Facing the unstoppable Holy Feathers, "Immovable as a Mountain!" Long Yue roared, his entire being suddenly becoming imposing.
This so-called Immovable as a Mountain was the result of Long Yue combining his first Spirit Ability, Mountain River, with himself.
Long Yue swung his twin-tipped spear with fierce momentum, batting away a wave of Holy Feathers, while simultaneously stepping back and lashing out with his thick tail, sweeping away another wave of Holy Feathers.
But facing the Holy Feathers imbued with Judgment Sword Intent, dense scratches appeared on his two spears, countless stones splashed from his tail, and a sharp pain came from the middle of his tail.
Qian Mo gently waved his fingers, and the sky full of Holy Feathers danced in the air, combining into divine dragons that bared their fangs and brandished their claws as they charged towards Long Yue.
As the sky full of feathers fell, countless blood blossoms spurted from various parts of Long Yue's body. Long Yue roared in pain, the madness in his eyes growing thicker. He protected his vital points with his arms, enduring the Holy Feathers as he charged towards Qian Mo.
But the flying Qian Mo was incredibly agile and extremely fast. Facing the aggressive Long Yue, he skillfully maneuvered in the air, maintaining a good distance between himself and Long Yue, while continuously controlling the Holy Feathers to attack Long Yue.
Back and forth, Qian Mo suffered almost no injuries except for some spirit power consumption, while Long Yue, who had been led around like a dog for a long time, was even more heavily injured.
"Roar!" Long Yue let out an earth-shattering roar. His eyes had completely turned red, filled with madness.
The surging aura possessed by the Mountain Dragon King Spirit fully ascended. Following that, a layer of dark golden light suddenly bloomed on his massive body.
The moment this dark golden light appeared, points of light immediately lit up on his body.
Huge pieces of dark golden Dou Armor emerged from the surface of Long Yue's skin. A pair of massive dark golden dragon wings unfolded from behind Long Yue, and the surface of the twin-tipped spear in his hand was also covered with a layer of dark golden scales.
The Mountain Dragon King's scales were very special, composed of triangles, or more accurately, triangular prisms, because they had protruding ridges, like small hills.
Two-Word Battle Armor!
After Long Yue put on his Two-Word Battle Armor, Qian Mo's expression also became solemn.
The compatibility of Two-Word Battle Armor with a Spirit Master far surpasses that of One-Word Battle Armor, and its amplification for the Spirit Master is naturally incomparable to One-Word Battle Armor.
A Two-Word Battle Armor Master with Six-ring cultivation meant that the current Long Yue could contend with ordinary Eight-ring Spirit Douluo level powerhouses.
The fully unleashed Long Yue had completely fallen into madness. With an angry roar, he stomped his right foot heavily on the ground. Swamps, water flows, and Mountain River emerged from the arena, trapping Qian Mo within this "small World."
The next moment, Long Yue's body suddenly flashed forward. Qian Mo only felt his vision blur.
Long Yue, with a speed far exceeding his previous one, almost Teleported in front of Qian Mo, and the twin-tipped spear in his hand fiercely thrust towards Qian Mo's chest.
Points of golden light lit up on Qian Mo's body. Countless golden threads outlined his form, a noble crown landed on his head, and the One-Word Battle Armor "Sky" was instantly donned on him.
"Clang!"
The Holy Cross Sword and the twin-tipped spear collided with a boom. Ten pairs of wings flapped, holy light enveloped Qian Mo, and the Holy Cross Sword emitted three feet of holy radiance, immediately forcing Long Yue back.
Qian Mo flew high in the air, his ten pairs of wings seemingly covering the arena. Qian Mo, radiating holy light, seemed to transform into a sun.
With a thought, the Holy Feathers turned into Sky Fire and fell from the "sun" towards the ground.
The raging Sky Fire seemed to possess the might to destroy the World. The "small World" created by Long Yue using a combination of Spirit Abilities vanished in an instant under the Sky Fire.
The Divinity Mask Spirit was summoned and covered Qian Mo's face. Ten black spirit rings stood on either side, signifying his identity as a twin spirits Spirit Master.
Referee Fang Er exclaimed in disbelief from the main platform, "Contestant Qian Mo from Shrek Academy is actually a twin spirits Spirit Master!"
Dai Tianling's expression was calm, but the hands tightly gripping the armrests at both ends of the chair revealed his inner tension and unease.
It turned out that in the previous individual competition, Qian Mo had not only not used the Spirit Alloy One-Word Battle Armor, but had only used one Spirit.
As Qian Mo revealed one extraordinary trump card after another, Dai Tianling's heart grew more and more uneasy.
But he still silently comforted himself, Long Yue was a Two-Word Battle Armor Master, could Qian Mo possibly have a trump card higher than a Two-Word Battle Armor Master?
It wasn't strange that Dai Tianling was so restless; this final was simply too important.
If the champion of the individual competition in this All-Continent Youth Spirit Master Grand Competition was taken by someone from outside the Star Luo Empire.
Not only would a very precious Spirit Bone be lost to a foreign land, strengthening the power of outsiders, but more importantly, it would mean a complete loss of face!
On the contrary, the Federal delegation was extremely happy. Seeing Qian Mo's performance at this point, it was enough for them.
If Qian Mo could defeat Long Yue later, they would gain the upper hand in the subsequent negotiations with the Star Luo Empire. Even if Qian Mo didn't defeat Long Yue, it was fine.
There was a difference of five or six years between the two. Long Yue was forced into such a state. If they were the same age, the superiority or inferiority would be clear at a glance. Even if Long Yue won now, it wouldn't be particularly glorious for the Star Luo Empire.
It could be said that the Douluo Continent delegation was now in an invincible position.
At this moment, Tang Yaobing in the private box watched the match below with leisure. If Cai Yue'er hadn't been by his side, he would have already been enjoying himself in the box, drinking wine and humming a tune.
On the arena, Qian Mo extended his left hand and opened his five fingers. A blood-red Annihilation Storm gathered before his eyes, sweeping across the entire arena.
At this moment, his mental force completed its crushing pressure on Long Yue. Drops of blood flowed from his seven orifices. This mental storm caused the redness in Long Yue's eyes to recede, and his gaze became much clearer.
But the next moment, Long Yue let out a long roar towards the Sky. His eyes were once again occupied by madness, even more intense than before.
At this moment, there was nothing in his heart except for the desire for battle and violent attack.
En Ci on the main platform anxiously witnessed this scene. As the Teacher who had taught Long Yue from childhood to adulthood, how could he not see that Long Yue had completely gone berserk and lost control? Qian Mo's previous powerful mental storm had shattered the little reason he had left, and he could no longer control his Mountain Dragon King Spirit at all.
With the violent battle intent filling his spiritual sea and the amplification of his Two-Word Battle Armor, Long Yue endured Qian Mo's Annihilation Storm and once again summoned Mountain River to attack Qian Mo.
Qian Mo slightly furrowed his brow, gripped the Holy Cross Sword with both hands, raised it high, and chanted something. The Holy Feathers stuck in the arena trembled slightly, then pulled out from the ground, flew towards the high Sky, and circled around him.
Long Yue slightly bent his legs to gather power. Just as he was about to burst out, several dark green branches broke out of the ground and wrapped him up like a large zongzi.