Immortals Step into Heaven

Su Meng's eyes turned cold, and with a wave of his hand, the flying sword flew faster and shone brighter, and it was about to completely destroy the vine giant. At this time, Sun Liuzhou formed seals with his hands again and shouted, "Explode!" The vine giant exploded instantly, and the powerful impact swept towards Su Meng.

Su Meng felt the powerful impact coming towards him, his brow furrowed. He quickly recalled his flying sword, holding it horizontally before him, while simultaneously unleashing the full power of his Hunyuan Shield. "Boom!" The force of the explosion pounded the shield and flying sword like a surging wave, sending Su Meng stumbling backwards.

Su Meng steadied himself, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He knew he couldn't give Sun Liuzhou another chance to breathe, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

Su Meng recalled the flying sword and quickly formed seals with his hands. The light on the flying sword became more and more dazzling, and the sword body began to vibrate violently, as if a powerful force was brewing within it.

He hurled his flying sword towards Sun Liuzhou, and it instantly transformed into a massive dragon of light, lunging towards him with bared fangs and claws. Wherever the dragon passed, space distorted. This strike was one of Su Meng's most powerful, and he intended to defeat Sun Liuzhou once and for all.

Sun Liuzhou was struck by the light dragon and blasted out of the ring like a cannonball, landing heavily on the ground in a cloud of dust. He felt excruciating pain all over his body, his internal magical power in disarray, and for a moment he found it difficult to get up.

Su Meng stood on the ring. Although his magic power was greatly depleted and his body was shaking due to this powerful blow, he still clenched his fists and showed a look of victory on his face.

Seeing this, referee No. 8 shouted loudly, declaring Gu Sumeng the winner.

The audience erupted in an uproar, some praising Su Meng's prowess, others expressing regret for his opponent. Under everyone's gaze, Su Meng slowly walked off the stage, each step steady, as if proclaiming his tenacity. His fellow disciples gathered around him, excitedly surrounding him and showering him with praise. On the other side of the stage, the defeated competitor, looking dejected, left the stage alone, his figure standing out in the bustling crowd.

The referee on stage 3 shouted in a resounding voice, audible throughout the clamorous arena. "Qian An from the Alchemy Valley versus Zhang Jingzhou from the Law Enforcement Valley!" As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd erupted in an uproar, their gazes fixed on the arena.

Qin An walked onto the stage with a confident smile on his face. Meanwhile, Zhang Jingzhou approached the stage with a stern expression. His posture was as straight as a pine tree, and each step was steady and powerful. He stared intently at Qin An, his eyes sparkling with light.

When the referee saw that both players had come up to the stage and stood still, he shouted with a serious expression, "The match begins!"

Qin An saw that the opponent was also at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining, so he immediately took out his top-grade magical flying sword and attacked. As the flying sword came out, it shone brightly and pierced Zhang Jingzhou with great speed and fierce momentum.

Zhang Jingzhou, however, remained calm. With a wave of his hand, a shield condensed from magical energy instantly appeared before him. Runes on the shield shimmered, emitting powerful waves. Qin An's flying sword pierced the shield, emitting a clanging sound of metal and iron, and the powerful impact caused the surrounding air to vibrate.

The attack missed, but Qin An's expression remained unchanged. He formed a sword gesture with his hand, and the flying sword arced through the air, launching another attack. This time, the flying sword split into several sword shadows, attacking Zhang Jingzhou from different directions. The sword shadows were like a net, covering Zhang Jingzhou's entire defense range.

Zhang Jingzhou frowned slightly, his footwork changed, and his figure flashed like a ghost. At the same time, he took out a black halberd from his storage bag. The halberd exuded bursts of coldness. He waved the halberd and fought with Qin An's flying sword.

Every time the black halberd and the flying sword collided, a brilliant light erupted, like flames in the night sky. Qin An's control of the flying sword became increasingly agile, his sword moves changing endlessly, as if searching for Zhang Jingzhou's weaknesses with a conscious eye. Zhang Jingzhou, not to be outdone, swung his halberd with vigorous force, each strike imbued with immense magical power, repelling Qin An's attacks time and again.

The aftermath of their clash sent ripples of spiritual energy emanating from the surroundings, sending ripples through the barrier around the arena. Qin An's gaze focused, channeling his magical power. His flying sword suddenly accelerated, transforming into a streak of light that struck Zhang Jingzhou in the face. Zhang Jingzhou shouted, swung his halberd across his body, and then thrust forward, attempting to knock Qin An's flying sword away.

With this push, a powerful force surged back along the flying sword like a surging wave. Qin An felt his arm go numb, but he quickly steadied himself and shifted his sword technique. The flying sword instantly changed direction, piercing Zhang Jingzhou's abdomen from below. Zhang Jingzhou reacted with incredible speed, drifting back and slashing down with his halberd, colliding with the flying sword once again.

The collision unleashed a raging storm of mana, their clothes rustling. Qin An seized the opportunity to launch a flurry of attacks, his flying swords leaving trails of afterimages in the air, striking Zhang Jingzhou from various angles. Zhang Jingzhou, using his halberd as an axis, spun rapidly in defense. The black halberd in his hand resembled a nimble black dragon, shielding his vital points.

Qin An raised his brow, and the magic formula in his hand shifted again. The flying sword shone brightly, splitting into three, and the three swords formed a "品" shape and attacked Zhang Jingzhou. Zhang Jingzhou's eyes glared, and he spun faster, the force of his halberd increasing, neutralizing the attacks of the three swords one by one. But Qin An didn't stop there. He bit his tongue and spurted a mouthful of blood onto the flying sword. The flying sword hummed, its power increased, and it swept towards Zhang Jingzhou again. Zhang Jingzhou felt the fierce attack and knew that he could no longer defend. He stomped his feet to the ground, and the runes on his halberd flashed, ready to attack.

Zhang Jingzhou roared, like a tiger roaring through the forest, and swung his halberd with overwhelming force towards Qin An's flying sword. With this swing, the point where the halberd and the flying sword intersected, and the magic power exploded, transforming into visible shock waves that spread out in all directions. Qin An steadied himself and controlled the flying swords to continue the fierce attack. The three flying swords coordinated with each other, each sword pointing at Zhang Jingzhou's vital points. Zhang Jingzhou swung his halberd, and the friction between the halberd and the air made a sharp whistling sound. Every swing accurately blocked the flying sword's attack.

The two sides exchanged blows, the battle intensifying. Beads of sweat gradually formed on Qin An's forehead, but the fighting spirit in his eyes grew stronger. He shifted his hand gestures, and the rhythm of his three flying swords' attacks suddenly accelerated, forming an impenetrable sword net.

Zhang Jingzhou also felt the immense pressure, swinging his halberd even faster. Black light and shadow surrounded him, like a demon in the night. Every time the halberd and the flying sword collided, the arena trembled. The surrounding restrictions flickered, as if struggling to withstand the powerful force.