Boom!
Bolts of lightning flashed down and landed on the tip of the warrior's long spear.
Ling Yangxu's lightning power seemed to have gotten stronger, when compared with his performance during the elimination matches.
Wang Teng glanced at him in surprise.
Looks like this top talent from the Great Qian Academy has broken through within this short period of time. His past defeat wasn't demoralizing to him.
As expected of a top talent! Wang Teng commented in his heart.
Jiang Weisheng, who hovered next to Ling Yangxu, couldn't help but also look to assess the latter, pupils shrinking. Both of them could harness lightning Force; however, the former could sense that the fellow's grasp was higher than his.
He felt a little unconvinced!
He was aware of Ling Yangxu's background, who hailed from a family that was definitely inferior when compared to the dukedom families. However, the young man had managed to enter the Great Qian Academy and gain the attention of the president, attaining such power under the latter's careful guidance.
Boom!
Jiang Weisheng refused to be outdone. He raised his blade above his head to draw lightning and a terrifying blade projection was formed, as if wanting to compete with his ally.
Wang Teng stared at them with interest. Two lightning element warriors started fighting among themselves first.
Such an occurrence was normal. They excelled in the same element Force, so neither of them wanted to be outdone. They would have started a scuffle already, if they didn't have to face a powerful opponent.
On the other side—Su Jianchen silently started gathering sword glows around his weapon. A powerful sword consciousness emerged from his body and became one with the sword he wielded. An appalling sword projection was formed.
Wang Teng's pupils shrank. He sensed danger from Su Jianchen's move.
The hero conceded that the latter's sword mastery and talent exceeded all the sword talents he had ever run across in his life. Not even the Crown Prince could compare.
Gaunt's gaze became ice cold. His sickle-shaped weapon was giving off a green glow, along with a faint dark-green mist that hovered around him, akin to the breath of a poisonous snake.
Wang Teng's gaze paused on the dark-green mist for some time.
The atmosphere tensed up. The surrounding air seemed to have frozen.
Lightning crackled!
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The dark green mist was scattered.
Everything was ready for war!
Time seemed to have stopped.
The audience was holding their breath, wide eyes as they stared at the scene in the arena.
A gale blew over from afar, throwing sand into the air.
Boom!
The next instant, the four martial warriors released their attacks in unplanned unison to deal with their common foe.
The power of lightning gathered around Ling Yangxu's long spear was shot like a sharp and glaring projection. A giant purple dragon circled the long spear, raising its head and roaring at the sky.
The power of a domain could be felt, hidden within the giant dragon's body.
Ling Yangxu had merged his lightning domain into his spear move.
One spear was one domain!
An unparalleled power!
Jiang Weisheng also took action at the same time. His raised blade swung down, turning the power of lightning into a giant blade projection with sparks flashing. It swung down like a true judgment of heaven.
He also merged his domain into his blade attack, changing the glow's color partially, as if hiding a small purple world inside.
Wang Teng showed no fear when he saw the incoming attacks. Instead, he felt inspired and motivated, laughing as a result.
"Hahaha…
"Good move!
"Let's see if your lightning powers are stronger than mine!"
His voice echoed loudly. Lightning was reflected in his pupils as he stared forward and suddenly raised a hand.
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Boom!
Using the traits of his lightning domain, bolts plummeted down and gathered in his hand.
"Gasp!"
All the audience were gobsmacked by this.
"He's collecting lightning with his bare hands!"
Boom!
Furious lightning was gathered, quickly forming an ancient and special battle spear in Wang Teng's hand.
Complex and occult patterns were etched on the weapon, resembling bolts of lightning!
The appearance of the spear was abrupt, unleashing the power of countless thunderbolts. It was even more terrifying than the power of lightning released by his two opponents.
The explanation made this seem a lengthy process, but everything happened within a split second. The young hero's hand seemed to have traveled through time, having picked up the battle spear from an ancient battlefield.
Boom!
Right at that moment, Ling Yangxu and Jiang Weisheng were right in front of him.
Our hero didn't waste any time. Lightning flooded his surroundings and merged into his body, making him look like the God of Lightning.
Boom!
The next instant, he threw his energy spear, which turned into a large bolt of lightning that clashed with the spear and blade projections below.
Boom!
A terrifying explosion resounded in the sky. All noises seemed to have been drowned by the sounds of thunder.
A blinding light illuminated the darkness, painting the sky with a brilliant display of electric white and purple. No one could see anything clearly.
However, the crowd was still unwilling to look away. They kept staring at the screen with rapt eyes.
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