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- "Ren Xiaoyao has used a blue sword before, and the level seems to be lower than this sword. In this case, it seems that he deliberately hid his strength."
"I can't believe it! In such an intense battle, he actually still has a trump card."
"In this case, Ren Xiaoyao is probably superior in skills!"
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Most people watching the battle basically saw only the surface, and all they could make were guesses and sighs. Of course, there was also a little bit of expectation for this sudden change.
Only a few old guys showed some pensive expressions: "During the previous competition, Ren Xiaoyao also secretly used the holy treasure to launch an attack. Could it be this long sword? It seems that this sword Although he is at the Holy level, there is not much peculiarity about him. He is just at the beginning of the Holy level. Why should he hide it like this? Could it be"
"This sword looks ordinary, but it has a vaguely strange feeling to it. Moreover, when Ren Xiaoyao holds this sword, his whole person seems to be completely different"
As for Ao Shiwu, he frowned slightly.
Through these two consecutive days and nights of attrition war, he could be said to be extremely familiar with Ren Xiaoyao's various methods. The battle between the Stars was nothing more than hard power and the use of various combat techniques. Since the Stars Due to the limitations of beads, Dzi beads and personal energy, the combat skills a person can master are extremely limited.
Ao Shiwu thought that he knew every one of Ren Xiaoyao's combat skills like the back of his hand.
But at this moment, Ren Xiaoyao suddenly took out a long sword that he had never taken out before, which made Ao Shiwu feel a sense of crisis. Could it be that Ren Xiaoyao really had a trump card that he had not used yet.
"Is it a holy sword? I want to see what other tricks you can use."
Ao Shiwu shouted coldly, causing the black flames around him to beat violently.
Immediately, he rushed towards Ren Xiaoyao at the fastest speed, like a black thunder and lightning. The little sense of crisis in his heart made him launch an active attack to offset the discomfort in his heart.
This time, Ren Xiaoyao was different from the past. He did not dodge or have any obvious intention to block it. It seemed that he was going to withstand Ao Shiwu's blow.
"Seeking death."
Ao Shiwu shouted silently, thinking that the opportunity had come.
In his opinion, it was difficult to understand that Ren Xiaoyao was suddenly stunned, but no matter what the reason was, this was a good opportunity for him. He believed that with his own strength, even if Ren Xiaoyao's actions at this time were a conspiracy, there would be no conspiracy. It's time to use your conspiracy under your own attack.
At this moment, it is the time for you to win.
"Dark Hell."
The terrifying black flame spread tens of meters in an instant, forming a monstrous sea of ????fire: the sound of "chichi" was numbing to the ears, lingering around Ren Xiaoyao, and quickly eroding his skin.
There is nothing special about this flame from the outside. Everyone watching the battle can still see Ren Xiaoyao's figure in the flames, as well as his indifferent expression.
But if you are in the flames, you will find that there is no light around you and you will fall into endless darkness.
Surrounded by the dark prison, unless you have absolute superior strength, it will be difficult to escape, and you will eventually be burned to ashes by the flames.
At this moment, Ren Xiaoyao is trapped in it and is afraid that it will be difficult to escape. However, Ao Shiwu has a look of pride on his face, as if he is sure of victory.
Ren Xiaoyao¡¯s body began to glow with blood.
This point is what Ao Shiwu had expected a long time ago. The characteristic of the Dark Hell is that it burns the opponent's flesh and blood first, starting with the blood and steaming it out.
The spectators around him began to worry about Ren Xiaoyao.
People who saw him take out the Wind and Frost Sword earlier and thought he was going to win now want to slap themselves in the face, because as long as they are not blind, they can see that Ao Shiwu has the absolute upper hand.
"It's over, Ren Xiaoyao is going to lose."
"More than just losing, Ren Xiaoyao is afraid that he will die and not even a scum will be left."
"It seems that geniuses like Ao Shiwu and Dongfang Yu, who have been famous for a long time, have a deeper foundation. An existence like Ren Xiaoyao is just a flash in the pan, nothing more than a sigh"
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Several elders of the Ye family who accompanied Ren Xiaoyao, as well as some young family members watching the battle, had anxious and worried expressions on their faces.
If Ren Xiaoyao is really as everyone said, not only defeated, but also dead, then the Ye family will definitely be heartbroken. On the one hand, this will be their loss, and on the other hand, they do regard Ren Xiaoyao as one of their own.
"Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao, likeIf it doesn't work, just give up! The green hills are preserved and there is no need to worry about having firewood" The fourth elder of the Ye family usually has a hot temper and even made rude remarks to Ren Xiaoyao, but at this time, he only behaved like a worried elder.
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"Ren Xiaoyao, if you are willing to admit defeat, I can save you from death. I am proud that I am not a despicable person, and I will never be afraid that you will take revenge on me if you succeed in your cultivation in the future."
The black flame transformed by Ao Shiwu beats gently and makes a relaxing sound at the same time.
But Ren Xiaoyao didn't give him any response, and remained motionless in the flames. The blood around him continued to rise, and the blood red became thicker and thicker. It was feared that one third of the blood in his body had been evaporated.
If this continues, he will really be burned to ashes.
Another half minute passed.
"Crack, crackle"
Ren Xiaoyao's body crackled like dry firewood in the fierce fire.
"Ren Xiaoyao, I advise you not to hold on." Ao Shiwu said again, and frowned slightly: "I regret that you are a respectable opponent, and I don't want to see you die prematurely. You are younger than me, and you have not yet made a comeback in the future. You know."
His persuasion to Ren Xiaoyao seemed a bit sincere.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of the way, everyone watching the battle also secretly gave Ao Shiwu a thumbs up: "Ao Shiwu is worthy of having both strength and character. Seeing that he is about to win, he is thinking about the comfort of his opponent."
"This is the so-called heroes cherish each other. It seems that although Ren Xiaoyao lost, he has gained the respect of Ao Shiwu."
"Yes, Ao Shiwu also said that Ren Xiaoyao is still young, and his future achievements may not be as good as those of Ao Shiwu and Dongfang Yu."
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Amidst the discussion among the crowd, many people began to hope that Ren Xiaoyao would admit defeat, and even shouted loudly.
Most people have no ill intentions, they just cherish their talents and don't want Ren Xiaoyao to die in vain. After all, it is not easy to produce such a genius in Samsung Holy State. There is no conflict or conflict of interest between everyone and Ren Xiaoyao. , so they all have a feeling of cherishment.
"Ren Xiaoyao, give in quickly."
¡°It¡¯s more important to save your life than to save face.¡±
"There is no shame in it. If you lose to Ao Shiwu, you are still one of the top three geniuses in Samsung Holy State."
Despite the words of consolation, Ren Xiaoyao did not react at all. It looked like he was dead, but the heavy aura on his body and the solemn expression on his face seemed to indicate that he was still alive.
"What on earth does this guy want to do?"
Ao Shiwu gritted his teeth and had no intention of persuading Ren Xiaoyao to admit defeat.
After all, you are still your opponent at this time, and you should still focus on winning.
"Since you are seeking death, no wonder my subordinates are ruthless." With a sharp shout, the flame Ao Shiwu turned into suddenly became three points stronger, and the pitch-black "Dark Hell" became even more terrifying, accelerating the burning of Ren Xiaoyao's body. Body.
Suddenly, Ren Xiaoyao, who was motionless and on the verge of death, suddenly opened his eyes.
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A ray of blood, like substance, burst out from Ren Xiaoyao's eyes. The light directly penetrated the layers of flames and came outside the hell.
"How is it possible? Things in the Hell will never be able to break through the Hell." Ao Shiwu was shocked in his heart.
At the same time, he already felt a strong sense of crisis.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? are able to penetrate the blockade of the Hell. Ren Xiaoyao must be so terrifying at this time. As a genius, Ao Shiwu has an instinctive ability to predict danger.
Although he is arrogant, he is self-aware.
Immediately, you can see that the black flame transformed by Ao Shiwu expanded rapidly, spreading hundreds of meters in a blink of an eye. Of course, the price of the increase was that the color of the flame became much lighter, like black clouds floating in the sky.
"kill."
Ren Xiaoyao was in absolute silence when he suddenly shouted loudly.
And his body suddenly changed from absolutely static to dynamic, and he was beheaded.
The terrifying aura rose instantly and reached its peak.
? ? Unrivaled pressure, a peerless sword.
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The golden light split apart the surrounding black hell in the blink of an eye, and the surrounding thick black continued to fade away, like ice and snow melting under the sun.
The sword light that was like a horse's sword quickly spread and swept across, cutting into pieces the black flames that filled the sky that Ao Shiwu had transformed into.
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There was a sound of violence and destruction.
The black flames all over the sky were cut offSuddenly, in mid-air a hundred meters away from Ren Xiaoyao, an embarrassed figure suddenly appeared.
"Pfft."
This figure is none other than Ao Shiwu. At this time, he is covered in blood, his clothes are in tatters, and blood spurts from his mouth.
He covered his chest with his hands, his face was painful, and his eyes were full of shock. He shook his head and looked at Ren Xiaoyao, unable to speak for a long time.
In mid-air, he knelt down on one knee in a slightly dejected manner: "I lost, I am convinced."
The eight words, extremely clear, resounded throughout Wangyun Territory.
??The most arrogant and arrogant person in the world, Ao Shiwu, openly admitted defeat to others today.
And the person he gave up to was Ren Xiaoyao, who was younger than him and not as good as himself.
The reason for this is because he was truly convinced. He had used his strongest fighting power. Even before the last moment, he thought he had the advantage and was about to win. Looking back at it now, he felt extremely ridiculous. Even shameful.
Ren Xiaoyao had already figured out everything. When he was in the dark prison, he wanted to use the power of the prison to evaporate his own blood, and then use his blood to stimulate the energy of the Wind and Frost Sword.
Although Ao Shiwu didn¡¯t understand the principle of how the Fengshuang Sword could be activated by blood, he could see that Ren Xiaoyao was in control of everything. It could be said that the moment Ren Xiaoyao used the Fengshuang Sword, the outcome of this competition was already doomed.
"The funny thing is that at the last moment, I reminded Ren Xiaoyao to admit defeat" Ao Shiwu was extremely depressed, not entirely because of the defeat, but because the defeat was too complete and too embarrassing.
At this time, he knelt down on one knee and admitted defeat from the bottom of his heart.
You can see that his whole body is shaking, not because of his injuries, but because of the grief, anger and humiliation in his heart.
Ren Xiaoyao looked at Ao Shiwu who reacted like this and sighed in his heart.
No matter what, Ao Shiwu reminded himself to admit defeat at the last moment, which can be regarded as out of good intentions. Such a proud man of heaven, and he is still upright. It would be a pity if he really lost his temper because of today's battle.
It was precisely because of Ao Shiwu's uprightness that Ren Xiaoyao held back a little and did not kill him with the final blow.
"Other people have their own paths, and everything depends on him" Ren Xiaoyao glanced at Ao Shiwu and wanted to speak, but stopped after all: "If he can overcome this blow by himself, maybe he will be able to do it in the future. Being stronger, this will be an opportunity for him to transform."
Ren Xiaoyao knew that the result of this competition would be a serious blow to Ao Shiwu. But as good and bad always depend on each other, maybe this would also be an opportunity for Ao Shiwu.
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Looking up at the cloud collar, there was silence for a long time.
Everyone was silent, as if they still hadn¡¯t realized what happened.
After knowing that Ao Shiwu had said those eight typing words himself, indicating that he had given up, everyone finally understood.
For a time, there was a huge buzz of people.
"Wonderful, really wonderful."
"It was Ren Xiaoyao who won, and he won in this way."
"The number one genius in the Holy State today must be Ren Xiaoyao"
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