bullyxtreme Chapter 210 Fierce battle, draw?
Chapter 210 Fierce battle, draw?
Xiaobai was dressed in a flowing white robe, with his sleeves fluttering in the wind, like an immortal walking in the clouds. He looked at Nezha opposite him with a sharp gaze.
A gentle yet slightly teasing smile appeared on his lips, and his voice floated gently in the breeze.
"Nezha, although you are gifted, your cultivation is only at the middle stage of the Mysterious Immortal Realm. Therefore, for today's competition, I will suppress my cultivation to the Mysterious Immortal Realm and fight you fairly."
When Nezha heard this, a hint of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes. He gently patted the Hun Tian Ling on his chest and said with a smile:
"Okay! Senior Brother Xiaobai, then you and I will have a good fight. But you have to be careful, because I have never met anyone stronger than me at the same level."
Xiao Bai smiled even more when he heard this. There seemed to be stars twinkling in his deep eyes. He shook his head gently, with a hint of doting and expectation in his tone:
"Oh? Nezha, you are so confident. It makes me look forward to this competition even more."
As he spoke, Xiaobai slowly stretched out his right hand, palm facing up, and waved it gently. Then a soft light emerged from his palm and surrounded him.
That was the spiritual power fluctuation that suppressed his own cultivation to the realm of Xuanxian. Xiaobai continued:
"Come on! Nezha, I'm ready. Let me see how strong you are."
Seeing this, Nezha's eyes showed even stronger fighting spirit. He held the Qiankun Ring in his hand, flashed, and attacked Xiaobai.
"Brother Xiaobai, let's compete with each other based on our abilities!"
As Nezha finished speaking, his figure was like an arrow shot from a bow, and he instantly crossed a distance of several feet.
In an instant, the Qiankun Circle in Nezha's hand drew a dazzling arc in the air, and came straight towards Xiaobai with a whistling sound of wind.
Seeing this, Xiaobai was not in a hurry. He lightly moved his body to the side and easily avoided the attack of the Qiankun Circle.
At the same time, he waved his left hand, and a long icicle condensed from his fingertips, like a spirit snake coming out of a cave, pointing directly at Nezha's flank.
"What a quick movement!"
Nezha secretly praised in his heart, and then his figure left a trail of afterimages in the air, easily avoiding Bing Ling's attack.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was obviously looking forward to this competition more and more.
"Brother Xiaobai, your reputation is well-deserved! Next, you better watch carefully!"
Before Nezha finished speaking, he waved his arms, and the Hun Tian Ling danced in the air, wrapping around Xiaobai like a ribbon.
The Qiankun Circle drew circles in the air, completely blocking the space around Xiaobai.
When Xiaobai saw this, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes. Then he suddenly jumped up and shuttled between the Hun Tian Ling and the Qian Kun Circle like a cheetah.
Every dodge was just right, as if he knew Nezha's attacks well.
He chuckled and said, "Nezha, your attack may be fierce, but you still need to pay attention to the rhythm and changes. Otherwise, once I find your flaw, it will be difficult to turn the tables."
Upon hearing this, Nezha frowned slightly, and then a look of determination flashed in his eyes.
He took a deep breath, the spiritual energy in his body surged, and golden light glowed all around him. An unprecedented powerful aura emanated from him.
"Brother Xiaobai, you are right! Next, I am going to get serious!"
Before Nezha finished his words, he suddenly jumped up again. This time, his attack was even more fierce, and each blow contained the power to destroy the world.
Xiaobai was not to be outdone. He was agile and every counterattack was precise and deadly. The fight between the two became more and more intense.
Yuan Hong and others gathered around, their eyes closely following the two figures running fast in the field, feeling both amazed and nervous.
Their breathing seemed to rise and fall with every confrontation between Xiaobai and Nezha, as if they were afraid of missing any subtle changes in this wonderful competition.
Everyone saw that Xiaobai and Nezha were fighting hard and it was difficult to tell who was the better of them.
"Master, in this competition, who will be better, Senior Brother Xiaobai or Junior Brother Nezha?"
Finally, Yuan Hong couldn't suppress his curiosity and asked Master Luo Shu who was standing beside him.
Luo Shu smiled slightly, looking deeply at the two people in the field, as if he could see through every fluctuation in their hearts.
"How can we easily say who will win or lose? They both have unique talents, each in their own way."
"Xiaobai is calm and reserved, with profound cultivation; Nezha is brave and courageous, with high morale."
"Today's battle is not only a competition of Dao and Fa, but also a test of one's mind and will."
"but,"
Luo Shu changed the subject, his tone more approving, "From what I have seen of Nezha, although his cultivation is slightly inferior, his ability to respond in battle and his indomitable fighting spirit are truly rare."
"And Xiaobai showed his profound cultivation background and precise control of the battle rhythm."
"No matter what the outcome of this battle is, it will be a valuable experience for both of them on their path to growth."
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement, their eyes becoming more focused on the competition.
Here, the battle between Xiaobai and Nezha has reached a fever pitch.
"boom--!!!"
A deafening collision sound exploded instantly, like thunder in the sky, shaking the air around it.
The sharp sword in Xiaobai's hand flashed with cold light as it collided violently with Nezha's Qiankun Circle that was shining with golden light, causing circles of spiritual power ripples visible to the naked eye, spreading in all directions.
"What a great move 'Ice Breaking Sky'!"
Nezha's body swayed slightly, but he stabilized immediately, with a glimmer of admiration in his eyes, "Brother Xiaobai, your swordsmanship has improved a lot."
Xiaobai smiled slightly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his tone was a bit humble:
"No, your Qiankun Circle is also very powerful. If I don't go all out, I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist."
"Haha, let's do it again!"
Nezha laughed loudly, his fighting spirit high, and waved his arms again. The Hun Tian Ling and the Fenghuo Wheel also moved with it. The entire Yufu Mountain seemed to be shrouded in his aura.
"Right on my mind!"
Xiaobai stretched out his body like a crane spreading its wings, with white clothes fluttering, and attacked Nezha again.
This time, he was no longer limited to swordsmanship, but integrated his spiritual power with swordsmanship.
Every attack was accompanied by bursts of cold air, so that the entire area of 100 miles was shrouded in a layer of light icy mist.
The two men were once again engaged in a fierce battle, and every clash was as dazzling as the collision of stars.
Their figures shuttled through the ice mist and golden light, and every attack and defense was filled with a contest of wisdom and courage.
Yuan Hong and others were fascinated by the scene. They knew very well that such battles would also help them accumulate combat experience.
"Brother Xiaobai, watch out!"
Nezha suddenly shouted loudly and jumped up like a tiger descending from the mountain. The Qiankun Circle and the Hun Tian Ling intertwined into a dense net and came towards Xiaobai in an overwhelming manner.
"Well done!"
There was a flash of determination in Xiaobai's eyes. He took a deep breath and spiritual energy surged throughout his body, as if he wanted to condense all the coldness of Yufu Mountain into his body.
The next moment, he stretched out his body like a dragon breaking through the ice, swung his sword, and cold air spread out, heading straight for Nezha.
"boom--!!!"
There was another loud bang, and the two attacks collided again, triggering an even stronger spiritual power storm.
However, after this collision, the two figures were like kites with broken strings, and were blown away by the powerful force.
Each of them drew a graceful arc in the air and finally landed steadily.
After Xiaobai landed, his body swayed slightly, then stabilized. He breathed lightly, but his eyes flashed with an even more determined light.
He looked at Nezha, with a faint smile on his face: "Nezha, your power is indeed strong. I underestimated you."
Nezha also stood up slowly, dusted himself off, and a bright smile spread across his face:
"Haha, Senior Brother Xiaobai, you're too kind. Your swordsmanship is exquisite and chilling. I had to try my best to barely catch it."
The two smiled at each other, as if the fierce battle just now was just a small test in their road of cultivation.
Seeing this, Yuan Hong and others also applauded and cheered, applauding the two for their wonderful performance.
Nezha changed the subject amid the applause, raised a mischievous smile, looked at Xiaobai and asked:
"So is this a draw? Or did you secretly give me a few points?"
Xiaobai laughed when he heard this, patted Nezha on the shoulder, and there was a sincere light in his eyes:
"Nezha, please don't talk nonsense. We fought with all our strength and without reservation. As for the result, I think a draw is the most fair answer."