Immortals Step into Heaven

Tang Shishan was slightly taken aback when he saw Sura take out a top-grade magical weapon. Then, with a sudden thought, he swung his axe, unleashing six axelight rays that whistled towards Sura. Sura was startled by the sudden and astonishing number of axelight rays. A flicker of panic crossed his eyes, but his years of combat experience allowed him to react quickly, and he quickly raised his shield to defend himself.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Six loud explosions erupted in quick succession, resembling six claps of thunder rumbling across the arena. Each axe blast, imbued with Tang Shishan's immense magical power, slammed fiercely into the shield. The powerful impact jarred Sura's arms, nearly making it impossible for him to hold onto the shield, and his body was sent flying backwards.

Several tiny cracks appeared on the shield of the ultimate defensive magic weapon, and its light became somewhat dim. It was obvious that this round of attacks had put it under tremendous pressure. When Sura landed, he found that he was already under the ring. His face suddenly turned ugly, and then he shook his head helplessly, put away the magic weapon, and left without looking back.

At the edge of Arena No. 1, the referee's powerful voice exploded in the air like a huge bell. Tang Shishan of Alchemy Valley won! This voice instantly ignited the enthusiasm of the surrounding audience, and cheers and applause surged towards the arena like a surging wave.

Tang Shishan walked down from the stage.

On the other side of the field, Zhang Xueyue, Xu Wen and others also showed extraordinary strength. They defeated their opponents cleanly and neatly. The fierce battle scene seemed to be still before our eyes, and every move was exquisite. Now they have successfully advanced to the top 100 list.

Meanwhile, Arena No. 6 also witnessed a highly anticipated matchup. The referee shouted at the top of his lungs: Zheng Yuan from the Alchemy Valley versus Li Zong from the Spiritual Medicine Valley! The voice echoed around the arena. Zheng Yuan's expression was solemn. After taking a deep breath, he stepped onto the stage. Li Zong, on the other hand, was already standing quietly on the stage, his gaze as sharp as a sword unsheathed.

Li Zong looked at Zheng Yuan, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. He hadn't expected his opponent to be only at the tenth level of Qi Refining, two levels lower than himself. However, he didn't let this cause him to despise him in the slightest. He knew that in the cultivation realm, realm alone wasn't the only indicator of true strength, and no one standing on the stage of the Top 100 was a pushover. Even at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, he didn't dare to be careless, his expression growing increasingly serious.

The game begins! Referee No. 6's voice rang out like thunder, exploding in the air.

Li Zong's eyes flashed, and without hesitation, he quickly pulled out a top-grade magical long sword emitting a cold light. A halo of light emanated from the long sword. He charged at Zheng Yuan like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey. Seeing this, Zheng Yuan pulled out his long staff and struck out three times.

Li Zong's eyes flashed, and without hesitation, he quickly drew out a top-grade magical long sword, emitting a chilling gleam. A halo of light enveloped the long sword, and he charged at Zheng Yuan like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey. Seeing this, Zheng Yuan unsheathed his long staff and launched three shadowy strikes. Like dragons emerging from the sea, they rushed towards Li Mo with the force of a whistling wind, overwhelming the earth. Wherever the shadows passed, the air seemed to rip, emitting bursts of explosive sounds.

Li Zong frowned, brandishing his long sword, which transformed into a curtain of light, attempting to block Zheng Yuan's attack. The sword and the shadow of the staff collided, sparking a burst of light and spreading a powerful magical force. Zheng Yuan shouted loudly, swirling his long staff, and several more shadows attacked Li Mo from different directions, leaving Li Zong no chance to breathe.

Li Zong frowned, brandishing his long sword, which transformed into a curtain of light, attempting to block Zheng Yuan's attack. The sword and the shadow of the staff collided, sparking a burst of light and spreading a powerful magical force. Zheng Yuan shouted loudly, swirling his long staff, and several more shadows attacked Li Mo from different directions, leaving Li Zong no chance to breathe.

Li Zong felt the pressure mount. The shadows of the sticks seemed to possess intelligence and attacked from all sorts of tricky angles. He stomped his feet on the ring, steadying himself. He muttered something, and the glow on his long sword grew even stronger. Several more blade beams emerged, entwining the shadows like silver snakes.

The blade light and the stick shadow collided and tore each other. For a moment, the arena was bright with light, the roar was endless, and the spiritual power was rampant.

Zheng Yuan pursued the opponent in victory, and continuously poured the magic power in his body into the long stick. The stick trembled slightly, and the shadow of the stick became denser and denser, covering Li Zong like a flood, as if to completely submerge him in the shadow of the stick.

Li Zong faced the overwhelming barrage of sticks, his face solemn, yet utterly fearless. He knew he couldn't retreat at this moment. He gritted his teeth, his spiritual energy surging wildly, channeling it into his long sword. The sword shone brightly, its original aura transforming into a tangible flame, burning around the blade.

With a loud shout, he charged at the shadow of the stick. Every swing of his sword ignited a flame, colliding fiercely with the shadow of the stick. For a moment, the flames and the shadow of the stick intertwined, and the arena flashed with light and sparks flew. Li Zong struggled to find an opportunity to strike back in the gaps between the shadows. His eyes grew more determined, and his long sword swung more methodically, trying to break through the cage-like shadow of the stick.

Zheng Yuan's attack continued, he changed his steps, and swung his long stick tightly, instantly sending out six stick shadows that became increasingly fierce, as if he wanted to trap Li Zong to death under this violent attack.

Li Zong only felt that the air around him was almost solidified by the shadow of the stick. Each shadow of the stick contained amazing power, like a giant beast that was choosing its prey.

Li Zong's forehead veins bulged, his eyes fixed on the approaching stick shadow. He forced himself to steady himself, spinning his long sword rapidly, forming a vortex of magical power before him, attempting to resist the overwhelming attack. But Zheng Yuan's stick shadow was too powerful. Every impact made Li Zong's palm numb, and his body was gradually shaken back.

Just as Li Zong felt he was about to collapse, a flicker of determination flashed in his eyes. He bit his tongue hard, spurting a mouthful of blood onto his long sword. The sword shone brightly, temporarily dispersing some of the stick shadows, giving him a moment to breathe.

At this moment, Li Zong's mind flashed through all the techniques he had learned during his training. However, those moves that were easy to use in normal times seemed pale and powerless in the face of Zheng Yuan's unfathomable power. He bit his lip tightly, and a trace of blood oozed out. He tried to calm himself, his eyes fixed on the direction where Zheng Yuan might appear, and the top-grade magic weapon flying sword in his hand trembled slightly.

Suddenly, a subtle ripple in the air alerted him, knowing Zheng Yuan was approaching. Li Zong stomped his feet on the ground, leveraging the force to leap backwards. Simultaneously, he swung his flying sword, creating a curtain of magical light in front of him.