Reaching the pinnacle from Doupo

Chapter 347: Promise, Fight

"Dry blue ice flame, appear!"

With a light shout, ice-blue flames surged out of Lin Yuan's body like a tide.

The ice-blue flames intertwined and gathered in Lin Yuan's palm. After a moment, they turned into a beautiful ice-blue flame lotus. As it spun gently, a somewhat dreamy and cool atmosphere spread from the ice-blue 'lotus'...

As this atmosphere spread, the strange irritability brought by the Nine Nether Wind and Fire quickly disappeared, and was replaced by a refreshing feeling that made the eyes and ears clear.

"Dry Blue Ice Flame? This is a strange fire I've never heard of before, and..."

At the Yan Clan seat, Huo Zhi stared at the ice-blue fire lotus in Lin Yuan's palm, his eyes as calm as a deep pool agitated: "What a strong fire, it's stronger than the Nine Nether Wind Flame, and only slightly inferior to my Red Lotus Karma Fire."

After integrating the Nine Dragons Thunder Fire, the Dry Blue Ice Flame formed by the fusion of the eight kinds of fire is no less powerful than the Three Thousand Flames in essence.

"I really want to have a good fight..."

Looking at Bingyan, a hint of fiery fighting spirit flashed in Huo Zhi's eyes, and the red lotus mark between his eyebrows became increasingly fiery at this moment.

At the side, Huo Xuan had a solemn expression on his face, muttering to himself, "It turned out to be a strange fire that has never appeared before. This is really... a big deal! With this fire plus the Azure Lotus Earth Core Fire, he already has two kinds of strange fire. This is really good luck and good fortune."

At this point, his voice couldn't help but be filled with envy - even the Yan Clan didn't have many strange fires.

On the other side, the Medicine Clan were seated.

Looking at the magnificent ice-blue flame, Yao Ling's delicate face revealed an interested smile, and a rare look of desire arose in her heart.

"Dry Blue Ice Flame, such a beautiful strange fire..."

As a gifted alchemist, Yao Ling naturally wanted to possess a powerful exotic fire, but the Nine Nether Wind Flame... although she had a chance to obtain it, its pitch-black color and the sound of the cold and howling ghostly wind were really not in line with her aesthetic taste.

But the Qianlan Ice Flame, a strange fire that has both appearance and power, completely struck Yao Ling's heart.

The opportunity to obtain this strange fire seems to be right around the corner.

In front of something that he truly desired, even Yao Ling, who was always calm and collected and had just warned Yao Tian to be careful with his plans, could not help but be overwhelmed by greed at this moment.

Even Medicine Spirit is like this, so the other young generations of the Medicine Clan...

The Yao Clan members all looked at Yao Tian with expectation, urging him to accept the bet and win back the new Strange Fire that was delivered to their doorstep... A new Strange Fire that was not inferior to the Nine Nether Wind Flame, this was something that could only be encountered by chance!
They have absolute trust in Yao Tian’s talent; but they are extremely skeptical about Lin Yuan’s talent… How could an outside alchemist possibly surpass the genius of the Yao Clan?
On the stage.

Yao Tian felt the tribesmen's fiery gazes, especially his sister's expectant gaze, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He stared at the ice-blue fire lotus, his eyes becoming extremely solemn. As the master of the Nine Nether Wind Flame, through the resonance of the strange fire, he could be sure that the ice-blue flame was undoubtedly a strange fire, a strange fire that was even better than the Nine Nether Wind Flame, but...

Having lost the ninth-grade inheritance, even though he was highly valued by his clan, he could not easily bear such a crime.

And a person who dares to gamble with strange fire...

Yao Tian raised his eyes slightly and looked at the young man opposite him who had a faint smile on his face. It was as if he saw a demon spider spreading a huge web, and he seemed to have been tightly entangled in this web and unable to escape.

Thinking of this, an indescribable chill surged in his heart.

At this moment, a familiar and gentle voice suddenly came from the stands, clearing away the haze in Yao Tian's heart.

"You are so bold to bet on a strange fire that is not inferior to the Nine Nether Wind Flame! Qianlan Ice Flame... what a good name! This fire is a ninth-grade inheritance of our clan, and can be considered an equal. In this case, our clan will not fall behind... Yaotian, accept this challenge!"

Yao Tian looked in the direction of the voice and saw Yao Ying on the stands nodding to him gently and giving him an encouraging look.

"Don't worry, no matter what the result is, I, the teacher, will bear the responsibility!"

Yao Ying's calm voice suddenly rang in Yao Tian's ears, alleviating his last hidden worry: "Yao Tian, ​​fight well, Yao Jun is not an ordinary person..."

Taking a deep breath, a trace of determination and gratitude flashed in Yao Tian's eyes. His originally hesitant heart also became firm at this moment.

"I accept your bet. Come on!"

Yao Tian turned around and looked at Lin Yuan seriously. His clear and powerful voice was filled with a sense of firmness that "his will is unbreakable".

As if he had turned his teacher's encouragement and the expectations of his younger sister and tribesmen into his own strength, Yao Tian's mind moved, and the Nine Nether Wind Flame surrounding his body shook slightly, then immediately surging up, vaguely trying to suppress the Qianlan Ice Flame.

"Why does this expression make me feel like I'm the villain? But, it doesn't matter..."

Lin Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, and he said loudly: "Very good! The bet is done, we don't have to waste any more time! Come on..."

He looked gently at the ice-blue fire lotus, and then suddenly clenched his palm.

"Click——"

A series of crisp sounds like breaking porcelain suddenly rang out in Lin Yuan's palm.

The crystal clear ice-blue fire lotus in his palm seemed to be crushed, cracks appeared on it, and then exploded, releasing a vast ice-blue flame.

"Wow--"

The ice-blue flames rolled and gathered, transforming into overlapping ice-blue 'waves of flame', emitting a breathtaking power.

"Qianlan Wanchonglang, go!"

Lin Yuan waved his sleeves lightly, and overlapping waves of fire suddenly swept out, but this vast force slammed towards Yao Tian.

Wherever the 'Fire Wave' passed, its immense force caused ripples to appear in the air.

The Qianlan Ice Flame is a fusion of many kinds of strange fire. Although each of them has not reached the limit of the special power of the original body except for the temperature, the power it possesses is extremely diverse, and the available attack modes are also extremely diverse... It can be called the fire of fighting.

This kind of continuous attack mode, like a tidal wave, is exactly what 'Sea Heart Flame' is best at.

"Oh, you really have some skills, but this can't do anything to me!"

Upon seeing this, Yao Tian's eyes became fierce, and he quickly formed seals with his hands. The power of the soul surged out from between his eyebrows and was bestowed upon the Nine Nether Wind Flame.

With the blessing of his vast soul power, the Nine Nether Wind Flame that lingered around him expanded and expanded, and in an instant it became dozens of feet in size, and then turned into a huge black flame tornado while spinning at high speed, protecting his body. Yao Tian did not dodge at all, but chose to face Lin Yuan's attack head-on - because, this was the Fighting Fire.

The basic rule of fighting fire is to conduct direct frontal attack and defense.

After all, this was not a regular battle, but a competition among alchemists, where the competition was about the clash of flames controlled by soul power.

Under the gaze of everyone, the ice-blue wave and the pitch-black tornado suddenly collided. The moment they intersected, a deafening roar suddenly erupted, a blazing and dazzling light flashed out, and even the entire arena shook violently.

The blazing light dissipated, and in the ocean of blue flames, the pitch-black tornado stood firm like a solid rock under the beating and impact of the heavy waves of fire.

And at the intersection of the two, the ice-blue flame and the pitch-black flame intertwined and eroded each other.

Under the impact of the two kinds of strange fires carrying abundant energy, a terrifying heat wave swept out, and even the space was torn into dark cracks.

"The basics are good! Next, I have to put in some extra effort..."

With a generous praise, Lin Yuan's mind moved, and the vast soul power instantly surged out from his brows and merged into the roiling ice-blue sea of ​​fire. The ice-blue sea of ​​fire immediately swept away and actually submerged the black flame tornado of dozens of feet.

Then, he stretched out his hand and clenched it fiercely towards the black flame tornado. The ice-blue flames immediately spun and gathered together, turning into a vortex of flames that pressed forward.

The wave turned into a whirlpool, and its oppressive force suddenly increased, and the extremely cold breath of the flame also suppressed the Nine Nether Wind Flame.

The balance between the ice-blue flame and the pitch-black flame was quickly broken. The powerful pressure from all directions caused the black flame wall constructed by Jiuyou Fengyan... to be shaky!
Seeing this, Yao Tian was not panicked, but instead showed a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Glancing at Lin Yuan in the distance, he sneered in his heart: "As expected, you are just an ignorant outsider. You dare to waste your soul power like this in a fire fight. Do you think that having a big momentum is an advantage? When you are exhausted, you will be defeated."

A firefight is not a fight. It is much less powerful and destructive, and it is difficult to win with one strike.

Generally, there are two scenarios for victory in a fight: first, suppression when the gap is large; second, standing firm after the fight is over.

And when soul power, flame, and fire control techniques are all about the same, the most important thing needed in fire fighting is patience - similar to refining medicine.

First take a defensive stance with low consumption, and when the attacking party's soul power is too much, concentrate your superior strength and kill with one blow... This is a basic tactic in Douhuo, and Yao Tian has already understood it.

Comparison between Yao Tian and Lin Yuan:
In terms of flames, although there is a gap between the Nine Nether Wind Flame and the Blue Ice Flame, the difference is not that big.
In terms of soul power, Yao Tian could feel that Lin Yuan was at the same level as himself, both of them were at the late stage of the spiritual realm;
When it comes to fire control skills, Yao Tian is absolutely confident that he is no weaker than any of his peers.

In order to ensure victory, he chose the safest way of playing, but he didn't expect that his opponent would cooperate so well - from the beginning, he used the saturation style of play that consumed the most energy.

"The alchemists in the outside world are really only like this! I'm afraid they haven't even fought a few fire battles..."

Feeling that the chance of victory was shifting towards him, Yao Tian felt a surge of joy in his heart, but his movements were indeed not slow. The seals on his hands changed rapidly, and the swirling black flame wind wall squirmed rapidly, shrinking into a solid black flame shield several feet in size.

As the flames converged and condensed, the originally broken balance was quickly restored. Yao Tian quickly stabilized his position and waited for the opportunity to win in the confrontation.

Lin Yuan seemed unaware as he continued to inject his soul power into the ice-blue sea of ​​fire, strengthening the confrontation between the ice flame vortex and the black flame shield.

At the same time, he also used flames to condense various weapons such as knives, guns, swords, halberds, whips, and various lifelike fire beasts, and attacked the black flame shield, causing Yao Tian to continuously extract more soul power, intensifying the confrontation between him and Lin Yuan.

The people watching the game in the square seemed to be watching a fire show.

Looking at Lin Yuan's performance-like fire control ability, countless people in the stands exclaimed in amazement. Some women couldn't help but have stars in their eyes. This beautiful and elegant fighting style made them quite yearn for it.

As time went by, Yao Tian and the people of the Yao clan became more and more delighted. They roughly understood Yao Tian's fighting style.

However, as time passed, the faces of the Medicine Clan members became solemn again.

After half an hour.

"Click——"

A crisp sound of shattering suddenly sounded, and a tiny crack appeared on the black flame shield, then quickly expanded.

At the same time, an ice-blue flame halberd shot towards the crack.

Seeing this, Yao Tian, ​​whose eyes were already filled with fatigue, quickly moved his mind, drew out the insufficient soul power from between his eyebrows, controlled the Nine Nether Wind Flame to repair the shield, and at the critical moment, blocked the flaming halberd that was about to pour in from the crack.

"why why why?"

Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Yao Tian roared in his heart, looking at the carefree Lin Yuan with some anger: "This guy is clearly in the late spiritual realm, and has consumed so much soul power, why is he still so relaxed?"

At this moment, he was extremely puzzled... Lin Yuan, who was clearly on the offensive, had consumed far more energy than himself, so why was he the first to give up?

"Could this guy have a special spiritual talent like my little sister?"

Thinking of a possibility, Yao Tian's heart sank, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes: "If this is true, we can't continue to consume it! We need to give it a try..."

"hehe--"

Lin Yuan's indifferent laughter suddenly rang out on the stage.

Yao Tian looked in the direction of the voice, only to see him looking at him indifferently, with a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his mouth, as if he could see through his thoughts.

Slowly raising his left hand, Lin Yuan said calmly: "Yaotian, it's time to end this competition! Choosing a war of attrition is the biggest reason for your defeat. Remember, with your combat experience, most of the time, the mistakes you think your opponent has made are just traps..."

Although he had not fought fire many times, his combat experience was far beyond Yao Tian's. He could figure out the latter's little thoughts with his toes, but he just went with the flow.

In the middle of the process, he was deliberately "weak" for a moment, giving Yao Tian a slight illusion.

As expected, Yao Tian actually believed it... This kind of pampered alchemist is ultimately far behind in terms of calculations in combat and competitions.

For Lin Yuan, who had his natal soul pill to help him "recover blood", relying on the vast amount of soul essence stored in it, he could have lasted for several days in a soul consumption battle of that level.

With his natal soul pill and natal blood pill in hand, any form of war of attrition is his strong point.

With a gentle clench of his left hand, the ice-blue flames intertwined and gathered, forming a mysterious ice-blue longbow in the palm of his hand. With the right hand clenched again, the dry blue ice flames swirled, condensed, and compressed, forming a mysterious ice and fire arrow that exuded a dangerous aura.

Lin Yuan drew his bow and pointed the arrow directly at Yao Tian: "The first genius of the Yao clan, come... show your last fight!"

(End of this chapter)