Chapter 220: The Original Spirit Shows Its Power, the Game Is a Draw, only Six People Are Left on the Field

"Senior Brother Beiyuan, you have to be careful next time."

A phoenix cry suddenly resounded from Zeng Xiangteng's body, and then five colors of talent surged out of him, turning into a multicolored phoenix soaring in the air.

The colorful phoenix screamed loudly and exuded a fiery aura, and rushed towards Beiyuan in an instant.

Beiyuan's eyes narrowed, and he clearly felt the power of Zeng Xiangteng's talent. The coercion radiated by the colorful phoenix made him breathless.

"Is this a colorful phoenix?"

Beiyuan thought to himself, but he did not panic, but responded calmly. The green Wenqi bow in his hand shot three arrows again, but this time, he did not attack Zeng Xiangteng directly, but shot at the colorful phoenix.

The three arrows turned into a huge cyan dragon and collided with the colorful phoenix in mid-air. The giant cyan dragon exudes a cold aura, which is in sharp contrast to the fiery multicolored phoenix. The collision of the two forces produced a violent explosion, and the entire site was covered by a powerful wave of energy.

Beiyuan's eyes flashed, and he felt the pressure this colorful phoenix put on him. With a thought in his mind, he immediately condensed six cyan arrows, placed them on the bowstring, and aimed them at the colorful phoenix in mid-air.

"Go." Beiyuan shouted softly, and six green arrows shot out instantly, turning into a more powerful green dragon and flying into the sky to kill the colorful phoenix.

"Senior Brother Beiyuan, be careful."

Zeng Xiangteng's reminder came from the side of Beiyuan. He turned around and saw that ten red arrows turned into a fire phoenix and roared towards him.

"Could it be that the Phoenix Land has revived and Zeng Xiangteng has obtained the original essence of the colorful phoenix, so he can summon the phantom of the colorful phoenix to assist him in fighting?"

Beiyuan guessed in his mind, and the movements in his hands did not stop. Five arrows were shot out, and another green dragon and fire phoenix collided in the air. The aftermath of the explosion covered the entire venue. Beiyuan's figure continued to retreat, but the green Wen Qi Bow in his hand never stopped attacking.

Seeing that Zeng Xiangteng summoned the colorful phoenix without any disorder in his own talents, Beiyuan had already determined that at this moment, Zeng Xiangteng had obtained the original essence of the colorful phoenix, and his strength had greatly increased. You must concentrate and go all out to resist the opponent's attack.

However, at this moment, the colorful phoenix in mid-air suddenly let out a high-pitched cry, and then a stream of hot air spurted out from its mouth, heading straight towards the North Abyss.

Beiyuan's eyes flashed, and the green Wenqi bow in his hand immediately shot an arrow, colliding with the hot airflow.

With a loud bang, Beiyuan shuddered, flew backwards, and fell heavily to the ground. He felt a surge of blood in his chest, swallowed the sweetness in his mouth, and looked up at the colorful phoenix in mid-air.

"It seems that I was still careless. Master taught me before that 'a gentleman is humble but not arrogant, and a villain is arrogant but not humble.' Today, I treat everyone with arrogance. I still need to temper it."

Beiyuan stood up from the ground, then took a deep breath, adjusted his posture, and looked up again at the colorful phoenix in mid-air.

He originally thought that if he broke through to Hanlin, his strength would be enough to defeat everyone, so he always subconsciously treated other students with an arrogant attitude. But now, he just defeated the Mohist disciples and already spent most of his talents. , even so, he also thought that he could easily defeat Zeng Xiangteng, so he gave up the opportunity to rest.

Now his talent is only 20%, his condition is extremely poor, and his internal organs have been traumatized to varying degrees. He has paid the price for his arrogance.

However, Beiyuan did not accept his fate. He had one last move. He drew the green Wenqi bow in his hand to full capacity again, looked at Zeng Xiangteng and said, "Junior Brother Zeng, as long as you can take my arrow, I will consider myself defeated."

After saying that, the green Wenqi bow in his hand instantly shot an arrow. This arrow was more powerful than any previous arrow, and it went straight towards Zeng Xiangteng with a fierce momentum.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Zeng Xiangteng's eyes. He could feel the power of this arrow, but he did not retreat. Instead, he stood firmly on the spot, ready to meet Beiyuan's attack.

The colorful phoenix roared loudly and turned into a streak of colorful light and rushed towards Beiyuan's cyan arrow. This time the cyan arrow directly defeated the colorful phoenix and continued to rush towards Zeng Xiangteng.

Zeng Xiangteng's eyes flashed, and he quickly pulled up the bowstring. The phoenix feather long bow in his hand resounded through the sky again. This time, he shot a golden arrow. The golden arrow collided with the cyan arrow in mid-air. In an instant, the golden arrow was broken by the cyan arrow.

The green arrow continued to roar towards Zeng Xiangteng, and was about to pierce his body.

However, at this moment, the original essence of the colorful phoenix condensed into the phantom of the phoenix again, blocking in front of Zeng Xiangteng, and collided with the cyan arrow.

With a loud bang, the green arrow directly penetrated the phoenix shadow and hit Zeng Xiangteng's chest. Zeng Xiangteng only felt a pain in his chest, and then flew backwards and hit the stone wall heavily.

"puff."

Zeng Xiangteng spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned pale. He looked down at the wound on his chest and found that blood was continuously flowing out. He wanted to use his energy to stop the injury from spreading, but the blood still couldn't stop flowing, and the green arrow turned into energy again and invaded his body.

Zeng Xiangteng felt weak, and his whole body collapsed on the ground, gasping for air.

He looked up at Beiyuan and found that the other party was also half-kneeling on the ground, his face was pale and his condition was extremely weak.

"Brother Beiyuan, it seems that I lost this time." Zeng Xiangteng supported himself and stood up.

Beiyuan coughed violently and spit out a mouthful of blood, saying: "No, the arrow just now has overdrawn my life source, I can't live anymore. A gentleman is humble but not arrogant. Brother Zeng, you have taught me a lesson in today's battle."

"Brother Beiyuan, Xiangteng can't live anymore. Now the power of the origin of the spirit has been exhausted, and your arrow has also cut off my heart veins. In this battle, I am still the loser." Zeng Xiangteng said with a wry smile.

Both of them knew that they were exhausted and would not live long.

"No, this battle is a draw."

After that, Beiyuan's figure gradually turned into a green light and dissipated.

"It seems that I am still maintaining a tie at the moment." Zeng Xiangteng chuckled and immediately turned into a red light and disappeared on the top of Fenglin.

"Farewell, Senior Brother Beiyuan."

Mo Yao cupped his hands and bowed in the direction of Senior Brother Beiyuan. Seeing this, other disciples watching the game also bowed in the direction of Beiyuan to show respect.

Although Zeng Xiangteng won Beiyuan, everyone knew that Beiyuan's true strength was the strongest among all people. If he really wanted to compete for the throne of the first heaven, no one could stop him.

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