"Tsk tsk, Fellow Daoist Yan Xiang, it seems the situation of your disciple Cui Yu is not looking too good," said the person in charge of Red Rain Island, frowning.

"Hmph, those cultivators from Red Ganoderma Island do have some tricks, but judging by his cultivation, it's only at the early stage of Core Formation. The gap in realms is there for all to see, and he's just barely suppressing Cui Yu by relying on that spirit beast's divine abilities," Yan Xiang snorted lightly, speaking dismissively.

He believed that if he could notice this matter, Cui Yu would not be unaware of it.

Cui Yu was, of course, very clear about this. He had also discerned Yuan Ming's intentions, which were to suppress him through the spirit beast. He gathered his strength once again and launched a big move, attempting to settle the outcome with one blow.

The reason Cui Yu had not taken immediate countermeasures was also that he was waiting for an opportunity.

The Thunder Wing Bird was too fast for him to catch, but he firmly believed that such swift speed could not be maintained for long, and once it showed signs of fatigue, it would be time for his counterattack.

As for whether Yuan Ming's accumulated big move would be launched before that, Cui Yu did not care.

Just as Yan Xiang had said, the difference between early-stage Core Formation and late-stage Core Formation could not be measured in mere distance. He was confident that no matter how much Yuan Ming built up his attack, he could not defeat him.

Through the Emotion Manipulation Divine Ability, Yuan Ming could essentially sense Cui Yu's thoughts, which left him speechless.

He was already quite confident, and yet the confidence of the Cui Yu before him seemed even greater, allowing himself to proceed with his maneuvers.

"Since that's the case, then I won't be polite," Yuan Ming thought to himself as he controlled Lei Yu to cast the divine ability to summon thunderclouds.

The thunderclouds in the sky once again thickened, with arcs of lightning flashing through them, though the speed of Lei Yu had slowed down.

Cui Yu's eyes flashed brightly as he quickly formed seals with his hands and threw out a golden silk net.

The golden silk net flew out rapidly, expanding in mid-air, and suddenly, flames burst forth from it, enveloping Yuan Ming inside.

"Go, kill him!" Cui Yu ordered in a low shout.

The Red-horned Fire Flood Dragon, feeling stifled for quite some time, received the command from its master and immediately twisted its body, soaring on the mist with the momentum of a rainbow, charging fiercely towards Yuan Ming.

As it neared, flames flared around its body, the scorching heat evaporating the surrounding moisture instantaneously, causing even the mist that shrouded it to disappear.

The scales on the Red-horned Fire Flood Dragon tightened inch by inch, with its fiery power converging into the single horn on its head.

With a thunderous roar!

A golden light beam ablaze with flames shot out from its horn, heading straight for Yuan Ming.

Yuan Ming, seeing the golden light beam speeding directly towards him, showed no sign of panic and formed a hand seal to draw upon something in the air, executing the Golden Sunflower Melt Spirit Technique.

His entire body was shrouded in a sheet of silver lightning, and his figure disappeared within the electric light.

Almost simultaneously, thunderous noises crackled at the back of Lei Yu, and Yuan Ming's figure abruptly appeared.

"The Thunder Escape Technique!" Yan Xiang's brows furrowed, sensing that something was amiss.

"Cui Yu, stop fooling around, the opponent is strong and not to be underestimated!" he communicated to Cui Yu through a transmission.

Cui Yu also realized that something was wrong and quickly retracted the fire net to envelop his body, forming a spherical protective barrier around himself.

With his hands spread open, he fully activated his mana, pouring it into the fire net, from which a vast expanse of crimson flames erupted, creating a sea of fire around him.

"Acting now is far too late," Yuan Ming said as he sat cross-legged atop Lei Yu, lending all of his mana to Lei Yu.

The aura of Lei Yu surged suddenly, breaking through the third-level middle stage and continuing to rise until it peaked at the third-level middle stage.

"Let's add a bit more force," Yuan Ming said as he took out an object from his hand and turned it into a silver streak, shooting it into Lei Yu's mouth.

The silver lightning stopped inside its body, turning into a silver hammer, the Thunder God Hammer.

A force of exceptionally fierce power of thunder and lightning erupted from the Thunder God Hammer and poured into Lei Yu's body.

Suddenly, a shattering sound reverberated from within Lei Yu, as the not yet fully refined Thunder Demon Pill shattered, transforming into streams of pure demonic power and merging into its being.

Lei Yu's strength was at the peak of Third-level Lower Stage, and after absorbing the Demon Pill, it finally made further progress, reaching the Third-level Middle Stage.

The demonic power it exuded surged once more, breaking through to the Third-level Upper Stage.

Feeling an unprecedented strength within its body, Lei Yu let out an excited and piercing cry.

"Boom..."

Within the pitch-black thunderclouds overhead, there sounded a roar like that of an enraged deity, causing everyone present to have their ears buzzing, as countless thick thunder and lightning bolts burst forth from the clouds and converged towards Lei Yu.

"That is the Thunder Control Divine Power of the Ancient Thunder Peng, how can this third-level Thunder Wing Bird possibly exhibit it! Cui Yu, retreat quickly!" Witnessing this scene, Yan Xiang could no longer remain calm and suddenly stood up and shouted.

The Red-horned Fire Flood Dragon also turned and flew back to assist its master.

Cui Yu's forehead was covered in cold sweat, finally realizing the foolishness of his actions. He spat out two Magic Treasures, a fiery red Ruyi and a red gauze scarf, and quickly set up two layers of defense around himself.

Before he could do more, an immensely thick bolt of silver lightning split the clouds, forming a column of silver Thunder as wide as a grindstone.

The terrifying Silver Thunder descended like a torrent from the sky, effortlessly tearing through the sea of flames, and the light screen formed by the fiery Ruyi and red gauze scarf instantly shattered into pieces, with Cui Yu's body being engulfed in the silver lightning.

The platform's ground was blasted open with a huge crater, and thick bolts of lightning shot in all directions, effortlessly tearing up the platform's surface and leaving behind black scars.

Nearly half of the Martial Arts Arena was submerged in silver lightning, stirring up gusts of wild wind.

Yuan Ming watched this scene, his expression calm.

Lending it his Mana and aided by his own rain praying technique, the power of the Thunder God Hammer, Lei Yu's strike, now rivaled the full-force attack of a Nascent Soul cultivator, so such might was quite normal.

Now, he was only concerned that Lei Yu might lack restraint, and unintentionally kill Cui Yu.

The "rumble" lasted for several breaths before finally ceasing.

When the silver lightning had completely dissipated, the net of flames had turned into flying ash, completely destroyed.

In the center of the ground, the figure of Cui Yu was curled up, unmistakably charred all over and emitting wisps of black smoke, as if burnt to a crisp.

The Red-horned Fire Flood Dragon too was caught in the devastating attack, half of its body charred and it lay on the ground wailing.

The outcome of the bout was clear—Yuan Ming had won, and Red Ganoderma Island had emerged victorious.

There was a moment of silence all around the square, followed by a tsunami of cheers and applause.

Xu Fu was slightly taken aback but got up to announce Red Ganoderma Island's victory!

On this day, Red Ganoderma Island made history, becoming the first second-class island in the history of the Immortal Fruit Tournament to defeat a first-class island, a feat that would be passed down through the ages.

At this moment, Yan Xiang could no longer concern himself with anything else; he immediately went to the Martial Arts Arena. After checking, he found that Cui Yu was not dead. His injuries, though serious, did not result in irreparable damage to his meridians and Dantian, clearly, the opponent had shown mercy.

He breathed a sigh of relief and ordered people to carry Cui Yu away.

Yan Xiang cast a deep glance at Yuan Ming, who had just stepped down from the arena, then informed the host of the event, Xu Fu, and also took his leave.

Afterward, under the moderation of Xu Fu, all the contestants from the sixteen islands that had secured their spots for the next round were invited onto the Martial Arts Arena for a round of congratulatory praise.

Yuan Ming glanced over and saw that besides their own group, the winning teams from the other groups were exactly the same as in the previous tournament. Wulu was currently standing with the team from Blood Bird's Nest Island, even giving Ming a subtle wink.

After Xu Fu announced the names of the sixteen islands that had won their berths, he declared the end of this round of the tournament, and then instructed everyone to go back and recuperate, waiting for the next round of the event to continue.

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