The clash between the Ancient Vermillion Bird's four strikes and the Qilin's techniques was intense, shrouded in chaos and dark mist. The battlefield was filled with eerie, mournful howls, with ghostly figures swirling around the two combatants.
As the battle escalated, various supernatural phenomena emerged, resembling ancient monsters escaping from hell, their forms flickering and crying out in despair. It was clear that these strange beings manifested around the two fighters, occasionally lunging forward and even threatening them at times.
Witnessing this, many in the crowd felt a chill, and some were horrified, as if recalling a long-forgotten legend. Their brows furrowed as they whispered, "Could the legend be true?"
"In divine-level arena battles, the fallen are the greatest heroes of past generations, known as the Immortal Battle Spirits. Even in death, their resentment and unwillingness linger, and when such a grand battle occurs again, they can manifest and participate."
The mention of this legend caused a stir among the crowd. Many murmured, their eyes glowing with intense focus, as they scrutinized the phantom figures, feeling a shiver down their spines.
How many young heroes like Shi Yi and Shi Hao had perished in this place throughout different eras? Without a doubt, if nothing unexpected happens, one of them might become a part of that fallen legacy today.
The thought of this possibility made everyone gasp. The sheer talent and spirit of such legendary figures were truly intimidating, unparalleled across the world.
A ghostly figure with disheveled hair lunged at Shi Yi, covered in scales and exuding a formidable, piercing aura.
Shi Yi let out a cold grunt. While countering the small stone figure, he swept his leg, kicking at the ghost's clawed arm, causing a burst of dazzling light. The phantom dispersed and vanished.
"Physical entities!" The crowd shuddered. It was confirmed that these entities could interfere with the battle. They were ancient spirits.
At the same time, Shi Hao was also being disturbed by two entities—one a green phoenix, the other a fiery python. The phoenix had a jade-blue body with a cold gleam, while the python’s crimson scales radiated fiery light. They attacked from both directions.
Shi Hao suspected that these spirits might have targeted him because of his past battles against similar creatures in the real world.
Shi Hao was not afraid. These beings were not alive; they were ancient failures, long dead, with their power reduced to mere remnants.
He radiated Vermillion Bird flames, unleashing a blazing aura forward. With a roar, he ignited the two ancient spirits, turning them into torches that eventually turned to ashes.
The next moment, Shi Yi’s palm glowed purple, revealing an ancient symbol imbued with supreme divine power. A radiant light surged from his fingertips, and dozens of purple Qilins appeared around him.
This was an ultimate move, a forbidden technique in Qilin arts. According to legend, if performed flawlessly by the ancestral Qilin, it could crush gods and demons alike.
Shi Hao charged forward with the agility of a dragon, showing no signs of retreat. His entire body was covered in red runes, moving with the grace of a human Vermillion Bird. With a long cry, he launched a fierce attack.
He did not defend but pushed the Ancient Vermillion Bird's four strikes to their extreme, clashing fiercely with Shi Yi. When they first met, the impact produced a startling clash.
Their hands collided—one shimmering with purple light, the other a vivid, blood-red hue. The force of their collision caused the sky above the battlefield to crackle and almost explode.
"Impressive!"
Everyone gasped in awe. Such a confrontation was terrifying beyond measure.
The impact of their clash sounded like divine drums booming, reminiscent of the forges of the heavenly realms. The resonating battle sounds penetrated deeply into one's bones and soul.
The onlookers were spellbound, their emotions rising and falling with the flight of the two fighters. The sight of such supreme youths from the same clan battling to the death was both shocking and unimaginable.
Yet, unexpectedly, these two were brothers from the same family, facing off in such a life-and-death struggle.
Shi Yi, descending from the sky, surrounded by dozens of Qilins, unleashed his most ferocious killing move. His entire aura was fearsome and unparalleled.
His hands seemed to push a wheel of fate towards Shi Hao, a move known as the Qilin Disk in ancient times. Anyone struck by it would be obliterated.
Shi Hao's expression changed for the first time. His body glowed fire-red as he swiftly evaded Shi Yi's strongest attack.
The Qilin Disk passed by, crashing into the pale gold battlefield and causing a tremendous rift, nearly causing the ground to collapse.
The crowd was astonished. The destruction caused by the fierce power of the battlefield was overwhelming.
Shi Yi, still in mid-air, quickly regained his footing and managed to stop himself. With a powerful sweep, he shattered the battlefield's golden foundation and struck out like a whip towards Shi Hao.
Throughout this, dozens of Qilins accompanied him, granting him unmatched strength.
Shi Hao's eyes glowed with cold light, his spirit highly focused. He leaped gracefully into the air, then forcefully stomped down towards Shi Yi’s body.
This attack was incredibly skilled, avoiding the edge and targeting the vital points.
A fierce wind roared through, tearing the ground’s golden foundation into pieces and sweeping debris into the sky. Shi Yi, spinning like a top, shot upwards, narrowly avoiding Shi Hao’s stomp.
At this moment, Shi Yi rapidly executed a series of powerful Qilin steps, each landing creating a resonating impact with the heavens and earth.
He advanced with terrifying speed, reaching Shi Hao and shaking him violently, causing blood to spill from his mouth.
Shi Yi held a divine disk in his hands, the Qilin Disk, capable of subduing gods and demons. He brought it into play, smashing it down.
Shi Hao faced him directly, retreating swiftly to avoid the lethal attack.
However, Shi Yi moved his feet with incredible speed, resembling a fallen celestial. His robes fluttered as he held the divine disk, pressing forward with unmatched grandeur.
Suddenly, he hurled the Qilin Disk, nearly hitting Shi Hao. It flew far, destroying several barriers and leaving the battlefield in ruins.
Just as everyone thought this perilous confrontation would ease, another wave of killing intent emerged.
Shi Hao’s gaze sharpened. After narrowly avoiding the Qilin Disk and catching his breath, Shi Yi leaned forward, extending his hands as if aiming to cut off Shi Hao’s waist.
Shi Hao, in turn, reached out to strike Shi Yi’s head.
However, Shi Yi’s leg shot out unexpectedly, moving too fast. His right leg kicked back with brutal precision, fierce and relentless.
Accompanied by dozens of Qilins, the kick came with the speed of lightning.
Shi Hao, retreating at top speed, avoided the Qilins but was struck on the shoulder by the lightning-fast kick.
This kick contained all of Shi Yi's vital energy, with immense divine power behind it. It was a killing blow, fierce and precise, matching his ruthless nature and character.
Even a piece of divine metal would deform or even break under such force; this kick was incredibly powerful.
Shi Hao was thrown sideways, blood spitting from his mouth. He sighed inwardly, realizing he had underestimated his opponent. This enemy was indeed unprecedentedly strong, with a ruthless and experienced fighting style, indicative of extraordinary training.
His shoulder throbbed with pain, swelling immediately, with bones creaking and runes flashing.
"Oh no, Shi Hao’s shoulder is broken!"
The crowd gasped, their eyes wide. Was this battle about to end?
Even the esteemed onlookers in the battle chariots stood up, their eyes flashing with concern as they focused on the sky battlefield, deeply moved.
"Shi Yi is indeed formidable," Granny Xihua remarked with a smile, standing beside Fairy Yuechan, her expression one of admiration.
"Truly deserving of the title of Peerless Marquis, the greatest in the world," said a few people beside the golden giant spider, nodding in agreement.
"Father, is he going to lose? Is there any way to turn it around?" Fire Spirit, sitting in the chariot, asked the Fire Emperor with a worried expression.
At this moment, the gaze of countless beings in the world was fixed on the scene. Many felt that the battle was nearing its end; the sound of cracking bones was too loud, and with one arm broken, how could Shi Hao continue to fight?
"Brother, be careful," Shi Yi said, his tone laced with cold sarcasm, striking at his opponent.
As he spoke, he transformed into a streak of purple lightning and charged forward. With the advantage on his side, he aimed to maintain his upper hand and seize the opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.
With a thunderous roar, Shi Yi's power surged even further. He wielded his divine might like a great force, his palms like grinding wheels, smashing towards his opponent.
Shi Hao's eyes blazed with intense light. Instead of retreating, he advanced, his entire body ablaze with Vermillion Bird flames, as if he intended to incinerate the heavens.
"Has he lost his mind? Is he willing to sacrifice his own arm for a mutual defeat with his enemy?" Many people cried out in shock.
Shi Hao’s injured arm, now limp, was thrust forward, while his other hand struck at Shi Yi's head.
"Wait, something’s wrong," the crowd’s eyes widened in astonishment.
Shi Yi also felt a shiver of danger, sensing something was terribly wrong.
The sound of cracking bones was deafening. Shi Hao’s limp arm suddenly straightened, regaining its powerful vitality as it struck at Shi Yi's neck.
"Previously, it wasn’t that his arm was broken, just dislocated joints. Such a strong body, completely unharmed," Fire Emperor commented from his chariot, praising Shi Hao's resilience.
Realizing this, the crowd was stunned. This was an incredibly formidable physique, surviving a fatal blow unscathed.
With a roar, Shi Hao transformed into a humanoid Vermillion Bird, attacking fiercely and seizing the initiative with a thunderous fury.
He punched towards Shi Yi’s forehead, but Shi Yi’s crossed arms blocked the attack. Shi Hao spun his body and kicked repeatedly, his legs moving in a relentless assault.
It was like an endless array of illusions, red as blood, with feet like blades. Shi Hao, like lightning, pressed down upon Shi Yi, continuously kicking.
In the end, Shi Yi was sent flying, struck in the chest by a powerful kick, coughing blood. The impact clearly left a depression, with bones fractured.
"Come again!"
Shi Hao's entire being surged with vitality, crimson brilliance blazing as he dove down once more.
"Heavens, this little Shi Hao is so formidable. He had a lapse and suffered a setback earlier, but now he’s enraged. Shi Yi is actually injured."
"The tide of battle has turned. Big Shi Yi is in danger."
As the crowd exclaimed in shock, the battle shifted once more. Shi Hao had perfected the Ancient Vermillion Bird's four strikes to an extraordinary level, even a true Vermillion Bird might not match his strength.
He struck with immense force, the flames blazing, his hands as red as jade, colliding repeatedly with Shi Yi. With a resounding crash, Shi Hao hit Shi Yi again, causing his hair to stand on end.
Shi Yi was struck again in the shoulder, flying sideways and coughing up blood.
The golden giant spider’s face went pale, and the beings from the Demon Spirit Lake looked gloomy. Everyone was somber; they had previously believed the outcome was certain, only for the situation to reverse.
"This little Shi Hao is incredibly fierce," Granny Xihua whispered, her expression changing.
Shi Hao leaped through the air, moving with incredible speed, kicking out like the Ancient Vermillion Bird attacking a celestial star.
"Open up!"
Shi Yi roared, his right eye emitting a dark beam of light. The entire battlefield trembled as the heavens erupted with explosive sounds, as if the sky itself was about to shatter.
"Terrifying!" Everyone was shocked, their eyes wide with disbelief.
At this moment, the Double-Pupils expert finally unleashed his forbidden divine power, a celestial gift reputed to be invincible in ancient times.
Could Shi Hao withstand it? Everyone held their breath in anticipation.
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