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As the final battle began, the commotion in the square gradually died down. Everyone's eyes were focused on the arena, staring unblinkingly at the Two people standing on the stage.
In the arena, Fang Xuan was dressed in black, with a long sword on his waist.
His black hair was loose, and his eyes were cold. His entire person was like an unsheathed sharp blade, and his aura was intimidating.
Opposite him, Douglas' purple hair was messy. He had his arms crossed, and a wicked smile appeared on his handsome face. He stared coldly at Fang Xuan in front of him, and a majestic aura gradually spread out.
"Douglas" Fang Xuan said.
"Fang Xuan," Douglas said. The two of them faced each other coldly, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
The corner of Douglas' mouth curled up slightly. He pointed a finger at Fang Xuan and said with some contempt,
"One move"
"What?" Fang Xuan frowned, but his heart was calm. He was not affected by Douglas's provocation.
"One move and I'll defeat you. Otherwise, I'll admit defeat" Douglas said arrogantly with a confident smile on his wicked face.
His words caused an uproar in the crowd.
"Hey! Did you guys hear that? Douglas said that he'd defeat Fang Xuan in one move" Many people could not help but exclaim with different expressions.
"Tsk! He's just relying on his high level. What's so great about that? If you have the ability, let's fight at the same level." Dugu Yan pursed his lips and looked at Douglas with disdain.
"High level is also a kind of strength" Yu Tianheng sighed. He was still unhappy about his failure. He looked at Fang Xuan in the arena and muttered,
"Fang Xuan, I hope you can create a miracle."
"Go for it"
Ye Lingling puffed up her cheeks and clenched her little fists. She was determined to cheer for Fang Xuan.
It had to be said that Douglas did have the right to be arrogant. Based on the situation, he could say that he would defeat Fang Xuan in one move.
"Defeat me in one move, or admit defeat?"
Fang Xuan's face was calm as he glanced at Douglas. "Remember your words. I hope you're a man of your word."
This guy was overconfident.
Hopefully, he would still be able to smile later.
"Hmph, one move is more than enough to deal with a Soul Expert like you"
Douglas snorted coldly. His calm words contained great confidence. He did not take Fang Xuan seriously at all.
In the next moment, four soul rings — yellow, yellow, purple, and purple — rose from his feet. Soul power surged out, causing the entire stage to shake.
Although his words were a little arrogant, Douglas did not underestimate his opponent or hold back. In addition to defeating Fang Xuan, he also had a mission assigned to him by Qian Renxue.
Kill Fang Xuan.
Therefore, he had to kill him with a single move.
Thinking up to this point, Douglas's eyes flashed with killing intent. A black shadow loomed over his body, exuding a sinister and terrifying aura. Faint screams and howls of evil spirits could be heard, causing one's hair to stand on end.
"What an evil aura. What martial soul is that?"
Fang Xuan narrowed his eyes. He only felt a bone-chilling evil wind blow against his face. An indescribable feeling rose from the soles of his feet and rushed to the top of his head.
"Hahahaha, Fang Xuan, I'll let you experience my true strength!"
Accompanied by a burst of laughter, Douglas's right hand suddenly became incomparably thick. His skin was scarlet red and sharp nails grew out from his hand like a wild beast.
In less than three seconds, his right hand had completely changed from a human to a scarlet ghost claw. It was sinister and sinister, accompanied by an extremely terrifying aura.
"What is that?"
Seeing this scene, Fang Xuan was incomparably shocked. Douglas's transformation was similar to Yu Tianheng's transformation. However, Yu Tianheng's transformation was extremely sinister. It was as if Douglas's hand had turned into a ghost claw.
The surrounding spectators were all stunned by this scene. Douglas did not use this move against Yu Tianheng. Now that they saw the scarlet ghost claw, many people felt their hair stand on end.
"What an evil aura. What exactly is Douglas's martial soul?" The Emperor frowned, his expression ugly.
Of course, he was not worried about Fang Xuan's safety. He was more concerned about whether the empire would be humiliated after Fang Xuan lost to Douglas.
In the entire Heaven Dou Academy, Ning Fengzhi was the most experienced and knowledgeable person.
The Sect Leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect stared at Douglas and said solemnly, "If I'm not wrong, Douglas's Martial Soul should be evil. It's likely a type of ghost from hell!"
"Ghost?"
The Emperor was shocked. This was his first time hearing of such an evil martial soul.
"Your Majesty, dark martial souls are extremely sinister and powerful. His Highness, the Fifth Prince, is most likely going to die in this match. Should we …" Ning Fengzhi suggested that the Emperor stop the match. Otherwise, Fang Xuan could very well die at Douglas's hands.
"Well …" The Emperor hesitated, but he did not immediately stop the match.
"Father, it's too late"
At this moment, Qian Ren Xue sneered in his heart. He looked at Douglas, who was already in front of Fang Xuan, and couldn't help but rejoice in his heart. The match was set! Fang Xuan must die.
… …
"Goodbye, Fang Xuan"
A sinister smile appeared on Douglas's face, and he attacked with a murderous aura. His scarlet ghost hand tore through the air, carrying with it waves of black gas. He viciously attacked Fang Xuan's head. "Ghost King's Claw"
The mournful howl of a ghost pierced through the eardrums, and the strong wind tore through the skin. Before the claw landed on him, Fang Xuan's left cheek had already been slashed open by the wind, and a stream of Blood slowly flowed down.
Very strong.
Fang Xuan's expression was grave. He could feel the terrifying power contained in Douglas's claw. If he were to take it head-on, his entire body would be torn apart.
"Ice Blade Drawing — Dance of Fine Snow"
Surging soul power poured into his Ice Phoenix's martial soul and Fang Xuan's eyes shone with a cold light. He suddenly unsheathed his Shadowless Blade and three soul rings appeared around his body. His boundless soul power erupted like magma.
The Shadowless Blade turned into a thin ripple of snow, and like a comet, it streaked across the sky and viciously collided with the sinister ghost hand.
"Bang —"
A loud bang rang out as powerful Soul Power waves swept out. As the two of them collided, a "kacha" sound rang out as a gigantic crack appeared in the middle of the solid marble stage.
"How is this possible?"
Everyone swallowed hard and stared in shock at the unscathed Fang Xuan, who was standing calmly on the stage.
They were all dumbfounded.
Did he block it?
Fang Xuan blocked Douglas's attack!
Everyone was shocked!
In the center of the stage. Xuan's black hair danced in the wind, and he held his Shadowless Blade. He quietly watched Douglas, who had an ugly expression on his face, and the corners of his mouth gradually curled into a dangerous smile.
"Alright, I'm fine. You can admit defeat now"
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