The golden vortex trembled violently, and finally could not bear the terrifying pressure and shattered. However, the crystal-clear blade light like white jade was also crushed into powder and dissipated into nothingness the moment the golden vortex shattered.

This time, both sides were evenly matched. Long Aotian once again took a half step back to stabilize his body, while Tang Ya groaned, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and her face turned a little paler.

The seemingly simple collision actually contained an extremely terrifying force, which was much more thrilling than using soul skills. Both sides were testing each other's strength, and each attack was done with all their strength. If they were not careful, they would be defeated.

The golden light and shadow shattered again, and Tang Ya's face turned pale, but her eyes became more determined, and she had no intention of retreating. She retracted her right hand to her chest, took a deep breath, and pushed out again.

As she moved, the golden light and shadow condensed into shape again. This time, the light and shadow put its hands together in front of its chest, as if accumulating even more powerful strength. A solemn and fierce aura instantly spread out, covering the entire battlefield.

Long Aotian's expression instantly became solemn. Having entered the state of unity between man and nature, although his mental power was not as good as Tang Ya's, his perception was even better, especially his sensitivity to crisis, which was extremely sharp.

When the golden light and shadow once again condensed in front of Tang Ya, Long Aotian felt his heart suddenly contract, and then a large amount of blood was pumped, and the hairs on his body stood up. With his cultivation and the state of unity between man and nature, cold sweat broke out on his back, and a strong sense of crisis surged in his heart.

It was as if he was being stared at by an extremely poisonous snake that could take his life with one bite, making him feel terrified.

How is it possible? His cultivation is clearly not as good as mine, and his energy consumption is so intense, how could he give me such a feeling?

Although Long Aotian was shocked, his movements were not slow at all. He tapped the ground with his toes and flew backwards like an arrow. At the same time, he swung his arms in front of him in a big circle. The surface of his skin was shining and turned completely white like jade, crystal clear, as if it was carved out of beautiful jade.

Behind him, a silver-white humanoid figure slowly emerged and condensed into shape. It was the second awakening of his martial soul, silver level!
In fact, what even Mu Lao didn’t know was that the Body Sect’s Body Martial Soul could evolve after its second awakening.

The strongest innate second awakening is the silver level, and only the silver level can have the opportunity to evolve into the gold level when the cultivation level breaks through the Titled Douluo realm.

Tang Ya’s judgment was correct. Long Aotian was the number one person in the Body Sect among the younger generation.

Of course, cold rain must be excluded.

His status in the Body Sect is so high that it even exceeds that of some elders.

Seeing Long Aotian suddenly display the second awakening of his martial soul, all the members of the Snow Demon Sect in the battle zone couldn't help but stand up. They didn't understand why Long Aotian would suddenly do this when he had a huge advantage.

Just at this moment, the golden figure in front of Tang Ya moved. It swung its hands that were clasped in front of its chest horizontally, and a slender golden light like hair shot out.

Wherever it passed, it did not create the slightest ripple, not even the slightest sound of breaking through the air. If you were not observing very carefully, you would not even be able to see it.

At least none of the spectators in the audience saw this flash of golden light.

It even seems to absorb the light that it refracts.

Long Aotian's face was full of solemnity. When the golden light flashed, even his soul felt a stinging pain. This was a blow that could not be dodged at all.

As someone who was confident in his own strength, he disdained to use abilities like the invincible shield. As the strongest person of the younger generation of the Body Sect, he was a firm supporter of the idea that martial spirits were stronger than soul guides.

The protective white light on Long Aotian's body and the powerful energy released by the second awakening of his martial soul suddenly exploded like a punctured ball, turning into a large white halo that spread out around.

He also suddenly groaned and his body trembled violently.

The strong white light on his body began to surge violently.

Faced with Long Aotian's changes that were like the malaria, Tang Ya's situation on the other side was not good either.

After launching this attack, the golden light and shadow condensed in front of him instantly faded and disappeared.

Her face was pale and she was trying hard not to fall down, but she was gasping for breath and even the light in her eyes had become dim.

But her eyes were fixed on her opponent. She secretly sighed in her heart, this was the first time she used this special skill, but the result was probably...

Long Aotian groaned, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if he was hit by a huge hammer. He staggered back, his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

This blood was not the usual bright red color, but a strange dark red color, as if it contained some kind of evil power. After the blood spurted out, it did not fall to the ground, but strangely stagnated in the air for a moment, then exploded, turning into countless tiny blood arrows, scattering like pear blossoms in a rainstorm.

The blood arrows cut through the air, making sharp whistling sounds that echoed above the silent competition stage, making people shudder. Some blood arrows shot towards the ground and actually pierced through the hard stone slabs, leaving small holes that were bottomless, showing how powerful they were.

Long Aotian's face turned pale as paper in an instant, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead, and his body was shaking.

He took a few deep breaths and used his soul power to suppress the surging blood and energy in his body, and only then did he manage to stabilize his body.

He looked at Tang Ya with uncertainty and doubt, his eyes full of solemnity. It was obvious that Tang Ya's last attack had caused him considerable damage.

He raised his right hand, and the milky white light reappeared.

Long Aotian was actually injured!

This thought exploded in the minds of the Snow Demon Sect members like thunder, and everyone's face was filled with disbelief.

They stared at Long Aotian intently, only to see that his body was shaking slightly, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, and his face looked a little pale, obviously he was seriously injured. This scene completely overturned their perception of Long Aotian.

Who is Long Aotian? He is a rare genius in their Snow Demon Sect, with unfathomable strength, and almost no one among his peers can defeat him.

However, such a gifted child was actually injured in the duel with Tang Ya. How could they not be shocked?
They originally thought that this match was a foregone conclusion and Long Aotian would win easily, but the final result was far beyond their expectations.

Tang Ya, this seemingly weak girl, actually burst out with such amazing strength at the last moment, which is truly impressive.

They never expected that Tang Ya could inflict such heavy damage on Long Aotian at the last moment.

"I surrender."

Tang Ya's voice was weak and hoarse, as if she had used up all her strength to make it.

She slowly raised her shaking arms and signaled to the referee, Zheng Zhan, that she would give up the game. After a series of fierce battles, Tang Ya was finally defeated by Long Aotian.

Although she tried her best, even at the cost of her life, and used powerful forbidden techniques, she was still unable to make up for the gap in strength between the two sides.

In this battle, although Long Aotian did not use his full strength, he was still injured by Tang Ya's final attack, which shows how powerful Tang Ya is.

Huo Yuhao became extremely anxious upon seeing this. Almost at the moment Tang Ya admitted defeat, he turned into a flash of lightning, rushed onto the competition stage and came to Tang Ya's side.

He looked at Tang Ya worriedly, his eyes full of concern and heartache. Tang Ya noticed Huo Yuhao's anxiety and tried to force a smile to indicate that she was fine.

Just as Huo Yuhao was helping Tang Ya get off the stage, Long Aotian's voice suddenly rang out: "Wait a moment."

Although the voice was not loud, it carried an unquestionable majesty that made Huo Yuhao and Tang Ya stop in their tracks.

Tang Ya turned to look at Long Aotian in confusion, while Huo Yuhao's eyes were full of hostility and vigilance. The strength of this opponent had exceeded their expectations, forcing them to be on high alert.

Long Aotian looked at Tang Ya with deep eyes and asked in a deep voice:
"May I ask, is that golden figure a fighting skill you created yourself?" Tang Ya nodded slightly, agreeing with Long Aotian's guess.

A trace of admiration flashed in Long Aotian's eyes, and he praised sincerely: "You are very strong. If there is a chance, I hope we can fight again."

Although he knew that the other party was an evil soul master, Long Aotian could feel that the other party was different from other evil soul masters. She did not have that evil aura.

Tang Ya was originally a normal soul master, but because the blue silver grass contained dark elements and had the ability to absorb vitality, she became an evil soul master for the sake of power.

However, since she joined the Holy Spirit Church, she did not deliberately absorb human lives, but mostly used soul beasts or plants as materials for cultivation.

Therefore, there is still a big gap between him and most evil soul masters.

The Snow Demon Sect won the second game. The atmosphere on the Holy Spirit Sect's side was depressing. Several people gathered together and discussed something in a low voice. Huo Yuhao remained silent the entire time, but his brows were furrowed and his fingers tapped on the back of the chair, as if he was thinking about some difficult problem.

Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he stood up abruptly, looked towards the competition stage with a determined gaze, and said in a deep voice: "Next game, Lu Genggeng, you go."

He paused, turned to the burly man beside him, and said with a tone that left no room for doubt:

"Remember, I don't want you to win, but you need to consume more of his soul power."

Lu Genggeng is tall and strong, a head taller than Long Aotian, and stands out in the crowd.

Hearing Huo Yuhao's instructions, he grinned, revealing his white teeth, and said in a muffled voice:
"Don't worry, even though he is a Soul Saint, I am not afraid of him."

After saying that, he walked onto the competition stage with steady steps, one step at a time. Every step seemed to step on everyone's heart, shaking them.

Zheng Zhan's voice rang out like a huge bell:

"Both sides agree."

"Snow Demon Sect, Long Aotian."

Long Aotian stood proudly, with confidence in his voice.

"Holy Spirit Sect, Lu Genggen."

Lu Genggeng's voice was as loud as a bell, and full of energy, which was very rare among evil soul masters.

His voice did not have the eerie and strange tone common in evil soul masters. Instead, it had a masculine flavor, like a thunderclap, exploding in everyone's ears.

"Start!" With the referee's order, Lu Genggeng tensed his leg muscles, exerted force suddenly, and leaped forward like an arrow.

He didn't jump too high, only two meters off the ground, and he didn't rush forward more than four or five meters. However, after he jumped, his already strong body swelled up like a balloon, and his clothes were stretched so tight that they seemed like they would burst at any time.

When he landed on the ground, the black robe on his body could no longer withstand the powerful force, and it made a sharp tearing sound, breaking into pieces of cloth and falling to the ground. Lu Genggeng underwent a drastic change, turning into an extremely huge and terrifying monster, like a demon from the abyss, with a suffocating sense of oppression.

After releasing his martial spirit, Lu Genggeng was over five meters tall. His huge body was more like a meatball, covered with fat that was crisscrossed and trembling with his movements, making people sick. His originally strong legs now looked particularly short under his huge body, like two pillars supporting a huge mountain of meat.

The moment he landed, the entire competition arena shook violently, as if an earthquake had occurred. Even though they were a hundred meters away, the people from the Snow Demon Sect were all shaken and their faces turned pale.

The entire competition stage groaned in pain amidst the loud bang, as if it would collapse at any moment. In the audience, people stared at this scene in amazement, their eyes filled with horror.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Many people cried out in surprise, their voices filled with fear.

The huge Lu Genggeng was simply a big fat man, with dark green soul power fluctuations emanating from his whole body, like a huge tumor, giving off a disgusting smell.

The soul power fluctuations in his body were like boiling sewage, rolling in irregular waves, rising around his body, and emitting a disgusting stench.

His huge head swelled up like a ball, covered with blue veins and festering wounds, as if it would burst at any time.

A pair of blood-red eyes were sunken in the fat, but they flashed with a terrifying murderous light, as if they were a gaze from the abyss of hell.

Six spirit rings of different colors resonated around his body. Because he was too fat, the spirit rings appeared exceptionally large, emitting heart-pounding energy fluctuations.

His exposed skin was a sickly grayish-white color, covered with pustules of varying sizes and signs of decay, as if it was made up of pieces of rotten flesh, which was chilling.

His bloody mouth seemed to be torn open, and sticky saliva kept dripping out, corroding the steel plate on the ground, and emitting pungent green smoke, which was disgusting. (End of this chapter)