Just when Mu Bingcheng's two magic weapons were trapped in orange clouds, the grouper ants took action.
Hundreds of grouper ants lit up red spots one after another, and the rich fire attribute filled the air.
Fireball!
Each grouper ant emits a fireball the size of a fist. Perhaps the power of the fireball alone is similar to that of an ordinary spell in the middle stage of weapon refining, but there are enough of them, hundreds of them.
These hundreds of fireballs gathered together and hit Mu Bingcheng in a spectacular sight, like a super version of a meteor shower.
Mu Bingcheng's expression suddenly changed, and he instantly made the most correct choice at the moment. He immediately gave up storing energy for the treasure mirror and concentrated all his spiritual energy into the body-protecting energy.
boom! Boom boom boom!
Countless fireballs hit the shield one after another, causing Mu Bingcheng to bleed from the corner of his mouth and retreat continuously.
The body-protecting Qi was continuously impacted by the fireball, and there was a possibility of collapse at any time. Now the law enforcement elder on Mu Bingcheng's side quietly approached, preparing to take over the game if necessary. The situation on both sides had reversed.
The leader of the Ruyi Sect who had once been optimistic about Liu Yuan on the high platform smiled and nodded, while Mu Yuandi's eyes flickered on the side, wondering what he was thinking.
It seemed like a long time, but it was actually just a blink of an eye. The wave of hundreds of fireballs finally came to an end, and the intensity of the bombardment suddenly dropped.
Although the shield was shaky, it finally did not collapse. Mu Bingcheng's face had a cold green air, which was a sign of overdraft. Although the veins in his hands were bulging, his legs were shaking, and his face was distorted, he still managed to survive.
Liu Yuan's grouper ants once again lit up with red spots, and a second round of attacks was brewing.
Mu Bingcheng knew that if there was a second round of fireballs, he would not be able to withstand it. He roared and used the family's secret technique to stimulate his potential spiritual power.
After fighting for a long time, he still hadn't touched the edge of the opponent's clothes. The pride of the disciple of the family did not allow him to lose the game just like that.
All the remaining spiritual power turned into a dark blue ice dragon. Regardless of the fireball that was accumulating on Liu Yuan's side, he drove the dragon straight towards Liu Yuan, aiming at the trapped magic weapon.
The second round of fireballs didn't wait long, and came like a hundred flowers blooming. The ice dragon ignored these fireballs, flew in the opposite direction, and hit the orange cloud, scattering it in one fell swoop.
The dense fireball suddenly arrived, getting bigger and bigger in Mu Bingcheng's eyes.
And his magical weapon finally broke free. Under Mu Bingcheng's last command, it suddenly accelerated and attacked Liu Yuan.
This is the ultimate exchange of life and death.
Liu Yuan did not expect that the opponent would be so decisive. He only had time to activate the air cushion and dodge sideways. Although the ring was deflected by the air cushion and narrowly missed him, the flying fork still broke through the defense and was inserted into his left shoulder.
Mu Bingcheng was even worse, as his protective energy was easily shattered by the fireball. The remaining fireballs bombarded him one after another.
The seniors, elders and guests watching the battle on the stage were all moved.
boom!
boom!
There were two loud noises, and the two men sprayed blood and flew backwards.
The two elders quickly flew to save the people and neutralized the remaining attacking aura on their bodies.
Mu Bingcheng had fainted from his injuries, his whole body was burnt, and no part of him was intact. Liu Yuan's left shoulder was also shattered, and the raging cold force injured most of the meridians in his body.
However, it was obvious that Liu Yuan won.
He won.
This means that the top eight are certain, and he must have a place on the main peak.
Although Liu Yuan was in unbearable pain, he still roared when the law enforcement elder announced the result. The roar, accompanied by a violent cough, resounded throughout the competition field.
Once the grievances that had been suppressed for three years were released, I, Liu Yuan, won!
One day later. On the couch in the diagnosis and treatment area, Liu Yuan's breathing was steady and calm. The cold air on his body has been driven away, and he has once again received the baptism of rejuvenation.
Although the comminuted injury to the left shoulder cannot be fully recovered, the bones have been reset and are beginning to heal in a good direction under the influence of rejuvenation surgery.
Mu Bingcheng's injuries were much more serious. Like Ren Feng, he was taken to Tianxin Peak and was cared for by dedicated personnel. It is said that there is finally no danger of life.
Of course Liu Yuan would not gloat over his misfortune. He regarded Mu Bingcheng as a rare opponent, especially in the final counterattack. His resolute fighting spirit was worthy of respect. The wealthy families were not filled with flowers in a greenhouse as Liu Yuan initially suspected.
At this moment, he couldn't think about the battle with Mu Bingcheng. He has more important things on his mind: rejuvenation.
He was injured twice, and was twice subjected to high-level rejuvenation techniques by the elders of Tianxin Peak, which awakened his understanding. The spiritual seeds began to inspire his thoughts. It seemed that this rejuvenation technique had thousands of connections with the recovery drugs he had learned in the past. Inextricably linked. Even the Nine Turns of Resurrection Technique has some merits that can be verified, and it also allowed him to figure out some joints, which benefited him a lot.
At this moment, he was lying on the hospital bed, concentrating on his thoughts. The elder had just performed a rejuvenation spell, and the powerful mana was flowing in his body, repairing, activating, and sublimating the life breath in his body. Liu Yuan's comprehension was deeply immersed in it. This feeling is amazing.
Originally entering the top eight, his goal has been achieved and he should breathe a sigh of relief. However, feeling the wonder of high-level rejuvenation, he had new ideas.
…
"Are you going to participate in the next round of competition?" When Liu Yuan found the law enforcement elder, the other party's expression was very exciting, "But, with your current injury..."
"I will do what I can," Liu Yuan said without hesitation. "There is no such thing as giving up in my practice."
The eight-to-four match was held two days later. Although the shoulder injury had not had time to heal, other internal injuries were no longer a problem with the help of Liu Yuan's super recovery ability and the rejuvenation technique.
The new round of competition was about to begin, and the opponent Liu Yuan was assigned was named Ren Hailiu, whom he had met once in Lingchi.
Liu Yuan felt that their group's arena seemed to attract more attention.
"In the next Hailiu," the other party was polite and bowed his hands in greeting, "When I first met Lingchi, I didn't expect that I would have such a fate to fight in the last battle. I heard that your injury has not recovered yet?"
"Since you are standing on this stage, you can treat me the same." Liu Yuan returned the favor, "Brother Hailiu, please don't have any worries."
"Good!" Ren Hailiu praised, "Ren admires me. Let's have a good fight."
Liu Yuan turned sideways, avoided his left shoulder, stretched his right hand forward, and turned his fist into a palm: "Come on!"
Liu Yuan felt the pressure on the first day of the match. Sure enough, in this round, the rest were geniuses in the eyes of others. Ren Hailiu was not only capable of both offense and defense, but his spiritual power was more than a head above Liu Yuan's. He followed the path of openness and closeness, without any tricks, and he would not give his opponents the possibility of taking tricks.
The spiritual power turned into an invisible wave and surged towards Liu Yuan. The two magic weapons were staring at each other on the left and the right. It was hard to tell whether it was a main attack or a feint attack. The other magic weapon was swimming beside him, alert and flawless. .
The wave-like spiritual power offensive is endless like the ocean tide. Under the spiritual pressure, Liu Yuan could only defend passively. The grouper ants lit up yellow spots and built rock walls. But the force of the violent wave still shook Liu Yuan's meridians to the point of bursting.
But he still stood firm, and when Ren Hailiu looked at him with questioning eyes, he just nodded firmly in response.
Come on, just hold on for a moment longer.
One more moment.
…
Although this eight-to-four battle took longer than expected, the winner was still decided without any suspense. Liu Yuan was like a replica of the previous game, he was also flying forward while spraying blood.
His whole body ached, and he didn't know how many new injuries he had received.
He lost. That’s it for the top eight.
However, when the familiar top-level rejuvenation technique enters the body. He knew that he had not lost.
