1147: C1147 Use of cards

C1147 Use of cards

Time passed minute by minute in this urgent competition. Three quarters of the incense in the cauldron at the top of the Deathmatch Battlestage had already been burnt away.1

And right now, the top three who were in the lead were respectively Fire Phoenix Palace Murong Yin, Mad Battle Zong Dragon Fang, and Spirit Profound Martial House Long Bufan.

However, there was not much distance between the first place and second place, and there were only six steps. As for the third place, Long Bufan, he was a lot further away from the first two people, at least a hundred steps away.

Under the oppression of the Law Energy, with so many levels of stairs, it was impossible to catch up to them in the remaining time by relying on foot to climb.

Ever since Long Bufan entered the Hundred Sects Battlefield, he had fought his way all the way up to here. If he was unable to even reach the top of the final round this time, he would probably leave behind many regrets in the future.

Therefore, no matter how difficult it was in front of him, there was not a trace of retreat in his eyes.

"These two people are way too friendly." Long Bufan silently cursed in his heart. He was actually hoping that Murong Yin and the disciple of the Mad Battle Zong would fight on the stone stairs to reduce the distance between them.

Maybe it was because of the relationship between the opposite sex, or maybe both sides were in the top two, and the top two platforms for the final battle were only used for the two of them, so Murong Yin and Dragon Fang had a tacit understanding to maintain a peaceful relationship with each other.

"It's almost time. If this goes on, by the time I catch up, they will have already reached the top, one step ahead of me."

Long Bufan raised his eyes and gazed into the distance, focusing on the small fragment of the fragrance at the top of the stone stairs. With furrowed brows, he muttered to himself, "Looks like I can only use my last technique. Although I have not recovered much, I should be just barely able to move three hundred meters away from the top of the stone stairs."

With that in mind, Long Bufan's gaze darkened. His Spiritual Sense activated the bit of spatial energy in his body that had just recovered, and condensed into Spatial Runes.

Because he had fought with Wu Moying from the Wu Clan's Assassin Clan on the second floor, in order to break her opponent's Dark Domain, he had to release all of his spatial energy, forming a spatial storm. Only then did he manage to break the Dark Domain and successfully escape.

Although he had defeated Wu Moying afterwards, the price he had to pay was not small either. That was, he had used up all of his spatial energy and was missing a mysterious trump card.

He simply did not have the time to meditate and calmly recover his spatial energy. Otherwise, in just four hours, he would be able to replenish all of the spatial energy that he had consumed to his peak state.

But right now, the Spatial Force in his body was only able to perform two instantaneous teleportations as it slowly recovered.

Originally, this little bit of spatial energy was intended to be used on the final arena to guard against unexpected situations. However, right now, not to mention climbing to the top, it was somewhat difficult to catch up with the two in front. Hence, the current plan could only be used in advance.

Weng ?!

As the Spatial Runes congealed in his body, Long Bufan's mind moved, the Spatial Runes immediately rippled and released a strange energy that enveloped his body, and in the next moment, it merged with the surrounding space, and under the astonished gazes of countless people in the outside world, it suddenly disappeared from its original location.

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