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The fact that a good-for-nothing could fight with a genius like that was already beyond everyone's expectations. Previously, everyone thought that she wouldn't be able to last her first move.

Because Hua Ruge still held a great advantage in terms of techniques, most of the parts of Song Ze's body were cut by the elemental energy that he was using, and every part of him looked slightly miserable as he was covered in blood.

As for Hua Ruge, his body was completely spotless, and even more so, not a single wound.

This caused Song Ze to be extremely furious. He felt like he was a clown, the words he spoke with full of confidence on the stage earlier, yet now he was injured like this. Although it wasn't a serious injury, in his opinion, it was still an enormous humiliation.

"I'll kill you!" Song Ze roared, following that, the Qi within his body exploded, and the spirit artifact in his hand even erupted with a resplendent blue light that he had never seen before.

Most of the disciples didn't understand what was going on, but there were a few that understood, and said, "The spirit artifact has an inscription formation on it. He has activated it, and his combat strength will rise dramatically once again."

"This Spirit Treasure is so strong, it must be a grade six or above Spirit Treasure." Some people looked on enviously.

A larger part of the crowd was focused on another point of view. He said, "Fighting against a common servant without any hidden strength, using spiritual equipment is too much of a bullying."

"This is bullying."

"This Song fella doesn't look like a righteous man. He is truly despicable."

"Right, even if he wins, it would still be an unfair victory."

The people from Service Disciple were even more furious as they tried to suppress Song Ze. Because there were so many people, they did not need to be afraid right now.

Hao Shou and Ye Wanrou's expression became solemn at the same time, they walked to the side of the stage, and were ready to attack Hua Ruge the moment he was in danger.

They knew the grudge between Song Ze and himself, and once Song Ze found a chance, he would definitely not let go of it.

After all, life and death could be determined by fate on the stage. Even though the rule said that no one could be killed, it could be said that Song Ze had failed for a moment.

The two immortal masters above had the same plan. They had already discovered Hua Ruge's great potential, and as long as they could find a battle skill to cultivate, they would not be inferior to Song Ze.

Song Ze attacked again, with an unprecedented terrifying might. The longsword in his hand did not circle the lightning light as usual, but instead released a one meter long blue sword light.

As expected, Song Ze did not hold back, and chopped towards Hua Ruge's head.

Hua Ruge was afraid that the rod in her hand could not handle the sword light and so she used her earth attributed energy, causing the black pole to be enveloped in a faint yellow light aura.

In the face of Song Ze's aggressive approach, she turned her body to the side and dodged. She did not fight him head-on but chose to fight instead. She did not want to expose too much of her strength at one go.

The feeling that she gave Song Ze and the others was that she wasn't strong enough.

Everyone was sweating because of her. Although there was no rule that no Spirit Equipment could be used in the competition, everyone still felt that Song Ze had gone overboard.

Hua Ruge ruthlessly earned some sympathy points.

She tried her best to avoid clashing with Song Ze. In order to pave the way for her victory in the future, she put up a smoke screen and said, "It shouldn't be easy to sustain the array formation. Let's see how long you can last."

"Hold on until you are cut by my sword!" Song Ze said fiercely.

The corner of Hua Ruge's mouth hooked up in a charming manner, and the meaning of his ridicule was very dense.

The people below felt that they were blinded by Hua Ruge's laughter. They would never be able to look at any beauty again in their lives.

"Looks like Hua Ruge is going all out." The immortal master on the left was the first to speak.

The immortal master on the right agreed. "I just don't know if she'll be able to hold on until then."

Immortal Master Leftie looked at Ling Yun and asked, "What do you think, Junior Brother Ling? Whoever has the highest chance of winning. "

"It's hard to say, although Hua Ruge might look a little stronger, the destructive power of the spirit artifact in Song Ze's hands is too great." Ling Yun said.2

The two of them also thought so.

Ever since Song Ze used the formation on his spirit weapon and the situation had reversed, the only thing left to do was Song Ze suppressing Hua Ruge.

Hua Ruge did not clash head on with him, and did not reveal his defeat at the moment either.

The two of them continued to contend on the stage, affecting everyone below. They couldn't wait to know the result.

Just as Hua Ruge had expected, Song Ze's strength was exhausted, and his fighting strength was decreasing step by step.

Although his movements would not reveal anything if he waited a little longer, Hua Ruge really wanted to end this sullen battle. Thus, he made a feint, and suddenly swung the rod towards Song Ze's head.

She moved very quickly, Song Ze did not even have to react before raising his sword to protect his head. Hua Ruge's moves were all done very quickly, after being protected by Song Ze's head, she immediately retracted her movement, and swung her pole horizontally towards Song Ze's chest.

Song Ze was caught off guard. He fought with Hua Ruge for a long time, thinking that he had figured out the other party's methods. He never thought that Hua Ruge had been concealing his superiority in speed.

Right now, although he had exhausted all of his energy, his remaining energy was still enough to protect himself. He admitted that it was not something that Hua Ruge could destroy in a single move.

Seeing him sneering with such confidence, Hua Ruge's hands moved extremely quickly, and while Song Ze was retreating, the rod had smashed onto his chest.

"Bam!"

A muffled sound echoed out, causing the surrounding spectators to exclaim in surprise.

Even if Song Ze was beaten up, he still planned to quickly retreat to cushion the force of Hua Ruge's rod. As long as he dealt with it in time, he would not sustain any serious injuries.

However, Hua Ruge secretly unleashed his force when the pole was in front of Song Ze's chest, causing a burst of hidden force to enter Song Ze's body.

The two attacks nearly overlapped each other, so everyone could see the strength that Hua Ruge displayed on the surface, but no one noticed the hidden strength that she used.

"Pfft!"

How could Song Ze withstand her hidden strength? After taking the attack, he retreated quickly and at the same time, spat out a mouthful of blood.

He had originally thought that he would still be able to retreat in time ? But he never would have thought that Hua Ruge would actually be able to unleash two consecutive attacks in such a short period of time, and the one after that far surpassed any of her previous attacks.

This power was ferocious and overbearing. As soon as it entered his body, it tore apart his meridians, causing his aura to be disordered and unable to muster up even the slightest bit of Essence.

After spitting out blood, Song Ze collapsed onto the ground like a pile of mud, his face filled with disbelief.

The spectators and immortal masters were all dumbstruck. Previously, Song Ze had suppressed Hua Ruge and exploded in an instant, thinking that it was only a sudden change in the situation. They never thought that Hua Ruge's explosive move would actually cripple him.

Furthermore, everyone noticed that Hua Ruge's strength was the same as before.

"Empty your body's potential and fight. You have to see if you can take it or not." Hua Ruge said indifferently as he walked to Song Ze's side.

Song Ze opened his eyes wide, he wanted to say that Hua Ruge was framing him, he did not overdraft his body to fight. It wasn't that he was too weak, but that she was too strong! Moreover, the degree of his strength far surpassed the knowledge of everyone present.

However, he spat out another mouthful of blood as he lay on the ground and coughed out heavily.

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