Chapter 33: One Sword Splits a Dragon's Bone
The black and purple spirit rings shone brightly.
Zhao Wuji, disregarding all appearances, unleashed five or six spirit abilities simultaneously: Gravity Squeeze and Vajra Roar. Vajra Roar, a ten-thousand-year-old spirit ability, naturally possessed far greater power.
The all-encompassing gravitational pressure, coupled with the deafening roar, instantly froze Li Tianyi's form. Zhao Wuji seized the opportunity and slammed his palm, the size of a palm leaf fan, against him.
Li Tianyi flew backward, leaving a trail of dust as he smacked the ground. His tattered clothes crumbled to the ground, the golden flames instantly shattered by Zhao Wuji's full-strength attack.
"Boy, I told you to be so arrogant! A Soul Sage is not something you can challenge, and Teacher Zhao is no ordinary Soul Sage,"
Dai Mubai observed, gloating as he watched the fallen Li Tianyi, feeling immensely comforted.
Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Dai Mubai with disapproval. Looking at the fallen Li Tianyi, her brow furrowed as if she hoped he would stand up again.
Ning Rongrong, seeing the defeated Li Tianyi, walked over to Ning Fengzhi, remaining silent as if pondering something.
"It's over." Zhao Wuji looked at Li Tianyi, who hadn't risen for a long time, without any surprise. After all, that previous attack was his strongest attack besides his spirit avatar.
Zhao Wuji was no unknown figure in his past. As a Six-Ringed Soul Emperor, he had single-handedly fought nineteen masters of his level and escaped. It was only in recent years, as he became a role model, that his temper had become more docile.
"Is it over?" Li Tianyi collapsed to the ground, not unable to get up, but what good would that do?
Li Tianyi sighed in frustration. "A Seven-Ringed Soul Saint is still too strong for me."
He was already quite impressive. At the age of twelve, he had single-handedly defeated five of the Shrek Seven Devils and even forced the Seven-Ringed Soul Saint to use his Ten Thousand Years Soul Technique.
It's no exaggeration to say this feat was unprecedented, but Li Tianyi remained dissatisfied with his performance.
"You're quite good, even more talented than I imagined. It's a pity you can't seem to acquire spirit rings to enhance your cultivation. Otherwise, you might surpass me in a few years."
Zhao Wuji stood aside, calmly admonishing the situation. He then released his own spirit, its aura vanishing, his body retracting to its normal state, and walked off the field.
"Defeated?"
Li Tianyi knew his opponent was formidable, but facing his first defeat in life was still difficult to reconcile.
Watching Zhao Wuji's back as he was about to step off the field, Li Tianyi glanced at his right hand and sighed dejectedly, "If only my spirit were still there..."
"If only I had a sword in my hand..."
"Buzz!"
As if sensing Li Tianyi's sorrow and resignation, an unprecedentedly intense light began to emanate from his right hand.
Zhao Wuji looked at Ning Fengzhi with a chuckle and said, "Sect Master Ning, I'm truly sorry. I couldn't hold my hand back. "
Ning Fengzhi was about to reply.
"Boom!" "
A beam of light shot towards the Dou Mansion, and the murderous intent spread throughout the venue along with the color of blood.
Ning Fengzhi, Bone Douluo and others instantly looked in the direction of Li Tianyi with horror in their eyes. Zhao Wuji felt the bloody momentum and turned back suddenly, and saw an incredible scene.
Li Tianyi had stood up at some point, and endless murderous intent lingered around his body.
As if affected by an inexplicable external factor, the expression on his face had become extremely cold, and in his hand was a four-foot-three-inch long sword wrapped in a blazing white light.
Looking closely, the long sword was actually condensed from the void, and only a small section was a solid entity whose material could not be seen.
A voice of contempt for the common people came out indifferently from Li Tianyi: "Teacher Zhao, do you dare to take my sword?"
"Why not! "Seeing this strange sight, Zhao Wuji did not lose his momentum, thinking back to when he was a famous figure.
Upon hearing this, Li Tianyi slowly raised his right arm holding the sword, and swung a sword in the air that looked as if it couldn't be simpler.
"Clang"bthe moment the long sword slashed out, a blood-red light blade tore through the ground and swept towards Zhao Wuji with an extremely sharp aura.
Zhao Wuji looked solemn, not daring to be careless and directly released the Soul Saint's strongest soul skill, the martial soul true body.
The blood-red light blade was about to attack Zhao Wuji.
"Not good!" Bone Douluo exclaimed in an instant after carefully feeling the breath, and nine dazzling lights lit up directly.
"Ninth soul skill, bone dragon!"
A huge bone dragon several meters high suddenly came into the world, blocking everyone including Zhao Wuji.
"Clang clang! "
The sword light slashed at the bone dragon. As the blood-red blade exploded, the murderous intent in the field became even thicker, and a blood-red storm blew between heaven and earth, lasting for a long time.
The murderous intent in the sky dissipated, and the world returned to clarity.
The flat sand seemed to have suffered a natural disaster that was beyond human control. At this time, it was completely unrecognizable. The land was torn by the huge force, leaving wide and bottomless dark cracks.
There was only a human figure and a huge bone dragon standing there.
The figure had empty hands, a pale face, and looked a little exhausted. He could hardly stand.
But his face was obviously full of joy, as if he had discovered some treasure.
Recalling the power of the sword just now, he looked at the bone dragon with worry.
The bone dragon on the other side was slightly calmer.
"Crack."
Fine cracks suddenly appeared on the bone dragon.
The bone dragon trembled, and then disappeared in an instant, and a series of human figures appeared.
Remembering the power of the sword just now, everyone looked at Li Tianyi with lingering fear.
Some people shook their heads and sighed, some had complicated expressions, and some had admiration and passion in their eyes.
Zhao Wuji was gasping for breath, his muscles all over his body were trembling violently, and the expression on his face was extremely ugly, as if he had escaped a disaster.
"Puchi."
Bone Douluo, his face flushed, spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Grandpa Bone!"
"Uncle Bone, are you okay?"
The big and small looked at Bone Douluo, who had just used his ninth soul skill, with concern.
Bone Douluo waved his hand, looked at Li Tianyi, and sighed, "The young are formidable, the young are formidable!"
He then turned to Ning Fengzhi and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine. I just wasn't prepared, and I took a sudden hit, so it's a bit uncomfortable."
Hearing Bone Douluo's words, everyone looked at Li Tianyi in shock again.
Who was Bone Douluo? A Level 95 Super Douluo!
Although he had hastily erected a defense to protect everyone, it was, after all, a nine-ring spirit skill, and it was shattered by the opponent's sword.
"I'm sorry, everyone. This is the first time I've discovered that my martial spirit can still be used," Li Tianyi said, bowing and apologetically.
"What? You said this is the first time you've used it?" Dai Mubai was so surprised that his voice became even thinner.
Li Tianyi nodded, his balance unsteady, and he stumbled as if he was about to fall.
Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Rongrong, with her short, delicate hair, and spoke gently but unquestionably.
"Rongrong, go help your senior brother!"
Ning Rongrong surprisingly didn't object, her eyes fixed on Li Tianyi with a different hue.
Seeing the tall girl approaching, a flicker of panic crossed Li Tianyi's face, his stern expression seemingly softening.
Despite having lived two lives, he'd never experienced close contact with a woman.
Although Li Tianyi often appeared cold, that was the result of being an orphan with no friends in both lives. With a decent mindset, he wasn't truly indifferent.
"No, I can handle it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Tianyi suddenly felt weak, his legs giving way, and he nearly fell to the ground.
A graceful figure stepped forward and supported him.
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