199: Great Wilderness Holy Body

This strike represented Xian Yu's determination for a desperate counterattack, and it was his final killing move!

If the opponent blocked it, he would have no choice but to lose.

But if he couldn't block it, then he would win!

Just as Xian Yu pushed him back and broke free, Bing Yan had already faintly sensed it, constantly paying attention to his opponent's movements.

When he discovered that his opponent wanted to pull the rug out from under him and turn the tide, he had already secretly activated the spiritual energy within his body.

"I've been waiting for you!"

After he murmured softly, purple qi soared to the sky, and a gigantic, illusory Heavenly Blade condensed above his head.

Just its presence suspended there sent shivers down people's spines, and a dangerous aura permeated the air.

This Heavenly Blade contained the fused power of ice and fire, with the ferocity of fire and the freezing cold of ice, perfectly balanced.

"Ice and Fire Extremes, Dao Derivation, Slash!"

The Heavenly Blade moved, not quickly, but the wisps of Dao rhyme it contained made many people's hearts skip a beat.

An inexplicable answer arose in their minds: the Heavenly Blade was unstoppable, and Xian Yu's defeat was sealed.

Just as they had predicted, the seemingly terrifying and boundless battle halberd, carrying endless golden light, pierced the front of the Heavenly Blade and then stopped.

Then it began to tremble violently, becoming more and more intense, until finally, the halberd's shaft began to shatter, transforming into a sky full of light rain and dissipating.

The Heavenly Blade only consumed two-thirds of its power and continued to slash towards Xian Yu.

The latter's expression changed drastically; how could he possibly resist now? He watched helplessly as the Heavenly Blade cut through the void and descended.

Just as he was about to be obliterated by it, the Heavenly Blade vanished into thin air, and he couldn't help but look towards the Immortal Clan's direction.

He saw that the Immortal Clan's God Realm peak expert had merely raised a finger to resolve the crisis.

The Human and Demon Clans did not stop him either, after all, even if Xian Yu lost, he was still a peerless talent.

As long as he did not perish, he would become an important combat force for the Immortal Clan in the future, so it was naturally impossible to let him die on the battle stage.

Xian Yu breathed a sigh of relief, like a defeated rooster, and silently walked towards the edge.

The presiding Stone Clan Elder quickly announced loudly: "First round, Bing Yan wins!"

The experts of the Myriad Races erupted in cheers, highly approving of Bing Yan's performance.

The patriarchs of the Ice and Fire Clans wore expressions of relief and great pride.

After all, Bing Yan belonged to their two clans.

If it were in the past, the Three-Race Alliance would definitely have stepped forward to engage in a war of words with the Human and Demon Alliance.

Perhaps due to the initial setback, the atmosphere in the Three-Race Alliance camp seemed somewhat suppressed, and their expressions were all rather grim.

The Stone Clan Elder did not delay at all and continued to preside over the competition's proceedings.

In the second match, the Human and Demon Clans' morale soared, and a short-haired young man emerged, dressed in animal skins, revealing his muscular arms.

Judging from his appearance and attire, he seemed to come from the Great Wilderness Tribe.

However, the aura he exuded was by no means weak.

The Three-Race Alliance, on the other hand, remained silent for a long time, seemingly discussing who would fight.

After a full stick of incense, a young man from the Spirit Clan, dressed in white with flowing black hair, walked out.

His figure seemed to possess a certain affinity with heaven and earth, as if he were a favored child of the world.

"Human Clan, Hong Ze!"

"Spirit Clan, Ling Feng!"

The Spirit Clan youth's gaze was calm, devoid of any emotional fluctuations.

In contrast, the Human Clan's short-haired youth looked eager, his eyes filled with fighting intent, and an aura of savagery permeated the air.

Ho!

He didn't hesitate at all, like a humanoid demon beast, he fiercely threw a punch, aiming for Ling Feng's chest.

Bang.

But what greeted it was a hand, tightly gripping Hong Ze's fist in its palm, rendering him unable to move.

Huh!

Hong Ze was somewhat surprised; this punch of his was not a test at all, but rather driven entirely by his powerful physical body.

Ling Feng suddenly tightened his grip on the opponent's fist, pulled him forward, and then gently pushed with his right palm.

Immediately, Hong Ze felt as if he was caught in a vortex and sucked in by the opponent, losing control.

Moreover, a fair-skinned hand came towards his shoulder; if it landed, his entire arm would be crippled.

In a panic, a surge of yellow spiritual energy erupted within him, and he raised his other arm to block in front of him.

Bang!

With another muffled thud, Hong Ze was blasted away like a cannonball.

The experts of the Myriad Races were in an uproar, not expecting that the Human Clan, who had won the previous round, would encounter a crisis at the very beginning.

He was sent flying with just one exchange, which made them involuntarily start to scrutinize Ling Feng.

They saw that his expression had not changed in the slightest despite having the advantage, as if everything was within his control.

Hong Ze was blasted several hundred feet away, and the arm he used to block was faintly trembling.

His eyes immediately became somewhat solemn; these twenty peerless talents, each of them held an invincible belief in their hearts.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have reached their current level; talent and state of mind were both indispensable.

But he felt an extreme threat from the opponent, an indescribable intuition.

He let out a loud shout, his figure flashed, and he once again appeared not far from the opponent, his body enveloped in yellow spiritual energy.

His exposed arms suddenly became much thicker, and a strange luster flowed over them, his pupils also turned yellow.

"Great Wilderness Sacred Body!"

Some well-informed experts of the Myriad Races recognized it, their tone filled with surprise.

The Great Wilderness Sacred Body, which followed the barbaric body refining method, possessed a powerful physical body and contained a trace of the barbaric origin.

Without another word, he leaped into the air, clenching both fists, and smashed down fiercely like a barbaric ape or a Vajra.

Space trembled, qi waves rolled, and the battle stage collapsed downwards.

The Spirit Clan youth's face was expressionless; he slightly raised his right palm and unleashed a gigantic palm print, which subtly harmonized with the power of space.

Before Hong Ze could even land, the palm print directly struck his body, sending him flying.

"What incredible speed! He is clearly still in the God-Emperor Realm, yet he has already comprehended the power of space!"

The experts of the Myriad Races exclaimed in surprise; a talent who had not yet stepped into the Venerable Realm had, against all odds, mastered a trace of spatial ability.

This was simply unbelievable, and it was also why Hong Ze was counterattacked and sent flying before he even landed.

Damn it!

Hong Ze was so angry that his teeth itched, feeling a surge of qi and blood within him, making him very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, his physical body was powerful, and the Great Wilderness Sacred Body protected him at the critical moment, otherwise, he would have undoubtedly suffered some injuries.

"Don't waste your energy, you are not my opponent!"

Ling Feng's robes billowed without wind, rustling, his tone calm, yet without the arrogance Xian Yu had displayed earlier.

It was as if he was stating something self-evident, leaving no room for rebuttal.

"Hehe, perhaps so, but I'm the kind of person who, even knowing there's a tiger in the mountain, insists on going to the tiger's den. Even if I lose, I want to lose with understanding!"

Hong Ze grinned, looking very carefree.

At this, Ling Feng's face, in contrast, showed a hint of a smile, not disdain, but rather genuine interest.

However, their positions were ultimately different, and he would not show mercy because of it.

"Then allow me to experience your true methods!"

He continued.

"Alright, then I won't hold back."

Hong Ze roared, his aura steadily climbing, and his animal skin burst open, revealing his muscular upper body.

"Here I come!"

His figure swayed, and he transformed into an afterimage, launching a sudden attack.