Veins bulged on Chen Mobai’s forehead, his hands trembling.

He had never imagined that the power of this talisman, when pushed to its limit, would be so difficult to control.

If it weren’t for his diligent practice of the “Mind Nurturing God Casting Technique” recently, which had greatly enhanced his spiritual sense, he would have lost control of the Purple Flame Sword Qi long ago.

Even so, he still felt the purple flame, which was constantly leaping and burning between his fingers, seemed to have a mind of its own, constantly surging, emitting waves of restlessness and violence, trying to break free from his spiritual control.

“It’s over. Once I strike with this sword, you will undoubtedly lose!”

At this moment, Yan Feng had also completed his fourth sword.

The “Heavenly Heart Sword Talisman” transformed into a shocking dark glow about five or six meters long at his fingertips, carrying a terrifying pressure of stagnant airflow, and slashed towards Chen Mobai.

“Perfect timing, my Red Flame Triple Sword Talisman is also ready.”

Chen Mobai shouted in his heart, the timing was just right, the purple flame between his fingers lit up with a dazzling light in an instant.

He released his control over the Purple Flame Sword Qi, and with great difficulty, guided the flame towards Yan Feng’s Heavenly Sea Sword Qi.

A purple light, a dark glow!

The two Sword Qis collided under everyone’s gaze, and after a moment of silence, they exploded, sending out wave after wave of circular shockwaves, spreading in all directions from the center of the arena.

Wherever they passed, the rocks of the arena cracked, the air burned, and the debris was directly crushed into dust.

Amidst the exclamations, just as hundreds of spectators closest to the arena were about to be affected, several figures suddenly descended, waving their hands to form a huge cubic light shield that enclosed all sides.

It was the student council members of Danzhu Academy who had been on standby, led by the familiar student council president, they confined all the aftermath of the Sword Qi collision to the arena.

However, this made it difficult for Chen Mobai and Yan Feng.

At this point, both of them felt that they could no longer control their own Sword Qi, they could only passively supply their internal spiritual power and essence, transforming them into the power source for the soaring Sword Qi.

Chen Mobai, due to his lower realm, could only wait for the result after releasing the control of the Purple Flame Sword Qi.

The moment the Purple Flame Sword Qi was released, he could only leave it to fate.

Because there was not a bit of spiritual power left in his body, it had all been infused into the Sword Qi beforehand.

But Yan Feng still had half left, because he felt that once his “Heavenly Heart Sword Talisman” was out, the fourth Heavenly Sea Sword could completely defeat Chen Mobai and achieve victory.

But the development of the situation was completely beyond his expectations.

The fourth sword he forcibly launched with the “Heavenly Heart Sword Talisman” was actually suppressed by the Purple Flame Sword Qi at the first moment.

Yan Feng couldn’t accept it, his face flushed red, and he exploded all the remaining spiritual power in his body, enhancing the power of his fourth sword.

The power of the “Heavenly Heart Sword Talisman” depends on the user, and can be enhanced up to three stages.

Yan Feng was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and using this precious talisman to forcibly cross the great realm and slash out the Foundation Establishment level Heavenly Sea Sword Qi was already very rare. Even if he drained his Dantian, he could only slightly enhance it.

However, this half of the spiritual power added on, made the power of the two Sword Qis begin to balance.

“Damn it, just a little bit more, if I had a little more spiritual power, I could suppress this Purple Flame Sword Qi.”

At this time, Yan Feng began to regret, why did he waste his spiritual power to use the flying talisman earlier.

In the end, he could only watch as the two Sword Qis collided and exploded, the aftermath constantly pushing him back.

“No, I have to hold on.”

Yan Feng planted his feet, trying to stay on the arena.

On the other side, Chen Mobai was also pale, being pushed back step by step by the aftermath of the Sword Qi.

It was a matter of who would leave the arena first.

“I’m in the center of the arena, I have more room to retreat than him, I can win.”

Yan Feng’s spiritual sense circulated, estimating the distance between himself and Chen Mobai, his eyes suddenly brightened.

However, just as he showed hope, Chen Mobai smiled at him, then directly lay down. In this position, the speed of retreat actually slowed down.

Yan Feng was stunned, but he sneered and followed suit, lying down.

“In the face of victory, I can also let go.”

Muttering in his heart, Yan Feng’s hands and feet clung to the arena, step by step, he was pushed off the arena by the aftermath of the Sword Qi.

But his eyes were excited, because Chen Mobai would definitely leave the arena before him.

After nearly five minutes, the power of the two Sword Qis finally completely dissipated. Yan Feng struggled to get up, wanting to greet his victory.

But he found that Chen Mobai was not under the arena.

And the audience’s eyes looking at him were filled with pity.

“Where is he?”

Yan Feng turned his head and looked around, but he didn’t see Chen Mobai’s figure either on the arena or under it. He suppressed the dryness in his throat and asked the referee teacher who had come onto the stage in a hoarse voice.

“He’s here.”The referee walked over to a pit on the stage, reaching out to pull Chen Mobai, who was stuck in quicksand, out.

The latter had long since lost all his strength. After being pulled out, he lay on the stage, breathing heavily.

“The winner is, Chen Mobai!”

Upon hearing these six words, Yan Feng was stunned under the stage.

Looking at his opponent lying on the stage, he felt a sense of unwillingness for the first time.

He should have been the winner.

He had even used the “Heavenly Heart Sword Talisman” passed down from his ancestors…

Chen Mobai had no idea about his opponent’s emotions, because joy and satisfaction had already filled his chest.

He won!

Indeed, as a cultivator who had honed his skills in life-and-death battles, participating in this child’s play-like duel, even if his realm was inferior, the ultimate victor was still him.

With this belief, Chen Mobai did not lose his sanity when facing Yan Feng’s “Heavenly Heart Sword Talisman”, but calmly sought everything that could be used to find the dawn of victory.

The pit he had created earlier with the quicksand talisman was accurately grasped by him.

[If anyone interviews me later, I will definitely say that this was a tactical foreshadowing I had set up in advance, and all of Yan Feng’s responses were within my calculations…]

Thinking this way, Chen Mobai suddenly felt his body being lifted.

He struggled to turn his head and found that he was being hoisted by Lu Hongsheng and his schoolmates, their faces crazily celebrating.

[Really, this is just the finals, and the championship hasn’t been won yet.]

Chen Mobai couldn’t help but roll his eyes at his classmates’ semi-final celebration.

But he had completely run out of strength and could only let them carry him.