Every time Zhang Tianlai took a step forward, the ice beneath his feet dissipated by a foot, and the ice cloak behind Song Yulong exploded by an inch.
When Zhang Tianlai walked two feet in front of Song Yulong, the Jibing cloak behind the latter had exploded inch by inch.
"The difference in cultivation makes this battle without any suspense. You are defeated!"
Zhang Tianlai swept away from Song Yulong's side, but Song Yulong could only look at Zhang Tianlai's back, and his body no longer obeyed his orders and he sat down on the ground.
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As a talented disciple of the Song family, Song Yulong has not awakened a special spiritual palace, but his cultivation speed is far faster than ordinary people.
At the age of twenty-nine, he had already entered the realm of Grand Mage. What shocked the Song family from top to bottom was that Song Yulong, who had just stepped into the realm of Grand Mage, actually possessed such great power in the field!
When Song Yulong first entered the Grand Mage's cultivation, he repeatedly offended the Grand Mage of the Great Wuzong because of his nosy, and he was able to escape by relying on his domain. The story began to spread in Yunan City.
When Song Yulong defeated a long-famous genius five-star martial arts master head-on without any injuries.
No one will refute his reputation as the number one genius in Yunan City.
"The talents given to me by God should be useful, but once they enter my domain, everything will be in vain." This sentence praising Song Yulong was written by a poor and embarrassed practitioner whom Song Yulong helped at that time.
Although Song Yulong was said to be nosy, all he did was help others, so this word of praise began to spread everywhere in the mouths of those who were favored by him.
After that, he made an appointment with his brothers Cai Tiehan and Tang Fengyin to go to Tianchi City, and met Yiran in a near-death battle.
Shortly after returning to the clan, he began to travel around again after recovering from his injuries.
In just over two years, he had reached the level of Seven-Star Grand Mage. This speed of cultivation could be said to be unmatched by anyone except Yi Ran.
But today he was defeated by his peers, and by a guy who had a cultivation level far beyond that of an ordinary genius simply because he had entered the King Realm.
But defeat is defeat, Song Yulong doesn't care because he is still young and he still has the opportunity to enter the king's realm.
Even if he doesn't enter the king's realm, he still believes that he can enter the spiritual realm within three years.
At that time, Song Yulong believed that he would definitely win in the battle of the same spirit level!
Song Yulong looked at Zhang Tianlai's leaving figure and thought silently, "Brother Huang, this is the end of what I can do."
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This battle, whose beginning and ending were predictable, finally came to an end. Zhang Tianlai made a few moves and arrived in front of the formation.
Zhang Tianlai used his mental power to scan the entire formation over and over again, but it was difficult to find any objects in the formation.
"Now that I'm here, this formation can disappear!" Zhang Tianlai said casually, but his words revealed a meaning that could not be refuted.
Huang Huang, Cai Tiehan, and Tang Fengyin, who were not affected by the formation, looked at Zhang Tianlai through the formation.
Although he knew that Song Yulong would be defeated, when he saw Zhang Tianlai, he still felt a little depressed.
Huang Huang clenched his fists, his eyes showing some sadness and indignation. Could it be that these geniuses are really not as good as those who have been promoted through secret realms such as the King Realm?
Outside the formation, Zhang Tianlai spread his arms and clenched his fists.
Then a layer of fire cloud appeared above the entire formation, and the bursting fire elements in the fire cloud seemed to be pouring down at any time.
Looking at the vision displayed in the sky, Zhang Tianlai showed a ferocious expression and said as if reminiscing:
"Tianjiao? It's just a show off for disciples like you from a big family. What we disciples from a small family are most worried about is this false reputation."
"If you don't reach the spiritual level, this false name is meaningless or even a burden. And if I don't have the name of Tianjiao, am I not Tianjiao?"
At this point, Zhang Tianlai clenched his right hand and brought it back to his chest.
The fire clouds in the sky became extremely condensed, like the water of a surging river, rolling endlessly.
"I entered spiritual practice at the age of twelve, entered the fourth level at the age of twenty, entered the fifth level at the age of twenty-four, and was only a hair away from the sixth level at the age of twenty-eight."
"If we follow the classification of ordinary geniuses, and I didn't enter the king realm at that time, I might have to bear the name of genius."
"How could I miss the opportunity to enter the King Realm? It's just that I am not one of those wastes who have exhausted their potential. I just want to take this opportunity to improve my cultivation level faster."
"The King's Realm is really a magical place. In just over four years, I reached the peak of the sixth level, and even entered the spiritual level when the King's Realm was about to close!"
"So when I was thirty-three years old, I had already become a spiritual being!"
"I have already left all of you far behind!"
When Zhang Tianlai said his last words, he seemed to pour out all his anger.
However, Huang Huang and others were all in shock.
They had the reputation of being a genius very early on, and they practiced with this pride and self-righteousness.
Among their peers, they are indeed at the forefront.
But as the most outstanding people among their peers, how can their goal only stay among their peers!
Huang Huang silently looked back at Yiran, a young man who had no reputation in Dongzhou and had even been unknown in Luotian Sect for more than a year.
It seems that he is the one who walks in front of everyone.
While they were carrying the name of genius and carrying the burden forward, Yi Ran, who had unparalleled talents, silently experienced life and death again and again.
Having said this, Zhang Tianlai finally stopped talking and seemed to have exhausted all his resentment.
"End it! You geniuses have long since fallen out of my sight."
After saying that, Zhang Tianlai also clenched his left hand and brought it back to his chest, and at the same time roared: "Fall, endless flames!"
The thick fire cloud finally broke through a big hole, becoming a vent for the endless fire rain.
Domain is the greatest weapon of a spirit, but as a magic spirit, the most terrifying thing is the magic that has the power to destroy the world.
Cai Tiehan and Tang Fengyin looked at the rain of fire that had begun to fall above their heads, as if they were in the secret realm of Tianchi again, facing a world that was about to collapse and facing endless destruction.
This is the terror of spiritual beings, this is the gap between the great mage and the spiritual level!
Yiran's face didn't look good either. Under Zhang Tianlai's blow, he felt a little shocked in his heart.
It turns out that as long as the power is really strong enough, all conspiracies can be ignored.
After being shocked, Yiran started to take action without hesitation.
The left hand kept pinching, and the eight people in the guide's psychedelic formation kept moving.
He held the sword in his right hand and shouted lightly: "Peach Blossom Sword, sword formation rises!"
The Peach Blossom Sword instantly transformed into sixteen and inserted into the ground, and the sword formation reappeared in the phantom formation.
As if feeling the endless pressure from the sky, the eight people who had never met before in the formation actually shot towards the sky with great tacit understanding at the same time.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
Magic and martial arts all bombarded the falling fire rain, scattering endless residual power.
Yiran no longer took the initiative to control the formation, nor did he invest new spiritual stones. The psychedelic formation was finally broken bit by bit under the residual power of the battle, and the white mist was wiped out invisible.
It was only then that the eight people discovered their cannon fodder status in this competition.
The dignified genius and the "fake genius" have not shown the slightest bit of grace they should have until now.
Even the coming end is just being used as a weapon by the opponent.
Even if there are two "pseudo geniuses" among the eight people who also work for the first line, even with this attack, he will lose eight allies who can target the third line at the same time.
But his strong self-confidence made Zhang Tianlai choose to believe in himself.
He is confident and even arrogant, believing that he alone can settle the battle.
As long as you win, it doesn't matter whether you have comrades or not.
On the contrary, taking back the magic that has been cast will consume a lot of one's magic power, which is the most unwise move.
"Stop, Zhang Tianlai, are you going to defeat us all together?"
"Stop it, this is a competition for the third generation. Are you ready to fight against the third generation alone?"
The faces of the two people who knew Zhang Tianlai for the first time were filled with various emotions such as resentment, complaint, murderous intent, etc.
On the contrary, Liu Yun used the wind barrier to protect himself with all his strength after the initial blow.
"Stop struggling, that guy is a true spiritual being. He no longer cares whether we can be his help or not."
"Now that we have become an obstacle under his magic, his only choice is to use magic to remove us."
"If we really want to target the third line together, we might as well withdraw our resistance to protect ourselves."
"If you resist this magic, you might still have a chance to continue fighting. If you can't resist it, then let this magic completely destroy this psychedelic formation and destroy the person who cast it."
After hearing what Liu Yun said, the other seven people also reacted.
This is a competition that has nothing to do with life, and they don't need to fight this magic at all.
A series of defensive magic and protective martial arts were displayed to resist the ruthless bombardment of the rain of fire.
At the same time, the fire rain finally broke through the layers of white mist in the psychedelic formation and bombarded the sword formation.
"Brother Huang, you choose the opportunity to defeat the man carrying the fire rain. I will support this magic."
As the rain of fire fell, Yiran made the final decision of this competition.
Cai Tiehan and Tang Fengyin chose to believe in Yiran without a word, just like they believed that he could stop the strongest enemy.
Huang Huang took a deep look at Yiran, the young man who had given him hope time and time again, and without any hesitation, he began to prepare for his own battle.
The falling fire rain was endless, and even if the remaining eight people in the four veins were in a defensive posture, their faces were extremely expressionless.
There was a sword formation below that acted as a shield to block them from above, and there was a rain of fire falling once, twice, three times, and they didn't know where the end point was.
After Yiran allowed the psychedelic formation to be broken, he tried his best to maintain the sword formation to resist the rain of fire that passed through the eight walls.
Little bits of fire rain continued to explode on the sword formation, turning into delicate flowers.
But everyone knows that even the flowers exploded by the rain of fire contain terrifying power.
Finally, two people began to have difficulty maintaining the magic of protecting themselves. Their bodies began to tremble, and sweat caused by exhaustion continued to break out from their foreheads and then slipped from their temples.
Yiran's eyes narrowed and he made a decision immediately, shouting "Do it!"
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