At eight o'clock in the morning, the space station was already full of people.
Thousands of monks gathered around the arena in the middle of the space station, waiting for the upcoming finals.
This is the first time Heiwu has participated in a competition within the sect after hundreds of years. This is a rare opportunity to see Heiwu take action.
More people want to see how big the gap is between Ye Xiong and Heiwu.
Almost everyone did not believe that Ye Xiong could win this game.
In mid-air, two people faced each other, it was Ye Xiong and Hei Wu.
Ke Zhenxi was suspended above the two of them, and this time he was the referee himself.
"You two, are the rules clear to you two?" Ke Zhenxi asked again.
The competition has progressed to this point, and everyone is already very familiar with the rules, but he still asked beforehand.
"Great Elder, I have something to ask." Ye Xiong raised his hand.
"But it doesn't matter."
"I would like to ask, is there no limit to magical powers in the competition? Any magical powers are acceptable?" Ye Xiong confirmed again.
"In the beginning, there was no limit to the means." Ke Zhenxi replied.
"Clear, I have nothing more to ask." Ye Xiong said.
"I don't have anything to ask," Heiwu said.
"Now that everything is clear, I announce that the game has begun."
After Ke Zhenxi finished speaking, he left the center of the ring and left far away, leaving space for the two of them to fight.
This time, since it was the finals, the location for the battle arena was much expanded, more than twice as big as before.
"Take action and let me see how far your true strength is." Hei Wu said lightly, exuding domineering air.
"In that case, I won't be polite."
After Ye Xiong finished speaking, he unleashed the fifth level of "Heavenly Demon Kung Fu" without any reservation, and exerted all ten of his power.
Hei Wu is not an ordinary monk. He may not be able to win even if he tries his best, and restraining himself has no effect.
In an instant, an overwhelming and terrifying coercion surged out of him, making everyone around him look horrified.
"What a terrifying demonic energy. His strength is so terrifying. It's really unbelievable." Zhao Ruirui opened her mouth wide and could hardly believe her eyes.
"Even Zhao Chen is far inferior to this level of demonic energy. No wonder he would admit defeat." Wang Yilin said.
"Fortunately, he gave up, otherwise the junior brother would have beaten him all over the ground." Zhao Ruirui said, looking at He Yinglian beside him, and asked: "Master, do you think it is possible for the junior brother to win?"
He Yinglian looked at the two people in the field with bright eyes, shook her head, and said: "Heiwu hasn't made a move in hundreds of years. At that time, Heiwu was no longer under him. Now that hundreds of years have passed, how much has Heiwu increased now?"
No one knows!"
"So, junior brother can't win." Wang Yilin's face showed disappointment.
"If it's just this method, it will be difficult, unless Ye Xiong has some more powerful trump cards."
Everyone around them had their eyes wide open, for fear of missing something. Battles of this level are not often seen.
"Very good, you really didn't disappoint me." Black Wu's eyes showed a fiery light.
It's been a long time since his blood boiled. Although he didn't know what the opponent's magical power was like, the opponent was already qualified to let him fight just by the magic pressure he showed now.
"Hell Demonic Spears, thousands of spears fired at once."
Endless, magic spears condensed by demonic energy and carrying the aura of death, overwhelmingly shot toward Black Noon.
"Demon Tide Kung Fu." Black Wu's body erupted with demonic energy that could be seen with the naked eye.
The demonic energy rolled and surged in mid-air, like a river in the sky with huge waves.
That overwhelming attack not only destroyed all of Ye Xiong's magic spears, but also took the advantage.
One move destroyed the opponent's attack and also took the initiative.
"What a terrifying demon tide. He is worthy of being the number one young master in his 17th century." People around him kept sighing.
"I haven't seen him in hundreds of years, and Hei Wu is even more powerful."
"It seems that Ye Xiong is in trouble this time."
Everyone around him could see that Heiwu's background was far superior to that of Ye Xiong.
"Heavenly Demon Skill, Barrier!"
Ye Xiong was determined to test the opponent's strength. Faced with the demonic energy of the mad wave, he refused to retreat but advanced, and the demonic energy surged up.
Two drums of demonic energy were confronting each other in mid-air, constantly fighting.
Although both types of demonic energy are black, they are slightly different.
The demonic energy of Mowu is black with a touch of gray, and is thick.
Ye Xiong's demonic energy is darker in color, especially the chaotic demonic energy, which is like splashing ink.
"Press me..."
The two demonic energies had just been confronting each other for a moment before Hei Wu took the initiative to attack. The offensive of the demonic aura surged instantly, forcing Ye Xiong's demonic aura to retreat continuously.
"As expected of the half-step Void Refining realm, this kind of demonic energy is indeed far from what Ye Chen can compare with in the late stage of Void Refining." Ye Xiong's eyes flickered.
It is obviously impossible to be the opponent's opponent using only five levels of Heavenly Demon Kung Fu.
In his palm, a ball of black flame suddenly appeared, which was the flame of the heart of darkness.
After confirming that there was no way to win over the opponent with the Demonic Art, Ye Xiong decided to use the magical weapon.
Although it would be dangerous to expose the artifact, after all, everyone wants to get the artifact, but it is obviously better than exposing the Buddhist skills.
A monstrous black flame suddenly appeared and surged past.
Although Ye Xiong's demonic energy is not as thick as Hei Wu's, but with the blessing of Black Flame, it is different.
Suddenly, his demonic aura seemed to suddenly come to life, with a blazing temperature and murderous intent, pressing directly against him.
The disadvantage was reversed again after using the artifact.
The Heart of Darkness is an invisible dark flame, unlike the Five Elements Divine Sword, which is tangible and qualitative. Therefore, even if he uses a divine weapon, no one can tell, only that he has magical powers.
"Well done, let me see how high your upper limit is."
Not only was Heiwu not afraid, but his eyes became even more intense, trying desperately to destroy his demonic energy.
The two fought in mid-air. In the end, the entire sky was filled with demonic energy. Their bodies were covered in black energy. Except for the strongest people, the rest of them couldn't even see clearly. They could only see.
From the different colors of the demonic energy between the two, one can roughly determine which of the two has the upper hand.
In the blink of an eye, half an hour passed, and there was still no winner between the two sides.
But anyone with a discerning eye could see that the two of them were not trying their best, and were both waiting for the other party to reveal their final trump card.
This battle was a feast for the eyes of everyone around.
Compared with the first battle, the previous matches were simply children's play, not on the same level at all.
"Ye Xiong, if you want to defeat me with this level of strength, it's impossible. If you have any other trump cards, show them!" Heiwu shouted while taking action.
"I can't defeat you with my level of strength, but if you also have this level of strength, we will only be between equals at best." Ye Xiong said.
As long as he doesn't fall behind, he doesn't want to take the initiative to show off his strongest magical power.
"Since no one takes the initiative, let's just call it a draw." Heiwu suddenly stopped.