As Kong Ming'an suddenly appeared on the competition stage, the entire arena first fell into a slight hush, and then, a wave of cheers and shouts erupted, far more fervent than before!
There was no other way; compared to regular one-on-one matches, a single person defeating an entire team with overwhelming power was clearly more newsworthy!
They had thought the young man wouldn't show up, but unexpectedly, he appeared again in the finals!
"Gua, I want to see rivers of blood, gua!"
On the competition stage, Wu Ming, who was preparing to show off her skills, also froze for a moment.
Looking at the young man who had talked and chatted with them earlier, she unconsciously frowned.
Wu Ming didn't underestimate him because of his age; after all, she and Zhang Lexuan had watched his match together the day after their conversation. His strength was formidable, but she couldn't quite understand what methods he used.
The relaxed expression on her face gradually receded, and Wu Ming's brow furrowed, becoming serious.
Without hesitation, scorching golden flames erupted from her body, and the powerful heat wave caused the protective shield around the arena to ripple slightly.
Two yellow, two purple, one black.
Five optimally configured spirit rings rose from beneath her feet, displaying her powerful cultivation as a Level 59 Spirit King without reservation.
A brilliant Golden Crow Spirit phantom spread its wings behind her. She lightly tapped her toes, leaving the ground, and looked down at her opponent from above, her aura sacred and scorching.
In response, Kong Ming'an remained motionless.
The referee stood in mid-air, and after confirming that both were ready, he announced loudly,
"Match start!"
Almost the moment the words fell, Wu Ming didn't hesitate. The Golden Crow wings on her back flapped fiercely, and the scorching airflow lifted her body rapidly into the air, quickly increasing the distance from the ground.
She knew very well that her advantage lay in her agile aerial movement and powerful flame bombardment ability, which was an advantage for most Spirit Masters when fighting ground targets.
From above, however, she saw that Kong Ming'an did not pursue; instead, a thick, bloody mist permeated around him.
The crimson mist rolled and spread like a living thing, quickly completely obscuring his figure, leaving only an unsettling crimson area with a radius of about ten meters.
"Playing tricks!"
Wu Ming snorted coldly, but inwardly, she was secretly vigilant. As she raised her hand, her first spirit ring shone brightly,
"Golden Crow True Fire Break!"
Several blazing golden fireballs fell like meteors, accurately blasting into the bloody mist.
However, the expected explosion and energy shock did not come. After the fireballs entered the bloody mist, they were like a mud ox entering the sea, not even stirring a ripple, and just disappeared silently.
Wu Ming frowned slightly. This feeling, her attack didn't seem to be blocked; it was more like... losing control, and then being... devoured?
"Golden Crow True Fire Burst!"
She refused to believe it, and her third spirit ring shone, launching another attack.
This time it was a wider-ranging, more sustained flame explosion attack.
A golden wave of flames surged into the bloody mist, but the result was no different from before; it was still silently "swallowed" by the strange bloody mist.
What exactly is this thing?
Wu Ming felt a sense of difficulty; the opponent's methods were too bizarre, and she really couldn't understand them.
And just as her thoughts were turning,
"Whoosh!"
A crimson spear, entirely condensed from Qi and blood, tore through the bloody mist and came through the air without warning!
It was too fast... and it happened to be timed perfectly in the gap of her thoughts, leaving her no time to dodge!
"Fourth Spirit Ability, Golden Crow True Fire Ring!"
The purple light of her fourth spirit ring flickered, and in the next moment, a condensed golden flame ring instantly formed in front of her for defense.
"Boom!"
The Qi and blood spear slammed heavily into the flame ring, emitting a dull roar.
The flame ring trembled violently, barely blocking the spear, but in the very next moment, it collapsed with a crash!
What startled Wu Ming even more was that at the moment of impact, she felt a very brief stagnation and loss of control in the circulation of her spirit power, as if something had interfered with her control over her own Spirit Ability!
Before she could think further, "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" several more Qi and blood spears broke out of the mist from different angles, sealing off all her dodging space!
Wu Ming gritted her teeth, golden flames erupted around her, and while desperately dodging and weaving, she activated her Spirit Ability again to defend.
"Boom! Boom!"
She barely managed to destroy most of the spears, but ultimately, one pierced through a gap in the flames, accurately hitting her lower abdomen!
"Ugh!"
Wu Ming grunted, but the imagined sharp pain did not come. The Qi and blood spear, upon contact with her body, instantly transformed into a crimson Energy that surged directly into her body.
Wu Ming's face changed drastically, and her figure in mid-air staggered violently.
She felt as if the spirit power circulation within her body had hit an invisible wall; her normally unobstructed Meridians were forcibly blocked by an external, scorching and stagnant Energy.
spirit power lost its circulation pathway, colliding wildly within her body, bringing an indescribable sensation of bloating pain and suffocation, making her feel almost nauseous!
"Fifth Spirit Ability, Golden Crow..."
She raised her hand, trying to forcefully activate a stronger Spirit Ability, but found that her Meridians were severely blocked, and her spirit power could not condense smoothly, making even the Spirit Ability that she could normally use with a thought incredibly difficult to employ.
And just as she struggled, another Qi and blood spear was already upon her!
"Puff!"
This time, it solidly hit her shoulder, and more Qi and blood power surged into her body, instantly intensifying the blockage!
Wu Ming could no longer maintain flight, her Golden Crow Spirit attachment state was forcibly dispelled, and she fell straight down from the sky like a bird with broken wings, plunging into the surging bloody mist below.
Almost the instant she entered the bloody mist, Wu Ming felt an unprecedented sense of suffocation.
The surroundings were no longer air, but a thick, inseparable, scorching blood Qi, frantically drilling into her body through her skin pores.
Her Meridians were completely blocked, and her spirit power was entirely sealed within her body, unable to move.
That feeling was like being held down tightly in a viscous pool of blood, unable to struggle, with only despair, like a cold tide, slowly submerging her... Was I... going to die?
As the thought emerged, the instinctive fear of a living being began to surge uncontrollably in Wu Ming's heart, crystal tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, and despair filled her pupils... However,
Death did not come as she had expected.
She fell into an embrace that was not wide but exceptionally steady.
The suffocating sensation receded slightly, and Wu Ming laboriously lifted her eyes. Within her blurry vision, what came into view was the young man's handsome face, close at hand, and his calm, unruffled black eyes.
Her heart seemed to stop for a moment.
"Do you surrender?"
The young man's clear, cold voice sounded in her ear, without mockery, without triumph, just a calm inquiry.
Wu Ming suddenly snapped back to reality. The fear and despair from earlier now transformed into an intensely strong sense of humiliation. Subconsciously, she gritted her teeth and stubbornly retorted:
"...Never!"