freenovelworld Chapter 680
Chapter 680
Elder Xu Hai had already taken his seat on the high platform on one side of the arena. Seeing Han Changkong coming, he nodded slightly, his eyes full of encouragement and expectation.
After Han Changkong saluted Elder Xu Hai with a fist, he stood in the queue of Li Ren Sect's participating disciples, quietly waiting for the competition to begin.
Not long after, a middle-aged man in a gorgeous brocade robe slowly walked to the center of the arena. He was the host of this competition and also a highly respected deacon of the Li Ren Sect.
He just pressed his hands down slightly, and a powerful wave of spiritual energy spread out, instantly quieting the noisy training ground.
"My fellow disciples from all corners of the world, today is the once-in-a-millennium Tianjiao Competition held by my Liren Sect. Coincidentally, with the participation of fifth- and sixth-level sects, it is truly a grand event.
The purpose of this competition is to exchange ideas and showcase the style of each young talent, while also allowing the various sects to understand each other and make progress together.
I believe everyone is clear about the rules. In a martial arts competition, there is no limit to the means or magic weapons, and the fight will end when the time is right. However, life and death are determined by fate, so I hope all contestants will give their all and not leave any regrets.
Now, I declare that the Tianjiao Competition officially begins!"
As the host finished speaking, there was a burst of warm cheers and applause from the audience, and the atmosphere was instantly ignited to a climax.
The next moment, two figures instantly flew onto the platform.
The atmosphere was so heavy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it.
The two powerful gods at the fifth level stood facing each other, their eyes as sharp as torches, as if they could create sparks in the air.
The man on the left is wearing a black robe and has a tall and straight figure, like a pine tree in the dark night. His name is Mo Yuan.
His hands were slightly clenched into fists, and spiritual energy slowly surged around his body. His black robe swayed gently under the slight fluctuation of spiritual energy, making rustling sounds, just like the shadow of a crow about to spread its wings in the dark night, emitting a chilling aura.
On the right is Ling Xu, dressed in white, with a stern face and eyes as deep as the abyss, as if he can see through all the mysteries of the world.
In his hand, he tightly grasped a long sword emitting a faint blue light. Spiritual patterns flickered on the sword, as if a spirit snake was winding and swimming through it. The gems inlaid on the hilt would occasionally emit a dazzling cold light, which complemented his cold temperament.
The audience in the audience could no longer contain their excitement and began to whisper to each other.
"Mo Yuan and Ling Xu are both outstanding figures among the younger generation. Today's duel is sure to be fantastic!"
"Hmph, I see that although Mo Yuan is aggressive, Ling Xu is no pushover either. Perhaps Ling Xu has some unexpected tricks to defeat him."
Mo Yuan took the lead and shouted loudly, his voice like a bell, shaking the air around the martial arts stage and causing ripples.
His figure blurred in an instant, and he rushed towards Lingxu like a black lightning. Wherever he passed, shallow footprints were left on the ground. The stone slabs around the footprints were cracked inch by inch. From the cracks, traces of spiritual power escaped and rose like smoke.
Seeing this, Ling Xu snorted coldly, his eyes showing no fear as he mocked:
"Mo Yuan, you're so reckless. Do you think you can do anything to me with your speed?"
Mo Yuan did not stop and sneered:
"Ling Xu, stop pretending to be calm. Let's see if you can still be stubborn later!"
Ling Xu gently swung the long sword in his hand, and a crescent-shaped blue sword blade flew out of the sword, like a cold moon hanging upside down in the night sky, flying towards Mo Yuan.
Wherever the sword passed, the space seemed to be cut apart, making a teeth-grinding 'sizzling' sound, as if the space was groaning in pain.
The audience below exclaimed again.
"Ling Xu's sword moves are so fierce, can Mo Yuan block them?"
"Don't worry. Judging from Mo Yuan's response, he won't be easily defeated."
Mo Yuan did not dodge. He quickly formed seals with his hands in front of him. As the seals changed, a layer of black spiritual power shield instantly appeared in front of him.