Chapter 3442 The Wind of Recovery

Yiyi stepped to one side, and the figure ducked, and the wind blade flew past her face.

It seems dangerous, but in fact, he can easily dodge it with one step. No other prodigy at the same level would be able to do this.

The graceful figure inadvertently appeared not far behind Yiyi.

Bang...bang...bang...bang...

With a wave of his big hand, countless wind blades came like dancing.

"Let's see how far you can hide."

A stream of pure moonlight burst out from Yiyi's body, shaking away all the incoming wind blades.

Feng Yini held it with one hand, and the blown wind blade turned into layers of phantom sounds, divided into nine parts.

In an instant, the wind blades that were originally dancing together became dense and dense, like the shadow of the wind.

"It's here." On the viewing platform, all the geniuses looked shocked.

"One of the most powerful methods of Qiong Yuzong, Phantom Dance of Wind and Shadow."

"Each wind blade is ethereal and breathless, traveling through space at a speed that makes it impossible for opponents to detect and avoid them."

"Each wind blade is locked with the breath, and the nine winds overlap, killing the enemy violently and invisible."

"I heard that Young Sect Leader Feng Yini defeated a strong man at the peak of the sixth level of the King Realm with this method."

"This saintly lady is at the fifth level of the Talent Realm. Her cultivation is not as good as it is. How can she stop her?"

Amidst the chatter around them, the atmosphere in the competition arena instantly became violent.

Countless wind blades that had been blown away struck from all directions at an even more terrifying speed and in more terrifying numbers.

How can Yiyi stop it?

Feng Yini smiled confidently, "Just like before, I'm vulnerable."

On the viewing platform of the Eighth Hall, Xiao Yi curled his lips slightly and whispered to himself, "This little trick is just a joke."

really.

On the competition stage, Yiyi's figure moves mysteriously, with a graceful figure, light and agile, and can easily move through the dense wind blades.

The moonlight surges, pure white and flawless, like an elf under the moon.

It seemed that the wind blades were densely packed and powerful, but Yiyi managed to dodge them easily.

Every time the figure moved, every time the distance between the body and the wind blade was the same, there was no deviation at all.

This means that the battle is completely under her control.

"Hide?" Feng Youni smiled disdainfully.

"The wind and shadows are endless, and they will never stop or dissipate until they are hit."

"No matter how much you dodge, you will only end up exhausted and defeated in embarrassment."

"One of my misty wind blades can seriously injure you. If all nine winds are hit, you, the Saint of the Holy Moon Sect, will perish on the spot."

"Maybe." Feng Yiyi had already put her hands up, as if she had a winning ticket, waiting for Yiyi to be defeated.

"You can be seriously injured like you did back then, and be thrown out of the competition arena in embarrassment with vomiting blood."

There are fire clan restrictions all around the competition stage.

As long as the opponent leaves the range of the competition platform, all attacks will be blocked by the Fire Clan's restrictions.

Of course, that also means the opponent's defeat.

In the endless wind blade, Yiyi frowned slightly, moved to dodge, and suddenly stopped.

"Are you seeking death?" Feng Yanni narrowed her eyes.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh…

Wind blades fell from all directions instantly, and with a roar, Yiyi was completely drowned.

But at the same time, wow…

A pure moonlight burst out suddenly.

With Yiyi as the center, all purification in all directions also includes these wind blades.

The wind blade disintegrated in an instant, leaving no damage at all.

"Be serious, I'm in a hurry." Yiyi said indifferently.

On the Eighth Hall viewing platform, Xiao Yi secretly laughed.

This seemed to be the mantra he always kept on his lips when he was walking alone in the past.

"You...are arrogant." Feng Yini's face turned cold, a bit ugly.

She never imagined that the opponent she defeated with one move would be so powerful today.

"In a hurry? Okay." Feng Youni's pretty face was cold, "I'll let you lose faster."

"Vacuum, silence."

Bang…

The huge competition stage was suddenly filled with violent winds.

The astonishing wind-attribute aura moved wildly at extremely fast speeds.

Yiyi frowned slightly.

Is it the same method again?

After a few breaths, the violent wind did not engulf her, but instead poured out between being filled and violent.

Wow...boom...

The strong wind originally contained in the competition arena instantly spread in all directions, and then filled the competition arena, making a series of roars.

The competition arena instantly became a vacuum zone.

It was those strong winds that sucked out all the air inside, and then the strong winds blocked it in all directions, preventing even a fraction of the air from flowing in.

Yiyi's brows suddenly frowned tighter.

It is not difficult for a warrior to hold his breath.

When a warrior goes to the sky and enters the sea, the wind is already strong and the air is thin at high altitudes, and it is even harder to breathe in the sea, but the warrior is still fine.

Logically speaking, such methods should be nothing.

However, Yiyi's frown at this moment represents that the situation is not simple.

An inexplicable feeling of suffocation began to arise.

Yiyi took a step forward and felt uncomfortable, and the feeling of suffocation became more intense.

"How does it feel to be suffocated?" Feng Yini sneered.

"The feeling of death is very painful."

"Let me help you slow down a bit."

Wow…

On Feng Niaoni's body, the wind burst out again.

A gentle wind blew all the way.

As the wind passed by, all the violence turned into peace.

The red-hot earth of the Fire Tribe has become rich in vitality, and the soil is warm and soft.

At a speed that is visible to the naked eye, the earth is covered with blooming mountain flowers and the grass is flourishing and long.

The competition stage that was once dry and bright suddenly turned into a wonderful land with hundreds of flowers blooming, red flowers and green grass.

This wind is the wind of vitality.

This wind is the wind of recovery.

On the viewing platform of the Eighth Hall, Xiao Yi looked shocked.

"Senluo Wind?"

"No, the explosion of vitality is even more profound than the law of Senluo. This is the wind of recovery."

In terms of the richness of vitality, this wind of vitality is even more powerful than the law of Senluo.

The law of Senluo is a symbol of martial arts, but it is also one of the six balances. It requires the combination of the six balances to exert its true power.

This vitality is definitely a symbol of martial arts, and it is far stronger than the law of Senluo.

This is definitely a way of vitality that is several levels higher than the Senluo Law.

Of the eight geniuses, especially the eight young masters, no one is ordinary.
To be continued...