As the ice spread all the way, it also passed by Chu Tianyao. At this time, he was struggling to resist the flames all over his body, and a large area of ​​his outer robe had been burned. When the deadly ghost fires formed ice sculptures in front of him and stopped their movements, Chu Tianyao also let out a sigh of relief without any concealment.

However, the breath had not been relieved for a long time, and the layers of ice sculptures began to wriggle again. Under his desperate gaze, they turned into an ice spear. Every few sections, an equally sharp ice cone was connected, eyes, throat, chest... almost all the vital parts were controlled at the same time.

"Senior Brother Chu, are you going to admit defeat now?" Mo Liangcheng stood not far away and looked at him. The seal in his hand was also maintained in a state where he was about to pinch it, as if he was planning to decide the next move based on his answer.

Looking at the ice cones that were terrifyingly cold light, Chu Tianyao had no choice but to grit his teeth and nodded his head.

After he made this reply, the ice cone in front of him finally shrank back one by one, merged into the gun body, and then shattered into ice chips.

Chu Tianyao moved his shoes stiffly to avoid being hit by a larger piece of ice. At the same time, he turned slightly and turned to the referee who was scared to the corner again, as if he wanted to fulfill his promise.

But when everyone thought he was going to admit defeat in person, Chu Tianyao suddenly turned around and tightened his fists: "Mo Luo Tian Explosion! Explosion!"

It was the same routine as Zhou Jian in the battle, hiding the spiritual skills with the spiritual escape technique attached to the enemy, and launching an attack when unexpectedly!

However, Mo Liangcheng's figure flashed in just a flash and appeared parallel to the expanding dark sphere. The spiritual blade in his hand was cut off. With a clear crack, the two black semicircles also split and opened in a twist, and were swallowed up by the space crack that followed. A round of explosions that had begun to take shape was completely ended with some playful nature.

After easily solving the attack beside him, Mo Liangcheng also raised his eyes and turned to Chu Tianyao again. But a clear hint of hatred suddenly passed through his eyes, which had always been calm.

"Are you all the people from Xuantian Sect so hypocritical?" Mo Liangcheng sneered silently. Every time the seal technique was pressed, it would stir up a series of dispersed airflows, which also meant that he was finally going to get serious. "Then I will give you the last journey..."

"The Burning Heaven Sword, come out, reach the sky, and slash the Netherworld, and go!"

A long fiery red sword soared into the sky, and the spreading pressure soon condensed into a sword-shaped phantom, connecting the sky and the earth, and the entire sky was directly dyed into fiery red.

As the main body, the sword-shaped phantom was shrouded in the outside of it. If the audience could not see the essence of the gas at first, but when the air suddenly became a little sharper and a large amount of evil spirits of heaven and earth gathered from all sides, everyone was shocked.

Although the appearance was shocking, the fierce absorption scene did not last long. As the fiery red sword in the phantom rotated slightly, the upright momentum was tilted downward. The phantom on the outside also seemed to have received an instruction and slashed downward towards Chu Tianyao below.

"Spiritual Shield!" Chu Tianyao's pupils tightened, and after he hurriedly pushed out the first shield, his handprint changed again: "Spiritual Shield!"

"Demon Shadow Blood Shield!" This is to "simulate" Luo Dixing's defensive moves in the previous game. A series of triple shields collided with the crushing shadow of heaven and earth!

"Crack--" The first shield quickly shattered.

Chu Tianyao had already been unable to stand firm in this momentum. His hair was lifted up and exploded on both sides of his cheeks. The sharp wind like a blade made him dare not open his eyes at all. He felt that he was like a little ant hiding behind a shield, suffering the full impact of a tsunami.

"Crack--" The second shield couldn't hold on.

"Stop it... hold it up!" Chu Tianyao frantically injected spiritual power into the last shield. He could not see anything or sense anything now. He could only rely on his intuition and will to resist! Resist! Resist with all his strength!

The spiritual pressure that almost suffocated him seemed to gradually ease at a certain moment... No, it was not reduced, the oppression of the sword-shaped phantom had dissipated!

Blocked...? I actually blocked? Chu Tianyao was shocked for a moment, and then a burst of ecstasy. Moliang City, you are just like this. After fighting for so long, I don’t believe you will have no consumption at all! Now I have blocked your attack, and it’s hard to say how successful or failure is...

However, after he took this blow, the exclamation he expected did not appear in the field. Instead, another boo with a bit of regret became stronger and stronger.

...What's going on? Chu Tianyao sensitively realized that the situation had changed. As soon as he raised his head, he saw the ring that was close to him and the wasteland he stepped on under his feet! He was actually pushed out of the field by the pressure just now!

"Player Chu Tianyao was eliminated!" The referee's voice made up another harsh blow to his perception, "The winner is a player in Mo Liangcheng!"

The audience was boiling, and they were cheering for a long-awaited result; the referee was struggling to praise Mo Liangcheng on the ring, although it was a cliché that had been praising thousands of times. In the end, he seemed to want to hold the hand of the quasi-chairman and make a "victory" posture together, but Mo Liangcheng ignored him and turned around and left alone.

"Wait!" Chu Tianyao suddenly lost control and shouted, "He used the forbidden spell just now! The results cannot be counted!"

Mo Liangcheng stopped at the edge of the ring and glanced back for no reason. He probably didn't expect that someone could be so scoundrel, and without any doubt the result of the game, he actually made such a charge against him!

At the seat of the Fentian Sect, Xu Wuji sneered contemptuously: "Hmph, is it interesting to call thief? I think everyone knows who used the forbidden spell just now." This is the first time he has participated in the civil war between the two contestants as the master of the Dingtian Mountains. This sentence also represents that Chu Tianyao is destined to have no hope of turning the tables!

On the other side, Luo Dixing supported his head with one hand and lazily followed: "That's to say, Chu Tianyao, you, a villain who can't afford to lose, are you really embarrassing the elite disciples."

Chu Tianyao opened his mouth and wanted to fight back, but then he thought about it but swallowed it again. He did not dare to disobey Xu Wuji, so he could only turn the finger completely to Luo Dixing. Moreover, as the saying goes, if you step on someone, you have to step on the pain point, he now has the most deadly fatal point-

"...Hmph, you can afford to lose. A dignified elite disciple can't even beat an ordinary disciple of my Xuantian Sect. It turns out that the Poyue Sect is at this level?"

Sure enough, as soon as this sentence was spoken, Luo Dixing was immediately slapped and slapped: "You take this sentence back to me! Do you want to fight?"

Regarding Luo Dixing, the negative "king of topics", he had just intervened in the matter, and the discussion in the audience never stopped. Now "complain keywords" appeared in his mouth, which naturally caused another incitement of "fearing that the world will not be in chaos".

"Hey, don't just say you don't practice! If you want to fight, just go up and fight!"

"It just so happens that Chu Tianyao is also exhausting his power. He is fighting with you in this state, so you are really worth the most!"

"Luo Dixing actually said he wanted to fight with someone, which seemed to make me laugh! And Chu Tianyao, do you have to be a little bit of shame as a human being? Do you have a villain like you who complained first? Do you really think we are all blind?"

Chu Tianyao and Luo Dixing are both losers. Now, even if others don’t need to say anything, they are indeed “small”. Under the unanimous bombardment of the audience, the two of them continued the war without any shame, and they both got into the seat in shame and tried to remain silent.

As Chu Tianyao was traveling between the rows of seats, he could clearly see that all the elders were shaking their heads at him. Their eyes were both regretful and unexpected, and there was also a hint of gratitude. It was like a gambler who had lost all, and suddenly noticed that he had a card left and had not turned over.

"Tianyao still lost. But that Mo Liang City is really amazing! This strength is probably similar to Tianying in his peak period, right?"

"Oh, fortunately we still have Ye Shuo!"

"That's right, I can only count on Ye Shuo now."

Ye Shuo... Ye Shuo... Chu Tianyao's already unhappy mood fell to the bottom this time.

If I hadn't wasted so much time teaching them and delayed my own cultivation, would I lose?! Even though I knew that the seven-goal competition was about to start, I asked me to bring those new disciples. What was my intention? Master, you just like him and have more talent than me. Do you have to sacrifice me to create him?!

If Ye Shuo wins in the next game... he won the opponent I can't beat, then everyone will definitely decide that I am not as good as him, and the master will give him better treatment and reward him with more resources; those ordinary disciples don't know anything, so naturally whoever is more popular will be sought after. I was surpassed by the disciples I brought out with myself. This is simply a huge joke. In the future, my situation in the Dingtian Mountains will be more miserable than Luo Dixing!

So Ye Shuo... You can't win tomorrow's game, you have to lose for my dignity. And, you'd better die in the ring like this...

Although Chu Tianyao's accusation was gone, the referee once again grabbed Mo Liangcheng in order to incite the atmosphere on the scene, and continued to shout to the audience:

"As the most popular and recognized champion and runner-up since the start of the competition, the failure of Luo Dixing shocked everyone. After the morning game, the Mo Liangcheng player was once again pushed to the forefront. Everyone was speculating whether his game would be equally upset.

However, the results of the game are in front of us. Our first genius has defended his glory with his record. He has continued his unbeaten record. The Moliang City player is worthy of being a role model for all young spiritual cultivators. He is an insurmountable monument!"

After a scattered praise, he turned his head and asked, "Mu Liangcheng players, can you tell us a little bit about how much strength you used in the game just now? Look, how enthusiastic the audience in the audience is, they must be very concerned about this issue-" He turned the microphone and shook the audience below the stage, amplifying the chaotic echo exponentially, and then he put the microphone in front of Mo Liangcheng.

Mo Liangcheng frowned. He originally didn't like this kind of show in public, but when he saw Ye Shuo, who was innocent in the audience, he was still pretending to be nothing at this time! Mo Liangcheng suddenly felt a sense of anger rising, snorting coldly, and said, "I don't think it takes much strength to participate in this kind of competition. Will you use all your strength to eat and sleep?"

This humorous and slightly spicy answer caused a burst of laughter from the audience, and the referee also laughed: "So what the Mo Liangcheng player means is that fighting with Chu Tianyao is as easy as eating and sleeping for you?" Regardless of Chu Tianyao's face that was already dark in the audience, he suddenly waved to Ye Shuo again: "Ah, Ye Shuo, come up together, you are also a popular person now, I have a question and want to ask you two at the same time!"

Ye Shuo was stunned for a moment, and with the smiles and encouragement of the teachers of his fellow students, he finally walked onto the stage in a daze.

At this time, for the sake of the "real champion and runner-up" appearing on the same stage before the game, there were already many shooting sounds of jade slips in the audience. Ye Shuo touched the back of his head and felt even more unnatural. This was the first time he had experienced such a scene and received such attention for the first time. He was so embarrassed that he didn't know where to sway his hands. He could only keep touching the back of his head and showed a honest smile on his face.

The referee did not notice Ye Shuo's embarrassment. He was only focused on stimulating the atmosphere on the scene. It seemed that the higher the decibels the audience screamed, the more prizes he could get. At this time, he faced Mo Liangcheng with a flattering look: "The two will have a formal showdown on the ring tomorrow. Mo Liangcheng players, I wonder if in your opinion, who can win the final crown?"

This time, Mo Liangcheng took the initiative to take the microphone: "Of course it's me!" and answered the four words firmly. After saying that, he glanced at Ye Shuo coldly, showing his provocative intentions.

At the same time, only one of us can survive. And that person will not be you...

In such occasions, in order to express respect to your opponent, except for those who are like Luo Dixing who can't speak in a brain, most of the others will give in appropriately a few words of humility.

Moreover, the impression that Mo Liangcheng gave in the previous few games was not such a person with a sharp edge. Even the referee was stunned by his abnormal high-profile moment, then laughed and smoothed out: "It seems that the players of Mo Liangcheng are really confident in themselves, and their answers are very domineering and very chic!

As for player Ye Shuo, although he was a newcomer dark horse that temporarily emerged in this game, his strength is obvious to everyone. May I ask, how did you respond to the winning declaration of the Mo Liangcheng player?"

Ye Shuo had not yet come back to his senses from the shock of Mo Liangcheng's eyes, and at this moment he could only touch the back of his head awkwardly again:

"Well... it's not a matter of winning or losing. Brother Liangcheng... He is really excellent. As a newcomer who has just entered the spiritual cultivation world, I can compete with experts like him in such a short time. No matter whether the final result is success or failure, I think it will definitely be of some help to me, and it is also a very valuable experience. Let's... come on together, okay?"

Ye Shuo saw Mo Liangcheng's disgust with him now. But even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't think of where he offended him. When he said this, he was always very careful.

It is obviously inappropriate to how to position his relationship with Mo Liangcheng like a brother. But if he is too distant, wouldn’t he even admit that the friendship has broken down? Therefore, in the end, Ye Shuo tried his best to use politeness, in the tone of "the juniors ask for advice from the seniors", but the most critical title, he still used "Brothers of Liangcheng".

At the same time, Ye Shuo also extended his hand to Mo Liangcheng. On the one hand, he was shaking hands with him before the game; on the other hand, he also wanted to tell the other party that his promises in the Nightmare Realm still counted. No matter what difficulties you encounter now, I am willing to spend with you.

Mo Liangcheng glanced at him quickly, but did not respond. He turned around and walked off the stage proudly, leaving Ye Shuo's hand awkwardly stopping in the air.
Chapter completed!