Xingtetsu: You are not included in Elio's script!

Chapter 471

Blade's body recovered quickly, and the light in his eyes became deeper, as if the recent injury only made his fighting spirit burn even more vigorously.

At this time, Ren seemed to have noticed something wrong with himself. He frowned slightly, looked down at his body which had returned to normal, and a complex look flashed in his eyes.

He could feel a strange yet familiar power surging in his body. It was a call from the depths of his soul, as if tempting him towards the abyss of darkness.

He shook his head vigorously, with a resolute movement, as if he wanted to shake off the distracting thoughts in his mind and the strange power in his body.

His hair was flying wildly in the wind, with water droplets splashing out from the ends.

However, that power was like a thorn in his flesh, tightly entangling him, and no matter how he struggled, he could not get rid of it.

It was as if it had taken root deep in his soul, merged with his flesh and blood, and became an inseparable part of his body.

"Ren...you..." Jingliu couldn't help but speak, but when the words came to his lips, it was as if an invisible hand strangled his throat, and he didn't know how to ask.

Her eyes were filled with worry and concern. She was afraid to hear the answer, but she knew clearly that this question was like a sword of Damocles hanging over her head. She had to face it and could not escape.

"That thing is still in my body..." Ren's voice was low, as if he was squeezing these words out from between his teeth with difficulty. A trace of pain flashed in his eyes, but was immediately replaced by determination.

He raised his head slightly and looked towards Jing Liu, with a faint arc at the corner of his mouth. That arc was like a red spider lily blooming in the darkness, sad and dangerous, and it contained a kind of fanaticism and persistence in fighting.

"This thing brought me down and brought me back to life, and I am no longer controlled by it."

His gaze passed through the mirror and looked into the distance, as if he saw the thorny roads he had walked and the days shrouded in darkness.

"Jingliu, should I be happy?" He seemed to be asking Jingliu, but also seemed to be asking himself.

His heart is struggling between pain and hope, hovering on the edge of darkness and light, and this battle with Jingliu may be his way of finding answers.

Jing Liu looked at Ren, the worry in his eyes did not dissipate, "Ren, this is not something to be happy about. The existence of that power is always a hidden danger. It is like a bomb that can explode at any time. It will not only destroy you, but also affect everything around you."

"I know this, but it has become a part of me, like my shadow, which I cannot get rid of. However, I will no longer let it dominate my destiny, no matter what the cost." He clenched the sword in his hand, and the sword trembled slightly, as if responding to his determination.

"Then let's solve the problem at hand first. This battle is not over yet." Jing Liu said, raising the Zhili Sword again. The white light became more and more dazzling, reflecting her resolute face.

Blade nodded, and the black light surged from him again, "Come on, Jingliu, let me prove myself with this battle."

The two men rushed towards each other at the same time, faster and more powerful than before.

The swords collided with each other, making a deafening roar. Amidst the flashes of light, ripples of energy spread out in all directions. Every collision was like two stars colliding, releasing a force that could destroy the world.

Suddenly, Ren spotted a flaw and swung his sword fiercely, carrying all his strength and will.

Driven by his powerful strength, the black light gradually condensed into a huge black dragon.

The black dragon was lifelike, with each scale flashing with strange black light and flames burning in its huge dragon eyes. It opened its bloody mouth, revealing its extremely sharp fangs, and pounced towards Jing Liu with its teeth and claws bared.

Wherever the black dragon passed, the air was violently distorted, forming whirlpools that were visible to the naked eye, and the surrounding space seemed to tremble under its power.

Seeing this, Jingliu remained calm and showed no intention of retreating.

She raised the broken sword in her hand high up and then slammed it into the ground.

The moment the Disintegration Sword touched the ground, a powerful icy force spread out in all directions with the Disintegration Sword as the center.

In an instant, the water vapor in the surrounding air quickly condensed, and transparent ice walls rose from the ground.

These ice walls are crystal clear, and each piece of ice looks like it has been carefully carved, sparkling with colorful light under the refraction of sunlight.

Energy flows on the surface of the ice wall, and as the energy flashes, it continuously enhances the ice wall's defensive power.

The black dragon hit the ice wall like a black meteor. In an instant, ice chips flew everywhere like blooming silver flowers.

However, something strange happened. The blazing black light on the black dragon seemed to have the high temperature to melt everything, and the ice wall began to melt rapidly under its impact.

The black light was like the tentacles of darkness, seeping and spreading along the cracks in the ice wall. The black dragon took the opportunity to drill behind the ice wall.

But suddenly, something unexpected happened.

After passing through the ice wall, the black dragon did not go towards Jingliu, but appeared behind Ren.

Its huge body, packed with the power to destroy everything, slammed into Blade's back with overwhelming force.

"Boom!" A deafening roar exploded on the battlefield, as if the whole world was shaking violently at this moment.

The energy shock wave was like a surging tsunami, sweeping out in all directions with the two people as the center.

Wherever it went, whether it was the sturdy arena or the surrounding buildings and facilities, they were razed to the ground by this powerful force.

Huge rocks were thrown into the air, and then fell like raindrops under the action of gravity, raising a cloud of dust.

The audience was frightened by this sudden change and panicked, and they scattered in all directions.

Screams and shouts mixed together, filling the entire training ground.

They stared with wide eyes, looking at the scene with horror, their eyes filled with shock at this destructive force, as if at this moment they truly realized the horror of this battle.

Under the impact of the energy, Ren knelt on one knee. He felt his physical strength being rapidly consumed, as if there was a huge black hole in his body that was constantly devouring his strength.

But the power in the body became more and more violent, it rampaged through the blade's body like a raging flood trying to break through a dam.

That power continued to repair his damaged body, and the flesh and blood at the wounds grew and healed at an astonishing speed, as if his body was just a carrier for this power to display its magic.

He looked like an immortal and could recover quickly no matter how serious the injury was.

Every time he fell, he could stand up again, and every time he was injured, it seemed to inject new vitality into the revival of his strength.

This state of being neither defeated nor killed makes people around feel both fear and confusion.

The referee stood in the distance, his brows furrowed, his heart full of confusion.

He didn't know whether to stop the two from fighting.

His eyes moved back and forth between Blade and Mirror Flow, trying to find a clue from their states that could determine the outcome.

However, the situation before him put him in a dilemma.

Because both of them seem to be in an uninjured state now.

Although Ren had just suffered a huge impact, his body recovered quickly so that he seemed as if he had never been injured.

The same was true for Mirror Ryu. She skillfully used her strength to resist the attack, but according to the strict rules of the martial arts ceremony, this fierce duel could only come to an end when one party suffered a fatal wound or the other surrendered.

Under the constraints of these rules, the referee did not dare to make a decision easily. He was afraid that his action would undermine the fairness of this event, but at the same time, he was deeply worried about the increasingly out-of-control situation.