Chapter 272: Ying Xiong vs Bai Hun - 272
The 30 minute break ended quite quickly. As the white door appeared once again, everyone quickly entered and came back to the arena.
The first fight was between the holder of token 1 and the holder of token 3. Those two were Bai Hun, the nine colored divine phoenix, and Ying Xiong.
They both got on the stage as the countdown began. This time, Ying Xiong was more nervous than before. Although he had gotten a bit used to fighting in his first fight, he was now fighting against a much stronger opponent.
The worst part was, Bai Hun did not underestimate him like the last person.
'If I want to win, then I must not make any mistakes.' Ying Xiong thought to himself.
Meanwhile, Bai Hun just reminded himself to be careful.
As the numbers turned into the word fight, both Ying Xiong and Bai Hun launched towards each other.
Ying Xiong didn't use the body protection technique he used in the first round since he wasn't planning on being passive, and simply used the bell technique from before.
Along with the bell, a golden light covered his body. This was the basic technique of using Buddhist Qi to enhance his body.
Buddhist Qi was usually best used this way.
On the other side, Bai Hun covered himself in his nine-colored flame and ran even faster towards Ying Xiong.
As they reached each other, Ying Xiong stopped and punched out with all his strength. From behind him, a phantom of a buddha with his legs crossed appeared and punched as well. The buddha phantoms fist seemed to perfectly encase his own.
At the same time, Bai Hun sensed the danger of his opponent's attack and stopped holding back immediately, transforming into his phoenix form. Unlike before, he didn't limit his size.
Bai Hun's true form immediately appeared in all its glory. A hundred feet tall nine-colored phoenix with a wingspan of multiple hundreds of feet soared towards Ying Xiong.
The similarly sized buddha phantom was similarly imposing.
The buddha's fist and the nine colored phoenix's beak collided. In an instant, the nine colored flame on the phoenix spread across the buddha phantom's entire body.
At the same time, an incredible force pushed back the force from the beak and punched the nine colored phoenix in the face, sending it flying away.
Although Ying Xiong seemed to be the winner, the nine colored flame was rapidly injuring the buddha phantom.
Ying Xiong thought about dispersing it, but that would cause the flames to get off of the buddha phantom's body and directly attack to his body.
Ying Xiong stood inside the buddha phantom, his mind rapidly moving, as Bai Hun shook off the pain from the punch and flew back towards the buddha phantom.
As Ying Xiong saw Bai Hun coming back, he made a split second decision and hoped it would work out.
Instead of trying to disperse the flame, which would be extremely troubling, Ying Xiong decided to defeat Bai Hun before the flames destroyed the buddha phantom and killed him.
Ying Xiong pushed off of the ground and ran towards Bai Hun at his full speed, the buddha phantom following as he stayed in the middle of it.
As he was about to reach Ying Xiong, Bai Hun took a page from the book of dragons and let out a breath of the nine colored divine flame.
Ying Xiong saw it and decided to try his unfinished technique. While the buddha phantom was just a highly advanced buddhist Qi technique, Ying Xiong, in all his talent, managed to partially make his own technique.
Ying Xiong jumped in the air and arrived at the true center of the buddha phantom, not just inside its crossed legs.
As he reached the center, the buddhist aura that the giant buddha gave off increased greatly.
The buddha phantom's eyes snapped open wide and its legs uncrossed. It jumped up from its sitting position and copied the position of Ying Xiongs body. Now, every move that Ying Xiong made would be made by the buddha phantom.
Ying Xiong unfurled his fist and met the nine colored flame breath with his palm. As the palm met with the flame, some of the flame dispersed, while the rest attached to the buddha phantom's body, speeding up the process of its burning.
With the addition of more flames, Ying Xiong inwardly calculated that the buddha phantom would last three more seconds before collapsing.
After breaking through the flame breath, only the rapidly approaching Bai Hun was left. In the three seconds remaining, Ying Xiong decided to use all of his Qi to make three moves.
In the first second, the buddha phantom's hand grabbed at Bai Hun and grabbed his neck. Bai Hun scoffed and tried to break out using his immense force, but was surprised to feel that the density of Buddhist Qi in the grabbing motion was far too strong for him to break out of without multiple seconds.
In the second second, Ying Xiong moved the buddha phantom's arm and slammed Bai Hun to the ground.
Bai Hun was helplessly pushed down as his face slammed into the arena's hard floor. The floor did not even crack.
In the third and final second, the buddha phantom lifted its hand high and balled it into a fist. Then, it came smashing down onto Bai Hun's face.
As soon as the fist hit Bai Hun, the buddha phantom collapsed from the flames. Bai Hun's face was knocked into the ground and heavily bleeding.
Instinctually, Bai Hun transformed into humanoid form and fell on the arena ground. He laid on the floor, his face bloody. After a second had passed, he realized that he had not been teleported out and smiled.
That, along with the burning mass on the ground the size of a human not far from him, made him believe that victory was his.
'He is fighting the flames' power right now. He can't last too much longer.' He thought to himself as he struggled to get up from the arena ground.
He was in immense pain, but his willpower had always been high. He slowly limped over to the burning mass a few feet away from him.
Ying Xiong was feeling immense pain from the constant burning. Every second that passed, he felt like he would die.
He barely had any will to resist as he was slowly and painfully burned.
Suddenly, through his nearly destroyed eyes, he saw a blur limping towards him.
Chapter 273: The Human Race's Secret Supreme Technique - 273
Ying Xiong could barely think at this point. Only the blurry silhouette and the nine colored flames seemed to exist in his vision.
Despite his ability to think essentially being gone, his instinct was not. As he saw the silhouette getting closer, he raised two fingers towards the being.
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Most of the people outside of the barrier watched in horror as Ying Xiong was being burned alive.
His mother was the worst, immediately trying to run up to her child. Zhou Fan had to knock her out to get her to stop.
Most people watched with neutral faces, but most were feeling a brief sense of horror inside. They were all extremely old and experienced. They knew the pain of being burned.
As everyone saw Bai Hun getting closer, they suddenly saw Ying Xiong raise two fingers and point towards Bai Hun.
Zhou Fan's eyes slightly widened and a smile appeared on his face.
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As Ying Xiong raised his two fingers, memories surfaced to his mind. One day, when he was a few years younger, the strongest member of the human race took him to a hidden cave deep below the ground.
There, he showed him records of times so long ago that they were nearly unknown to the galaxy.
Among them was a record of the first leader of the Huang Long academy. His name had been forgotten, along with many other things, but a single one of his ingenious techniques had lasted throughout the millions of years.
As Ying Xiong raised two fingers, a name graced his mind.
'The human race's secret supreme technique! Yellow piercing sword finger!'
From his two fingers, a small yellow light in the shape of a sword tip came out at a horrifying speed.
Before Bai Hun could even react, his brain was pierced and he appeared outside of the arena.
"Second round first battle winner! Ying Xiong!" The announcer said.
For the first time since the start of the tournament, clapping filled the arena. Even those at the lesser dao creation realm were clapping.
Bai Hun stared blankly at the stands. He didn't even know what had happened. In one second he was walking towards Ying Xiong, about to finish him off. In the next, he appeared outside of the arena and heard the announcement of Ying Xiong winning.
Meanwhile, Ying Xiong jumped up with his two hands high in the air. He turned around to hug his mom, only to see her passed out on the ground.
He confusedly looked at Zhou Fan and Zhou Fan explained what had happened. While he was explaining, Bai Hun went back to the stands and two more tokens flew up.
The number 5 token holder, Hong Yen, vs the number 7 token holder, Ao Wen.
They both hopped on the stage as the countdown began. As soon as the time ended, Ao Wen transformed into his dragon form.
He knew that the odds of him beating Hong Yen were low, so he went all out from the beginning in order to increase his chances.
He turned into a giant red dragon with two wings and scales covering his body.
He flew towards Hong Yen as fast as he could and released the dragon race's signature move. Dragon breath.
Hong Yen stood still as the dragon breath came towards her. The moment it reached within 30 feet of her, she raised her hand and a reddish translucent barrier was formed around her.
As the dragon's breath poured at the barrier, she calmly stood there. The flames from Ao Wen's dragon breath ended after 5 seconds.
Ao Wen remained flying in the air, while Hong Yen stood calmly. Despite her appearance of casualness, Ao Wen smirked.
He knew that she couldn't have blocked his attack so easily. It was simply an act.
Without hesitation, he flew straight down towards Hong Yen's barrier. It seemed he was going to drop onto the barrier with his body.
Seeing him coming down, Hong Yen finally moved. Covering her body with Fire Qi, she quickly dashed out of the barrier.
In the area she dashed away from, the barrier disappeared. The Qi from the barrier sprinkled down, and with her manipulation, formed multiple spikes.
She had changed from defense to offense while barely using any Qi.
Ao Wen clearly saw the spike, and he naturally didn't plan on falling on them. As he was about to reach the ground, he transformed back into his humanoid form and floated in the air.
While floating, he took in a deep breath. Just as he was about to release the dragon's breath, the spikes below him shot up.
Ao Wen's eyes widened as he hastily moved out of the way, barely evading the spikes. Just as he reached his destination and stopped moving, Hong Yen appeared behind him.
Ao Wen sensed her and flipped his body immediately, forming a fire sword and swung down.
Once his vision reached behind him, Hong Yen was no longer there. Unable to stop the momentum of the sword, Ao Wen hurriedly looked around as it fell.
Suddenly, he sensed an intense heat behind him. A punch from a fist covered in fire Qi directly hit his spine, sending him flying into the distance, only stopping when he hit the barrier.
He limply fell onto the ground, but the battle didn't stop.
Ao Wen's face was contorted in pain as he tried to sit up. Unfortunately, his spine was nearly destroyed. It was rapidly healing, but it would take an entire minute even if he poured all of his Qi into it and used the dragon race's secret techniques.
Like Bai Hun had in the last fight, Hong Yen slowly walked towards the paralyzed Ao Wen. Once she was ten feet away from him, she flicked her finger and a flame needle flew out, piercing Ao Wen's head and ending the battle.
They both appeared outside of the arena and the winner was announced.
"Second round, second fight winner! Hong Yen!" The voice said.
After Hong Yen shook Ao Wen's hand, he went back to the stands.
Hong Yen's first opponent sighed in relief that she had held back against him.
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