Fantasy, I suddenly understood the Chaotic Body

Hearing Xiao Yun's words, Zhan Xingchen was extremely flustered. Just now, Xiao Yun stood there and took three of his moves without moving, and was completely unharmed. He couldn't even break through the opponent's defense. It was obvious who was superior.

Now that Xiao Yun is going to retaliate, can he withstand it?

Zhan Xingchen had no confidence whatsoever, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, as the third-ranked Holy Son of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land, he could not back down.

We can't just admit defeat, can we?

Then he would become a disgrace to the Ancient Holy Land and be ridiculed by all the disciples of the Ancient Holy Land.

Therefore, Zhan Xingchen gritted his teeth, looked at Xiao Yun opposite him with a solemn expression, and said in a deep voice, "Please enlighten me, Senior Brother Xiao!"

As he spoke, Zhan Xingchen mobilized all his power, and a layer of golden light burst forth from his body, propelling his aura to continue rising.

Clearly, Zhan Xingchen dared not be careless; he was going to fight with his life on the line.

On the other hand, Xiao Yun seemed very relaxed. He looked at Zhan Xingchen with a calm expression, letting Zhan Xingchen continue to increase his momentum without making a move to stop him.

Zhan Xingchen knew that this was because Xiao Yun had absolute confidence and was certain of victory, and was not afraid of him increasing his strength.

This put immense pressure on Zhan Xingchen; the opponent's invincible belief was too strong, making him feel as if he were facing a saint.

However, this also spurred Zhan Xingchen to push his power to its peak. His aura became even stronger, and his whole body shone with golden light, truly like a golden war god descending to earth.

"Are you done?"

Seeing that Zhan Xingchen had already raised his strength to its peak, Xiao Yun said calmly, "I will only use one sword strike. If you catch it, you will win."

Xiao Yun's words were very domineering; he wanted to defeat Zhan Xingchen in one move.

When these words spread, the entire square erupted in uproar, and the disciples of the Ancient Holy Land who were watching the battle were all furious.

"That's incredibly arrogant!"

"I've never seen such an arrogant person."

"They're utterly courting death!"

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The disciples of the Ancient Holy Land were all cursing at Xiao Yun, while the higher-ups of the Ancient Holy Land were all extremely happy.

They didn't believe Zhan Xingchen could defeat Xiao Yun, but since Xiao Yun said that Zhan Xingchen would win as long as he could withstand one of his moves, it was a windfall, so they were naturally happy.

"How arrogant!"

In the arena, Zhan Xingchen shouted loudly. He could no longer tolerate Xiao Yun's arrogance. He admitted that he was not as good as Xiao Yun, but it was impossible for Xiao Yun to defeat him in one move. Absolutely impossible!

Zhan Xingchen was holding back his anger, and a powerful fighting spirit soared into the sky. Golden runes suddenly bloomed from the Nine Extreme Dragon Spear in his hand, like circles of light, flashing along the spear.

"This spear is quite good!" Xiao Yun looked at the Nine Extremes Dragon Spear in Zhan Xingchen's hand and nodded, revealing a look of appreciation.

However, this made Zhan Xingchen very unhappy. It seemed that in Xiao Yun's eyes, he was not even as good as the gun in his hand.

"Xiao Yun, you're too arrogant! I refuse to believe you can defeat me in one move!" Zhan Xingchen gritted his teeth and glared at Xiao Yun, angrily saying, "My spear was sealed before, and only now is its true power revealed. Today, I'll show you the true power of the Nine Extremes Dragon Spear!"

As Zhan Xingchen finished speaking, the Nine Extreme Dragon Spear in his hand was unsealed, unleashing an unparalleled power.

"Nine Extremes Dragon Spear, Nine Transformations of Gods and Demons!"

Zhan Xingchen suddenly shouted, transforming into nine golden figures that shot in from all directions, surrounding Xiao Yun.

As these golden figures approached Xiao Yun, they suddenly merged into one, unleashing an even more powerful force.

This is Zhan Xingchen's strongest attack!

"Mystic Ice Sword Seal!"

Facing Zhan Xingchen's strongest attack, Xiao Yun quickly formed hand seals, and one blue rune after another appeared in his hand, condensing into a huge blue divine sword, carrying a chilling aura, and slashing forward.

In that instant, the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly, as if we were going from the height of summer into the depths of winter.

Snowflakes began to fall from the sky, and countless snowflakes, along with Xiao Yun's Frost Divine Sword, hurtled towards Zhan Xingchen.

Such a divine power to alter the celestial phenomena caused those around to gasp in astonishment, and the high-ranking officials of the ancient holy land on the high platform all showed shocked expressions.

Zhan Xingchen, who was opposite Xiao Yun, felt it even more deeply, because the cold temperature was so low that it froze his body stiff.

Zhan Xingchen's spear aimed at Xiao Yun also stopped in mid-air due to his stiff body.

From a distance, it looked as if Zhan Xingchen was frozen in mid-air, becoming a human-shaped ice sculpture.

one move!

Xiao Yun actually defeated Zhan Xingchen with just one move.

This scene was truly breathtaking.

The disciples of the ancient holy lands around were all speechless. The entire square was eerily quiet, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Zhan Xingchen lost, and lost so badly, he was utterly defeated.

Xiao Yun's ability to defeat Zhan Xingchen in a single move once again shattered the worldview of the people in the Desolate Ancient Holy Land. They realized that they had seriously underestimated Xiao Yun.

"As expected of Divine Child Xiao, we concede defeat in this round!" After a long silence, the Holy Lord of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land said softly.

Hearing his voice, everyone recovered from their shock.

"Click!"

The ice shattered, and Zhan Xingchen finally broke free from the freeze. But when he looked at Xiao Yun opposite him, he was filled with dejection. The time that had just passed was enough for Xiao Yun to kill him ten thousand times over.

He was defeated, utterly and utterly defeated.

This is a huge blow.

Don't be discouraged!

Looking at Zhan Xingchen, who looked dejected, Xiao Yun chuckled softly and comforted him, "After all, the gap between you and me is too great. Losing to me is not shameful; you should feel honored."

"..." Zhan Xingchen was speechless. Was this supposed to be comforting him? Wasn't it just like stabbing himself in the heart again?

Xiao Yun, however, assumed Zhan Xingchen understood his words of comfort and couldn't help but smile with relief. He continued to console him, "Years later, when people talk about this battle, they will say that Zhan Xingchen fought against Emperor Xiao Yun and narrowly lost!"

"..." Zhan Xingchen gritted his teeth in anger upon hearing this. This guy in front of him was far too arrogant. He hadn't even become a saint yet, but he had already locked in the position of emperor.

Around the square, a group of people from the ancient holy land who were watching the battle were all rolling their eyes.

On the high platform, Di Tian blushed for once. He also felt that Xiao Yun was too arrogant. Even if you aspire to be the Great Emperor, you can keep it in your heart. Why do you have to keep it on your lips all the time?

Keep a low profile!

"Whoosh!" A figure shot out from the crowd, stepping through the void, and arrived at the center of the square.

"Junior Brother Xingchen, let me handle the next match!" The newcomer was dressed in a white robe, with an otherworldly air. He had long hair, and beneath his sword-like eyebrows were two blue eyes that shone with an inexplicable divine light.

In that instant, Xiao Yun felt as if all the scenery around him had disappeared, replaced by a vast blue sea, and before his eyes, a giant wave was sweeping in, trying to engulf him.