The body of the Dark Fire Dragon that covers the sky is no longer as exaggerated as before, but the scorching aura it emits is no longer inferior to ordinary fire magic.

There was an aura of destruction permeating the array.

Song Yulong began to hesitate a little, whether Yiran had really reached her limit.

But what he saw was still Yiran standing with no bend in his back!

"Believe him."

Song Yulong told himself over and over again to believe in the young man with a broken body and a broken sword.

Cai Tiehan and Tang Fengyin also looked at Yiran, just like they did before, placing all their hopes on one person.

I hope to see him defeat his opponent, even if he is bruised and bruised while his opponent is still intact and alive.

Huang Huang couldn't help but wanted to go up and help, but he was moved by the emotions of Song Yulong and the others.

Trust, hope, miracle, can Yi Ran really still fight?

Yiran's hair was disheveled, and his torn clothes were stained with large swathes of dust, mixed with blood, like a dead body.

The Peach Blossom Sword in his hand has been broken, and there is no energy flowing in his body. If Yiran hadn't been standing, the outcome of this competition would have been decided.

The dark fire dragon overhead had swooped down, but Yi Ran remained motionless, seemingly giving up resistance.

It's just that no one saw Yiran's extremely bright eyes despite being extremely embarrassed.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..." The dark fire dragon finally pounced on Yiran.

Even though its body was less than 20% of its previous size, its head was still comparable to that of a pavilion, and it could still easily swallow Yiran.

Endless dust was blown up by the energy storm, making the entire formation look like it was in a desert sandstorm.

"laugh".

Everyone who was paying attention to the place where the dark fire dragon disappeared, and the place where the dust rose in their hearts, did not hear this sound like a tearing of silk.

…

…

Dust slowly fell from the sky, and there was no longer any tit-for-tat fighting atmosphere in the array.

The solid dueling platform paved with spiritual materials, even with the protection of the formation plate, was not intact at all.

The fine sand and gravel fell on the ground, just like the ground plowed by old oxen, smooth and calm.

At this moment, everyone has forgotten that there is no absolute winner in this competition, only the amount of refined iron that can be plundered.

Everyone no longer cares about the result of the competition. What they care about now is who wins between Zhang Tianlai and Yi Ran.

One of them is a genius who has entered the realm of kings, and the other is a genius who combines alchemist, magician, and martial arts into one person.

If the two were of similar age, there might be no suspense about this battle, but if this battle takes place today, it is destined to be a unique battle among the younger generation.

The dust finally returned to the ground, and the figures of the two young men in the center of the array gradually became clearer.

Zhang Tianlai was still standing, but his face was covered with dust, making it difficult to see whether his expression was ferocious or ecstatic.

Yiran finally bent his unyielding back, knelt on one knee, and inserted the long sword into the ground. Blood flowed from the hilt along the sword's body.

If you are careful, you can even faintly see the faint golden blood oozing out of Yiran's body.

Both of them remained motionless, seemingly still in a deadlock.

However, the confrontation ended with Zhang Tianlai's words.

"How can I lose to a sixth-level guy like you, a powerful spiritual man? I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Zhang Tianlai looked like he was crazy, and his body began to tremble.

As his body trembled, the sand and gravel on Zhang Tianlai gradually fell away, finally revealing the horrific wound on his abdomen.

The wounds and blood were covered with sand and gravel, so that no one present could see Zhang Tianlai's injuries clearly.

Of course, the main reason is that no one has thought about how Yiran, who was at an absolute disadvantage, injured Zhang Tianlai.

Because they all know very well that only Huang Huang, Cai Tiehan, and Tang Fengyin are still capable of fighting in the formation, but they are all far away and have no chance to take action.

So no matter how unbelievable the facts were, the results told them that Yi Ran won!

At this time, Yiran didn't even have the strength to stand up. After hearing Zhang Tianlai admit defeat, he sat directly on the ground.

He took out a wine gourd from the space ring and took a deep sip of strong wine.

Although the spirit containing the residue of the elixir was extremely spicy, Yiran instantly felt refreshed and couldn't help but moan softly.

"Zhang Tianlai lost?"

"How could Zhang Tianlai lose!"

"Who saw what just happened!"

"What's going on? Zhang Tianlai actually thinks he has failed!"

Shocked exclamations came from the mouths of the young people watching the ceremony. They exchanged glances with each other, but could not get any answers.

Those powerful old men recalled the strange sound that sounded like tearing silk when the dark fire dragon bombarded Yiran.

Now that I think about it, something probably penetrated Zhang Tianlai's body when he thought he had a winning chance and lowered his guard.

But what is it?

This is the question on everyone's mind, because Yiran's wooden sword has been broken.

It was only then that they realized belatedly that the wooden sword stuck in the ground seemed to have grown longer.

Yiran's sword is not broken!

Scenes of the battle were replayed in the minds of many old men.

Only then did they remember that six swords had been destroyed by the wall of fire, eight swords had been destroyed by Dragon Breath, and another sword was broken in Yiran's hand.

So only fifteen swords were destroyed!

All the old and powerful people present could not help but sigh deeply.

Yiran's combat experience was too terrifying. He had already started the plan and even hid it from them.

It is absolutely impossible to create something out of nothing, so they always believe that the ability of a long sword to turn into sixteen swords is just the special ability of Yiran's sword, but it is absolutely impossible for every sword to be a real existence.

Especially when the previous fourteen swords were destroyed, not a single dregs of soul remained, which illustrates this point very well.

So when they saw the sword in Yiran's hand was broken, they thought that the sword was broken.

Since the main body has been severed, the phantom handle cannot continue to exist no matter what.

But no one thought that the broken sword in Yiran's hand was still a bait thrown out to everyone.

Showing weakness to the enemy and seeking survival in a desperate situation is such a terrible mentality!

Everyone is clear about Zhang Tianlai's combat prowess. He is an out-and-out spiritual man with a solid foundation and a cultivation level that is close to the middle stage of the spiritual level.

But such a spiritual person was defeated by a young man who was more than ten years younger than him and had not yet entered the sixth level.

In fact, all of them still have many, many questions.

For example, what kind of existence is the long sword, and why can it be transformed into sixteen pieces?

For example, how Yiran manipulated the formation to trap a total of thirteen people.

For example, how strong is Yiran's body and how confident is she to withstand Zhang Tianlai's attack with her body?

But no matter how many doubts they have, they can't change the fact.

That means Yi Ran won, defeating the spirit person with sixth-level power!

After this battle, everyone believed that Yi Ran would become famous throughout Dongzhou.

Under the influence of the medicinal power of the wine, the Vajra Body began to show its power. The broken body was covered with bruises, and a faint golden light began to appear in the flesh and blood.

Those wounds that were so horrific that the bones could be seen had begun to repair, the muscles were curling and merging, and the wounds that were not cut had begun to scab.

Such terrifying recovery power shocked everyone again.

They also finally understood why Yiran had the confidence to resist the magic of spiritual beings, and finally understood that Yiran would be the winner in the end.

A sixth-level physical body!

This is a physique that even martial arts spirits may not possess.

So the only difference between Yi Ran and Zhang Tianlai is their cultivation.

Therefore, Yiran never launched a real attack from the beginning. Everything was just to lure Zhang Tianlai into being fooled, allowing Zhang Tianlai to continuously use extremely expensive magic to reduce the gap between the two.

Yi Ran propped up his weak and tired body, pulled out the Peach Blossom Sword and put it back into the scabbard, then walked very slowly to Zhang Tianlai's side.

After struggling to lift it up and throwing it out of the array, Zhang Tianlai's abdomen was punctured. Excessive bleeding may lead to an accident.

This also violates the original intention of the written examination not to distinguish between life and death.

But just throwing Zhang Tianlai away, this extremely simple thing, made Yiran lose strength and sit back on the ground again.

Huang Huang, Song Yulong, Cai Tiehan, and Tang Fengyin directly displayed their elemental wings and rushed towards Yiran with all their strength.

Song Yulong helped Yiran up, his eyes filled with concern.
To be continued...