Bang! Bang! Bang!
Above the Death Battle Platform, the dull and intense clash continued to echo, as purple-red spiritual fla and starlight burst forth in radiant splendor.
"Is this kid a body cultivator?"
Mid-air, Yuan Ming's handso face slightly darkened, a cold light flashing in his eyes. With each clash, his fists felt sowhat sore and numb.
This kid's every punch carried imnse force, directly breaking through his purple fire spiritual protection.
"Hehe, Young Master Yuan, the warm-up is almost over."
In the midst of the fierce battle, Qin Yang suddenly curled his lips into a smile, his eyes showing more seriousness, as the starlight around him beca even more dazzling.
"Get down, you!"
Qin Yang shouted coldly, throwing a fierce punch towards Yuan Ming's chest with his right hand.
"Hmph."
Seeing this, Yuan Ming snorted coldly, crossing his arms before his chest, instantly forming a purple-red fire shield.
Boom!
The powerful Star Fist shattered the purple-red fire shield, and then heavily smashed onto Yuan Ming's crossed arms.
Bam!
Under the trendous force, Yuan Ming's figure descended from mid-air under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
However, as he neared the Death Battle Platform, spiritual power surged around Yuan Ming, allowing him to stand firmly on the platform, leaving a footprint pit on the solid surface.
On the viewing platforms, the Bai Family mbers watched this scene, their expressions slightly easing, each eye brightening.
"Sister Bai Shuang, Brother Qin Yang is amazing."
Bai Ruoxi slightly relaxed her tiny hand, blinking her eyes.
"Mm."
Bai Shuang nodded gently, her beautiful eyes fixed intently on the battle in mid-air, where purple-red flas and starlight collided, bursting into dazzling sparks.
"Qin Yang's strength is indeed remarkable; besides being talented in alchemy, his combat skills are strong too."
Bai Hanfeng's old eyes slightly narrowed, unable to help but voice his thoughts.
Hearing this, Bai Qingtian and others also nodded, the worry in their eyes greatly diminished.
Truthfully, they were quite concerned about Qin Yang's ability to fight Yuan Ming, since Yuan Ming was highly gifted since birth and trained with the full resources of the Yuan Family.
Yesterday, with the Yuan Family's forced marriage proposal, the Bai Family was caught in a difficult situation, and Qin Yang had to fight on their behalf, making them quite worried.
"Hehe, Father, Elder Hanfeng, Sister Bai Shuang, watch closely, Brother Qin's strength is not limited to this."
The chubby Bai jokingly said, as he personally witnessed the defeat of Zhuo Bufan.
At the Yuan Family's viewing platform.
Yuan Ba and the others from the Yuan Family also stared intently at the battle above the Death Battle Platform, surprise flashing in their eyes.
"This outsider the Bai Family found can actually hold his own against young master Yuan Ming."
Yuan Bo, the Grand Elder, squinted slightly, speaking up.
"Hehe, this makes things interesting; otherwise, the Bai Family would be too unworthy."
Yuan Ba's rugged face slightly shifted, then he laughed, clearly having confidence in his son.
"This mysterious youth is a body cultivator, isn't he?"
"In the recent close combat, Young Master Yuan Ming seed slightly at a disadvantage."
"Such mighty physique."
"..."
From the surrounding viewing platforms, debates among many cultivators sounded, as they watched Yuan Ming standing on the platform and Qin Yang hovering in mid-air.
"The brute force is not small."
Inside his sleeve, Yuan Ming slightly flexed his sowhat numb hand, his eyes growing colder.
"Well then, seems you have so skill; otherwise, this death match would be too boring."
Yuan Ming sneered coldly, then his eyes slightly closed before reopening, a violent gleam appearing in his gaze.
The purple-red fla danced in his pupils, a fierce aura rising from Yuan Ming.
The purple-red fla surrounding him suddenly intensified, and the next mont, Yuan Ming stepped forward, standing mid-air.
"It's been so long since I faced a body cultivator. Hehe, my favorite thing is to refine body cultivators. Let show you the power of the Purple Nether Fla, and see how long your painstakingly cultivated physique can endure!"
Yuan Ming's eyes held a hint of ferocity.
Swish!
As those words fell, Yuan Ming's hands ford a seal technique, a fla mark resembling a Purple Nether Fla Beast appeared at his brow.
Boom!
The next mont, the purple-red spiritual flas within Yuan Ming surged out, covering the skies.
"Purple Fla Sea!"
With Yuan Ming's low shout, the billowing purple-red spiritual flas transford into a massive sea of fire, coloring the sky red.
The temperature within the entire Death Battle Arena rose.
"Such terrifying spiritual fla."
"No wonder Young Master Yuan Ming is fused with the Purple Nether Fla."
"A body cultivator's physique is strong, but I'm afraid it can't withstand the power of this Purple Nether Fla."
"..."
Though far from the purple-red spiritual fla, the skin of the cultivators present felt intensely hot.
"The beast fla of the Purple Nether Fla Beast is indeed much stronger than a human cultivator's spirit fire."
Qin Yang squinted slightly, just about to extinguish the fiery sea before him, but then Yuan Ming's ferocious gaze lifted, his hand technique changing.
Boom!
The massive purple-red sea of flas spread rapidly like a thunderbolt, covering a hundred yards of sky, and then enveloping the white-robed figure within.
"He's engulfed by the sea of fire!"
The crowd on the viewing platforms focused their gaze.
Gazing at Qin Yang, trapped within the Purple Fla Sea, a cold gleam flickered deep in Yuan Ming's violent eyes, his lips curling into a cold smile.
Swish!
Yuan Ming altered his spell seal, and the purple-red sea of fire covering half the sky quickly converged upon a point.
There, Qin Yang had previously stood.
"Purple Fla Furnace!"
The towering purple-red convergence rapidly transford into a colossal ten-foot-high Pill Furnace, its interior filled with the Purple Nether Fla, swallowing the white-robed figure in its fiery sea.
"Brother Qin Yang!"
Seeing Qin Yang trapped in the Purple Fla Pill Furnace, Bai Ruoxi's face changed, crying out.
The Bai Family mbers, whose expressions had previously eased, now grew tense.
It's known that Yuan Ming had refined the beast fla of a Commander Tier Purple Nether Fla Beast. While unable to unleash the full potential of the Purple Nether Fla Beast, it was still imnsely powerful.
"Is this going to be the deciding mont?"
"Trapped within the Purple Nether Fla, ordinary cultivators would struggle to contend."
"..."
Everyone on the viewing platform fixed their gaze on the Pill Furnace.
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