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The moment of confrontation had arrived, and the audience was filled to capacity. Kei Yunqing and others had come to join the excitement; after all, there wasn't much to do during the day, so it was nice to come and have some fun.
Of course, Ma Yi and Zhi Ye did not attend. Although they hadn’t been around for long, it was wise to keep some distance since things had already developed a bit.
In the arena, Zhang Chulan was already standing at the center. After a while, Zhang Lingyu finally arrived. The final showdown of Luo Tian Da Jiao was about to begin: Zhang Lingyu versus Zhang Chulan! Let the match commence!
Zhang Lingyu and Zhang Chulan locked eyes and slowly approached each other, reciting together:
"Heaven and Earth, Mysterious Ancestor, the root of all energies, widely cultivate through countless tribulations, manifest my divine powers. Within and beyond the Three Realms, only the Dao is supreme; my body shines with golden light, enveloping me!"
Both of them unleashed the Golden Light Spell, golden radiance erupting from their bodies. However, it was immediately apparent that there was a difference between them. Zhang Chulan's Golden Light Spell resembled a thin membrane, while Zhang Lingyu's appeared much thicker, resembling flames.
As the Golden Light Spell activated, they began to grapple with each other. The Golden Light Spell not only provided defense but also enhanced their physical abilities. Among the audience, those who were less powerful could only see two beams of golden light colliding in the arena.
Naturally, some were placing bets. "I bet on this match; the winner will have the surname Zhang!" "I also bet that the victor will use the Golden Light Spell! Do you think we're fools?" "What about the Thunder Technique? Have you all forgotten?"
Just as the audience discussed the Thunder Technique, it manifested in the arena. Zhang Chulan's lightning was blue and white, while Zhang Lingyu's was dark black.
"Palm Thunder!"
Two bolts of thunder shot towards each other and collided with a resounding crash.
The two forces collided, creating a blinding flash of light. The audience covered their eyes in response.
"Ah! So bright! I'm going blind!"
Except for those with high cultivation levels, most dared not look at the clash taking place in the arena. In the center, Yin Lei and Yang Lei were locked in battle. Yin Lei was being continuously devoured by Yang Lei.
The Old Celestial Master observed the duel with a slight shake of his head. Palm Thunder was ultimately Yang Lei's technique.
Soon, Yang Lei completely consumed Yin Lei, sending Zhang Lingyu flying. Yet, I still prefer Yang Lei; he fights with honor.
Zhang Lingyu crashed against the wall of the arena, experiencing the power of Yang Lei firsthand, gradually transforming back into his original form. Countless thick, black strands of Yin Lei flowed from Zhang Lingyu's sleeves and pant legs, slowly spreading throughout the arena.
Zhang Chulan watched as the creeping Yin Lei approached, retreating step by step. Eventually, he found himself cornered against the wall at the edge of the arena. Is this the true form of Yin Lei? Dark and viscous.
Just as Zhang Chulan pondered this, Zhang Lingyu charged towards him.
"Northern Border Cangtan!"
Zhang Lingyu struck out with a palm infused with Yin Lei, creating a massive crack in the wall. Meanwhile, Zhang Chulan relied on Yang Lei's speed to escape his original position, though his shoulder was still grazed in the process.
Zhang Chulan touched his shoulder, feeling a chilling aura swirling within it. He reached up to his shoulder, trying to dispel the coldness that lingered there.
Looking down at Yin Lei beneath him, he was about to launch an attack using the Golden Light Spell when he felt his strength wane.
Before Zhang Chulan could think too much, Zhang Lingyu charged at him once more. Transforming into a shadowy version of Yin Lei, she appeared beside Zhang Chulan and struck out with a palm.
Zhang Chulan reacted instantly, unleashing Palm Thunder, but he could only barely fend off the blow before being sent flying.
Impressive, he thought, realizing she had sensed his attack in an instant and instinctively countered with Yang Lei.
Zhang Lingyu looked at Zhang Chulan and said, "You’re quick to react."
Rubbing his shoulder where he had been struck, Zhang Chulan felt the effects of Yin Lei dissipate under the influence of Yang Lei.
"Zhang Lingyu, what I’m using now is my own devised method; it only requires a moment."
Zhang Lingyu smiled as she observed Zhang Chulan’s demeanor. "That’s enough; I will definitely resolve this within a moment."
"Thank you," Zhang Chulan replied, channeling Palm Thunder into his own body to stimulate his meridians.
Suddenly, it was as if he had been struck by his own lightning, radiating a brilliant white light.
"Thunderbolt!"
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