237: Chapter 236: Copy?
The Sa Martial Arts!
237: Chapter 236: Copy?
The Sa Martial Arts!
“Shadowless seems quite confident this ti, could it be that he has found a way?”
The crowd was filled with anticipation, especially the disciples of Shadow Hall, with everyone visibly excited.
With the Autumn Trace Sword in hand, Lin Xuan slashed out, and the sword patterns rippled out like sound waves.
Within a radius of fifty ters, the sharp Sword Waves ford a spherical assault.
Hiss!
Just as Shadowless thought to get close, he was forcibly repelled by the Wind and Thunder Sword Wave.
Staggering, a look of panic crossed Shadowless’s face once again.
The surrounding disciples were also in an uproar; Lin Xuan had broken through Shadowless’s movent technique even faster than the last ti.
“What Shadowless Body Technique?
It’s nothing in front of Senior Brother Lin!” mocked the disciples from Xia Country rcilessly.
Lin Xuan chuckled lightly.
With a stab of his Wind Emperor’s Sword, which integrated a Soul Attack, he hit Shadowless so hard that the latter spat out blood.
The crowd fell silent.
It seed that Shadowless was completely no match for Lin Xuan now.
And Lin Xuan’s prestige had risen once again.
Now, Lin Xuan, Zi Ye, and Yu Fei had beco the three pillars of the competition.
Each of them maintained a victorious record, unmatched by anyone else.
Clearly, the top three belonged to them, but who would be in first place was still uncertain.
Of course, if soone were to win all eight rounds, they naturally would be the champion.
Zi Ye, being a veteran powerhouse and also possessing the strange Purple Extre Demon Pupil, had a greater reputation for winning the championship than the other two.
And the next match would push the atmosphere to the extre.
“Next up, Zi Ye versus Yu Fei!” announced the referee in a loud voice.
The battle between the three powerhouses was finally about to unfold!
Everyone’s hearts were filled with anticipation as they watched the arena with fervent eyes.
“Little beauty, just admit defeat!”
Zi Ye launched a powerful Soul Attack right from the start, his eyes flashing with Purple Light, quickly striking at Yu Fei.
Despite his arrogance, his attacks were very sharp.
“Purple Extre Demon Pupil?”
Yu Fei’s expression was cold, with blue waves of illusory sea surrounding her, layer upon layer enveloping her.
“Blue Sea Mirror!”
Spiritual Power surged, and the illusory wave in front of her suddenly beca real, forming a two-ter-high blue mirror in front of Yu Fei.
The cold light glinted, as smooth as ice.
Ding ding!
The low sound of collision rang out, like silver needles striking an icy surface.
On the blue mirror, two small holes appeared, but it did not break through.
Yu Fei stood behind the Blue Sea Mirror, her face bearing a smile.
The crowd was stunned, their minds going blank.
They hadn’t expected Zi Ye’s invincible Pupil Skill to fail!
“It’s impossible, Zi Ye’s Brother’s is a Soul Attack, how could a mirror block it?”
The people from Purple Extre Demon Palace scread loudly, unable to believe what they were seeing.
Hua Yan stood among the crowd, her face slightly pale.
She knew well of Zi Ye’s terror, but the scene before her eyes also gave her an unreal feeling.
It wasn’t just them; the elders were also exclaiming in surprise.
The elders from Rain Country, however, were stroking their beards and smiling at the fight.
Lin Xuan’s eyes flickered as he intently watched the dazzling cold mirror, his eyebrows furrowing slightly.
The fusion of Soul Power as an aid was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.
That was all he could make out at the mont.
On the arena, Zi Ye’s expression was dark, his cold eyes fixed ahead.
That previous scene had left him feeling astonished.
“To think…
it was blocked?” Waves stirred in Zi Ye’s heart.
Then, his gaze gradually hardened, and a purple glow ford a peculiar pattern, albeit a bit hazy.
“Illusion!”
Mystical patterns rotated in his eyes, carrying an indescribable force.
Zi Ye turned his gaze toward Yu Fei.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
That look penetrated the Blue Sea Mirror and imprinted itself in Yu Fei’s eyes.
In an instant, Yu Fei felt her mind wander as if her soul had entered another space.
Her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her Soul Power fought back fiercely, her teeth lightly biting the tip of her tongue.
Her body trembled slightly as Yu Fei quickly regained clarity.
“Mirror Image!”
She stretched out her hand and pressed it against the Blue Sea Mirror before her, channeling her Spiritual Power.
Hum!
Hum!
A faint glow erged on the smooth mirror surface, and a blurry figure appeared within it.
The figure was hazy like mist, but those eyes shone with Purple Light.
“Is that, Senior Brother Zi Ye?”
Despite the figure’s blurriness, mbers of the Purple Extre Demon Palace recognized it at a glance.
It had a six to seven-point resemblance to Zi Ye!
“Humph, do you think creating a figure out of illusion can resist Senior Brother Zi Ye?
So naïve!”
“Just admit defeat already!” the disciples of the Purple Extre Demon Palace jeered from below.
Lin Xuan’s brows furrowed, his eyes flashing, intently watching everything on the stage.
He sensed it was not that simple.
Indeed, the figure in the mirror moved its gaze and t the real Zi Ye’s eyes.
Hum!
An invisible force surged out, Zi Ye’s fra shook, a hint of panic appearing in his eyes.
“Impossible!
How can you use Illusion Technique!”
He was panicking, indeed panicking!
The Pupil Skill he had used was being employed by his opponent and he had almost fallen for it!
These Pupil Skills were the Absolute Skills of the Purple Extre Demon Palace, incomprehensible without the corresponding Secret Technique Heart Formulas.
Yet now, soone had forcefully executed them!
His exclamation stunned everyone.
The elders in the stands gasped in shock.
Several old mbers of the Purple Extre Demon Palace sat together, their eyes filled with deep astonishnt.
“What Martial Arts is this?
I’ve never seen it in Rain Country!”
“No wonder those old fellows from Rain Country are so composed.
They actually have such a technique.”
“Stay calm, Zi Ye is a genius of our Purple Extre Demon Palace, he can’t lose.”
“Besides, you don’t know his special trait yet?” said the elder in the center with a grave voice, “We’ve searched for many years to find soone suitable.”
Only he could unleash the full power of the Purple Extre Demon Pupil.
The countermove Yu Fei had used did astound everyone; the blue mirror seed to be a true mirror, not only reflecting images but also copying moves.
“Right, copy!” That was Lin Xuan’s impression.
“It’s sowhat similar to the Great Dragon Sword Seal,” Lin Xuan muttered softly.
The Great Dragon Sword, an Attack Saint Technique, could mimic anything, evolve everything.
He possessed a sliver of the sword seal and could simulate his opponent’s moves, though at its core, it relied on his own attributes.
The Spiritual Girl’s technique, on the other hand, was absolute copying.
“How much strength this copied Martial Arts can have compared to the original requires personal experience,” Lin Xuan was uncertain.
However, one thing was certain: its power must be formidable; otherwise, Zi Ye wouldn’t have looked the way he did.
“I seem to sense a touch of Bloodline Power,” Lord of Wine suddenly sent a telepathic ssage.
“Bloodline?” Lin Xuan was slightly startled; he had never heard of it before.
“Though weak, it is indeed the power of a Bloodline,” Lord of Wine stated after sensing.
“Unexpectedly, we can see Bloodline Power here, and it’s a very special kind.”
“Little Xuanzi, if you face him, be careful,” Lord of Wine advised.
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