The Legend of the Netherworld

After hearing the battle arrangement from the Sect Leader, Yuan Hong and Liu Yi were both stunned.

Yuan Hong immediately recovered, his eyes filled with surprise. He turned to look at Liu Yi, gave a helpless wry smile, and said, "I've simulated countless battles in my mind, even fantasizing about a battle with Wang Hao. I didn't expect to meet you first."

"I won't show mercy." Liu Yi came back to his senses at this time, his face was calm, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he replied easily.

"Since you said so, I will go all out."

After saying that, Yuan Hong jumped to the center of the ring, facing Liu Yi who was still in the stands, bent down gently, waved his hand forward, and made a "please" gesture.

The disciples in the stands also appreciated Yuan Hong's politeness and responded to him with warm applause.

Encouraged by the applause, Liu Yi calmly took a step and jumped to the center of the ring.

Both of them had recently broken through to the fifth level of Dingmao, and they were just using this opportunity to consolidate their own realm. They smiled at each other, saluted each other, and then distanced themselves, signaling the start of the battle.

"Who do you think will win?" Wang Hao turned to look at Lin Xiao and asked curiously.

"I think Liu Yi will win," Lin Xiao said confidently, then shouted loudly towards the arena: "Liu Yi, come on!"

"Then I will support Yuan Hong," Wang Hao replied softly, and at the same time shouted to Yuan Hong: "Yuan Hong, come on!"

Meanwhile, Senior Brothers Lin Jiao and Lin Qing, standing by, watched the two men with smiles on their faces, as if they were two immature children bickering with each other. Lin Jiao then shouted, "Liu Yi, Yuan Hong, keep going!"

Yuan Hong's expression became cold, and it was obvious that he had made sufficient preparations for this battle. Suddenly, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he took the lead in launching an attack. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and a big fireball appeared in front of him. He shouted "Go", and the fireball suddenly flew towards Liu Yi.

Liu Yi fixed his eyes on the fireball, thinking to himself: "There's no way a fireball of this speed can hit me." He then moved his feet in an attempt to avoid the attack.

Yuan Hong's face was still cold, but a sly smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth. Two fire chains suddenly appeared on Liu Yi's feet, tightly locking Liu Yi's feet and making her unable to move.

The sudden fire chain did shock Liu Yi's heart, but Liu Yi did not hesitate. He remained calm, formed seals with his hands, and a water wall suddenly appeared in front of him to block the flying fireball.

Immediately afterwards, the water wall suddenly dissipated in front of everyone, turning into countless small and sharp water blades. A "water blade cutting" move was performed, and with a wave of his hands, the water blades flashed with cold light and flew towards Yuan Hong rapidly.

Yuan Hong quickly formed seals and performed "Flame Jet". A fierce flame instantly shot out from his fingertips, evaporating the flying water blade onto the ring. Then water mist filled the air and the ring was gradually shrouded in mist.

She seized the opportunity and moved quickly in the mist, with the "flame fist" in her hand already charged and ready to hit Liu Yi at any time.

Liu Yi, who was in the mist, looked at the vague image of Yuan Hong in front of him, and sighed in his heart that something was wrong. Then he said loudly: "It seems that he did not lie. He did enough simulations for this battle, but I am not a pushover either." His tone was full of blood and passion. He tried to use his voice to influence Yuan Hong's attack and buy himself time to seal.

Yuan Hong was not affected at all. Under the cover of the water mist, he had already come behind Liu Yi. His "Flame Fist" hit Liu Yi's back with the force of a landslide, instantly knocking Liu Yi out of the water mist and hitting the barrier heavily.

The mist gradually dissipated into the air, and Yuan Hong could be vaguely seen in the mist. He quietly watched Liu Yi struggle to get up and said coldly: "You lose, admit defeat!"

Liu Yi's expression was calm, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said jokingly: "I lost, how can you tell."

After he finished speaking, a huge vortex suddenly appeared under Yuan Hong's feet, and Yuan Hong was right in the center of the vortex. The powerful rotation force made Yuan Hong spin rapidly.

At this time, light rain began to fall above Yuan Hong's head, and then turned into sharp blades falling down.

Yuan Hong felt something was wrong and paid the price for underestimating the enemy. He did not give up. Despite the huge dizziness, he kept making seals and casting spells, casting a "fire shield". A fire shield appeared above Yuan Hong's head, resisting the falling blade.

Suddenly, the shield broke suddenly due to insufficient energy transmitted by Yuan Hong. The blade fell and cut through Yuan Hong's Taoist robe while he was still spinning, leaving streaks of blood. The blood dyed the robe red, leaving a bloody shirt.

"I give up," Yuan Hong said unwillingly.

As soon as the words came out, the vortex under his feet and the water blades in the air instantly dissipated. Liu Yi hurried forward to support Yuan Hong.

Yuan Hong's mind was spinning at this time, and he was breathing heavily, but he still smiled and said, "It seems that the simulation in my mind is still not enough to replace the reality. We will fight again next time." There was a hint of dissatisfaction and unwillingness in his tone.

Liu Yi looked relaxed and said with a smile: "When your injury is healed, I will accompany you anytime."

"I was right again," Lin Xiao said proudly to Wang Hao.

"I just guessed it right by chance." Wang Hao's face was full of disdain, and Lin Xiao did not argue with him.

The two men on the ring bowed to the people in the stands, and the audience did not hesitate to applaud them, waving their hands wildly and praising the two men's use of the secret technique.

Liu Yi brought Yuan Hong back to Lin Xiao, Lin Jiao and others. Everyone praised him and agreed.

"You played well, Yuan Hong. It's a pity that you just missed a move," Lin Xiao said comfortingly.

"Unfortunately, I underestimated the enemy, but I have made an appointment with Liu Yi to fight again after my injury recovers," Yuan Hong replied with a firm look.

"Yeah, with more practice, both of you can improve quickly," Lin Jiao added.

Wang Hao was a little confused, but after thinking it over, he finally asked, "Liu Yi, when did you use the 'Vortex Surge'?"

Liu Yi had regained his composure by this point, and explained softly, "Actually, I was already initiating the Whirlpool Surge the moment the mist appeared. Combined with my verbal harassment, it bought me some time. I figured that as long as I could withstand his Flame Fist, he would inevitably fall into the center of my vortex."

Wang Hao and Yuan Hong both nodded. Yuan Hong added, "When I heard her speak, I did hesitate for a moment, just for a moment. Unfortunately, it still left a foreshadowing."

"It's okay. As long as you summarize every battle and accumulate combat experience, these problems you have now will disappear," Lin Xiao said with a smile, touching their heads.

Everyone was discussing the battle with laughter. Elder Sanyuan came to the front of the stands and said solemnly:

"Liu Yi from Baicao Garden wins. Next up is Chanxin Hall's Rao Weichen versus Tianji Pavilion's Tao Yifeng."