Zhang Ergou naturally sensed the change in Liuhe's gaze.
Having experienced so many battles, Zhang Ergou could clearly feel the undisguised killing intent in Liuhe's eyes.
Although he didn't understand why the other party harbored such hostility towards him.
However, since the other party chose to act against him, Zhang Ergou naturally would not sit idly by.
Zhang Ergou ceased holding back, his body transforming into streaks of afterimages as he lunged towards the opponent.
Previously, Liuhe had always been the aggressor and Zhang Ergou the defender. This time, he would no longer hold back.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Ergou was only one zhang away from Liuhe.
Fire Spirit Fist!
He threw several punches in rapid succession, each carrying a spiritual fire imprint flying towards Liuhe.
"A mere trifle!"
Liuhe naturally did not sense anything different about the Fire Spirit Fist. He believed the flames attached to the fist imprints were just ordinary flames.
Liuhe raised his sword to strike at the incoming fist imprints.
A meaningful smile appeared on Zhang Ergou's face; he had clearly been waiting for this moment.
*Chi!*
The Fire Spirit Fist imprints were not pierced by Liuhe's sword. Instead, as they approached, they grew even larger.
Even more bizarrely, Liuhe felt the long sword in his hand growing hotter and hotter.
Eventually, he was forced to drop his long sword.
"What kind of fire is that? Liuhe's sword actually melted!"
When the long sword fell to the ground, people saw that the rather good quality long sword had transformed into a pool of molten iron.
*Hiss!*
Gasps of astonishment echoed.
The quality of Liuhe's long sword was naturally extraordinary, forged from fine steel and other high-quality materials.
In the blink of an eye, it was melted into iron water by the Fire Spirit Fist flame that Zhang Ergou unleashed.
If that flame were to burn him, he would be reduced to ashes!
The gazes of the onlookers towards Zhang Ergou completely changed.
The disciples now looked at Zhang Ergou with deep fear instead of their previous disrespect!
"My sword!"
Seeing his long sword turned into molten iron, Liuhe was filled with heartache. Zhang Ergou had once again caused him heavy losses.
This sword had been with him for a long time. Although Liuhe rarely used it in battles, it was his treasure and he had deep affection for it.
Upon seeing his weapon destroyed, Liuhe was utterly enraged!
His eyes turned crimson. Liuhe produced another snake-shaped long sword. As the sword was unsheathed, the surrounding light seemed to dim.
"A magic artifact! Another magic artifact!"
A disciple in the viewing stands exclaimed in surprise, astonished that another disciple from the Liuhai Sect had produced a magic artifact.
What surprised them even more was that Zhang Ergou had forced two disciples from the Liuhai Sect to use magic artifacts consecutively.
It was chilling to think that Zhang Ergou was definitely not as simple as he appeared.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have forced two disciples of the Liuhai Sect, both at the Golden Core mid-stage, to draw their magic artifacts to fight.
Magic artifacts were the trump cards used by disciples of each sect for final battles.
No one was willing to reveal their trump card at the beginning, but Zhang Ergou had forced two disciples from the Liuhai Sect to do so.
Liuhe was also one of the top ten disciples of the Liuhai Sect, and a competitor for entering the secret realm this time.
On the viewing platform of the Liuhai Sect, the expressions of the elders and disciples were far from pleasant.
Each one looked as if they had lost a family member, a somber atmosphere pervading.
In stark contrast to the Liuhai Sect, the atmosphere on the viewing platform of the Misty Sect was relaxed and joyful.
Everyone's face was lit with happy expressions. Even Leng Feng, who had previously taken a disliking to Zhang Ergou, now had a brilliant sparkle in his eyes.
The strong were always respected. Even if Zhang Ergou lost at this moment, he would still be respected by the disciples of the Misty Sect.
This was because the two disciples from the Liuhai Sect Zhang Ergou had faced were both at the Golden Core mid-stage, a realm higher than his.
And Zhang Ergou not only didn't lose but had defeated Hua Ying, who was at the Golden Core mid-stage.
Now, he was fighting on par with Liuhe, who was also at the Golden Core mid-stage. The people of the Misty Sect were naturally filled with pride.
"Kid, you can be proud to have forced me to use my trump card!"
If looks could kill, Zhang Ergou would have been executed by a thousand cuts by now.
"Do all you disciples from the Liuhai Sect just talk big?" Zhang Ergou sneered. He had initially found Liuhe a bit difficult to deal with.
However, after several rounds of exchanges, Zhang Ergou had gained an understanding of his opponent's strength.
He looked down on those who only spoke harsh words from the bottom of his heart.
"What did you say?"
Liuhe's eyes turned cold, and he instantly activated his magic artifact, which flared with light in an instant.
The dazzling light emanated, and the magic artifact exuded a faint, cold glow, appearing even more extraordinary.
"That's it!"
With the experience of fighting Hua Ying, Zhang Ergou was confident in his Ghost Spear Tian Wen. It was definitely a weapon no less inferior to any magic artifact.
He poured his spiritual energy into Ghost Spear Tian Wen desperately.
Ghost Spear Tian Wen appeared even darker.
Then, people saw a snake-shaped long sword and a dark, black spear radiating light, detached from their respective owners' control.
They floated into the void, confronting each other.
The snake-shaped long sword emitted a colorful, eye-catching light, while Ghost Spear Tian Wen was much more understated.
However, the two weapons seemed unwilling to yield to each other, confronting each other in the air.
"What are they doing?"
Wang Teng watched the scene on the stage with some confusion. This was the first time he had ever seen such a situation.
"Shh! Just watch!"
Lin Yichen whispered. This was a rare sight.
The noise from the audience seats also quieted down, as everyone's attention was drawn to the scene on the stage.
Looking back at the stage, Zhang Ergou and Liuhe stood on opposite sides.
They made different hand seals, and the weapons in the air moved with their actions.
The snake-shaped long sword, emitting a dazzling glow, curved and lunged towards Ghost Spear Tian Wen. Ghost Spear Tian Wen did not show any weakness either.
It charged straight at the opponent.
*Clang, clang, clang!* A series of metal clashes echoed as the two weapons became entangled.
Zhang Ergou and Liuhe's faces were grave. Manipulating their respective weapons in this manner consumed far more energy than wielding them directly.
Liuhe, relying on his Golden Core mid-stage cultivation, believed his internal spiritual energy was more abundant than Zhang Ergou's. Therefore, he was confident that he would be invincible in this battle.
Little did he know that Zhang Ergou was an anomaly. Not only did he possess a Dan Sea, but his formed Golden Core was a five-colored Golden Core, much larger than ordinary Golden Cores.
His internal spiritual energy reserves and purity were beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators.
This confrontation was destined to disappoint Liuhe!
"Go!"
Liuhe once again urged the snake-shaped long sword in the air, slashing towards the Ghost Spear Tian Wen that had just dodged.