At the same moment, Zhao Yisu's eyes were red in the ring, and his whole body was in severe pain. However, the spiritual power in his body was entangled with Yu Qingyun's wind spiritual power, and he would not let go.
From the outside, Zhao Yisu was obviously at a disadvantage. It was Yu Qingyun who wanted to kill people and output spiritual power like crazy. In fact, it was Yu Qingyun who suffered even more.
It was the first time in his life that the wind spirit power was out of his control. The strange experience made him panic in his heart, and he tried hard to get the wind spirit power back from her body. But the spiritual power in Zhao Yisu's body was not one, but two. He couldn't detect the actual reality. He only knew that the two spiritual powers formed a tightly knitted chain, locking his wind spirit power so that he could not move.
Although Zhao Yisu was suffering from the pain of spiritual power pouring into his body, Yu Qingyun could not stop. The monk's body would become very fragile without the nourishment of spiritual power. The two of them were in a dangerous situation at the moment, but if a third party appeared on the field, He can wipe out two people with just one move.
Master Kuangsha, who was guarding the ring outside, had already seen the problem and stared at the two of them: "Is anyone surrendering? To surrender, you can raise one hand to indicate surrender."
Zhao Yisu and Yu Qingyun looked at each other, with a silent contest in their eyes.
No one surrendered.
Master Kuangsha asked again louder: "Is anyone surrendering? Raise your hands quickly, don't let your obsession hurt your roots!"
The onlookers didn't understand, so they began to talk about it: "What's going on? Yu Qingyun has never hit anyone so fiercely. Is he trying to force Zhao Yisu into a desperate situation this time?"
——"Zhao Yisu is also a tough guy. He still refuses to surrender despite the pain. His courage is admirable."
——"Hey, someone should surrender quickly. Both of them are very good. Anyone injured in the ring will be a loss to our cultivation world."
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Zuoqiu didn't know when he no longer relied on the pillar. He stood up straight, his hands in his sleeves clenched tightly, and there was some tension in his eyes.
If the situation continues to be stalemate, neither of them can benefit. If the spiritual energy is infused for more than ten breaths, the damage caused will be irreversible! Seven, six, five... Zuoqiu counted down the time in his heart.
"Hiss--" A bird chirped. It was Yu Qingyun desperately cutting off the connection between the Siyi Fan and himself, so that the weapon spirit in the fan could break away from the two spiritual forces and fly into the air.
Chun Xia couldn't help but whisper: "Senior sister..." Oh no!
As long as the weapon spirit flaps its wings, it will immediately hit Zhao Yisu, giving her a fatal blow as she is imbued with spiritual power.
"Surrender!" Wang Polu shouted anxiously, even raising his hand: "Can I surrender for her?"
Before he finished speaking, the big bird on the stage rushed towards Zhao Yisu fiercely.
There was cunning in Zhao Yisu's eyes. She held Yu Qingyun's spiritual power in place. She flicked her fingertips, and the talisman light flashed under her finger, hitting the weapon spirit hard!
The weapon spirit had already seen her sonic talisman, and didn't take it seriously at all. He rushed forward bravely - but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his wings. When he came back to his senses, he had already been penetrated by the talisman's light and a blood hole had been penetrated. He completely lost his balance. Falling from high altitude.
——"What kind of talisman is that?! How can it be so powerful!"
——"Definitely not Sonic."
Zuo Qiu, who was at the side of the ring, stared at Zhao Yisu. He knew that this girl was covered with a new talisman!
When the Sonic Talisman and Fire Net Talisman spread among third-grade monks, he immediately obtained a set of talisman papers, carefully studied the talisman patterns on them, and was greatly impressed. Although he had already seen Zhao Yisu's ability to draw talismans, cracking talismans and creating original talismans were two different things.
He firmly believed that since Zhao Yisu had been silent for several years, the original talisman must have more than one set of sonic and fire nets.
Sure enough, this newly launched talisman caught the opponent by surprise. Although the speed of the talisman was not as fast as the stacking of three sonic talismans, the damage was amazing. The spirit of the weapon follows the owner, and with a fifth-grade cultivation level, a third-grade talisman can be used on a fifth-grade weapon. The penetrating injury caused to Ling's body is enough to prove Zhao Yisu's ultimate talent in drawing talismans!
No, now is not the time to think about this.
Zuoqiu watched the situation on the ring closely. Zhao Yisu and Yu Qingyun's spiritual powers were still entangled with each other, and it was about to exceed ten breaths:...Three, two, one!
Kuangsha Zhenren who was guarding the ring finally moved! He slapped his palm on the protective formation of the arena, and the strong spiritual power caused the entire protective formation to erupt with golden light. The people in the formation were immediately shrouded in a golden light. When the golden light subsided, the two of them were forcibly separated. They each leaned on a corner of the ring, adjusting their breaths with difficulty.
——"The arena has been forcibly stopped!" Someone whispered.
Wang Polu hurriedly asked: "What? Stopped? Then who wins?"
The person next to him replied: "The competition is not over yet. According to the rules of the Tianxing Arena, if the monks fall into a deadly fight and no one is willing to surrender, the guards will forcibly stop it. In fact, it is equivalent to forcibly separating the two people and giving them some It’s time to rest and recuperate spiritual power, now it’s up to you to see who recovers faster.”
Wang Polu tilted his head and saw Yu Qingyun taking back the injured weapon spirit, holding the Siyi fan and standing up again, and hurriedly shouted towards the ring: "Senior sister, get up quickly!"
——"Don't waste your efforts. Your voice cannot be heard in the protective formation, unless you have the sixth-grade cultivation level like Master Kuangsha."
Wang Polu's eyes were full of anxiety, and he could only watch Zhao Yisu sitting on the edge of the ring, trying to adjust his breathing. Opposite him, Yu Qingyun had already stood up, and he took two steps. Although he seemed very reluctant, it was better than the lifeless Zhao Yisu opposite him. On many.
Yu Qingyun used the last of his strength to blow out the Siyi Fan in his hand. After the fan flew into the air, it became huge, like Mount Tai weighing down the top. It flew above Zhao Yisu and then landed forcefully.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Yisu was suppressed by the fan and lost sight of his figure.
"Huh." Yu Qingyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knelt on one knee, and held his support on the floor to breathe hard.
The onlookers were nervous at first, but then they all relaxed after seeing the conclusion of the battle. They said: "Yu Qingyun won. There were strong winds and turbulence in the Siyi Fan. Zhao Yisu was captured before his spiritual power could be straightened out. He had no chance of winning." .Even if she insists on not surrendering, Master Kuangsha will stop it in time to avoid hurting her life."
——"Zhao Yisu challenged the fifth rank with the fourth rank, and can push the fifth rank winning streak holder Yu Qingyun to this point. Even though she lost, it is an honor."
Wang Polu also let out a long sigh: "If there is no result, I don't dare to watch it." He stroked his chest again and said jokingly: "Hey, I won a few high-grade spiritual stones."
Chunxia stared at him, jumped up and gave him a critical blow on the head.
As expected, Master Kuangsha over there had flown directly above and announced: "The winner has been decided by this point, I declare..."
The talking stopped abruptly.
That was because there was a sudden explosion on the stage, and with this explosion, countless fire rains fell from the sky and landed at the feet of Yu Qingyun, who was also at the end of his strength.
