Where does that wicked woman get her conscience?

Chapter 252 The Backlash of the Secret Technique

The nine secret techniques collided one after another, and the spiritual energy permeating the arena suddenly boiled and surged, condensing into a faint vortex that hovered in mid-air.

Blood-red shadows entwined around the Yin-Yang blades, crimson patterns spreading along the blades. Pale white icy mist collided with scorching flames, exploding into countless tiny ice crystals and sparks.

The blade flashed incessantly, its terrifying aura seemingly tearing the air apart and leaving dark cracks. Blood shadows twisted and swirled within the blade's light, causing the surrounding space to tremble slightly.

This scene caused everyone around to hold their breath involuntarily, as if they could feel the suffocating terror through the energy shield.

The strength that Zhuge Yunzheng is currently displaying far surpasses the strength that Guan Xun is suppressing at his current level.

If she were to directly confront this attack, she would have no chance of winning. Even if she could withstand one blow, how long could she hold out against so many blades?

As she pondered this, Guan Xun's brows furrowed slightly. She raised her chin and stared intently at the terrifying number of Yin-Yang blades.

She then swung her wrist, gripping the longsword tightly, and the sword instantly drew a faint white line through the air beside her. She tapped the hilt of the sword imperceptibly with her two fingers, and a wisp of pale green spiritual energy immediately flowed from her palm to her fingertips, quietly mixing into the sword that was shrouded in white mist.

The two spiritual energies mixed together, and the spiritual energy enveloping the longsword underwent some imperceptible changes.

Fire-attribute spiritual power cannot be used casually; if one is not careful, others will discover that it contains undying fire. Although her wood-attribute spiritual power is not good for combat, it is enough to deal with the person in front of her.

Wood-attribute spiritual power requires very little usage, allowing one to enhance ice-attribute spiritual power without being detected by others.

As the two spiritual energies quietly merged, ice began to freeze beneath Guan Xun's feet, spreading in all directions and almost completely solidifying the entire arena.

At the same time, crystal-clear ice flowers burst open with a series of bangs on the smooth ice surface, quickly covering the entire competition platform.

This scene, accompanied by her flowing long dress, has an indescribable beauty.

Just as the ice flowers had bloomed and covered the entire ice surface, Guan Xun suddenly raised her arm, and with a clench of her fist, the beautiful ice flowers instantly exploded into the air like crystals bursting.

The shattered ice did not dissipate in the air, but remained suspended in the air, trembling slightly. Several wisps of icy aura moved back and forth among them, and suddenly, in full view of everyone, it transformed into crystal clear and extremely sharp ice crystals.

Guan Xun swung her longsword upwards, and all the ice crystals followed the movement of the hilt, stopping high in the sky behind her. Because of their extremely small size, their number appeared to be greater than the Yin-Yang blades opposite her.

Upon seeing this scene, Zhuge Yunzheng's pupils contracted slightly. She vaguely felt a strong sense of danger spreading from the depths of her heart, creeping densely into every corner of her body.

How could her ice attribute suddenly become so powerful! What kind of cultivation technique is she practicing? It seems her previous confrontation was just her underestimating him; now she's finally getting serious…

He took a deep breath, his eyes reddening slightly. He had been forced to use this move. Regardless of whether he could defeat his opponent, his body would suffer severe backlash. Therefore, he had to do whatever it took to win the championship this time!

Thinking of this, Zhuge Yunzheng let out a deep roar, the veins on her arm bulged, and her index finger moved rapidly to form a particularly unfamiliar hand seal.

"Tenth level, open!"

With a near-mad growl, his aura surged wildly in an instant, like something that had been holding back for a long time and was about to explode. As his aura intensified, wisps of red mist began to emerge from his skin, connecting with the yin-yang blades.

From a distance, it looks like a spider steadily pulling at its prey in the middle of its carefully woven web.

Upon seeing this, the expressions of those in the high seats all changed slightly.

Those in the True Inheritance Hall couldn't help but gasp. The Hall Master, who usually guided Zhuge Yunzheng's cultivation, looked somewhat anxious and hurriedly said, "The tenth level of Yin-Yang Blood Shadow? How could Young Master Yunzheng have used the tenth level of Yin-Yang Blood Shadow! Oh dear, the backlash is unimaginable."

Zhuge Tianxia's face was ashen. Winning the competition was important, but if the backlash from the secret technique turned him into a complete waste, it would be a waste of the resources of his True Inheritance Hall.

He's usually such a calm and collected person, but now he's acting like he's gone mad.

In the field.

Two streams of spiritual energy, red and white, swirled around Zhuge Yunzheng. The powerful aura caused the surrounding blades to vibrate and hum. He clenched his fists suddenly, and countless yin-yang blades instantly emitted a buzzing sound and flashed with incomparably sharp light. Like lightning, they pierced fiercely towards Guan Xun with his swing.

The energy generated by this attack was particularly terrifying. Elder Eagle Eye quickly swept his hand to reinforce the energy shield surrounding the arena.

Seeing the oncoming blades, Guan Xun's lips curled into a cold smile. She swung her sword heavily, and countless sharp ice crystals behind her instantly met the Yin-Yang blades head-on.

At the same time, she suddenly stepped back.

"boom!"

The violent collision generated an enormous energy surge, causing the sky to explode into countless fragments.

The powerful energy swept out like a storm, shattering the arena and creating huge craters. Countless cracks spread rapidly in all directions from these craters, covering the entire arena in just a few blinks of an eye.

The dazzling light was so bright that it almost pierced through the energy shield surrounding the area, and the scene became so chaotic that nothing could be seen.

Guan Xun had barely retreated to the back when he saw a fiery red figure swirling around the Yin-Yang Blade, hurtling towards him amidst the exploding light.

Zhuge Yunzheng is really going all out...

She frowned and stared straight ahead. In an instant, she leaped into the air and, using the force of her energy, rushed towards the figure that was shooting towards her.

"Bang!"

With a horizontal slash, he firmly blocked the descending Yin-Yang Blade Ring. However, fire is inherently the counter to ice, and the moment the sword clashed with the blade, the latter's blazing fire instantly melted away the wisps of icy coldness from the sword.

Guan Xun's gaze swept between the two, then he forcefully pushed forward with his hand gripping the longsword!

In an instant, Zhuge Yunzheng felt as if she was being pressed down by a powerful force, making it difficult for her to breathe.

How could that be? Their attributes are mutually exclusive; even if their strengths are vastly different, he shouldn't be feeling so overwhelmed.

He was currently at a disadvantage, his position was lower than others, and it was fortunate that the surrounding area was filled with smoke and dust, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.

"You specialize in fire attribute, right?" Seeing the astonishment on the other's face, Guan Xun casually glanced at him, then a cold smile appeared on his lips. "You're too weak. Let me show you what real elemental fire is."

As she spoke, wisps of dark flames rose from her palms, enveloping her entire hand. In the blink of an eye, the dark red had covered the entire sword. As soon as the dark flames appeared, the fiery red on the Yin-Yang Blade Ring shrank back as if a subject had met an emperor, showing signs of being extinguished.

Zhuge Yunzheng's pupils suddenly contracted, her eyes fixed on the dark red flame, her lips slightly parted, but she couldn't utter a single word.

She really does have fire attributes! What kind of flame is this? It's so domineering that it suppresses his elemental fire to the point that it dares not resist.

Just as the elemental fire was crushed, a fierce glint flashed in Guan Xun's eyes. Her grip on the sword hilt suddenly loosened, and the dark flames and the longsword vanished from their sight in an instant. Before they could react, her hand swung to her side and then gripped it tightly again, and the longsword that had mysteriously disappeared was suddenly and firmly held in her hand once more.

Without the envelopment of dark flames, it returned to its usual icy chill.

"You lost, get off."

Her tone was cold, and then she swung her arm sharply, striking the Yin-Yang blades surrounding Zhuge Yunzheng.

"boom!"

A powerful shockwave suddenly exploded, completely drowning out the sounds of light blades and ice crystals colliding around them, and strong ripples of spiritual energy spread outwards.

Zhuge Yunzheng felt a sudden weight on his body, and his whole body was shaken so badly that he felt like his blood was about to spurt out. Just before he was about to collapse to the ground, a sinister look flashed in his eyes. He concentrated all his spiritual power in his arm, and the moment his body hit the ground, he grabbed Guan Xun's sleeve and used the force of the impact to pull her down!

Two more loud thuds followed, and the two figures crashed to the ground almost simultaneously, the commotion lasting less than half a breath.

The entire arena was silent, with countless eyes staring blankly at the competition stage. They hadn't even blinked, so how could the two figures that were just moments ago vaguely visible high in the sky have suddenly appeared on the ground?

Zhuge Yunzheng trembled all over, trying to struggle to get up, but a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Guan Xun braced herself against the ground with her sword. She knelt on one knee on the broken ground, feeling a slight pain in her knee from the pebbles digging into it. Looking down at her clothes, she saw they were filthy…

Even a large section of her skirt sleeve was torn off, revealing her snow-white arms.

Guan Xun's expression instantly turned terrifyingly sinister. When she raised her eyes, only endless ruthlessness remained in her dark eyes. She released the hilt of her sword, leaned forward slightly, and grabbed Zhuge Yunzheng's already bloodied neck. Her voice was chillingly cold: "You must be the master of the Nine Fire Divine Dragon Cover. Did you think you could trap me with it alone?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhuge Yunzheng's gaze, which had been fixed on Guan Xun, froze. Her pupils suddenly contracted, and she even stopped breathing abruptly, her whole body stiffening like a stone sculpture.

She knew, she actually knew it was him?! How could this be?!

Guan Xun ignored his fear and tightened his grip on his neck, almost snapping it, his nails digging deep into his flesh.

The small flame burst forth, like a nimble little snake, darting through his meridians and rapidly heading towards his dantian. As Guan Xun narrowed his eyes, it transformed into a large hand that tightly grasped it and then squeezed it hard!

"Abandoning your dantian and becoming a useless person is the backlash from using the secret technique. Remember this, it has nothing to do with me."

The Spirit Transformation Pearl shattered into countless powders in an instant, burning away in the dark flames.

After doing all this, she let go, looked at the hot blood flowing in her hand, wiped it on her clothes, staggered back a few steps, and fell to the ground with a thud.

A tearing pain shot through Zhuge Yunzheng's dantian. He let out a low roar, spraying blood directly onto the ground. His body curled up, his fingertips digging into the ground with a piercing sound, veins bulging on his forehead, and his breathing so heavy it seemed he was about to suffocate.

"You...you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he fainted.