The ancestor who survived the tribulation was reborn and went to college

Chapter 242 Ranking Ownership

Dongfang Yun seemed to control the entire heaven and earth, with clouds, mists and storms roaring wantonly under his control.

The southerly wind fought hard to resist, but gradually I felt that I was at a disadvantage.

"Southern Wind, surrender." Dongfang Yun sneered, his voice hoarse and domineering in the storm.

Nanfangfeng gritted his teeth and his eyes were firm. He knew he could not lose and could not let his power lose face.

In the storm, his figure was like a falcon in the wind, showing his strongest grace.

The battle in the ring became more and more fierce, the situation became fierce, and the leaders of the two forces showed off their unique skills.

Dongfang Yun flashed above the arena in an instant, his figure moving quickly like a phantom.

A flash of determination flashed in Nanfeng Feng's eyes. He unfolded the secret of wind, blended his body into the storm, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The scene fell into silence for a moment, and the audience's breath froze.

On the ring, Dongfang Yun's figure dodged, avoiding the surprise attack of the southern wind. With a slight wave of his finger, the clouds and mist suddenly surged, forming a curved barrier.

The southern wind turned into a gust of wind and passed through the clouds and fog, but was blocked by the powerful cloud force when it was about to touch the barrier.

The atmosphere around the ring became increasingly tense, and the duel between the two leaders became intense.

The eastern clouds transform into ever-changing clouds and mist, sometimes as sharp as a sharp blade, sometimes as gentle as a gentle breeze.

The southerly wind is sometimes like a howling wind, sometimes like a gentle breeze blowing across the arena.

In the fierce collision, cloud dragons and strong winds intertwined, and the scene was extremely fierce.

Dongfang Yun frowned slightly. He felt the violent wind from the south. This was a real showdown of strength.

Nanfeng Feng's expression was indifferent, with a firm light shining in his eyes.

He quickly spun around and turned into a whirlwind, surrounding Yunlong in an attempt to weaken Yunlong's power.

At this time, the storm suddenly rose above the arena, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

Dongfang Yun raised his hand and waved, and the cloud dragon suddenly transformed into countless small dragons, one after another attacking towards the south wind.

Nanfeng evaded nimbly, his figure was like a dragon flying through the clouds and mist, skillfully dodging the Yunlong's attack.

The atmosphere in the audience became more and more intense, with cheers and shouts coming and going.

The duel between the two leaders made the entire arena seem like a battlefield.

As time went by, the Yunlong of Dongfang Yun seemed to have the upper hand, gradually suppressing the violent winds of the southerly wind.

A flash of determination flashed in Nanfeng Feng's eyes. He did not give in, his body was like lightning, and he launched another fierce offensive.

Suddenly, Dongfang Yun smiled intently, and the clouds and mist above the entire arena suddenly condensed, forming a huge cloud.

The south wind sensed something was wrong and immediately blended into the storm, trying to avoid it.

However, the cloud contained powerful power, and an arc of electricity burst out from the center, instantly hitting the south wind.

Amidst the huge explosion, the sky above the ring was filled with chaos and smoke. When the smoke dissipated, everyone could clearly see the scene in the center of the ring.

Dongfang Yun stood on the spot, his white robe fluttering, and the clouds and mist in his hands dispersed, while Nanfang Feng fell to the corner of the ring, unable to move for a moment.

The silence in the ring was like hitting rock bottom, and the audience was shocked. The leader of the Eastern forces, Dongfang Yun, successfully defeated Nanfeng.

He raised his hand to signal, and the clouds gradually dispersed, revealing the true face of the arena.

"Southern wind, although your wind is sharp, you will not be able to fly freely when surrounded by my clouds and mist." Dongfang Yun smiled faintly, showing the calmness of a winner.

There were cheers all around the ring, and the supporters of the Eastern Forces cheered.

Although Nanfeng Feng was defeated, there was still no decadence in his resolute eyes. He slowly stood up and bowed deeply to Dongfang Yun to show his respect.

"Dongfang Yun, you are indeed a formidable opponent. I am convinced that I lost this battle." Nanfang Feng stood up suddenly and accepted the defeat calmly.

The two looked at each other and smiled. They knew each other's strength and talent well. Although the outcome of this duel was clear, it was more about mutual recognition and respect.

The audience also applauded this wonderful battle, and the scene gradually returned to calm.

The duel between the two power leaders ended, and this arena match became a legend. They also successfully competed for the fourth and fifth place in the competition between the powerful men in the transformation stage of the Immortal Cultivator Conference.

Dongfang Yun turned and left, his white robe fluttering in the breeze, while Nanfeng stared into the distance, seeming to be thinking about something.

The peerless martial arts skills displayed by the two leaders in the battle left a deep impression on all audiences, and also ignited competition and exchanges between the East and the South.

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Above the ring, the cold wind howled, freezing the entire venue, as if time had frozen at this moment.

Bei Bei Bing, wearing an ice blue dress, fixed her icy gaze on Xi Xi Yan across from him through the chilly air.

Dongfang Yan was wearing a red robe that looked like blazing flames, with blazing flames burning all over his body, as if a fire god had descended.

Under the ring, the audience nervously watched this much-anticipated battle.

The duel between the two force leaders is not only related to the honor of their respective forces, but also the key to the balance of power in the entire continent.

Beibing slowly raised her hand, and the power of ice condensed on her fingertips, forming a crystal clear ice sword.

Her eyes were firm and as calm as ice and snow. Western Yan waved his sleeves, and the blazing flame turned into a red fire blade, blazing with light.

In the center of the ring, Beifang Bing and Xiangfang Yan faced off, a contrast between coldness and enthusiasm.

Beibing is the leader of the northern forces and the legendary Queen of Ice.

Her beauty is as pure as ice and snow, and she exudes a fresh breath of ice and snow.

Western Yan is the arrogant leader of the Western forces. He takes the power of fire as his mission, and his eyes are burning with fiery ambition.

The audience held their breath and watched the fierce battle between the two power leaders.

The temperature in the ring seemed to drop suddenly, the northern ice veil blew over the face, and a field of ice and snow condensed.

She danced the icicles in her hands gracefully, as if the goddess of ice and snow had descended into the world.

The cold air filled the air and the frost was flying, and her eyes revealed firmness and determination.

Western Yan showed no sign of weakness. He waved his hand, and blazing flames immediately rose up.

The flames surged like a frenzy, burning the surrounding area red.

Dongfang Yan leaped in the sea of ​​fire, with a vigorous figure and a desire for victory in his eyes.

His fiery breath was in sharp contrast to the northern ice, and the temperature difference in the ring seemed to freeze the entire venue.

The two leaders stood opposite each other in the ring, one cold and one hot, one ice and one fire, symbolizing the sworn hatred between the two forces.

The referee on the ring waved his hand and the game officially started.

Bei Bing moved quickly, his body was like lightning, and avoided Xi Yan's flame attack.

Her slender fingers danced lightly, and the cold air condensed into an ice blade, flying towards Xiangyan.

Western Yan waved his hand, and a wall of blazing flames blocked the ice blade, but Northern Ice had already taken the opportunity to approach.