Xiaoxiao.

Guan Xinghe was as light as a swallow. With a single step, he landed on the arena as gracefully as a bird in flight, as if a celestial being had descended to earth. His elegant figure drew gasps of amazement from the disciples of the ten major sects.

In contrast, Ying Yue appeared ordinary and unremarkable; she simply walked slowly and deliberately onto the arena.

In the eyes of the disciples of the ten major sects, a true master should be like the leader of the Seven Star Tower, appearing and disappearing without a trace.

Ying Yue's entrance was too ordinary, making her look far less appealing. Therefore, in the eyes of those people, Ying Yue was not worthy of competing with Sect Leader Guan.

However, Guan Xinghe felt quite differently; instead, an indescribable pressure welled up in his heart.

Ever since Ying Yue appeared, he has felt himself being tightly locked by an invisible force.

As the distance between the two gradually closed, the pressure intensified, becoming as heavy as Mount Tai pressing down on an egg.

With each step Ying Yue took forward, the pressure he endured surged like a tidal wave.

By the time Ying Yue reached the center of the arena, Guan Xinghe's palms were already soaked with sweat.

He had previously been puzzled by Chunyangzi's repeated admonitions, thinking that the other party was making a mountain out of a molehill.

Only now did he realize the painstaking efforts of Chunyangzi.

Because the opponent in front of him was too powerful, he was originally full of confidence, thinking that with his Grandmaster Great Perfection realm, he would be able to fight even the strongest opponent. But now this seemingly weak little girl has brought him unprecedented pressure.

Is this really a child? How can he be so powerful? Guan Xinghe wondered to himself.

This pressure was like Mount Tai crushing an egg; he had never experienced anything like it before. Even Chunyangzi, who was known as the number one master in the world, had never given him such a heavy sense of oppression.

Although his opponent hadn't gone all out during their usual sparring sessions, this young girl was already like a towering mountain blocking his way before he could even make a move!

Guan Xinghe knew he could no longer sit idly by and wait for his death; he had to act decisively.

The longer it drags on, the heavier the pressure will become.

If he waits for the opponent to make a move, he might not even have the courage to fight back by then, so he must seize the initiative.

Having made up his mind, he no longer hesitated. He raised his hands like dragons emerging from the sea, gathering strength and placing them horizontally in front of his chest.

The internal energy surged like a raging torrent, reaching its peak, and the powerful energy burst forth from the body like a volcanic eruption.

Those thick, strong hands instantly emitted bursts of dark light, like black jade, and his hair and beard fluttered like flags in a storm. The energy formed by his true qi created a huge vortex around him.

From afar, it resembled a dense cloud of true energy, obscuring the sky and the sun. An immense sense of oppression surged forth like a tidal wave, and in an instant, this entire world was shrouded in a repressive aura.

Under this unparalleled pressure, the disciples of the ten major sects trembled involuntarily, and some even fainted.

At this moment, Guan Xinghe's strength as a Grandmaster at the Great Perfection Realm was on full display.

The immense pressure seemed to freeze the air, but Ying Yue was completely unaware of it; she still maintained her radiant smile.

Suddenly, Guan Xinghe roared, his voice shaking the heavens like a thunderclap.

His body shot up like an arrow. His dark, gleaming hands pounced like a hungry tiger, grabbing at Ying Yue's head with lightning speed, accompanied by a deafening whooshing sound.

"Woooooooo..."

The sound sent chills down one's spine; its power was enough to split mountains and cleave rocks.

In the blink of an eye, the attack reached Ying Yue's head. If it landed firmly, her brains would surely splatter out the next moment!

At this critical moment, Ying Yue simply turned to the side and slid to the left, easily dodging the attack.

"Boom..."

The missed attack slammed into the arena with a deafening roar.

The ears of the disciples from the ten major sects who were nearby were blasted out of blood, which shows how powerful it was.

When his first attack failed, Guan Xinghe swept his palms horizontally, unleashing a devastating blow that struck his opponent beside him.

Ying Yue performed a somersault and flew directly over his head, easily dodging once again.

Just then, Guan Xinghe swept his right foot across the room.

It turns out this was a series of attacks, using both hands and feet, making it impossible to defend against.

But Ying Yue simply lightly touched the ground with both feet, leaping into the air and dodging the attack with ease.

Seeing his opponent dodge, Guan Xinghe quickly followed with both feet.

At the same time, he formed his hands into claws and slashed at Ying Yue's back.

I thought this move would work, but it turned out the other party seemed to have eyes in the back of their head.

Suddenly, Ying Yue, who was originally moving forward, shifted to the side without any hesitation.

The repeated attacks had no effect, but Ying Yue had no intention of giving her opponent another chance.

As he moved sideways, he suddenly turned his body and faced his opponent directly.

With a casual kick, the right foot shattered the space itself.

That seemingly slow but actually incredibly powerful kick was aimed straight at the opponent's chest.

Faced with this incredibly powerful attack, Guan Xinghe was so frightened that his soul almost left his body, and he dared not pursue it any further.

They quickly halted their offensive and focused all their efforts on countering the opponent's attack.

His body suddenly froze, abruptly halting his forward momentum.

The immense inertia instantly turned his face a deep liver color, and his blood surged.

Fortunately, he managed to control his body, and then with a twist of his feet, his body spun sharply to the side like a top, finally dodging the fatal blow at the last moment.

But as soon as he stood still, he saw that Ying Yue's other foot had also launched an attack at some point, and it was now up to his forehead.

The strong wind generated by the attack made his face sting.

This attack was faster and stronger than the last one.

Faced with this powerful attack, Guan Xinghe was terrified. At this moment, he didn't care about his image anymore; his life was the most important thing.

He rolled away on the spot, completely disregarding his image.

Then, with a sudden leap, they immediately widened the distance between them.

In this brief exchange, both sides were probing each other.

Guan Xinghe had done almost everything he could, but Ying Yue's breathing hadn't even changed.

Which one is strong and which one is weak is clear at a glance.

Through their exchange, Guan Xinghe knew he was no match for Ying Yue.

But now he's in a precarious situation; if he admits defeat now, he'll become a laughingstock.

The dignified head of the Seven Star Tower, one of the most outstanding masters in the world.

If he bows his head and admits defeat before the fight even begins, where will he find a place in the world?

Therefore, despite knowing he was no match, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

He no longer cared about those schemes and plots; the most important thing now was to continue the competition.

So he's going to fight this hard!

As the distance between them continued to widen, Guan Xinghe did not push his internal energy to its limit.

Instantly, those jet-black hands transformed into two black clouds, which swirled rapidly and formed a hurricane.

The flags beside the arena were blown so loudly that the flag bearers from Longyuan could barely hold onto them.

They could only grit their teeth and use all their strength to persevere.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, sand and stones flew everywhere, creating a scene reminiscent of the end of the world.

Suddenly, Guan Xinghe roared, "Star-Picking Hand, plucking the sun and moon with my hand!"

The two black clouds on his palms transformed into countless black palms, which shot out with immense power.

The black palm was faster than lightning and had tremendous power; the air ignited wherever it passed.

The incredibly hard arena was plowed with a huge groove more than two meters wide and over one meter deep.

Instantly, flames erupted everywhere, and the sound was deafening.

This unparalleled attack, which seemed incredibly powerful to others, remained completely relaxed on her face.

She pushed forward with her right palm and held the ball with her left hand, assuming the Tai Chi Cloud Hands posture.

Just as she was assuming her stance, her opponent's attack arrived.

With a flick of his right hand, Ying Yue easily drew the ferocious attack into his grasp.

Then, she manipulated her hands with Ruyi, and the black cloud true energy, which was powerful enough to destroy the world, became smaller and smaller as her hands continued to rotate, until it finally disappeared without a trace.

"suck...."

A gasp rippled through the crowd; they hadn't expected this seemingly harmless little girl to possess such terrifying power.

It should be noted that Guan Xinghe's "Plucking the Sun and Moon" is one of the three deadly moves in his Star-Picking Hand technique. It was with this move that he established his current status in the martial arts world.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly invincible move was easily countered by the young girl in front of us. How could this not be surprising?

Guan Xinghe was utterly shocked that his killer move had been so easily countered by his opponent.

Only now did he truly witness Ying Yue's terrifying power, but he was now in a difficult situation.

So she made up her mind: she had no choice but to fight to the death.

He raised both palms to the sky, and the true energy within his body began to circulate at an unprecedented speed.

"Boom!" Everyone quickly looked up at the sky.

"Why is it thundering?"

"Yes, that's strange. The sun is still in the sky, how can there be thunder?"

"Yes, look, there isn't a single cloud in the sky."

. . . . . .

Everyone was talking about it for a while.

Suddenly someone exclaimed, "Look, look!"

Everyone quickly looked in the direction he was pointing, only to find that lightning was constantly flashing around Guan Xinghe.

"It's Sect Leader Guan! He's summoning divine lightning!"

"My God! Sect Leader Guan was actually able to summon divine lightning, that's amazing!"

"It's our sect leader! It's our sect leader!"

The disciples of the ten major sects were completely excited when they saw this.

Screams, cheers, and gasps of amazement filled the air.

Abbot Wuse, who was sitting on the high platform, said upon seeing this scene, "Is this the Seven Star Tower's 'Plucking Stars' move? As far as I know, although it is the Seven Star Tower's most powerful move, it is also a move that will injure the enemy a thousand while damaging yourself eight hundred times, right?"

Upon hearing this, Chunyangzi snorted angrily and said, "Do you still doubt that I'm putting in the work? Humph! I'll see how the Tower of Babel performs later. If you're thinking of sitting back and reaping the benefits, humph! Don't blame me for turning my back on you."

Master Wuse chanted a Buddhist prayer, his face full of compassion, and said, "As a monk, I am compassionate. If it weren't for the extraordinary strength of Benefactor Kuang and his companions, which added too many variables to the ownership of the Vermilion Fruit, I would never have resorted to such a desperate measure! Amitabha, well done, well done!"

Chunyangzi was utterly disdainful of Master Wuse's words, and mocked, "Heh...you old bald donkey, you really have your cake and eat it too. You came up with the idea, but now you're putting on this merciful act. How laughable!"

Upon hearing Chunyangzi's words, Master Wuse's wrinkles deepened. He continued chanting Buddhist prayers, but remained silent.

At this moment, a huge change occurred on the arena...

At this moment, thunder rumbled in the sky, and dark clouds continued to gather.

The clouds grew thicker and thicker, pressing down on the sky.

Huge purple lightning bolts struck intermittently, instantly creating a massive black hole in the target.

The earth was scorched black, and the world seemed to have fallen into apocalypse.