The Decathlon of the God Judge[Comprehensive]

Due to the suddenly elongated body, the scattered light spots lingered around Cang Lan who had returned to an adult state, and the flickering light reflected on the perfect face that was bestowed by God, beautiful like a painting.

Suddenly, the slender eyelashes protruding from the tightly closed eyelids, like butterfly wings in the warm spring season, trembled slightly in the deep sleep, bringing the sound of recovery.

Falling from the sky, hovering in the center of heaven and earth.

It is like a god coming from heaven to bestow grace on the world, or like a demon falling from heaven, despising all living beings.

In the haze, Cang Lan slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the eyes of the Fusangshen staring at him.

He moved his head slightly, and in the center of the world with the ruins as the background, the miraculous scene was stared at by all living beings.

High above, but also extremely indifferent.

The next moment, as if he couldn't understand his attitude again, a sharp sound of breaking through the air came from behind him.

Cang Lan didn't move.

Because...it's not necessary.

Before the attack from the sword landed on him, it was blocked by the light shield formed by the rapidly gathering light spots.

Turning around slowly, Cang Lan's eyes fell on the man standing under the sky like him.

Long silver-white hair, blue eyes, slightly pointed pupils, wearing a black coat and silver shoulder armor, with a black cross-shaped belt on the chest. Masamune, which was longer than other swords, stood in front of him, and the silver-white light emitted by the blade was particularly eye-catching under the gloomy sky.

Cang Lan slowly raised his right hand, glanced around at the fusangshen who were holding knives in their hands, raised his head slightly, with a proud and dignified expression.

"Sanri Yuezong is near, I still lack a handy weapon, would you... give me a helping hand?"

Sanriyue slowly raised the corners of her lips.

"My pleasure."

As soon as the words fell, I saw that the place where Sanriyue was originally was gone, leaving only a sword with a crescent-shaped knife pattern on its body trembling slightly, responding to my lord's vigorous fighting spirit.

After responding a few times, Sanriyue, who had recovered to its original form, was in Cang Lan's hands in just a flash.

A sword bearing the will of the gods——

Cang Lan put the handle of the knife in his hand close to the corner of his mouth, the purple color in his right eye slowly faded, revealing the original black pupil, the power sealed in the right eye slowly wandered in the body, part of which was guided by him into the sword in his hand.

"Accept my strength well..."

The sword in his hand roared, which was regarded as a response.

At this time, Sanri Yuezong was not feeling very well. The force of being forced into his body made his body instinctively resist, and the voice from his own master reminded him of his vigilance. Forced endurance has nothing to do with his own attributes. Powers that don't quite fit together, and even vaguely conflict.

Rubbing the hilt of the knife with her thumb, Cang Lan and the man opposite almost simultaneously raised the sword in their hands and looked at each other.

When the blades met, Cang Lan and the silver-haired man opposite met each other's eyes, and they both saw the fighting spirit in each other's eyes.

In just an instant, they had already collided with swords dozens of times.

The speed beyond ordinary people makes the situation of the battle unclear.

The blond man sitting on the top of another abandoned building was almost shocked to see this scene, clutching the wound on his waist, his expression almost fascinated.

What a powerful force that is!

The fusangshen, who have eyesight, are not troubled by not being able to see their battles, but they are equally nervous.

Cang Lan blocked the silver-haired man's sword hitting his abdomen with his backhand, then turned sideways, stepped to the back of the silver-haired man, and the moment he passed by him, the sword under his hand was not polite, and slashed across the silver-haired man's body waist.

"Bangdang-"

The black wings on the silver-haired man's back fluttered and quickly moved away from the spot. At the same time, the Zhengzong in his hand collided with the sword in Cang Lan's hand.

Similar to this confrontation, since the beginning of the battle, they have confronted no less than hundreds of times.

Not to mention the people watching the battle below or Fu Sangshen, but they themselves were a little impatient.

No matter how simple the competition of swordsmanship or sword power is, there will probably be no results.

They are all well aware of this.

Now let's see who can bear it first and show his cards!

Canglan-->>

His eyes swept across Fu Sangshen below, thinking about it.

"You seem to care about those people?"

Grasping Cang Lan's demeanor at that moment, the silver-haired man's voice carried obvious interest.

Cang Lan snorted and looked at the silver-haired man with an unreal expression.

"To survive in this world, there must be a starting point, right?"

"Boring." The silver-haired man turned his head slightly, his face as cold as ice.

"So you let these people stand in your way?"

"It's really a pity that I'm not like you."

Cang Lan slowly raised the corners of her lips, as if laughing silently.

"Mr. Sephiroth, who still can't see the truth clearly?"

Sephiroth narrowed his eyes, and even the blade under his hand became much sharper.

"What do you know?!"

His left hand slid across the blade, and Sanri Yuezong, who had a sense in his heart, let out a roar, as if trying to dissuade his lord from his actions.

Smiling helplessly, Cang Lan lowered her left hand to stop Sephiroth's increasingly intense attack.

There's no point in going on like this!

Sephiroth raised his right hand and activated the skill.

In the starry sky that no one can see, the meteorites hovering around the orbit of the planet trembled slightly, and then quickly gathered above the planet as if attracted by something.

"Life is..."

Until the end, I'm afraid I won't know where to go.

With a barely audible sigh, Cang Lan's eyes showed a trace of pity.

Closing her eyes, Cang Lan held the knife with one hand, no longer covering up the power that had already been released.

Sephiroth, who was summoning the meteorite, felt a sense of crisis in his heart, and turned his eyes to Cang Lan.

Cang Lan lowered his eyes, and the power rising from his body burned everything around him, turning everything around him into ashes.

What was even more unbelievable was that cracks had begun to appear in the space under his feet.

The power that can shatter space... what exactly is that?

Sephiroth watched the scene solemnly.

Under the gaze of everyone, Cang Lan slowly raised the sword in his hand, and then saw a silvery white light flash, a crack opened in the sky, the light poured down from the crack, illuminating the entire planet, In this way, the dense dark clouds in the sky dissipated between heaven and earth.

Only Sephiroth and Cang Lan knew that not only the dark clouds disappeared, but also the meteorite that had been summoned to the sky above the planet.

Cang Lan's movements didn't stop, after annihilating the meteorite with a disordered trajectory, he faced Sephiroth again.

This time, neither of them held back.

In the sky, swords, swords and swords were everywhere, and the ruins and debris affected by their battles fell from the air and hit the ground, hitting everyone's heart one after another.

However, it was still Cang Lan who won the final victory.

"To be honest, I don't really want to meet you..." Cang Lan's eyes were a bit complicated.

Maybe it's the real life with the Fusangshen that made him soften his heart, maybe it's all too similar to his past, today he talks more than usual when performing tasks.

"You really shouldn't go too deep."

"Life is rare to be confused."

"Can you let yourself be confused?"

At this time, Sephiroth's face was unexpectedly calm, as if he had expected it.

Even if someone touches his neck with a knife at this moment, even if he knows that as long as this person wants to, he can't be resurrected by Gevano, at this time he is still tall and straight, proud and arrogant.

Cang Lan chuckled lightly, but didn't answer.

But he knew, how could he let himself be confused?If he could really do it, he wouldn't be standing here today.

That's how he wanted the truth until he died, which made him come to this ending where there is no way out.

"I'm... Cang, nice to meet you, although it's a bit late."

"...Sephiroth."

The knife rose and fell, and at the last moment, Cang Lan's blade stopped only one finger away from Sephiroth.