Douluo's Heartless Sword

Chapter 53 You Are Sure

"Shh!"

An invisible field slowly unfolded, covering the broken competition platform, and at the same time covering the fireball that was as hot as the sun.

"field!"

Yan Yang exclaimed, but only for a moment, the corners of his mouth raised slightly again, as if mocking Ye Ling.

"It's useless, my Fen. Lieyang, even if it is a domain, it is absolutely impossible to block it!" Yanyang laughed presumptuously,

Ye Ling doesn't know the specific function of his soul skill, doesn't he know?His martial soul, Huo Yunyi, has the ability to absorb the fire element between heaven and earth since it was awakened, and no matter how many soul rings it has, or what age it absorbs, the soul skills it brings to itself are the same. One, that is to store power, every time there is an extra soul ring, he can store more fire elements to attack, and the fireball that flies to Ye Ling is the strongest attack he has stored when releasing three soul skills at the same time. Under this soul skill, he dared to say that even a soul king would not dare to take it by force.

"What a scorching breath!"

On Ye Ling's side, the domain has stopped expanding, covering the entire competition stage, including the terrifying fireball.

Ye Ling could feel that his domain was a bit unbearable under the scorching breath of the fireball, and his control of this domain became more and more difficult. This situation was something he had never encountered before.

"The domain is unstoppable, and my soul power...!" Ye Ling's complexion was a little pale. He had consumed a lot of soul power just after releasing the third soul skill. With the interference of the fireball, he now controls the area by himself. The space is becoming more and more difficult. If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't worry about it. I just use...

"Playing big!"

"But it's okay, the soul power is still enough for that move!"

"..."

Yan Yang stayed in the air, flapped his wings, and controlled the huge fireball to hit the center of the field, because that was where Ye Ling was standing. Only when Ye Ling was knocked down, the field would stop, and he only had His soul power has almost lost control of this fireball, so he can only make a quick decision.

"Give up, Ye Ling! I admit that if you choose to single out, none of us will be your opponent, but you met nine of us. From the beginning, when you let me charge up, You've already lost!" Yan Yang smiled with some reluctance, because his control over the fireball was almost at its limit.

"You really think you've won?"

Facing the scorching fireball that was about to hit his face, Ye Ling raised his head, a slight smile appeared on his face,
"Do you think you still have a chance?"

"Beat me!"

Seeing Ye Ling's frivolous appearance, Yan Yang was also a little angry, no matter how well he controlled the fireball, he directly used his soul power to urge the fireball to hit Ye Ling at top speed.

"Fire sun. Explosion!"

"boom!"

When the fireball touched the ground, a violent explosion occurred directly. A pillar of fire reaching the sky centered on the point of contact expanded rapidly, and Ye Ling's domain also fell apart at this moment. He squinted his eyes slightly and swung his sword with one hand. The sword intent gushed out.

"puff!"

The beam of flame light spread and hit the shield on the edge of the competition platform. Yanyang quickly exited the explosion range, but was still affected by the shock wave brought by the explosion. A pair of fire cloud wings turned into a red light and converged. His body It also fell straight onto the broken competition stage.

The competition stage was surrounded by flames, drowning the figures, and it was unknown who would win or lose.

……

"Ye Ling!"

"Little Leaf!"

Ning Rongrong and Uncle Li both exclaimed, looking at the flames on the stage that hadn't dissipated, panicked in their hearts.

"No, don't cause any accidents with this level of attack!" Uncle Li said in a panic. His original intention was to use Ye Ling to make these little guys stop their arrogance, but now... It exceeded his expectations.

……

"My God! It was a fierce battle, who won?"

"Win a fart, I can feel such hot fluctuations from such a distance, I guess those two... hey!"

"It's such a terrible attack, it makes me, a soul king, feel a little palpitating!"

The spectator area began to mutter, and a group of people stared intently at the nearly destroyed stage, as if waiting for a figure to appear.

"Is Yanyang alright!?"

Li Tianyang regretted a bit. At first, he thought that everything was under his control, so he went to fight Ye Ling alone, ignoring the cooperation with his teammates. He overestimated himself and underestimated Ye Ling, so he was defeated. It made his teammates fall into a crisis, and even used that method, which made him regret it.

"Yanyang should be fine, the soul skill he released shouldn't have suffered any damage!" Luo Ding was also a little surprised, staring blankly at the competition stage that was half shattered and half in flames.

"Aren't you worried about Ye Ling? That's Sword Douluo's apprentice, if something happens...!" Linglu's complexion was not very good, and when she looked at the competition stage, her pale cheeks not only sank.

"This...!" Hearing this, everyone's hearts sank. Compared with winning, this was the most embarrassing thing for them!No matter what Ye Ling said, he was Sword Douluo's apprentice, and if something happened to them, it would be difficult for them to explain it.

……

"Cough cough!"

A figure stood up in the flames, his clothes were all in tatters, and he even walked a little unsteadily!
"Won?"

Yan Yang stared blankly at the competition stage covered in flames, with a relieved smile on his face, this battle was finally won by them.

"He should be fine!" Yan Yang murmured softly, he could clearly feel a sword intent gushing out from the flame not far away, and he shifted the position of the explosion at the end, so Ye Ling should still be alive, at most he was seriously injured.

"Is that Yanyang?" Luo Ding suddenly widened his eyes and pointed to the wobbly figure on the competition stage.
"Yanyang! If Yanyang is still standing, we won!"

A relieved smile appeared on the corner of Li Tianyang's mouth, and he hurriedly prepared to go to Fu Yanyang to step down.

"Sister Lu, we won!"

Yan Yang looked at Linglu and the others in the rest area, and shouted to them with what little strength he had,
……

"Win... are you sure?"

At this moment, a cold voice came from the flames behind Yanyang, which instantly froze his joyful face.

"Bah!"

A purple sword light flashed, the flame was torn in two, and a figure with purple eyes in white clothes walked out slowly, holding a strange purple long sword.

"Ye... Ye... Ling!"

Yan Yang turned his head stiffly, Ye Ling in front of him didn't look hurt at all, the white clothes were still as brand new.

"how is this possible!"

Li Tianyang, who ran over at a high speed, was also stunned, looking at the white figure with bloodshot eyes, as if he was extremely inconceivable for his appearance.

"Win? Are you sure?"

(End of this chapter)