he had constantly exchanged blows with the strong, and this had greatly increased Lan Jue's combat experience.
The golden light of the Shura Sacred Sword in his hand swallowed, and the golden lightning turned into a solid sword light that still turned into an arc in the air. This time, his sword was no longer light and agile, but it became heavy.
"Pfft!"
Lan Qing's palm hit the air, and Lan Jue's body trembled slightly. The circle drawn by the Shura Sacred Sword suddenly became a little incomplete.
Lan Qing's palm instantly clenched into a fist, and he rushed forward again, exploding with one-inch punch.
There was an ear-piercing explosion in the air, and a ball of green energy with a diameter of half a meter turned into the shape of a fist, and it directly bombarded Lan Jue who was dozens of meters away.
The Shura Sacred Sword in Lan Jue's hand suddenly became faster, and golden circles were drawn one after another. When the green fist light flew over, a golden electric net formed by the circles immediately carried it.
The green fist light suddenly exploded, and it actually turned into an incomparably condensed tornado just like that.
It disrupted Lan Jue's golden sword light — —
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(To be continued …)