Chapter 588 I Reject

Chapter 588 I Reject

Chapter 588 I Reject
hum~
Divine light flowed and sound waves spread, echoing in the ears and hearts of all those who spied and witnessed what was happening here, like a loud thunderclap.

quiet!
There was a moment of silence at the foot of Bafang Mountain, below the Observatory, and even in the Longhu Mountains where two red suns hung high in the sky.

"Gods and demons?!"

The Thousand-Eyed Master, who was enveloped in red light, suddenly raised his head. Wan Zhuliu's figure was reflected in his thousand eyes, but his attention was on the Taoist standing with a hammer on the opposite side of the arena. Shock flashed in his eyes:
"How can it be?!"

As a god who had experienced the demise of the Origin Divine Dynasty, he had seen many geniuses at the level of gods and demons. In fact, he himself had once been gifted with the talents of gods and demons.

What shocked him was not the divine and demonic talents, but the speed of this boy's transformation.

Three years ago, he was standing in Wan Zhuliu's current position. He was certain that the boy's talent was only at the Heavenly Star level. In just three short years...

boom!
The Thousand-Eyed Master was distracted for a moment, but the two red suns hanging high in the night did not stop.

Red flames scorched the sky, and two purple-robed figures stirred up the sky and clouds in the night. The mountains shook and the earth roared, covering the Thousand-Eyed Master who was slightly distracted and Yunyeshan who was filled with shock and anger.

"what!"

Yun Yeshan's eyes were wide open with anger, his figure flickering as he fled in a panic amid the fire. Even though he was a demon, he could not resist the red flame fire unless he entered the realm of the Divine Palace.

But even in such an embarrassing state, his mind couldn't help but fall on the bronze mirror inside his sleeve, or rather, on the Eight Directions Cave.

"That little bastard's talent has actually transformed again?!"

"How can it be?!"

The pain of being burned by the raging fire could not overwhelm the shock and anger in my heart at this moment.

"Damn, damn!"

Yunyeshan's eyes turned red, and as he dodged, his eyes couldn't help but glance at Nie Xianshan who was watching the battle on a distant hill. The latter looked over as if he had sensed something, and Yunyeshan suddenly felt a chill on his back.

"This old fellow..."

Nie Xianshan immediately drew his sword and retreated cautiously. He suspected that the old guy wanted to die with him.

Boom!

After a moment of silence, the observatory shook violently for a moment.

Before Wang Jin and others could come back to their senses from the shock and say anything, they had already felt the wrath of Emperor Qian.

"what!"

The flying hair shattered the crown, and the floor tiles under Emperor Qian's feet cracked. His eyes turned blood red for a moment, which made everyone around him shudder.

"Your Majesty, calm down!"

Wu Yingxing reacted very quickly, bowing and comforting him: "Zhenwu King has made great achievements in the world. When he was undergoing a blood transfusion in the past, he had the power to defeat the Grandmaster, let alone now?"

"That's right! The prince is invincible. Even if he is one level lower than the enemy, he is definitely not comparable to that little brat!"

"Your Majesty, do not panic. The prince has fought thousands of battles and never lost. Why should he be afraid of this boy? He will definitely win..."

As soon as Wu Yingxing opened his mouth, Wang Jin and others quickly echoed him.

"call!"

Emperor Qian pinched his brows and tried to calm down.

"What you said is quite good."

Huang Longzi agreed with a smile: "Even though he is extremely talented, that kid has only practiced martial arts for more than ten years. How can he be a match for the prince?"

He said it lightly, but the fingers holding the umbrella turned pale. He looked at the light curtain with a distracted look, and even his body was trembling.
Like seeing a ghost:
"Gods and demons, gods and demons..."

Tianshiyuan succeeded the Origin Divine Dynasty, and shadows of the Divine Dynasty are still remnants in many aspects of the realm, from sacrifices and realm conquests to the division of endowments.

In the Divine Dynasty of Origin, the talents of all spirits were divided into seven levels, from the lowest to the highest, ranging from 'one in a million', 'the best among men', 'unparalleled talent', 'unparalleled through the ages', to 'the unrivalled', 'celestial star', 'god and devil'.

The god-demon level, looking at the holy places of various races, and even in other realms, are all absolute heroes and geniuses. Ordinary life stars may not be able to give birth to one from birth to death!
According to legend, all the geniuses at the god-demon level are born with the destiny of heaven and earth and the laws of the universe. They possess a 'god-demon body' that is rare in the world and are capable of becoming supreme gods.

If a genius of this level were in Tianshiyuan, people like him would not even be qualified to follow him!

"If we can bring a genius of this level into our school..."

Huang Longzi felt dazed and glanced at the depressing atmosphere of Dayun's ruler and ministers. His eyes flickered and he quietly disappeared from the altar.

Wan Zhuliu is undoubtedly a great man of the time, but the one he faces is a freak of god-demon level. He may not even have a chance of winning against someone of the same level, let alone a battle of a higher level?

Are you kidding...

……

“Gods and demons…”

In the fighting arena, upon hearing Dong Ershisan's voice, Wan Zhuliu's hand pressing on the knife trembled for a moment, and his expression changed several times before he calmed down.

But when he looked at Li Yuan, his eyes couldn't help but beat violently.

He now knew very well what the words "gods and demons" meant. He had paid with 800 years of life, endured the pain of being burned by fire for three years, and washed away the mixed blood of the human race, but he had only barely crossed the threshold of the Heavenly Star level.

This kid, this kid...

Feeling the indifferent or joyful looks coming from the arena, Wan Zhuliu slowly closed his eyes, and all kinds of information about this kid surged in his mind.

The carelessness when he first learned about it, the murderous intent after the illegitimate son was killed, the joy of seeing the prey after knowing that he had removed his sword intent...

Disappointment, envy, reluctance, murderous intent, shock and anger...

When he opened his eyes again, Wan Zhuliu had already eliminated all distracting thoughts in his mind.

"Do you want to challenge?"

Dong Ershisan's voice was heard. He was watching the two people on the field from the viewing stand, with a hint of regret in his calmness.

"Yes."

Without any hesitation, Wan Zhuliu nodded and moved with the knife.

At this moment, the world around him had disappeared from his perception. In his sight and in his spiritual sense, there was only the Taoist standing in the distance with a hammer, holding a knife and bowing: "Wan Zhuliu."

Woo~
A blade energy rose up that seemed to be there and not there, and the sound of silk tearing could be heard in the void. In a trance, it seemed to the spectators that a divine sword was slowly being unsheathed.

"The best in the world."

Feeling the strong energy rising from the opposite side, Li Yuan couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

Once upon a time, the biggest imaginary enemy in his mind actually walked towards him as a challenger. The sword energy that once made him tremble all over now seemed like a breeze blowing on his face.

Even if he didn't use the Weapon Control Talisman, with his talent and cultivation today, he would not be afraid of anyone of the same level.

Years of hard training seemed to have received the greatest confirmation at this moment?

"Li Yuan."

Master Li Dao returned the salute. He was adjusting his state. He always went all out when facing the enemy. Even if he had an advantage in realm, he would never underestimate his opponent.

He adjusted all kinds of palm controls one by one, with the Sea-Splitting Black Whale, Dragon-Tiger Health Furnace and other Heavenly Fortune Mysterious Soldiers as the main ones, and spiritual boots and bone ornaments as the auxiliary ones. This is his strongest palm control combination at present, with both offensive and defensive capabilities.

He has tried many times in the Secret Realm of the Divine Burial Coffin. With this set of palm control, he can defeat the grand master!
"When I first helped the Star Picking Tower Master remove the sword intent, I used all my strength to resist four or five sword strikes..."

Li Yuan slowly raised his hammer and looked at Wan Zhuliu solemnly and calmly. A random thought flashed through his mind: "How many blows can he take from me now?"

"Li Yuan!"

At this time, Dong Ershisan's voice came from the arena.

"Ok?"

Li Yuan was startled and looked up. When he saw the old man's expression, his heart skipped a beat and he felt something was wrong.

"Martial arts practice is all about fighting. Among all the methods and techniques, killing comes first..."

"?!"

Hearing Dong Ershisan's voice, Li Yuan's eyelids jumped, and on the opposite side, Wan Zhuliu's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.

"What do you mean, senior?"

Li Yuan pretended to be confused and asked, but he was already a little angry.

He knew that Dong Ershisan was very dissatisfied with his tricky way of entering the temple, and at one point he thought that he should go through the normal temple entrance trial and fight with many other entrants.

But I didn't expect this old guy to do this at this time...

"This person's talent is not as good as yours, and his spiritual potential is not as good as yours, but he is qualified to be a grindstone."

Dong Ershisan raised his hand to push away the screaming human-headed bird and glanced at Wan Zhuliu:

"According to my opinion, you should fight him at the same level. If you agree..."

Boom!

It was like hundreds of thunders exploding at the same time. The roar covered the entire arena, suppressing all noise and interrupting Dong Twenty-three's voice.

Amid the billowing smoke and dust, Li Yuan rose from the ground, the heavy hammer in his hand emitting a dazzling divine light. In just a moment, it was like a mountain moving sideways, accompanied by a roar like a tsunami.

It smashed heavily towards Wan Zhuliu who had just drawn his sword.

The sound waves echoed and the air flow rolled.

When the hammer struck out, Li Yuan simply couldn't suppress the anger in his heart.

Now, even if he were to fight against someone of the same level, Wan Zhuliu would have no chance of winning. But why should he fight against someone of the same level?
As the founder of the temple, he was the challenged one. Fighting against an opponent of higher rank was the rule of the Bafang Temple. His current advantage was gained through his hard work in changing his form with the help of the Weapon Control Scroll.

Why should I give up?!
and……

"It's really a waste of my spiritual heart. This old fellow who is ungrateful is really going too far!"

Li Yuan was filled with anger, and the heavy hammer created a thunderstorm.

Boom!

The arena was shaking violently. Li Yuan's hammer was thrown so fast that the grand masters watching the fight had no time to react. When they came to their senses, they felt that the arena had been covered by a sea of ​​thunder. Even through the invisible barrier, they felt numbness in their hands and feet.

"This kid..."

Taoist Yuanqing's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Zen Master Dading. They could see the solemn amazement in each other's eyes. The power of the hammer was so terrifying that it made them both feel pressured.

"Roar!"

It was like this even when watching from afar, and Wan Zhuliu, who was the first to be hit, could only see black and white in front of his eyes.

The heavy hammer came across the void like an extremely ferocious thunder dragon, filling his vision and even all his senses.

This hammer actually gave him an illusion that it reached all corners of the world and covered all directions, like a terrifying dome covering his face!
This is not an illusion!
His hair was thrown back and torn apart by the whistling air current. Wan Zhuliu's face was shaking violently:

“This hammer…”

The terrifying energy rolled and spread, and the smoke and dust spread for dozens of miles. The sound and ferocity of this hammer were beyond the scope of entering the Tao!
Like a Grand Master...

"Can't avoid it, can't dodge it, can't stop it!"

Looking at the hammer-shadow thunder dragon that was approaching from the sky, Wan Zhuliu looked towards Dong Ershisan, and saw that the latter had a gloomy face but did not move. He sighed inwardly and drew his sword.

Rumble!
It was like the sky and the earth were shaking.

The moment the heavy hammer fell, the entire arena shook violently, as if it was about to be torn apart by the horrific collision. Countless clouds of dust rose into the sky and rolled in all directions.

Smoke, dust, light and shadow interweave and spread.

For a moment, even the great masters on the viewing platform found it difficult to see what was happening. They could only vaguely see two dragon shadows crossing each other at a very fast speed.

Dong Twenty-three’s eyes darkened.

In the ruined arena, Li Yuan carried a heavy hammer on his shoulder and slowly turned his head. Through the billowing smoke and dust, he saw Dong Ershisan with a gloomy face:
"I refuse!"

(End of this chapter)