The bell had already rung.
The fight between the dragon and the tiger was about to start.
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On the stage.
Ding Hao looked at his opponent and felt a suffocating pressure for the first time.
Li Muyun was undoubtedly on top of all the powerful opponents he had ever encountered.
This young man had gradually become the White Shirt King in Central Academy of white shirts. He had a king’s posture, and faintly gave a kind of aura that he got dragon and tiger following him, noble and majestic. He was the head of “Honorable Alliance of Seven”, famous among the five academies. He was the pride of Central Academy of white shirts and a sign of power as well.
Few people had seen Li Muyun go all out in a battle.
But everyone knew that Li Muyun was very very strong!
If he was not strong, how could Liang Feixue be willing to take second place in Honorable Alliance of Seven? Those unruly memebers such as Feng Xingjun and Chen Sheng, how could they only look up to him?
For many times, when Li Muyun just stood there, his opponent felt a unresistable pressure.
In the five academies competition, Li Muyun had destroyed and crushed the opponents all the way. He always won, as expected. His winning was the most predictable and the most convincing thing.
Many disciples of Central Academy of white shirts, the admirers of Li Muyun, and some of the outer core elders firmly believed that the five academies competition was completely designed for this boy. It would become a ceremony of this peerless genius’s grand crowning among his peers.
Ding Hao was also very strong.
Before today, Ding Hao had shown a lot of shocking strength.
However, in the eyes of most people, Ding Hao’s power was not enough to threaten Li Muyun.
At this time, when Li Muyun stood opposite, Ding Hao finally realized the almost desperate feeling that each opponent had faced in front of Li Muyun. He felt like a mortal facing an unclimbable mountain and a bird facing an impassable sea.
This man was born with a temperament that made the opponent desperate at first sight of him.
“If I were you, I would take the initiative to admit defeat,” Li Muyun looked at Ding Hao and calmly said, “Don’t ever think you’ll get lucky this time, we’re not even in the same league.”
Such words, uttered by Li Muyun, did not make people feel insulted or despised at all. It was more like that he was simply stating a fact.
Ding Hao smiled and said, “How would we know if we don’t try first?”
Li Muyun shook his head gently, saying, “I’ll give you another chance. Admit defeat. I don’t want to destroy the martial arts heart of a growing genius. The gap between us is beyond the scope of your imagination. Ding Hao, you, are not qualified to challenge me yet.”
“Am I?” Ding Hao gently held the rusted sword in his hand. “If that’s so, then who is qualified anyway?”
“In the five academies, there may be only one, or none.” Li Muyun noticed Ding Hao’s movement and shook his head slightly. “It seems that you have made a choice, then make a move. I will let you make three moves first, during the time of the three moves, if you can make me lift up my feet, I lose.”
He really could talk the talk!
How arrogant!
Li Muyun’s arrogant attitude immediately aroused a chorus of boos among the Eastern Academy of green shirts disciples.
However, Ding Hao did not say anything. He simply stuck the rusted sword in front of his chest and adopt a fighting stance. At that moment, his entire momentum changed. Streaks of icing air were silently spreading, and Ding Hao was at the center of it.
Then, as if the season suddenly changed.
A white mist began to rotate around Ding Hao’s body. In the mist, one could see drops of dripping water becoming crystal clear snowflakes with the naked eye. They were like delicate hidden weapons, or white guardian elves slowly rotating round Ding Hao’s body.
This was the most powerful wind and snow Qi that Ding Hao had mastered.
The strength of the peak of the two-apertured Martial Disciple Realm.
The rusted sword, shaking slightly in the hands of Ding Hao, issued a series of hums.
Sparkling frost covered the sword body.
At this time, Ding Hao unleashed his utmost power.
The listed disciples within ten meters away from the ring all ran away, trembling. All of them had a shocked look on their faces. It had long been rumored that Ding Hao’s snow Qi was very overwhelming, but no one had expected it to be at such a level.
Boom!
Strong momentum was suddenly released.
A total of sixty delicate icy snowflakes spurted out at different angles and on different trajectories in the air. They kept rushing in all directions, rotating. Li Muyun was enveloped in them.
A chorus of scream sounded around the ring.
Shards of ice that were condensed by transforming Qi were no worse than the steel-made hidden weapons. They scattered in the sky, flying. It was indeed very amazing. Generally, a usual two-apertured Martial Disciple would break under such a strange move in an instant.
“This kind of trick may work on some people, but not me.”
Li Muyun smiled, and a streak of purple light flashed over him.
The glittering snowflakes that rushed from the sky melted in a split second as if they had met with unparalleled blazing heat. They melted instantly and evaporated, disappearing into the void.
Swoosh!
At this time, Ding Hao’s longsword arrived as well.
He jumped and hovered in the air like a bolt of silver lightning at that moment. His body was almost parallel to the ground.
The long sword was unstoppable. The icing silver air turned into a dragon while Ding Hao moved his body. Almost as soon as Li Muyun dissolved the ice crystal attack, Ding Hao’s sword went only 3.3 centimeters away from Li Muyun’s forehead.
All of this at perfect timing, was carefully laid out by him before.
However, Li Muyun did not look surprised at all.
Still smiling, he stuck out his forefingers and middle fingers. Seemingly slow, it was fast. His fingers swooshed so fast in the air that one could only see a residual shadow. Next, he did not hesitate a second to clutch the rusted sword that was enough to instantly penetrate a half-meter thick granite stone wall.
It was like grabbing a naughty kitten.
Ding Hao was in the air, and his wrists trembled. He could no longer push the longsword forward for even half millimeter.
The attack was invalid again!
However, Ding Hao’s eyes became brighter, and there was not a single trace of disappointment in them.
The next moment, the snow Qi suddenly burst again. A layer of silver frost spread like an unstoppable infectious disease through the tip of the sword to Li Muyun’s fingers, palms, wrists, arms, and even shoulders.
“Is this your ultra-mutated Qi?” Li Muyun smiled lightly. “It’s just so-so.”
Between the words, a glimmer of purple light permeated his palm and spread out.
The purple Qi’s property remained unknown. It was not hot, instead, it was neutral but at the same time overwhelming, just like Li Muyun himself. However, in a split second, the purple Qi completely dissolved the silver frost on Li Muyun’s arms like pouring a bowl of hot soup on snow.
Li Muyun’s strength could really leave people desperate.
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