The center stage.
Yang Feilong and Ouyang Tian stood facing each other from a distance.
The sun was high in the sky now, and the Heroic Arena competition was drawing to a close.
Primarily, with a hundred participants, and aside from the draws, five arenas operated simultaneously, so the pace was very fast. It was only noon, and the Heroic Arena competition was about to end.
"What a boring match!"
"Yeah! We know the outcome before it even starts, it's truly uninteresting!"
At this moment, few were confident in Yang Feilong, almost negligible.
Only Mia still held faith in Yang Feilong. As for Milai and others, they all believed Yang Feilong would find it difficult to win. Ouyang Tian had indeed displayed formidable strength, especially after defeating Lei Ba in the previous round. The two seemed to be in different leagues.
Mainly, there was a difference of one major realm, and the power gap was astronomical.
Although Yang Feilong had once managed to contend with Mi Da, Mi Da had not used his full strength at that time, nor had he used a weapon. Even with a weapon, Mi Da might not have been Ouyang Tian's opponent.
Precisely because of these considerations, it was believed that even if Yang Feilong wanted to win, it would be difficult!
On the stage.
"You didn't expect my cultivation to break through again, did you!" Ouyang Tian's eyes flickered with intense fighting spirit as he looked at Yang Feilong.
"To be honest, I didn't expect it, but what of it?" Yang Feilong looked at Ouyang Tian calmly.
Frankly, he had many ways to defeat Ouyang Tian.
However, if he were to exclude methods involving soul and divine sense, and not use his special abilities, relying solely on Qi refining techniques to defeat Ouyang Tian would indeed be difficult!
Because the last time he defeated Ouyang Tian, Ouyang Tian had not yet broken through to the middle stage of the Yuan Wu Realm.
"You disgraced me last time, and this time, I won't make it easy for you!" Ouyang Tian lowered his voice and said coldly, "Unless..."
"A defeated opponent, you lost to me last time, and it will be the same this time!" Yang Feilong interrupted Ouyang Tian's words forcefully. His face was stern, and he didn't need to hear the rest of what the other person was saying to know it wouldn't be pleasant.
"A defeated opponent? Very well!" A flash of anger appeared in Ouyang Tian's eyes, but he quickly sneered, "I hope you will still be as arrogant as you are now later!"
Boom!
Yang Feilong made his move, a sword strike rippling with energy, aimed at Ouyang Tian. He was too lazy to listen to Ouyang Tian's incessant prattling; it was better to settle things with their fists!
A mocking smile appeared on Ouyang Tian's lips. Did he think I was the same as before? Not only am I much stronger now, but I also have a weapon!
Boom!
Ouyang Tian, wielding his long sword, moved like a blur, becoming an afterimage as he met Yang Feilong.
Upon the first clash, Yang Feilong felt the fierce power within Ouyang Tian's swordsmanship and retreated repeatedly!
It seemed Ouyang Tian had been holding back some pent-up anger, otherwise, he wouldn't have launched such a fierce assault from the start!
Yang Feilong's sword techniques shifted from offense to defense, but even so, he began to feel strained. As the saying goes, prolonged defense inevitably leads to a lapse.
Unless he could last until the opponent's inner energy was depleted, but the inner energy of a powerful cultivator in the middle stage of the Yuan Wu Realm was vast. He feared his true energy would be exhausted long before he could last that long. After all, his true energy was only at the peak of the mid-stage of Qi Refining Stage Four, which, while comparable in quality to the inner energy of the fifth level of ancient martial arts, the middle stage of the Yuan Wu Realm, had a certain gap in quantity.
"Yang Feilong is not bad. He's stronger than that Lei Ba, considering Lei Ba couldn't even defend for this long!" someone couldn't help but sigh.
"If Ouyang Tian hadn't broken through to the middle stage of the Yuan Wu Realm and was still in the early stage, perhaps he wouldn't have been Yang Feilong's match!"
"What if there were so many ifs?"
"Yang Feilong, even if he loses, he's still a heavenly prodigy. He looks less than twenty years old, the youngest among so many eligible contestants, and he's gone the furthest. Are you perhaps jealous saying that?"
"Jealous? What if I am jealous?"
"..."
Well, it would be abnormal for Yang Feilong, with such cultivation at such a young age, not to provoke jealousy and envy.
"However, Yang Feilong won't last much longer!"
"Prolonged defense leads to a lapse. If it were me, I'd go all out for a gamble. Even if I lost, I wouldn't be so stifled!"
Ouyang Tian felt exhilarated. This feeling of completely dominating Yang Feilong was incredibly satisfying!
"Yang Feilong, I won't let you fall easily into my hands. I want to make you concede in utter humiliation!" Ouyang Tian's voice echoed in Yang Feilong's ear.
His cultivation had reached the Yuan Wu Realm, allowing him to gather sound into a line.
"You're quite proud!" A playful smile appeared on Yang Feilong's lips.
Similarly, with sound gathered into a line, it was difficult for those in the Ling Wu Realm to achieve, but Yang Feilong's true energy possessed such a trait.
"What, can you overturn the heavens?" Seeing Yang Feilong's expression, Ouyang Tian felt inexplicably uncomfortable and said sternly.
"I can't overturn the heavens, but it's not a problem to take you down!" Yang Feilong's voice boomed.
The next moment, his aura surged violently.
"What?" The onlookers' expressions changed dramatically at this sight.
"Breaking through during combat?"
"Is that real? This is a sign of a breakthrough in realm! But why does it seem different from a normal breakthrough?"
"Perhaps his cultivation technique is special! But this sudden burst of momentum proves he has indeed broken through!"
The most shocked person was Ouyang Tian. He stared at Yang Feilong, his eyes almost bulging out of their sockets. This guy was too much, actually breaking through in the middle of a fight?
How did he do it?
Wasn't breaking through cultivation a serious matter? Quiet cultivation was necessary to properly adjust the body. A reckless breakthrough could cause physical damage. He himself, Ouyang Tian, had suffered a qi deviation precisely because of a hasty breakthrough!
Did this Yang Feilong, with such a formidable master, not understand this? Or was it for the sake of this contest of wills with him?
Yes, Yang Feilong had broken through, from the mid-stage of Qi Refining Stage Four to the late-stage of Qi Refining Stage Four. His breakthrough was not forced; it was a natural progression. In fact, he could have broken through a few days ago but had suppressed it. He had been breaking through too frequently in the past few months, so he wanted to hold back until he could no longer suppress it.
But now, he no longer suppressed it. With the circulation of his cultivation technique, he directly shattered the barrier of the minor realm and entered the late-stage of Qi Refining Stage Four.
The difference between the mid-stage and the late-stage, though seemingly just one level, represented a massive improvement!
If he were to encounter Lin Xunqiong now, Yang Feilong was confident he could kill him with a single sword strike, using only true energy and sword techniques.
"You..." Ouyang Tian gritted his teeth as he looked at Yang Feilong.
"I told you long ago that you are my defeated opponent, you were, and you will be in the future! This will not change!" Yang Feilong said coldly, and the next moment, he proactively attacked Ouyang Tian.
As it seemed long, the actual time from the start of the breakthrough to its completion was very short. Alright, under normal circumstances, this was the time for quiet cultivation to stabilize the realm, but Yang Feilong had no such intention; he wanted to defeat Ouyang Tian first!
"You think breaking through your cultivation will allow you to crush me? I tell you, that's impossible!" Ouyang Tian roared in anger.
Boom boom!
The next moment, the two resumed their fierce battle.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the audience had soared to an extreme.