Chapter 592 The Much-Anticipated Battle

The cheers that shook the entire mountain were still ringing in the air. At this time, a deacon looked at Chu Lin, who had already left the metal body, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Looking at Ye Qing who was coughing non-stop on the other side, the deacon nodded slowly, "Chu Lin, win!"

As his voice fell, the already boiling voice suddenly burned violently, especially the disciples of Wumie Palace, whose faces were flushed with excitement. After so long, they, the disciples of Wumie Palace, finally got rid of the bottom position!

Compared with the ecstasy of the disciples of Wumie Palace, those disciples of Wuyuan Palace were extremely helpless, but they could only sigh. After all, their senior brother even used the Star God Jue, but still couldn't defeat Chu Lin. This fight was lost with reason and reason.

Ye Qing, who was off the field, had a long white face. Looking at the glorious Chu Lin, his mouth moved slightly, but he was dejected and said nothing, allowing two disciples of Wuyuan Palace to fly over and help him out of the pit.

In this battle, Ye Qing had done his best, but he did not get the effect he wanted. Although he was extremely unwilling, he could only accept it, knowing that if he started over again, he would have been defeated so miserably.

Chu Lin's light faded, and he sighed softly as he watched Ye Qing being helped out. The sealing ability of the Star God Art was quite amazing, and even he was a little surprised.

Fortunately, he had many means, so that problem was not a concern. Under heavy pressure, his absorption of metal energy was aggravated. Now that he had the platinum wings, his speed increased exponentially. In the future, even if he encountered a powerful person in the ninth calamity of the Return to Profound Realm, he could escape with this pair of long wings.

When Chu Lin returned to the Wumie Palace area, a disciple's eyes were filled with fiery admiration.

"Brother Chu Lin, you have won glory for our Wumie Palace!"

Long Chong and several others immediately surrounded him. At this time, even the most calm Long Chong was full of excitement on his face and laughed loudly.

Miao He and others also nodded. Their admiration and respect for Chu Lin was almost no less than that of the palace master Yin Konghai.

After a few casual words, Chu Lin glanced at the gray figure in the distance. He was surprised that the most eye-catching people in this Tianwu Sect competition were the eldest sister and Du Huangquan!

One was the number one disciple of the Tianwu Sect, and the other was an old disciple who had long been famous in the Canglan Realm. The reputation of both of them in the Tianwu Sect was raised to a very high level.

Even Chu Lin, because he came to the Tianwu Sect too late, was still a lot worse than Du Huangquan's reputation.

Now that Du Huangquan has returned, the atmosphere of the entire Tianwu Sect competition has become weird.

These two are the strongest among the disciples of the Tianwu Sect. Everyone is very curious about who will win.

"The fight between the two of them is the most important one in this Tianwu Sect competition!"

Long Chong said with certainty, looking at the figure in the distance, sighing softly, with a complicated expression.

Chu Lin nodded slowly. With Zhao Mengyu's personality, he would never give the command of the Canglan Realm Trial to Du Huangquan.

Similarly, the radical Du Huangquan would also fight for this command with all his strength. The fight between the two was absolutely fierce.

The importance of their fight even concerns the future policy changes of Tianwu Sect! Whether to continue to be conservative and recuperate, or to become radical from now on and confront the Lost Demon Realm, in fact, these two people are just pawns tacitly approved by the top leaders of Tianwu Sect.

As the strange atmosphere continued, the fights ended quickly, and even later, the disciples who were fighting finally came down helplessly, looking at the silent top leaders of Tianwu Sect, and the fighting disciples quietly left the stage.

Everyone knew what was going to happen.

The situation here is like flying out with wings. The ten or so nearby mountains are getting restless. Disciples are constantly encouraging their genetic energy to rush here quickly. The sky is covered with disciples of Tianwu Sect.

A powerful referee deacon walked out slowly, with a little sigh in his eyes. He looked at the two figures standing on each side of the Wufa Palace, and then spoke in a deep voice.

"The next duel is between Zhao Mengyu of Wufa Palace and Du Huangquan of Wufa Palace!"

After the voice fell, there was no loud shouting on the entire mountain. Everyone just looked at the two people quietly.

Under the focus of the sky, Du Huangquan's eyes finally opened slightly. His eyes were still dry and numb, and there was almost no change in his emotions. He stood up gently, his figure swayed, and landed in the venue. Then he raised his eyes and looked at the woman in black skirt.

Huh——

The woman in the black area took a deep breath, and the cold air penetrated into her lungs, making her thoughts slightly clearer.

When everyone looked over, she stepped out lightly and landed on the other side of the venue, standing opposite the man carrying a huge black sword.

"Brother Du Huangquan, please teach me!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Du Huangquan gently raised his eyes and looked at the tall woman in black skirt, with some ripples in his eyes, a look of nostalgia.

"You have been calm and composed since you were very young. After more than ten years, you have not changed at all." Du Huangquan said lightly.

"Brother Du Huangquan, you have changed too much." The woman in black skirt said in a deep voice.

Du Huangquan smiled lightly and sighed slightly, "You should know the purpose of my coming here. You know my habit. My move is a killing move!"

The woman in black skirt's chest rose and fell, and she looked at the other party coldly, "You also know me. For Tianwu Sect, I will never give up!"

Seeing Zhao Mengyu's clear eyes, Du Huangquan clenched his hands tightly, his nostalgia disappeared, and he returned to his numb look.

Outside the venue, Zhao Mengdie looked at the two people standing opposite each other on the court, with their palms tightly squeezed and an ugly smile on her lips. She didn't want to face this scene, but she had to open her eyes to see it.

In the air, the leader of Tianwu Sect looked deeply, then sighed softly and waved his palm to the referee and deacon.

Seeing this, the deacon nodded slightly and shouted in a low voice: "Start!"

boom--

Two violent genetic energy fluctuations broke out almost at the same instant. Even the core disciples in the Fourth Palace were shocked by the terrifying genetic energy fluctuations. The strong ones are indeed extraordinary!

Swish——

The woman in the black dress held her hand in vain, and a three-foot red light extended from her hand, and her figure also rushed out at the same moment.

The light, like a bolt of thunder, flashed past, and before it shot towards Du Huangquan quickly, a sharp sword light was pointed directly at Du Huangquan's face.

Just when the sword light of the woman in black skirt struck, Du Huangquan also moved suddenly. An extremely cold aura burst out from his body. He reached out with two fingers and pinched it, and unexpectedly caught the red sword light accurately. .