Violent Dan Zun

Chapter 6479: Intertwined figures

 Lin Yuting's body trembled slightly, and her spiritual energy gathered to the limit, forming a powerful spiritual energy storm and hitting Chen Xuan. Chen Xuan condensed a golden sword rain and collided with the spiritual energy storm.

Huge energy burst out, sword light and spiritual energy intertwined, and the entire competition venue seemed to be caught in a violent storm. The two figures on the stage kept flickering in the intersection of this energy, and every wave seemed to tear apart the space.

The audience cheered one after another, and the scene was very lively.

 The battle entered the final stage. Lin Yuting's spiritual power gradually dissipated, and her breathing was rapid and a little sleepy. However, her eyes shone with determination, as if telling herself that she would not give up easily.

 Chen Xuan's sword moves became more and more fierce, his sword skills were unpredictable, and every swing of his sword contained his cultivation and confidence. There was a hint of appreciation in his eyes, and he actually felt a sense of respect for Lin Yuting's performance.

"Yes, you have used your spiritual power quite well." Chen Xuan's voice reached Lin Yuting's ears, and his sword moves slightly slowed down, giving her some time to breathe.

Lin Yuting nodded slightly, her eyes shining with perseverance through the sweat on her forehead. She knew she had reached her limit, but she didn't want to give in easily. She clenched the sword in her hand, gathered her last spiritual power, and launched another attack.

 Chen Xuan met her attack, his sword light flashed, and every time he swung his sword, he was in a precise position to meet the enemy's attack. Feeling Lin Yuting's persistence and efforts, he couldn't help but feel a hint of admiration in his heart.

"You are a good opponent, but the game must be decided." Chen Xuan's voice came to Lin Yuting's ears again,

Lin Yuting clenched her teeth, her body trembled slightly, and then suddenly, a bright light bloomed between her eyebrows. Her spiritual power reached its peak at this moment, forming a powerful spiritual storm.

The storm swept out, and Lin Yuting's figure seemed to blend into it, and her sword moves became more fierce and sharp. Her attack carried the power of a storm, like a violent storm, unstoppable.

 Chen Xuan felt the strong pressure from Lin Yuting. His brows furrowed slightly, but he did not flinch. His sword moves faced the difficulties in the storm. The sword light and spiritual power merged, and the scene became more and more intense.

"Okay, you really have some skills!" Chen Xuan's voice contained a hint of appreciation, and his swordsmanship became more agile, as if blending with the storm.

 His figure moved in the battlefield, nimbly avoiding Lin Yuting's attack.

The counter-battle launched at the same time has entered a fierce stage. Every swing of the sword by the two men has infinite power, and every confrontation arouses dazzling light. The audience in the audience almost held their breath. They watched intently, as if they wanted to engrav this moment in their hearts forever.

 Finally, in a confrontation.

Lin Yuting's spiritual power gradually faded away, her body was shaky and she could no longer continue fighting. The moment her sword hit the ground, Chen Xuan immediately stopped attacking and his sword returned to its scabbard.

Lin Yuting stood there helplessly, her forehead was covered with sweat, but there was no regret in her eyes. She smiled slightly and nodded towards Chen Xuan to admit defeat.

 Chen Xuan walked up to her, stretched out his hand, and gently helped her up. There was respect and appreciation in his eyes. He was not happy because of his opponent's failure. On the contrary, he felt a resonance.

"You performed very well, Lin Yuting." Chen Xuan's voice was gentle and sincere, and he said to her with a smile.

 Lin Yuting's face showed a hint of surprise. She did not expect Chen Xuan to treat her like this.

 But she quickly regained her composure, she smiled and nodded: "Thank you for the compliment, Chen Xuan."

 Chen Xuan didn't say much. He knew that in this game, both of them deserved respect no matter they won or lost.

 He turned around, nodded to the audience, and then left the fighting venue.

 At the beginning of the next game, two players stood in the middle of the competition venue, the atmosphere was tense and full of anticipation. They are Lei Feng and Yan Ying respectively. Both of them are top geniuses in the sect. Their duel will undoubtedly cause a climax.

Leifeng is tall and burly, exuding a powerful aura. His eyes were electric and sharp, and he seemed to be able to understand everything. He held a long sword in his hand, and the sword's blade flashed with electric light and looked very sharp.

Yan Ying is relatively short, but his eyes reveal a fiery determination. His body was filled with blazing flames, like an active flame. He clasped his hands together, and a fiery spiritual energy emerged from him.

 At the beginning of the competition, Lei Feng quickly swung his sword, the sword glowed like lightning, and slashed towards Yanying. Yanying did not retreat. He moved his body and turned into a blazing fireball, preparing to resist the thunder wind's attack. The sword light and the fireball collided in mid-air, making a loud noise. Flames and lightning intertwined to form a brilliant ray of light. Both of them were fighting with all their strength, and the scene was extremely intense.

Leifeng's swordsmanship is sharp and fast. He constantly changes the angle and rhythm of his attacks, making Yanying unpredictable. Yanying continued to use spiritual attacks, and the flames changed unpredictably under his control, sometimes condensing into blades, and sometimes turning into fire dragons.

 The battle lasted for a while and the scene was extremely fierce. Everyone watching the battle nervously watched the competition venue, and every attack aroused exclamation and admiration from the audience.

Chen Xuan stood in the audience, watching the battle intently. He could feel the powerful spiritual energy erupting from Lei Feng and Yan Ying, which was the result of their years of practice. He couldn't help but feel a sense of respect in his heart. It was not easy to achieve such strength.

 The battle changed in an instant. Lei Feng's sword skills became more and more fierce, and Yan Ying's flame attack became more fiery. The two are equally matched in strength, and the audience cannot predict the outcome.

 The two of them were going back and forth, and the spiritual energy between them was surging like a tidal wave. Lei Feng's fists were as powerful as thunder, while Yanying's palms were like dancing flames, each blow exuding scorching heat. The audience held their breath and watched this fierce duel nervously.

Leifeng suddenly let out a roar, and a powerful force of thunder and lightning suddenly emerged from his body. His fists became more powerful, and every blow seemed to contain the power of thunder. Yanying's complexion changed slightly, and he could feel the power of Lei Feng becoming stronger.

Not to be outdone, Yanying shook his body, and the flames around him instantly rose up, forming a flame shield to block the thunder wind's attack. Then, his palm technique suddenly changed, becoming violent and sharp, each palm carrying scorching flames, as if it was about to turn the thunder and wind into ashes.

Leifeng snorted coldly, and the power of thunder and lightning on his body became stronger and stronger, as if he had become an insurmountable thunder and lightning fortress. He waved his fists, and the power of thunder condensed into streaks of lightning, roaring like a thunder dragon. Yanying's face was solemn, and he knew that Lei Feng's strength at this moment had reached a shocking level.

 The battle has entered a fierce stage. The moves of Lei Feng and Yan Ying are as fast as lightning and flint, and each blow is full of destructive power. The audience held their breath, they could feel the spiritual energy on the field surging, as if it was about to tear the entire arena apart.

 Suddenly, Lei Feng's fists turned into two thunder and lightning, intertwined to form a huge thunder fist. He roared angrily and slammed the thunder fist towards Yanying. Yanying's face darkened, and the flames all over his body burned to the limit, turning into a huge fireball that collided with the Thunder Fist.

There was a loud bang.

 The power of thunder and lightning from the thunder wind and the power of flames from the flames merged, causing a dazzling light. Fire and electricity intertwined, and sparks flew everywhere, forming a fiery and bright scene. The audience was amazed. They could feel the power surging on the field, as if it could shake the heaven and the earth.

Leifeng's fists became more and more fierce, and his body seemed to turn into a thunder and lightning storm, sweeping over him. And Yanying's palms became sharper, with flames surrounding his palms, and every blow carried a blazing temperature.

 The battle was extremely fierce, and every collision triggered a surge of spiritual power. Thunder and lightning intertwined with flames in the air, forming a brilliant curtain of light that illuminated the entire arena as bright as day.

 Unconsciously, the figures of Lei Feng and Yan Ying became increasingly blurred, and their speed was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish them.

Their fists and palms alternated in turns, and each other's strength was almost the same.

The thunder wind roared, and thunder and lightning surged around his body, forming streaks of thunder, like the God of Thunder coming to the world.

He waved his fists, and the power of thunder gathered into an earth-shattering thunder fist, which struck hard towards Yanying.

A trace of determination flashed in Yanying's eyes, and his body burned with an even hotter flame, as if it was going to burn the entire world. His palm techniques became more violent, and each palm seemed to be a tornado of flames, surrounding the Thunder Fist.

 Thunder and lightning blended with flames, bursting out with dazzling light. There was a loud bang, and the power on the field surged, forming a terrifying shock wave that shook the surrounding air. The audience had to close their eyes to avoid being swept up in this force.

When the light gradually dissipated, Lei Feng and Yan Ying on the field took a few steps back respectively, and the figures of both sides were somewhat illusory. However, their faces were filled with determined expressions, as if the battle just now did not determine the winner or loser for them.

 The audience fell into a brief silence, and then burst into a round of applause.

 Finally, after fierce competition and arduous struggle, Lei Feng, Yan Ying and other disciples were qualified to enter the inner sect. They stood in the competition arena, exuding exhaustion and perseverance, and their faces were filled with a trace of excitement that was difficult to conceal.

 (End of this chapter)