Fall: Rebirth

What a thrilling scene!

Ziying was seen holding a black crystal spear that was emitting cold light, his posture as straight as a pine tree; while Yan Yin was holding a blazing flaming sword, his momentum as mighty as a mountain.

They stood facing each other, as if they were the only ones left in the world.

At this moment, the students in the academy rushed out after hearing the noise, and they could not help but whisper to each other when they saw the scene before them. Some were amazed at the strength and demeanor of the Water and Fire Gods, while others were full of anticipation for the upcoming battle.

Qingli stood quietly above the clouds, watching the situation below change with cold eyes.

Seeing this, Yuan Gu couldn't help but burst out laughing, and waved the folding fan in his hand, jokingly saying: "Fortunately you ran fast, otherwise you would have been dragged into this melee."

Cang Yan remained silent, but his eyes kept glancing in the direction of Qing Li. This subtle movement was caught by Yuan Gu who was standing beside him, and he thought to himself: Could it be that... he is interested in Qing Li?

Just as everyone was thinking about their own things, Xi'er and Li Feng also rushed out of the school and happened to see their master holding a weapon, ready to go. They looked at each other and chose to stand aside and watch what happened.

With a roar, Yan Yin attacked like an arrow shot from a bow. He held the blazing sword tightly in his hand and swung it violently, as if the whole world was on fire. A hot and powerful aura rolled towards him like a surging sea wave.

Facing such a fierce attack, Ziying showed no fear. She steadily raised the black crystal spear that was shining with mysterious light and swung it vigorously. In an instant, a bone-chilling and chilling cold air rushed towards Yan Yin like a violent storm.

In the blink of an eye, the cold and hot air currents intertwined and collided with each other, making a series of crisp and sharp "cracking" sounds.

The many students present were all stunned with shock.

Yan Yin gritted his teeth, refusing to show weakness, and once again swung the flaming sword in his hand, performing several tricks in succession. Every swing of the sword carried the power of destroying the heavens and the earth, and the sword was like a flaming dragon rising into the sky with fangs and claws, spewing blazing flames from its mouth, and the fire became more and more violent and fierce.

However, Ziying remained calm in the face of danger and wielded the black crystal spear calmly and coolly. Wherever the tip of the spear passed, frost quickly condensed and spread, forming an indestructible ice wall that dissolved Yan Yin's attacks one by one.

In this way, the two sides fought back and forth, each showing off their skills, and it was difficult to tell who was better for a while.

Seeing Yan Yin trying so hard to deal with him, Ziying stared at Yan Yin with a sharp look in his eyes, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly: "Old man, are you serious?"

When Yan Yin heard being called old guy again, he was immediately furious and his hair stood on end. He let out a deafening roar, as if he wanted to release all the anger in his heart.

Then he stretched out his arm and waved his fingers quickly. A ball of burning flame came out and soared into the air like a fire dragon, pouncing towards Ziying with its fangs and claws.

Ziying did not dare to relax at all, and dodged at an astonishing speed. The ball of fire fell fiercely on the ground, instantly melting the hard ground into a huge deep pit, with flames shooting up into the sky and heat waves rolling in the pit.

Seeing this, Yan Yin became more and more complacent. He waved his hands non-stop, controlling the flames like a storm to launch round after round of fierce attacks on Ziying.

Ziying's body was agile, moving freely in the sea of ​​fire like a ghost, and every time she turned sideways, leaned back or rolled, she just avoided being swallowed by the blazing flames. She had sharp eyes, staring at Yan Yin's every move, not missing any possible flaws.

In the fierce battle, Ziying gradually retreated, seemingly at a disadvantage, but in fact she was patiently waiting for the opportunity. Finally, she caught a glimpse of Yan Yin's moves, stomped hard on the ground without hesitation, and took advantage of the rebound force to soar into the sky like a flying bird.

In mid-air, Ziying was like a god of war, holding the black crystal spear in his hand, and threw it upwards with all his strength. The spear turned into a dazzling stream of light, cutting through the sky, and whistling away with endless power. Then, Ziying waved his arm, and dozens of sharp daggers with cold light appeared out of thin air in an instant, shooting towards Yan Yin like raindrops.

These daggers were extremely fast, as if they were tearing through the air, carrying with them sharp sword energy and biting coldness, making people shudder.

In the blink of an eye, the dagger was close to Yan Yin, and at this time the black crystal spear just fell. Ziying was quick-witted and grabbed it firmly. The whole set of movements was smooth and there was no delay at all.

However, this is not the end! Just as those daggers were about to hit Yan Yin, the black crystal spear suddenly burst out with dazzling light, and a huge water dragon emerged from the tip of the spear. The water dragon bared its fangs and claws, making an astonishing momentum, and pounced on Yan Yin with the force of thunder. Wherever the water dragon passed, water vapor rose, and a cool breeze rushed towards him, giving people an irresistible sense of oppression.

Yan Yin, who had just narrowly avoided the dagger attack, had no time to catch his breath before he began to dodge the fierce attack of the water dragon in panic. He opened his eyes wide, bit his lips tightly, and tried his best to resist the impact of the water dragon.