0p0 Chapter 2347
Chapter 2347
"what?"
Lu Xueqi thrust her sword three times in succession, but the sword blades landed on the invisible Wind Domain and were actually bounced off. The domain was incredibly stable.
"Sun-Shooting Archery Technique, break!"
Seeing that Lu Xueqi could not break through her defenses, a cold glint flashed in Mengdie's eyes. She drew the Fusang Lingyun Bow and unleashed the full power of the divine ability inherited from her ancestors.
Whoosh—
Buzz buzz buzz——
A dazzling arrow materialized, continuously gathering true essence from all directions as it flew, growing thicker and thicker, carrying world-destroying power, like a golden meteor, directly locking onto Lu Xueqi's true form!
"This arrow..."
Lu Xueqi's pupils contracted sharply, a strong sense of impending death washing over her. She could clearly sense the power of this arrow; to withstand it head-on, she would have to unleash her true strength, even using her most suppressed trump cards.
But that would completely disrupt Chen Xuan's plan; if he activated his personal imperial weapon, the Dragon Pattern Armor, it would lead to a stalemate, making it even more difficult to end the situation.
"escape!"
Lu Xueqi acted decisively, wielding her sword and channeling all her divine power, her figure transforming into a blur as she swiftly dodged, attempting to avoid the fatal arrow with her agility.
This response caused the cultivators watching from the sidelines to shake their heads, and the Celestial Immortals and True Immortals who had bet on the Flame Dragon Realm were filled with disappointment:
"Defeat is inevitable! The Sun-Shooting Arrow Technique can target enemies in mid-air; it's impossible to dodge it!"
"Lu Xueqi is already very strong, and she figured out a way to deal with it in a short time. Unfortunately, she encountered the inherited divine power of the Dream Butterfly Clan!"
"What a pity... If Mengdie didn't know the art of shooting down the sun, the outcome would still be uncertain!"
"Trying to escape?" Palace Mistress Mengdie sneered, drawing her bow again and preparing to shoot an arrow. "Do you think the Sun-Shooting Divine Arrow can be easily dodged?"
"go with!"
Whoosh——
The first arrow followed closely. Although Lu Xueqi was able to use her speed to pull back and weaken its power with her long-range sword force, the second arrow came one after another, instantly compressing her dodging space to the extreme.
"break!"
With a low shout, the third Sun-Shooting Divine Arrow pierced the air, its power surpassing the first two by a factor of three! Feeling the deadly threat behind her, Lu Xueqi turned to look at the True Immortal Puppet, her face filled with resentment. She gritted her teeth and said, "I... am powerless to break this stalemate. I concede!"
The sound of surrender echoed throughout the arena, and the three Sun-Shooting Arrows were instantly annihilated by the invisible power of the arena.
"The fifth match, the Nine Springs Realm, Mengdie wins!" The True Immortal Puppet's voice was devoid of emotion as it announced the result.
Lu Xueqi flew back to the team, her face pale, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, her breath weak.
The cultivators who placed the wrong bets outside the arena did not curse, because everyone had seen the battle just now—she had tried her best, but was simply powerless to resist the Sun-Shooting Archery Technique.
"Sigh, what a waste of my 100 Chaos Unit treasure!"
"We really can't be greedy. We absolutely can't take any chances in the last game!"
"Not necessarily!" someone retorted, their gaze fixed on the sky. "The Flame Dragon Realm still holds 1982 million Chaos Unit treasures, and the core conflict of this duel is the grudge between Chen Xuan and Chi Mang and the others!"
"Indeed! The Seven-Colored Immortal Gold comes from Chen Xuan's hand. To be able to casually produce two of them, this young man is definitely not unknown! There might be a reversal in the final match!"
The monks watching from the sidelines were talking amongst themselves, hesitant about placing bets on the final match.
Some chose to bet conservatively on the Nine Springs Realm, while others couldn't resist the temptation of high odds and wanted to win big with a small investment—if Chen Xuan could win, a hundred Chaos Units would be worth twenty or thirty times more, enough to drive people crazy!
"Hahaha! Chen Xuan, how about it?" Upon seeing this, Chi Mang immediately stepped forward, his tone arrogant, "After five consecutive losses, the treasures on the sky are reduced to a mere fraction! If you lose the last round, all ninety million Chaos Units will belong to us!"
"Why not just stop here, lest we end up having to mortgage even our personal magic treasures!" a prodigy from the Nine Springs Realm mocked.
"You started this bet first. If you back down now, not only will you become a laughingstock, but the Flame Dragon Realm will also become the subject of gossip among everyone!" Another prodigy chimed in, "Chen Xuan, do you want to become a sinner of the Flame Dragon Realm?"
As soon as Chi Mang said this, an invisible pressure, like Mount Tai pressing down, fell entirely on Chen Xuan, who had not yet entered the battle, and also made the expressions of Zi Chen and Jue Wuqing outside the arena even more solemn.