High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late-Chapter 353 - 291: Elemental Talent, Frost Domain, Earth Dragon Flipping Over! (Part 3)
"However, there’s no definite conclusion on which is stronger, spiritual talent or elemental talent."
The Elder Grandmaster took this chance to quickly impart knowledge.
"As expected, I wasn’t mistaken earlier. It turns out to be an Elemental Talent Martial Artist." Su Mu’s eyes shone slightly.
At this moment, everyone looked up at the sky-covering Ice Spear with astonishment on their faces. No one expected that Ye Wanqing was about to win the battle.
"Ye Wanqing hid really well. It turns out she’s actually an Ice Element Talent Martial Artist. This move was likely prepared for Su Mu."
"That’s right, who would have thought even a Martial Saint Disciple would be defeated? Ye Wanqing is really terrifying."
"I didn’t expect Ye Wanqing’s power to be the most terrifying!"
In the Sword Pavilion area, Ximen Gu glanced at the Ye Family’s location and noticed that even Ye Wuhen showed a trace of surprise on his face.
Apparently, the current situation was beyond their expectations as well.
Ye Wuhen’s eyes flickered with astonishment, and in an instant, he realized why the ancestor wanted him to come. Perhaps it was to protect Ye Wanqing’s path.
An Ice Element Talent Martial Artist is an excellent prospect for the Ye Family. As long as she advances to Great Grandmaster with a Golden Body Third Forging in the future, her combat power will be enough to rival a Titled Grandmaster with the Ice Element Talent.
"However, Dao Jiu hasn’t lost..."
"He is also an Elemental Talent Martial Artist."
Su Mu, with Flood Dragon Blood in his eyes slightly squinting, saw through the Crystal Human Form the Rule of Earth surging between heaven and earth,
surrounding Dao Jiu emerged a similar power to Ye Wanqing’s.
But it wasn’t ice.
It was the weighty earth.
But this power was significantly stronger than Ye Wanqing’s.
"I’ve won this battle; Dao Jiu, you’ve lost!" In the Frost Domain, Ye Wanqing declared victory from atop and threw forward with her right hand.
At that moment, Sima Lin of the Overlord Blade Saint Martial Hall was unable to sit still, and on the main seat, Grandmaster Lu Heng also abruptly stood up.
A Martial Saint Disciple must not encounter an accident during the exchange meet.
As Grandmaster Lu Heng stood up, the grandmasters present activated their Qi and Blood, manifesting Martial Arts Golden Bodies, ready to intervene and save them at any moment.
The immense Ice Spear pierced through the sky, freezing the moisture in the air into Ice Cones as it passed, then descending harsh judgment.
Yet...
At that moment.
The Martial Arts Arena ground trembled, and fine dust and gravel began to float. Just as the Ice Spear was about to fall, countless dust particles formed a high wall.
At this moment, panic appeared on Ye Wanqing’s face as she pushed the Ice Spear without reservation.
Hiss.
The Ice Spear broke through the earth wall, but the momentary pause was enough to turn the tide of battle.
The sound of tight cracking filled the air.
The ice encasing Dao Jiu’s body shattered, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, but it was just astonishment as he took a deep breath.
Immediately entering the Earth Breath, a towering mountain formed behind him, and the Rule of Earth surged fiercely between heaven and earth.
Instantly.
Everyone on the field felt a weight over their bodies, with many martial artists even collapsing to the ground, knees buckling.
Then, at a critical moment, Dao Jiu slashed with a single stroke.
The ground violently shook, and a massive form surged beneath the surface.
Earth Dragon Flipping Over!
In the majestic roar of the dragon, the Earth Dragon clashed fiercely with the Ice Spear.
Crack.
However, instead of the deafening boom people expected, they heard only the crisp sound of shattering.
A crack appeared on the Ice Spear, followed by another and another. Before the Earth Dragon, the enormous Ice Spear instantly crumbled.
The blade light swept past Ye Wanqing.
Her forehead’s cut bangs flew in disarray.
After slashing, Dao Jiu meticulously sheathed his long saber, a deep, hoarse voice resounding.
"I don’t like the taste of defeat... You’ve lost."
...
At a Daoist temple hidden in the clouds.
An old man with sparse eyebrows, sword-shaped brows, and starry eyes, exuding an immortal aura, suddenly narrowed his eyes, the tea cup in his hand instantly turning to powder, his expression becoming somewhat solemn.
The scene was not of Ye Wanqing and Dao Jiu’s great battle.
But of a figure flashing with golden light, the old man’s eyes fixed on that layer of golden light for a long, long time.
He murmured in surprise and doubt.
"Golden light... is that the power of the golden law?"
"What on earth is this?"
