Chapter 826: Fighting the Yellow Crane (Part 1)

The people who followed Suning and Jiang Bailin into Shishan basically stood on the round platform, waiting for the opponent they were about to face, only a few people were still looking around, seeming to be looking for a suitable opponent.
Huang He unfolded his spiritual consciousness, and carefully explored the stone mountain, a smile gradually evoked at the corner of his mouth, and he quickly approached the stone platform where Suning was.
In the previous two rounds of selection, Suning demonstrated extremely impressive strength. Not only the spectators, but some participants also want to fight against him. As long as he can be defeated, he will soar to the sky and his reputation will rise. , Then naturally there will be excellent sects and families to find the door.
Seeing a streamer quickly approaching the stone platform where he was, a smile gradually evoked from the corner of Suning's mouth. Although he did not see where Jiang Bailin was, Suning did not have much worry with the strength of Bailin.
"Although I didn't clean up Ye Qing, I'm satisfied to fight you directly."
The figure of the yellow crane slowly landed on the stone platform where Suning was located. With the lines under the stone platform emitting a burst of light, the stone platform where the two of them were located was wrapped in a restraint.
Except for the stone platform where Suning and Huang He are located, the others who entered the stone platform behind have also started their own battles. There are violent spirit source fluctuations raging around everywhere, and the sound of killing and cutting continues to sound.
"Oh? So, do you think you can beat me with complete confidence?"
Seeing Huang He's self-confidence bursting, Suning felt a little funny in his heart, mouth opened slightly, making a mocking sound, and jokingly at the yellow crane standing opposite.
"Hehe, I have watched your previous matches. To be honest, I don't have to use all my strength against you."
Listening to Suning’s words, the corners of Huang He’s mouth slowly curled up, and a chuckle was emitted. As the voice fell, a tyrannical Spiritual Origin wave suddenly erupted from his body, and the terrifying aura shook waves of ripples and gradually dissipated. .
"Really? What a coincidence, I agree with you."
As soon as Suning's words fell, his figure suddenly disappeared, leaving an afterimage on the round platform, which suddenly appeared behind Huang He, and slapped the back of the neck with a palm.
Feeling the spirit source fluctuations coming from behind, the yellow crane's figure paused slightly and disappeared in place. Suning's palm carried an aura of terror, like a thunderstorm. As the yellow crane moved, Suning's mouth evoked a smile. Follow him closely.
"boom…"
At the moment when Suning's palm was about to touch his body, Huang He suddenly exploded with a vast spirit source wave aura covering his body.
"En? The response is good, the spiritual source body protection can be completed in such a short time."
Suning's palm did not succeed, and she was a little disappointed in her heart. She backed away quickly, with a smile on her face.
At this time, Huang He looked into Suning’s eyes. He was no longer as arrogant and arrogant as before. Through the moment of the match, Huang He felt the tyrannical strength of Suning and the strength he showed in the rematch. Suddenly different, his expression could not help but become a little solemn.
"Very good, your strength is very strong, but I am not weak!"
As the voice of the yellow crane fell, bursts of deep thunder sounded abruptly in the round table, and the thunder currents turned on his palm. With the movement of his wrist, Lingyuan's phantom palm mixed with thunder and lightning flew out suddenly. Above the round table, countless lightning palms blasted towards Suning.
Looking at the sky full of thunder and lightning palms, Suning's eyebrows raised slightly, stimulating the spiritual source in the body, turning into an afterimage that constantly wandered through the gap between thunder and lightning palms.
Seeing this scene, a smile appeared at the corner of Huang He's mouth, and a long sword appeared in his hand, with a little bit of cold light shining on the sword. His figure moved and he attacked Suning.
On the big screen in the center of the venue, the picture suddenly changed to a scene of Suning and Huang He playing against each other. On the viewing platform, there were shouts one after another, and the eyes were full of enthusiasm.
"Suning! Suning!"
In a room at the top of the viewing platform, Pang Jiu'er and Feng Lingyue and Wan'er looked at the pictures on the big screen, their expressions gradually became a little nervous, and they did not dare to take a mouthful.
In the eyes of everyone, the situation Suning is facing now is really not to be optimistic. A little carelessness will be directly suppressed by Huang He's attack. The current attack rhythm is completely in the hands of Huang He.
Looking at the big screen, Pang Jiu'er gradually clenched his fists, and the palms gradually turned a little purple under her grip. Feng Lingyue looked at Pang Jiu'er's appearance, slightly surprised, except for her, I am afraid that only Pang Jiu'er would be so nervous.
"I see how you are hiding!"
As the voice of the yellow crane fell, the sword energy mixed with lightning power tore the air, slashing in the direction of Suning, the majestic spirit source fluctuations seemed to split him whole.
In the face of the sky full of attacks, Suning's wrist moved, and the Excalibur Sword appeared in his hand, "Excalibur!" With Suning's anger, countless solid sword aura suddenly appeared all over his body, blasting into the lightning palm.
Su Ning suddenly understood that if there is anything that can be easily dealt with in the finals, it is better to be careful so as not to capsize in the gutter.
"Ding…"
In the round table, Suning and Huang He fought with each other, and the long swords in their hands kept colliding with each other, making a clear sound.
The horror aura produced by the two-person battle dissipated, and the entire round table trembled constantly, seemingly unable to bear it. At this time, Suning only used the strength equivalent to Lingtian.
Above the round stage, the two were in a stalemate, and the battle gradually became fierce. Facing Suning, who was still acting relaxed, a strong sense of war flashed in Huang He's eyes.
"Very well, originally this trick was reserved for the strongest opponent, but your strength is terrifying, let you taste the power of this trick first!"
With a move, the yellow crane withdrew from the battle with Suning, and fully mobilized the spiritual power in the body. The pure lightning energy slowly gathered on the sword body, and then the wrist was moved, and the lightning energy condensed on the sword suddenly shot out. The sky condensed into a thundercloud, and along with the rumbling sound, the milky white thunder and lightning continued to wander in the thundercloud.
Looking at the movement of Huang He’s hand, Suning’s mouth evokes an imperceptible arc. Huang He’s move is exactly the same as the one he used. If it is against other opponents, perhaps this move will have an effect. But when used on Suning's body, it has a slightly insignificant taste.
"Boy, this is my latest evolution of the strongest killer move. With this move, I want to destroy you!"
Huang He's expression gradually became mad, and his hair fell on his shoulders.