Immortals Step into Heaven

Tang Shishan seized the opportunity, shouted loudly, broke through the encirclement of flying swords, and rushed towards Xu Wen. He swung his axe, and three more axe lights shot towards Xu Wen.

Xu Wen's face was solemn, his hands rapidly changing spells, his body surging with magical energy. Three flying swords instantly flew back, spinning rapidly in front of him, forming a vortex of magical energy that collided with the three axe lights with a bang. The powerful impact caused the entire arena to tremble slightly, and the aftermath of the magical energy spread out in all directions like a surging tide.

Xu Wen took advantage of the situation and took a step forward, pushing his hands forward. Several sword energies flew out from the vortex of magic power and shot straight at Tang Shishan. Tang Shishan steadied himself and held the axe in front of him. The axe was shining brightly, ready to meet Xu Wen's attack.

Tang Shishan's eyes flashed with brilliance. With a loud shout, he swung his axe violently. A crescent-shaped blade of mana flew out from the axe blade, colliding violently with the incoming sword energies. For a moment, there was a flash of light and a continuous roar, and the power of the two canceled each other out and dissipated in mid-air.

Without a moment's breath, Tang Shishan unleashed his legs, charging at Xu Wen like a cannonball, each step leaving deep footprints on the arena floor. As he neared Xu Wen, he leaped high, gripping the axe with both hands and bringing it down with all his might. This axe carried the power to split mountains and seas, threatening to clench Xu Wen in two.

Seeing this, Xu Wen's face turned grim, and he quickly formed seals with his hands. A strong spiritual light burst out from his body, and he shouted: "Sword-controlling technique, Hundred Shadow Sword Technique!" In an instant, the spiritual energy in the surrounding space gathered together frantically, and nearly a hundred flying swords condensed by magic power appeared out of thin air. These flying swords attacked Tang Shishan like a swarm of bees, forming an impenetrable sword barrier.

Tang Shishan's axe, imbued with the power to split mountains and shatter seas, shattered several flying swords, but the flow of more continued. The powerful recoil of the axe traveled through his arms, numbing them and slowing his attack. Meanwhile, the flying swords pierced through the gaps in the axe's shadow and pierced Tang Shishan's body.

Although Tang Shishan has the body refining technique, he has only practiced it to the second level, and his defense is limited.

Seeing the flying swords stabbing towards him, Tang Shishan hurriedly used his magic power to try to strengthen his defense. However, his physical training was only at the second level, so his defense was limited. Several flying swords broke through his defense, leaving several wounds on his body, and blood oozed out.

However, the fighting spirit in Tang Shishan's eyes remained undimmed. He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and swung his axe again. A strange light appeared on the axe, and he was about to perform a secret technique that could produce seven axe beams. This technique could greatly increase his attack power in a short period of time, but it would consume and damage him greatly. Xu Wen sensed the danger and frowned, preparing to meet Tang Shishan's desperate attack.

A violent surge of magical power surged from the axe, swirling around it like a raging black storm, tearing and twisting the surrounding air. Tang Shishan roared, and with unstoppable momentum, he struck again at Xu Wen. This time, the axe was even more powerful than before. Seven massive axe blades pierced through space like black lightning, whistling towards Xu Wen.

Xu Wen didn't dare to be careless. He recalled all his flying swords and made them spin rapidly around him, forming a massive shield. Simultaneously, he pulled dozens of Diamond Shield defensive talismans from his storage bag and tossed them forward. The talismans instantly transformed into dozens of golden light curtains, superimposing them on the shield.

Xu Wen's expression suddenly changed. In this critical moment, he fumbled in his storage bag and pulled out his supreme defensive magic weapon. The moment it appeared, it shone with brilliant light. Xu Wen blocked it without hesitation. At this moment, seven axe beams, like a rainbow piercing the sun, surged forward with overwhelming force, instantly piercing through dozens of diamond shields that resembled a golden curtain of light. The diamond shields, like fragile paper before the axe beams, were instantly shattered.

The seven axe beams continued to surge forward, one striking Xu Wen's flying sword with meteor-like precision. It was instantly sent flying like a kite with its string cut, tracing a chaotic arc through the air. The remaining six axe beams struck the top-grade defensive magical weapon with a teeth-grinding sound of metal rubbing against it, leaving six deep scars on the weapon.

Xu Wen felt a surge of force emanating from his arm, like a surging tide. It instantly numbed his arm, as if pierced by thousands of needles. He involuntarily retreated backward, taking dozens of steps before finally stabilizing himself. His body teetered, nearly knocked off the stage by the powerful impact. Everyone in the audience couldn't help but break into a cold sweat.

Elsewhere, Tang Shishan, his mana exhausted, knelt on one knee. He was covered in blood, staining his clothes crimson. Drops of blood fell onto the ring like blooming blood flowers. He watched Xu Wen struggle to block the blow, a complex look flashing in his eyes: resentment, admiration, and a hint of relief. After a moment's silence, he sighed softly, as if a burden had been lifted from him. He slowly said, "I surrender!" The voice, though soft, echoed clearly around the ring.

Xu Wen let out a long sigh, put away his magic weapon, looked at Tang Shishan who was kneeling on one knee, a trace of admiration flashed in his eyes, "Junior Brother Tang, although you were defeated, this battle was wonderful."

Tang Shishan smiled bitterly, unfortunately, it was still a little short.

The crowd below the stage was buzzing with discussion, marveling at this thrilling fight. At this moment, the referee flew onto the stage, waved his hand, and a light enveloped Tang Shishan, halting his injuries.

He looked at Tang Shishan with admiration, and then announced that Xu Wen won this battle.

Xu Wen walked towards Tang Shishan, held out his hand and helped him up. "I look forward to fighting you again. It will be a thrilling fight." Tang Shishan shook his hand and nodded vigorously. The two smiled at each other and walked off the stage under the gaze of the crowd.

The referee on the ninth ring looked at Zhang Xueyue and Su Meng and said, "The match begins."

On the ninth stage, Zhang Xueyue and Su Meng looked at each other.

Su Meng looked at the extremely beautiful Zhang Xueyue and said, Senior Sister Zhang, I didn’t expect that you and I would fight in this arena.

Zhang Xueyue raised her eyebrows slightly, a faint smile playing on the corner of her mouth. She said, "Su Meng, life is unpredictable. Since we've met here, let's fight with all our might." Her voice was crisp, yet filled with unquestionable determination. Her hair fluttered gently in the breeze, adding a touch of grace.

Su Meng grinned, revealing his white teeth. "Haha, Senior Sister Zhang, I won't be polite then!" As he spoke, he tightened his grip on the flying sword, a magical weapon in his hand, and a powerful force began to surge in his body.