Chapter 342 Pressure from the Immortal King
"Oh my god, it's fighting spirit!"
"Good boy, you actually comprehended the fighting spirit!"
"Amazing! This guy is a talent!"
The spectators cried out in surprise.
At the critical moment, Shi Potian actually comprehended the fighting spirit!
With the addition of fighting spirit, his combat power increased exponentially and he quickly got rid of the unfavorable situation.
"Damn it!"
Tianxuan felt like he was being teased when he saw this, and immediately activated the Yin-Yang Mirror together with Lingji, launching a fatal attack on Shi Potian.
Two powerful forces intertwined together, forming an inescapable net that enveloped the entire battlefield and plunged it into a realm of ice and fire.
"Fight!" Shi Potian roared, condensing all the fighting spirit in his body into his fists, and collided head-on with the attacks of Yin Yang.
With a loud bang, the earth shook and violent energy swept in all directions.
The sound made everyone's eardrums hurt, their ears buzzed, a strong airflow blew in their faces, making everyone's clothes rustle, and their eyes were almost blinded by the light of energy.
Everyone widened their eyes, unable to believe that Shi Potian had actually blocked the combined attack of the Yin and Yang twins.
The leaders of all the major sects were secretly amazed in their hearts, could this small Tianmen be hiding some shocking secret?
However, the good times did not last long. Shi Potian's extreme burst consumed a lot of energy and he soon could not hold on any longer.
After dozens of moves, Shi Potian coughed up a mouthful of blood, staining the front of his shirt red, but the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, like two burning stars.
A mysterious stone bowl suddenly appeared in his hand.
This stone bowl looks ordinary, but it exudes an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. The body of the bowl is engraved with strange runes, as if it contains the ultimate truth between heaven and earth.
"Huh? What kind of treasure is that?"
Amidst a chorus of shock, Shi Potian poured the last bit of fighting spirit left in his body into it.
The stone bowl hummed, and the sound was like the roar of an ancient beast, causing pain in everyone's eardrums.
The runes seemed to come alive, flashing with dazzling light. The light was like a materialized chain, extending towards the Yin and Yang twins.
The yin and yang twins struggled under the suction, their clothes were pulled and rustled, and their hair flew like overgrown seaweed.
The light from Tianxuan's sun mirror became weaker and weaker, veins popped out on his face, his eyeballs became bloodshot, and he struggled hard but was powerless.
Lingji was like a butterfly caught in a vortex. Her pretty face was filled with fear. When the Yin Mirror in her hand was sucked into the stone bowl, she let out a desperate wail.
The two men's faces changed drastically, and they tried their best to break free from the suction, but found that it was of no use.
The Yin-Yang Mirror flickered, trying to resist the devouring force, but it was fleeting like the light of a firefly.
"No...Impossible!" Tianxuan roared in horror.
In a short while, the Yin-Yang Mirror was sucked into the stone bowl and disappeared completely.
Having lost the Yin-Yang Mirror, the Yin-Yang twins were heartbroken, their fighting spirit plummeted, and they were soon kicked out of the arena by Shi Potian.
"I won..." Shi Potian staggered back a few steps, his face as pale as paper, but he smiled, a very happy smile.
"Tianmen, we will win!"
"We win! We win!"
"Shi Potian! Shi Potian!"
The disciples of Tianmen cheered and leaped for joy, their voices shaking the earth. The sound echoed through the valley, making everyone's ears buzz, and shouts of joy filled every corner.
This sudden victory, like a ray of dawn, illuminates the hope in everyone's hearts.
In the following competitions, the Tianmen disciples were unstoppable, winning 21 matches in a row, while the representatives of the seven major forces were defeated one after another, showing their cunningness.
"This Tianmen is really hidden deep down." exclaimed a sect leader.
Another leader stroked his beard and said, "Strange, how could the seven major forces be so vulnerable? Could it be..."
Everyone was silent and the atmosphere became solemn.
At this time, the mysterious old man who had been watching the battle silently suddenly spoke in a low and hoarse voice: "The seven major forces will not be willing to fail, they must have a backup plan..."
After the old man finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving behind only a meaningful back.
Indra looked at the old man's back, his brows furrowed, and an inexplicable sense of uneasiness rose in his heart.
He turned his head and looked into the distance, his eyes were deep, as if he could see through everything.
"Get ready for the storm..."
Out of the fifty-eight competitions, Tianmen won forty-seven, shocking the entire audience and catching everyone's eye.
All of Tianmen's disciples are extremely talented, and are in no way inferior to the geniuses from the seven major forces.
What is even more rare is that their configuration is extremely powerful, even better than the seven major forces.
Each of them has a set of god-level equipment, two or more god-level skills, and three or more god-level elixirs...
Such a configuration is extremely gorgeous. Except for the Son of God and some Sons of Miracles, almost all of the seven major forces are crushed.
People simply couldn't imagine it.
Tianmen is just a newly established sect, so how come it has such a profound foundation?
Is it because of the ladder? Or is it because he has someone behind him?
For a moment, many speculations arose in everyone's mind.
However, no matter how powerful Tianmen is, it is ultimately just an emerging force. It is impossible to completely suppress the seven major forces.
The seven major forces have been passed down for hundreds of millions of years, and their true heritage is unfathomable. The previous failures only show that their top leaders are not serious enough.
To outsiders, they may have taken this game seriously enough, but in fact, they still did not take it seriously enough.
The top leaders of Tianmen still regard Indra as an ant from the lower world.
That’s right, in their eyes, Indra is just an ant, even though this ant is much stronger than other ants.
And now, Tianmen was winning victory after victory, and even broke the Hun Tian formation. They finally started to take it seriously.
At this moment, Indra was no longer an ant in their eyes, but a real immortal or demon-level figure, which attracted the attention of the top leaders of the seven major forces.
The seven major forces are absolutely terrifying when they get serious.
The entire Huntian Ancient Domain was shrouded in the Immortal King force field, and the competition arena was even more shrouded in an Immortal King-level formation that could not be destroyed by anyone.
The Tianmen base was also restricted by the Immortal King's force field. Except for the contestants, no one else had freedom of movement.
Even Indra, without using the system, could not do anything about the Immortal King's force field. Even if he possessed the Great Way of Chaos and Nothingness, he could only barely protect himself.
There is too much difference in levels.
In the endless sky, immortals and demons stand side by side, and sacred figures keep appearing.
The headquarters of the seven major forces - Tianwai Tian, has begun to pay attention to the competition. If Emperor Shitian gives secret instructions again, they will take action.
The reason why they haven't taken action yet is, first, they have no evidence, and second, they are somewhat afraid of Indra's background.
But what they don’t know is that Emperor Shitian has no backing. He has always relied only on the system. However, if you insist on calling it a backing, the system is also qualified.
Indra felt this and couldn't help but frown.
He knew that he really had no other choice now, and the next game would depend on the players themselves.
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The joy of 47 consecutive victories was short-lived and was quickly shrouded by dark clouds.
The previous victory seemed to be just an illusion. Now, the real test has just begun.
The seven super powers finally showed their hidden fangs.
Those who had fought before were just pawns used to test Tianmen’s strength.
Among the geniuses who had come on stage before them, the strongest were only a few such as Lingyin, Yuanyi, Shadow, and the Yin-Yang Twins, while the rest were relatively ordinary.
And now, everyone who stepped onto the battlefield had an aura as deep as the abyss and a gaze as sharp as a knife.