e black wizard who just stood up first were precisely because their calligraphy skills surpassed others. Now that such two people are dead, who else dares to harbor any illusions of safetyYe Bufan wan...Looking at the woman before him, Ye Bufan always felt strange. Although he couldn't see her features, he always had a feeling that this was Yi Luo Xiang.

Reason told him it was unlikely, he couldn't sense any trace of Iroh's presence, not even the mark of the Dragon King's legacy.

Wàngchén's eyes were still filled with indifference, without a ripple. He reached out and summoned his seven-string qin.

"Come on, show me what you've got!"

Ye Bufan cast aside the thoughts swirling in his mind: "Rest assured, I won't let you down."

As the two men were about to clash, the crowd below erupted in excitement. They had all come early for this very reason – to witness an epic battle unfold.

"I think Wangchen is still more powerful. This woman is really too domineering..."

“I'm different, I have more faith in Ye Bufan. No one has figured out his limits yet...”

"Come on, let's get this started! I can't wait. Whoever wins, this is going to be amazing..."

In the midst of the clamor, Wàng Chén made the first move.

As before, her slender fingers danced across the seven-string qin, sending ripples of sound into the air.

It sounds heavenly and melodious, yet it contains immense power and endless killing intent.

Everyone's eyes widened, for they all knew the potency of this sonic soul attack and wanted to see how this young man would respond.

"Roar…"

Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed through the air, catching everyone off guard and startling them.

Fortunately, the direction of this sound's attack is focused on Wang Chen. Everyone else is just caught in the blast.

It was Ye Bufan who roared, using the Buddhist Lion's Roar skill. He fought back with force, attacking head-on, using sound waves to counter the seven-stringed qin before him.

It turned out that this tactic was still effective. The two waves of energy clashed against each other, producing a violent collision before slowly dissipating into the heavens and earth.

Just then, Ye Bufan flashed forward and appeared in the center of the stage. He raised his hand and punched the barrier in front of him with all his might.

With a booming roar, another tremendous blow landed on the shield.

A ripple spread out, and the sound wave shield solidified by the seven-stringed qin was clearly heavily impacted, but it did not dissipate.

Wàngchén lowered his head and didn't even glance this way, his ten fingers quickly plucking at the strings.

As a series of notes played out, the sound wave shield was reinforced and immediately returned to its previous state.

"Brother, do you think he can break through this shield"

"I don't know, this thing is really powerful. Before, Hua RuYu had to use weapons to break through..."

Everyone was watching intently as Ye Bufan unleashed several punches, but the shield remained unbroken.

"Eye of the Inferno!"

And at that moment, he ceased his attack, two fiery lines suddenly flashing in his eyes, and shooting directly at the protective shield.

At the beginning, the two fire lines were only as thick as chopsticks, but they grew rapidly in the wind, turning into two fire dragons dozens of feet long in the blink of an eye, their momentum was awe-inspiring.

Two fire dragons, one on each side, launched a fierce attack against the energy shield. Under the burning of the raging fire, a cracking sound came, and the shield shattered, dissipating in the flames.

“Um… this guy is a bit too overpowered, isn't he Spitting fire from his eyes and who knows what other spells he has up his sleeve. There are probably so many more tricks we haven't even seen yet.”

All the onlookers were shocked by the power of the Eye of Flame.

The battle was still raging, and the two fire dragons had breached the protective shield without any intention of stopping. Instead, they roared and charged towards Wuchin.

For all this, Wangchen remained as if he had seen nothing, only the speed at which his fingers plucked the strings suddenly quickened.

"Ring! Ring!"

The sound of the qin suddenly became harsh and urgent, followed by waves of sound transforming into countless sword beams that slashed over!

The sword glow intertwined with two fire dragons, sparks flying, the sword qi menacing, and a furious gale sweeping all around.

Even with a ban on enhancements on the stage, the spectators could still feel the heat and ferocity radiating from the combatants.

"Boom!"

Another earth-shaking roar echoed, and the two fire dragons transformed into fiery whirlwinds, dissipating into the air.

At the same time, the seven-string qin before Wang Chen also made a series of cracking sounds, and seven strings snapped one after another.

This time, both sides suffered losses, it can be said that they fought to a draw.

Wangchen stood up and put away the damaged seven-stringed qin in his hand.

"As expected, you haven't disappointed me. You have earned my full attention!"

Her words caused an uproar among the audience. It turned out that this was only her formal move in the competition, which had been going on until now.

"Soul Severing Finger!"

Originally, her delicate and fair fingers had a power to shake the heavens and earth, carrying with them an infinite pressure.

Ye Bufan's expression was grim, he didn't dare to underestimate his opponent in the slightest, and met him with a punch.

Fists and fingers met with a deafening boom, the entire boxing ring trembling slightly. Immediately afterward, both men stumbled backward seven or eight steps.

Once again, it was a draw.

Wangchen steadied his form, without any pause, and once again attacked with the speed of a ghost.

And Ye Bufan was no slouch either, unleashing his skills with the Blazing Thunder Palm and Fiery Fist, a flurry of attacks.

At once, the battle reached a fever pitch. In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged dozens of blows.

Suddenly, two figures retreated again. Wochun's Soul Severing Finger stabbed at Ye Bufan's left shoulder, while her right shoulder was struck by a punch.

Ye Bufan, relying on his powerful physique, remained unharmed. As for Wang Chen, his protective true qi was equally domineering and sustained no damage.

Her eyes flashed with coldness, her voice icy.

"Indeed you have some skill, let's see if you can withstand my Three Thousand Departed Silk Threads!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her hands trembled, and streaks of true qi shot out from her palms, then transformed into golden threads.

These threads split in two, then two into four, and in the blink of an eye they spread everywhere, like a dense spider web, sweeping in from all directions.

"That's really strange!"

Ye Bufan considered himself well-traveled and knowledgeable, but this was the first time he had seen such a peculiar fighting style.

"Strike me down!"

A flaming blade materialized in his palm, and he slashed at the strands of silk with it.

To his surprise, the sword sliced through with no resistance at all, severing the threads instantly. Yet in the blink of an eye, they reformed and surged towards him, their relentless assault unwavering.

"That..."

Ye Bufan was caught off guard, and by the time he wanted to retract his sword, it was too late.

Those threads moved like living things, incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, they transformed into golden ropes on his body, binding him tightly like a zongzi.

"This..."

Ye Bufan was shocked. He hadn't expected this at all. The chaotic true qi in his body frantically circulated, trying to shatter the ropes.

But I discovered that although this golden rope was condensed from true energy, it was incredibly solid. Even with all my might, I couldn't budge it even a fraction of an inch.

Then flames rose from his body, but to his astonishment, the energy rope formed by true qi was not afraid of being burned by the fire.

Of course, under everyone's watchful eyes, he didn't use any special flames. He only used ordinary fire.

The audience below was also shocked by this strange move. Seeing that Ye Bufan was trapped, they all exclaimed in surprise. Could the competition end just like this

On the Tianluo State side, everyone's hearts were lifted, wondering if he could make it through this trial.

Leng Qingqiu was the same, a worried expression on her delicate face.

Wàng Chén looked at Yè Bùfán, who was wrapped up like a giant egg before him, his eyes still cold and sharp. "Surrender!"ense of foreboding, just like last time at the Dong family."Damn it, another sniper."He wanted to protect his grandson, Sheng, but unfortunately, there wasn't enough time. He was left with no choice b...