Chapter 414

"Xiao Xuan from Qi Guo has already fought nine consecutive matches, defeating nine people from Liang Guo in a row!"

"And for this competition, Liang Guo only has one contestant left. May I ask Xiao Xuan, do you choose to compete tomorrow, or continue?"

The host, dressed in black, looked toward Xiao Xuan.

At the scene, countless people also looked toward Xiao Xuan.

Xiao Xuan lifted his proud chin: "Continue!"

"Good..." the host said: "Please rest for the duration of half an incense stick!"

"No need!" Xiao Xuan waved his hand directly and said: "Please have He Pingsheng come on stage immediately..."

"I can defeat him just the same!"

Seeing He Pingsheng, Xiao Xuan always inexplicably loses his cool.

"Good!" He Pingsheng rose to his feet.

He walked slowly to the bottom of the arena, then leaped into the vast array.

In that instant, He Pingsheng had a strange feeling, as if he had experienced an indescribable spatial shift.

The arena, which looked small from the outside, turned out to be ridiculously large once inside.

Surrounding mountains stretched endlessly, the forests were incredibly dense, and in the deep valley beneath his feet, a small stream flowed with a gurgling sound.

This was practically a world of its own.

This world was much larger than the one inside the Great Freedom Bead that He Pingsheng had reinforced.

Arriving here, one cannot help but admire the handiwork of the Holy Master of the He Nian Mountain.

It is too formidable.

To actually toss a small world into this array.

It is said that the Holy Master is proficient in the Dao of space and time; it is truly mind-boggling.

The two of them stood in the void of this valley.

Each occupying a corner of the void!

Neither started the fight first.

Xiao Xuan smiled cheerfully and said: "He Pingsheng, we meet again... Having lost to you twice before, this time, I will absolutely not fail!"

"Hehehe... I know you are very strong!"

"But, no matter how strong you are, you will still be defeated!"

He Pingsheng said: "You talk too much nonsense, can we start now?"

"Sure!" Xiao Xuan said: "You can start whenever you like!"

"Let me see what progress you have made over these years?"

Boom...

Xiao Xuan is not stupid.

He did not launch an attack immediately, but first manifested a layer of defense outside his body, then held a spell in his hand, ready to attack at any moment.

In this way, He Pingsheng would have no chance at all.

"Good!"

He Pingsheng smiled.

Then, with a movement of his spiritual sense, he pointed a finger.

Countless wood-attribute spiritual energy surged from his body, turning into green poisonous thorns that shrouded Xiao Xuan from the sky in all directions.

He Pingsheng's wood-attribute dantian was almost drained.

Within a radius of thirty zhang, the area was densely packed, blocking out the sky with poisonous thorns.

Of course, he was not afraid of draining a dantian; he still had four other daintians that were full.

And one thing about wood-attribute attacks that is different from others is that they can be retracted.

The thorns can be reversed back into spiritual energy and reabsorbed into the body.

Seeing this spectacular move, countless people outside were shocked.

Regardless of the attack power, this divine ability was visually extremely stunning.

Pfft...

Pfft, pfft, pfft...

Countless thorns trapped Xiao Xuan, and then, on the thorns, dark green flowers bloomed, each flower spraying out several poisonous needles.

All the needles were aimed directly at Xiao Xuan.

Xiao Xuan did not dodge!

Ssh!

Ssh, ssh, ssh...

The tiny poisonous needles pierced his skin.

However, Xiao Xuan laughed loudly and said: "He Pingsheng, you used this move on me seventy years ago!"

"Now... it's useless!"

"Break for me..."

Boom—

From within Xiao Xuan's body, a similarly emerald-green radiance surged out.

Those poisonous needles were reflected back and sprayed out by him.

Moreover, his body showed no signs of injury or poisoning.

"This..." He Pingsheng's eyes narrowed slightly: "You... you have a poison-avoidance treasure on you?"

"Wrong!" Xiao Xuan said: "Magic treasures are not allowed in the competition, this is my poison-avoidance divine ability!"

"Die for me..."

"Ice... God... Finger..."

Countless water-attribute immortal spiritual energy from the surroundings condensed, instantly forming a giant finger.

The finger was over thirty zhang long, entirely condensed from cold ice.

This giant finger shattered He Pingsheng's thorn dragon prison and slammed toward He Pingsheng with a bang.

He Pingsheng naturally did not dare to be negligent.

"Retract..."

While retracting the wood-attribute spiritual energy, he channeled his fire-attribute dantian.

Bang...

Bang...

Bang...

Twelve fire crows condensed around him.

"Go..."

Each fire crow was several zhang in size.

Under the guidance of He Pingsheng's spiritual sense, they charged one after another toward the Ice God Finger in the void ahead.

Bang...

The first fire crow collided with the Ice God Finger.

After a violent energy fluctuation, the fire crow vanished, and the Ice God Finger was also blasted away by five zhang.

Boom...

Bang...

Bang...

Bang...

Soon, fire crow after fire crow collided.

After the thirty-zhang Ice God Finger was completely shattered, there were still six fire crows left.

The remaining six fire crows, like moths to a flame, flew toward Xiao Xuan.

Xiao Xuan was not surprised.

If He Pingsheng couldn't even handle his Ice God Finger, he wouldn't have appeared in this Nine Nations Grand Competition.

Xiao Xuan waved a hand, his thick spiritual energy surged out again, several shields condensed, and at the same time, he unleashed another divine ability.

Seven Arrows Falling on the Heavenly Mountain.

This time, they were ice arrows.

After slightly blocking the remaining six fire crows, Xiao Xuan had just breathed a sigh of relief, but when he turned his head, he saw a dense wave of fire crows flying toward him again above He Pingsheng's head.

His spiritual sense swept over, and he felt numb: sixty in total.

Heavens...

Damn it...

This...

Sixty!

How can I block this?

Run...

This was Xiao Xuan's first thought.

Then he moved his feet and whooshed away from his original spot.

These fire crows were a spell; although they were infused with fire-attribute rule power, they did not have the function of locking onto the void, so Xiao Xuan had no problem running.

However, another attribute of the fire crows made him want to vomit blood.

The fire crows were not the ordinary kind of spell that misses and vanishes after one strike.

Under the guidance of He Pingsheng's spiritual sense, these things were like living creatures; if they missed, they could turn around and come back.

Sixty fire crows chased relentlessly, and Xiao Xuan fled continuously.

After a few breaths, these sixty fire crows suddenly changed direction.

Each one locked onto Xiao Xuan from a different direction, and then, like a dragon prison, they slammed into him, giving Xiao Xuan no way out.

He did not have a spiritual sense as powerful as He Pingsheng's, which could teleport within a single breath.

It took him nearly two breaths to activate his teleportation divine ability.

Two breaths?

He Pingsheng's fire crows would have been enough to crash into him a thousand times.

Bang...

Bang...

Bang...

Fire crow after fire crow slammed into the defenses outside Xiao Xuan's body, and also into his attacks.

Xiao Xuan's idea was very simple: to use attack as defense.

However, it didn't work.

There were simply too many fire crows.

By the time Xiao Xuan had exhausted almost all his spiritual energy, there were still over thirty fire crows left.

"Stop, stop, stop..."

"I surrender..."

He had to surrender!

Otherwise, he would surely die.

This match just now had no technique; it was a competition of one thing: spiritual energy.

Whoever has the thicker spiritual energy wins.