The body of the dark fire dragon that covers the sky is no longer as exaggerated as before, but the scorching aura it emits is no longer inferior to ordinary fire magic.
There was an aura of destruction permeating the array.
Song Yulong began to hesitate a little, whether Yiran had really reached her limit.
But what he saw was still Yiran who was standing with no bend in his back!
"believe him."
Song Yulong told himself over and over again to believe in the young man with a broken body and a broken sword.
Cai Tiehan and Tang Fengyin also looked at Yiran, just like they did before, placing all their hopes on one person.
I hope to see him defeat his opponent, even if he is bruised and bruised while his opponent is still intact and alive.
Huang Huang couldn't help but wanted to go up and help, but he was moved by the emotions of Song Yulong and the others.
Trust, hope, miracle, can Yiran really still fight?
Yiran's hair was disheveled, and his torn clothes were stained with large swaths of dust, mixed with blood, like a dead body.
The Peach Blossom Sword in his hand has been broken, and there is no energy flowing in his body. If Yiran had not been standing, the outcome of this competition would have been decided.
The dark fire dragon overhead had swooped down, but Yi Ran remained motionless, seemingly giving up resistance.
It's just that no one saw Yiran's extremely bright eyes despite being extremely embarrassed.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom..." The dark fire dragon finally pounced on Yiran.
Even though its body was less than 20% of its previous size, its head was still comparable to that of a pavilion, and it could still easily swallow Yiran.
Endless dust was blown up by the energy storm, making the entire array look like it was in a desert sandstorm.
"laugh".
Everyone who was paying attention to the place where the dark fire dragon disappeared and the place where the dust rose in their hearts did not hear this sound like a tearing of silk.
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Sand and dust slowly fell from the sky, and there was no longer any tit-for-tat fighting atmosphere in the array.
The solid dueling platform paved with spiritual materials, even with the protection of the formation plate, was not intact at all.
The fine sand and gravel fell on the ground, just like the ground plowed by old oxen, smooth and calm.
At this moment, everyone has forgotten that there is no absolute winner in this competition, only the amount of refined iron that can be plundered.
Everyone no longer cares about the result of the competition. What they care about now is who wins between Zhang Tianlai and Yi Ran.
One is a genius who has entered the realm of kings, and the other is a genius who combines the alchemist, magician, and martial arts into one.
If the two were similar in age, perhaps there would be no suspense about this battle, but if this battle happened today, it was destined to be a unique battle among the younger generation.
The dust finally returned to the ground, and the figures of the two young men in the center of the array gradually became clearer.
Zhang Tianlai was still standing, but his face was covered with dust, making it difficult to see whether his expression was ferocious or ecstatic.
Yiran finally bent his unyielding back, knelt on one knee and inserted the sword into the ground. Blood slid from the hilt along the sword's body.
If you are careful, you can even faintly see the faint golden blood oozing out of Yiran's body.
Both of them remained motionless, seemingly still in a deadlock.
However, the confrontation ended with Zhang Tianlai's words.
"How can I lose to a sixth-level guy like you? I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" Zhang Tianlai looked like he was crazy and his body began to tremble.
As his body trembled, the sand and gravel on Zhang Tianlai gradually fell away, finally revealing the horrific wound on his abdomen.
The wounds and blood were covered with sand and gravel, preventing everyone present from seeing Zhang Tianlai's injuries clearly.
Of course, the main reason is that no one has thought about how Yiran, who was at an absolute disadvantage, injured Zhang Tianlai.
Because they all know very well that only Huang Huang, Cai Tiehan, and Tang Fengyin are still capable of fighting in the formation, but all three of them are far away from the stronghold and have no chance to take action.
So no matter how unbelievable the facts were, the results told them that Yi Ran won!
At this time, Yiran didn't even have the strength to stand up. After hearing Zhang Tianlai admit defeat, he sat directly on the ground.
He took out a wine gourd from the space ring and took a deep sip of strong wine.
Although the strong liquor containing the residue of the elixir was extremely spicy, Yiran instantly felt refreshed and couldn't help but moan softly.
"Zhang Tianlai lost?"
"How could Zhang Tianlai lose!"
"Who saw what just happened!"
"What's going on? Zhang Tianlai actually thinks he has failed!"
Shocked exclamations came from the mouths of the young people watching the ceremony. They exchanged looks with each other, but could not get any answers.
Those powerful old men recalled the strange sound that sounded like tearing silk when the dark fire dragon bombarded Yiran.
Now that I think about it, something penetrated Zhang Tianlai's body when he thought he had a chance to win and lowered his guard.
But what is it?
This is the question on everyone's mind, because Yiran's wooden sword has been broken.
It was only then that they realized belatedly that the wooden sword Yiran had inserted into the ground seemed to have grown longer.
Yiran's sword is not broken!
Scenes of the battle were replayed in the minds of many old men.
Only then did they remember that six swords had been destroyed by the wall of fire, eight swords had been destroyed by the dragon's breath, and another sword was broken in Yiran's hand.
So only fifteen swords were destroyed!
All the old and powerful people present could not help but sigh deeply.
Yiran's combat experience was too terrifying. He had already started the plan and even hid it from them.
It is absolutely impossible to create something out of nothing, so they always believe that the long sword can turn into sixteen swords is just the special ability of Yiran's sword, but it is impossible for every sword to be a real existence.
Especially when the previous fourteen swords were destroyed, not a single bit of dregs remained, which illustrates this point very well.
So when they saw the long sword held by Yi Ran broken, they thought the sword was broken.
Now that the main body has been severed, the phantom handle cannot continue to exist no matter what.
But no one thought that the broken sword in Yiran's hand was still a bait thrown out to everyone.
Showing weakness to the enemy and seeking survival in a desperate situation is such a terrible mentality!
Everyone is clear about Zhang Tianlai's combat prowess. He is an out-and-out spiritual person with a solid foundation and a cultivation level that is close to the middle stage of the spiritual level.
But such a spiritual person was defeated by a young man who was more than ten years younger than him and had not yet entered the sixth level.
In fact, all of them still have many, many questions.
For example, what kind of existence is the long sword, and why can it be transformed into sixteen pieces?
For example, how Yiran manipulated the formation to trap a total of thirteen people.
For example, how strong is Yiran's body and how confident is she to withstand Zhang Tianlai's attack with her body?
But no matter how many doubts they have, they can't change the fact.
That is Yi Ran's victory, defeating the spirit person with sixth level power!
After this battle, everyone believed that Yi Ran would become famous throughout Dongzhou.
Under the influence of the medicinal power of the wine, the Vajra Body began to show its power. The broken body was covered with bruises, and a faint golden light began to appear in the flesh and blood.
Those horrifically deep wounds with visible bones have begun to repair, the muscles have begun to curl and merge, and the wounds that have not been cut have begun to scab.
Such terrifying recovery power shocked everyone again.
They finally understood why Yiran had the confidence to resist the magic of the spirit warriors, and finally understood that Yiran would be the winner in the end.
A sixth-level physical body!
This is a physique that even martial arts spirits may not possess.
So the only gap between Yi Ran and Zhang Tianlai is their cultivation.
Therefore, Yiran never launched a real attack from the beginning. Everything was just to lure Zhang Tianlai into being fooled, allowing Zhang Tianlai to continuously use extremely expensive magic to reduce the gap between the two.
Yi Ran propped up his weak and tired body, pulled out the Peach Blossom Sword and put it back into the scabbard, then walked very slowly to Zhang Tianlai's side.
After struggling to lift it up and throwing it out of the array, Zhang Tianlai was punctured in the abdomen. Excessive bleeding may lead to an accident.
This also violates the original intention of the written examination not to distinguish between life and death.
But just throwing Zhang Tianlai away, this extremely simple thing, made Yiran lose strength and sit back on the ground again.
Huang Huang, Song Yulong, Cai Tiehan, and Tang Fengyin directly displayed their elemental wings and rushed towards Yiran with all their strength.
Song Yulong helped Yiran up, his eyes filled with concern.
They would do anything for their friends, that's why they were willing to befriend Yi Ran.
That beautiful woman risked her life to block the attack for Yi Ran, and Yi Ran also tried his best for her.
From then on, they knew that Yiran was their brother.
Now this battle has made them firm up their original idea.
Huang Huang excitedly held Yiran's hand and said with excitement: "Brother, you have created a miracle!"
Yiran's face was slightly pale, but he still smiled and joked to Huang Huang: "My brother has done everything he can, but the competition is not over yet. Don't let all our efforts go to waste. "
After hearing this, Huang Huang immediately understood that this competition was not about fighting but about plundering resources.
There was still a stick of incense left, but no one except them within the array could block the way.
Continuing to plunder the resource of fine iron and redistributing the resources of the Five Meridians is the meaning of their victory.
Huang Huang nodded, and Cai Tiehan and Tang Fengyin immediately understood what Yiran meant.
Now the first line has plundered three thousand stones of refined iron resources from the fifth line, totaling one hundred and three thousand stones.
The Second Line was plundered by Huang Huang, Cai Tiehan, and Tang Fengyin for two thousand stones, and now there are still ninety-three thousand stones.
Huang Huang and the others plundered 7,000 stones of resources from the Fourth Line, and another 4,500 Stones from the Fifth Line.
Although the 4,500 stone resources plundered by the fifth lineage were intercepted by the third lineage, the 2,500 stone resources plundered for the first time were intercepted by the third lineage.
But in the end, it was the Fourth Line that suffered the most heavy losses, with only 83,500 stones of refined iron left.
Zhang Tianlai plundered 3,000 stones of fine iron from the fifth line, and another 2,000 stones from the fourth line. It was only a small loss of 1,000 stones, and the attack was 59,000 stones.
As the winner of the battle, the Third Meridian had already snatched 11,500 stones in the previous chaotic situation.
But this is not the final result. They still have a stick of incense to allocate the resources of the Five Meridians as expected.
After clarifying the idea of reallocating resources, Huang Huang led Cai Tiehan and Tang Fengyin straight to the First Line stronghold.
At this time, Yi Ran's voice came to my ears again, "Remember to compensate me for the elemental stones I consumed!"
"By the way, there's also a gourd of strong wine."
When Huang Huang heard Yiran's words, he almost tripped over the gravel under his feet.
The "hahaha" laughter of Song Yulong, Cai Tiehan, and Tang Fengyin also echoed in Huang Huang's ears at this time.
Real brothers who work hard to survive, but owe two ounces of wine and a bottle of wine.
None of them would take Yiran's words seriously, but Huang Huang would definitely give them huge gifts.
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