"Retreat!"
Ge Song's expression changed as he waved his hand at the young masters around him.
Following his loud roar, the people around him immediately woke up from the illusion.
They did not dare to delay and hurriedly retreated to the Ice Snow Warship.
Before the Divine Weapon was drawn, the attack had already begun.
What a terrifying Divine Soul attack!
The young masters looked at the Ghost Hand Divine Weapon with fear.
The other onlookers also circulated their Divine Soul power to resist the effect.
Ge Song slowly drew out a three-foot-long Ice Crystal Divine Sword.
He adjusted his aura and roared, "Kill!"
Swoosh!
With a flash of white light, the entire space was suddenly covered in snow. The sky was filled with snow and instantly covered the faintly discernible Ghost Face.
At the same time, countless Inch Ice Snow Swords with chilling intent shot towards Hei Zhi.
"Explode!"
Seeing this, Hei Zhi was shocked. With a wave of his Black Iron Hand, the Ghost Face that was covered in snow and ice immediately exploded, turning into tadpole-like ghosts that charged towards the countless Ice Snow Swords.
Clang clang clang …
A series of collisions rang out in the sky.
"Brilliant!"
Seeing this beautiful scene, many prodigies cheered excitedly.
But there were also some prodigies who were disdainful.
"Flashy but useless. Unnecessary!"
Ge Song and Hei Zhi did not pay attention to the words of the people around them.
They did not stop as they focused on swinging their claws and stabbing their swords.
Clang clang clang clang …
The two of them officially engaged in close combat.
Ten minutes later, Ge Song became more and more courageous while Hei Zhi became more and more fearful.
He used all his techniques and had three chances to injure Ge Song, but Ge Song managed to dodge them all.
Ge Song seemed to have been reborn every time he turned misfortune into blessings. His attacks also became more powerful.
Moreover, he became more and more familiar with his moves.
"Haha!
Take another strike from me! "
Ge Song's eyes became brighter.
This was a real battle. In the past, when he fought with those young masters, it was usually a battle to the death.
But now, to him, every move of Hei Zhi was taking his life. He was constantly on the brink of death.
If he was not careful, he would either die or be injured.
Ge Song was growing every minute and every second. After all, his foundation was firm, and his realm was also higher by a small level. Therefore, Hei Zhi was gradually showing signs of defeat.
With a clang, the black plant was knocked back several hundred meters.
His hands were numb and he almost threw the Black Iron Claw away.
His expression was also extremely ugly. Just a moment ago, he was still arrogantly looking down on Ge Song and had once held the upper hand. But after ten minutes, the situation had taken a turn for the worse, and he was now in a disadvantageous position.
As a prodigy of the Black Demon Clan, although his ranking was not very high, he had been on the Prodigy Roll for many years and had rich combat experience.
But at this moment, he was being suppressed by a brat who had just come out of the woodwork. His face was a little embarrassed.
The other prodigies of the Black Demon Race also put away their arrogance and cheered for Hei Zhi.
Seeing that Ge Song had the upper hand, the hundred or so young masters from the north all roared loudly as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
"Big Brother Ge Song, hit him with all your might! Beat him until his face is blooming!"
"Big Brother Ge Song, you don't have to give me face. Fuck him!"
"Yes, beat him up until his mother can't recognize him!"
"Damn it, how dare you be so unreasonable with your grandfathers. Beat your face until it's bloody!"
"Pooh!
You even used the warship to hit us. Are you looking for sh * t? "
"..."
The group of young masters cursed and swore, and their words shocked everyone. Instantly, the surrounding prodigies were dumbfounded.
This … this was a group of bandits!
Many young masters who were dressed neatly revealed their true colors. Their sleeves were rolled up, and their clothes were unbuttoned. They stepped on the side of the warship with one foot and drank wine at the same time.
Valiant!
Really valiant!
The surrounding prodigies had always maintained their status and were especially polite. When had they ever cursed and swore?
Ge Song was also interested. With a tearing sound, he tore off his silver silk robe and threw it into the air.
Revealing a black outfit underneath, he did not look like a young master at all. He was clearly a bandit blocking the way.
"Hehe!
Now it's my turn to teach you a lesson, you son of a b * tch! "
With a shake of his Ice Crystal Divine Sword, Ge Song roared and charged over.
Ge Song's appearance instantly shocked a large group of people.
Hei Zhi was so angry that his face turned red. He gritted his teeth so hard that they made cracking sounds.
"You … brat, watch your mouth. How can you scold others!"
Hei Zhi only knew how to mock others. He did not know how to scold others. He wanted to retort, but he did not know what to say.
"So what if I scold you, you son of a b * tch!"
A cold light flashed, and with a tearing sound, a long tear appeared on the angry Hei Zhi's robe.
With a roar, the surrounding prodigies who were watching the show all laughed.
They had never seen such a unique battle before. It was especially novel.
They did not expect to fight in such a way. It was really fun!
When the other prodigies of the Black Demon Race saw that the other party's aura was getting stronger and stronger, they did not want to be outdone.
"You bunch of uneducated sons of a b * tch..."
Hei Zhi and Ge Song were engaged in an intense battle. The two groups behind them were engaged in a war of words. For a moment, swords flashed and spit flew. What a lively scene.
Ge Song and the rest grew up in a tough environment. Scolding others and fighting were common.
Words flew out of their mouths. They were all in a set. There were many people from the Black Demon Race, but they were not good with words. Soon, they were suppressed by these wolf-like young masters.
And Hei Zhi was already injured. His chest and back were stabbed twice. Fresh blood had already soaked his clothes.
Ge Song took the opportunity to pursue. The Ice Crystal Divine Sword flashed and suddenly left his hand. Its target was Hei Zhi's heart!
But at this moment, a shout rang out.
"Enough!"
Swoosh!
A cold light blocked Ge Song's sword that was piercing towards Hei Zhi's heart.
Hei Zhi's face was pale. He looked at Ge Song, who was retreating, with lingering fear.
Just half an inch. Even if Hei Zhi did not die, he would have to recuperate for a period of time. He would not be able to participate in the Prodigy Competition.
"Thank you for saving me, Big Brother!"
A black figure appeared in front of Hei Zhi. Hei Zhi immediately bowed.
"Back down!"
The black-robed man said indifferently with his hands behind his back.
Hei Zhi turned around and flew back to the battleship in shame.
The black-robed man was their Big Brother, Hei San Dao. He was ranked 62nd on the Prodigy Roll. He was also a well-known figure.
"Ge Song, I will give you two options. First, all of you kneel down and kowtow to our Black Demon Race and apologize.
Second, die under my blade! "
Hei San Dao did not look at Ge Song. Instead, he looked at Zhang Xing, who was sitting on the deck of the battleship.
He felt that Zhang Xing, who had his eyes closed, was very dangerous. If he did not see it with his own eyes, he would not even be able to sense Zhang Xing's existence.
What kind of concept was this?
Even Xiu Wu Jian, who was ranked 10th on the Prodigy Roll, did not make him feel this way.
But he could not rule out the fact that there was a concealment array on the battleship.
A group of ruffians from the north with such powerful strength. This piqued his curiosity.
All these years, the hundreds of races in the north had been keeping a low profile.
Other than the Human Race's Princess Huarong, the Witchcraft Sect's Divine Wind Guardian, and seven or eight other people on the Prodigy Roll, the other sects were not doing well.
He seemed to have some impression of the Ice Snow Sect. However, he knew nothing about their disciples.
This group of bandit-like youths did not have weak auras. Obviously, they were not ordinary people.
Could it be that they were the hidden elite disciples of the Ice Snow Sect? Were they here to amaze everyone?