Emperor Yutianwu

"Tian Luo!" Emperor Tian frowned. Tian Luo was his offspring, so he could understand Tian Luo's unwillingness, but he was still worried that Tian Luo would clash with Chu Yan at this time.

"Father Emperor, I know you are doing everything for my own good. To this day, I can't blame anyone. If I want to blame someone, I can only blame fate. But this is my child's battle. I hope Father Emperor will help me and don't interfere." Tian Luo said.

"Li Ming, you and I are both proud people. This generation of Tianjiao, but because of our identity and background, we have become two extremes in the academy. I am the descendant of the Immortal Emperor and have always been admired by everyone, and you are the descendant of the lower world, with a humble status, but I have never despised you. Instead, I regard you as a truly admirable opponent. Today, since it is the academy competition, you and I should have a battle." Tian Luo looked at Li Ming, and everyone looked at Li Ming.

In fact, everyone understood that even if Li Ming did not fight, it would be nothing. After all, when the old man Shenglong came powerfully and oppressed him unfairly, he also raised doubts, but no one gave him a fair chance.

Now he has all the advantages, with Chu Yan here, if he doesn't fight, who can say anything?

However, as Tian Luo said, Li Ming and Tian Luo are both the most talented people in this generation of the academy, and they are looking forward to this battle.

Chu Yan looked at Li Ming and said nothing, because this decision will be made by Li Ming, and he will support Li Ming no matter what he chooses.

"I was really unwilling before, but it's not your fault, it's the world and fate that are wrong." Li Ming took a step forward, looked at Tian Luo, and said lightly: "But you are right, there should be a battle between you and me, so I promise you!"

Tian Luo nodded gratefully, and then he rose into the air, and behind him there was a terrifying Juntu unfolding.

He understood that Li Ming's battle with him was actually a gift, and Li Ming could completely refuse, and no one would say anything, so he was grateful, but that was why he would take it more seriously and go all out next time without any mercy.

"Uncle, help me!" Li Ming looked at Chu Yan brilliantly, and Chu Yan smiled and nodded. Because of his attack, the battle platform on the peak of the academy had already been shattered, so he waved his hand, and the rules of heaven were formed, giving birth to a suspended battle platform.

The two of them soared up and landed on the battle platform, which made the academy competition, which had already ended, boil again. Many people began to speculate who would be stronger in this belated duel.

"Go ahead! Next, I will not show mercy, and I will let everyone know that even without my father paving the way, I am the strongest." Tian Luo said.

"Same." Li Ming nodded. This battle was also very important to him. It was a battle of dignity. He was not convinced before and was expelled from the academy. If he lost this battle, everything he had before would only become a joke.

"Buzz!" A terrible breath bloomed in Li Ming's body. At the age of 30, he was already a top monarch. If he was placed in the mortal world in the past, or the six domains, he would have swept across the world.

The Juntu cast by Li Ming is a free and easy scroll, inherited from his father. There is Kunpeng flowing on the scroll, dazzling, and then Li Ming turned his finger and pointed it at Tian Luo, turning it into a terrible light spot and bursting out.

Tian Luo repaired the sword and cast the Sword Shadow Juntu. The scroll unfolded, and thousands of sword shadows appeared on the sky. Each sword shadow seemed to exist in reality. As the sword shadows rang, his body became ethereal and split into thousands of residual images.

For a moment, countless Tian Luos seemed to appear between heaven and earth, and each residual image held a sword shadow, with the same goal, rushing towards Li Ming to kill.

"Boom!" The finger light and the sword shadow collided in the void, immediately producing terrible fluctuations, and the ground trembled wildly.

"Both of them are so strong!" There were countless disciples below, and they couldn't help but feel a little frightened. They were all of the same generation as Li Ming and Tian Luo, but based on the attack just now, they believed that they could not block a blow at all.

Chu Yan looked at the stage calmly, but Li Xiaoyao was a little nervous, but he didn't care. In fact, Chu Yan didn't care whether Li Ming won or lost in this battle.

Who in this world can be undefeated?

The road of cultivation is long and endless, and everyone is destined to experience success and failure. He has also failed, but failure is often just to become stronger. Besides, he doesn't think Li Ming will lose in this battle.

"Boom!" The sword shadow was broken, and Tian Luo's thousands of clones returned to one, looking at Li Ming: "You are really strong, and you are an admirable opponent, but I will never lose in today's battle!"

"Me too!" Li Ming said seriously. He also had reasons not to lose. His figure flashed very quickly, and his white gown fluttered in the wind. He already had the style of Li Xiaoyao back then.

"Boom!" Tian Luo raised his palm and pressed it down. The ground suddenly cracked, and Li Ming's attack also melted away.

"Li Ming, try this move!" Tian Luo suddenly spoke, and then he opened his hands. With a hum, a terrible light immediately appeared in his body. Above the void, it seemed as if a saint's shadow descended and slowly merged into his body.

At this moment, Tian Luo actually had some saintly light. This is the fairyland, and there are many saints, so it is not as rare as in the galaxy. Many disciples recognized it immediately.

"Tian Luo has comprehended the saint's shadow, so strong."

"Not long ago, I realized the Holy Shadow. I wanted to wait until the end of this competition to give my father a surprise. I didn't expect that I would use it at this time. But it's enough to defeat you with it." Tian Luo said. The Emperor Tian's eyes flashed with surprise and dismay. His son was very talented and proud. He was only thirty years old and had already realized the Holy Shadow. He should have had a better future, but unfortunately...

Li Xiaoyao, Fatty and others were a little nervous. There was a huge difference between a Saint and a King. Even a King who had realized the Holy Shadow could not cross the line.

"Kill!" Tian Luo turned into a Saint, soared up, and stood above the nine heavens. He was like a young man, emitting dazzling brilliance all over his body, making some disciples with low realms unable to open their eyes.

Caught in a holy thought, Li Ming's face was a little pale. Saint, for a King, was a breakthrough and a transcendence. He only felt that the brilliance seemed to attack his spirit directly, making his soul tremble.

"Boom!" Tian Luo's palm slammed down, and the Saint's handprint was infinitely superimposed, like a five-finger mountain descending. Li Ming's body trembled violently, and then his Juntu was shattered. He uttered a muffled groan and retreated quickly.

"Brother!" Fu Chuyao's autumn eyes were red. She had never thought that this battle would be so tragic.

"Godfather, let them stop." Fu Chuyao looked at Chu Yan pleadingly, but Chu Yan did not move, just watched quietly. With his realm, he naturally understood that Tian Luo's Saint Shadow was not low, and it was almost difficult for Li Ming to win this battle.

But at this time, Li Ming had not admitted defeat or asked anyone for help, so he was more willing to believe that Li Ming had some trump cards.

"Chu Yao!" On the battle stage, Li Ming suddenly shouted, turned to look at Fu Chuyao, and shook his head.

"Brother, don't fight! What if you lose." Fu Chuyao didn't care what others thought. Since she was born, she had always been like this. She just hoped that Li Ming would be fine. Besides, even if he loses in such a wonderful battle, who can say anything?

"Please..." Fu Chuyao cried.

"Silly girl, I will be fine. I still want to see you get married. I promise you that if I really can't win, I won't force it." Li Ming smiled brightly. He has been practicing and cultivating his mind until now, and he doesn't care about other people's eyes, but today's battle is for himself.

The next moment, he looked up at Tian Luo, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, and Tian Luo also frowned. Under the holy shadow, he was like an emperor, and said lightly: "Stop, you have already won today."

"Without defeating you, how can I win."

"She is very worried about you, why force it? You should have understood the gap between the saint and the monarch in the attack just now. In the future, I can't guarantee that I can control the power." Tian Luo frowned.

"Then do your best, let me feel what is a saint." Li Ming said.

Tian Luo narrowed his eyes and then nodded. Being merciless was a sign of respect for the opponent.

Buzz——

On the battlefield, the holy light enveloped the sky and crushed everything. Tian Luo just stood there, and Li Ming felt a strong pressure, but he still stood straight. The broken Juntu condensed again and turned into a huge scroll.

The next moment, Li Ming stretched out his finger, and the finger turned into a sword light. Facing the endless pressure of the holy shadows, he slowly closed his eyes. As thousands of holy shadows slashed at him, he uttered a few words.

"No distinction between inside and outside, Xiaoyao slashes!"

"Buzz!" On the battlefield, thousands of sword shadows suddenly rolled up from where Li Ming was. In just a moment, the sword shadows covered the entire battlefield. Those sword shadows were like a rainstorm, coming madly. The most important thing was that those sword shadows were completely indiscriminate attacks, and Li Xiaoyao himself was also affected by the terrible sword light.

"Puff——" Li Liming spit out blood, and his white clothes were all slashed.

Above, Tian Luo's face turned pale. He found that the sword shadows were very strong and he couldn't block them at all. His saint armor began to break, but it was precisely because of this that he couldn't understand that Li Ming's attack was completely tantamount to suicide.

"You lunatic!" Tian Luo screamed, and his whole body was trapped in the sword energy. The terrible sword energy was raging in his body. In a blink of an eye, he flew backwards and slammed heavily on the battlefield with a bang.

Looking at the other side, Li Ming was even worse than him. Without the defense of the saint armor, his whole body had already turned into a bloody man, but he still stood there, blood flowing down his drooping arms. He looked up at Tian Luo and smiled brightly: "It seems that I won."

Tian Luo twitched all over, and then shook his head bitterly. Even if he had comprehended the holy shadow, he still lost? But this battle, he did not lose unjustly.