Following Nalanyan's words, Ye Wuque, who was originally just curious about Mo Bufan, felt like an angry wave was raging in his heart, which could not be calmed down for a long time.
"If you want to see the great city lord, do you have to defeat Mo Bufan?"
A low murmur sounded from Ye Wugao, and the sharpness in the bright eyes was terrifying, like a sword from the sky, sharp and terrifying!
Nalan Yan was a little strange when she noticed the change in Ye Wuque's expression. She raised her beautiful eyes and instantly met Ye Wuque's sharp eyes!
"boom"
Nalan Yan felt as if her sight had hit a scorching sun that was emitting extremely terrifying heat, and in the depths of that sun, lingering was a majestic dragon that was ten thousand feet in size and exuded the aura of the ancient wilderness!
This glance is like ten thousand years!
Dazzling, dazzling!
It was as if a bolt of lightning suddenly struck in the Soul Space and rang in her ears. For an instant, Nalanyan seemed to feel a suffocating oppression! This oppression had nothing to do with cultivation, but the mighty power of the Soul.
"So...so strong!"
Nalan Yan tried her best to look back, her heartbeat was racing to the extreme, her eyes were horrified, and the sharp gleam she felt in the eyes of the young man in front of her made her heart palpitate!
Ye Wuque didn't notice the change in Nalan Yan's expression. He was completely immersed in thinking about Mo Bufan, so he didn't know that the power of the soul was involuntarily released just because of his confusion. This was because he hadn't fully controlled it yet.
The reason why you can't do whatever you want with the power of your soul.
"With my current combat power, even if I use all my means, it is still unknown whether I can defeat Dou Tian, ​​let alone Mo Bufan, the number one evildoer who even Dou Tian has defeated and is extremely afraid of."
Although the belief in his heart was unshakable, Ye Wuque understood that if he wanted to see the great city lord, he could only remove all the obstacles in front of him.
"Breakthrough, I need to break through the current realm! If I can reach the early stage of the Jingjing realm, then I will be qualified to fight Mo Bufan!"
The appearance of Mo Bufan once again made Ye Wuque feel extremely urgent in his desire to break through in cultivation!
Ye Wuque understood that with his current level, if he wanted to successfully break through to the early stage of the Jingso Realm, he could either slowly accumulate and slowly wear away the barriers that stood in front of the Jingso Realm with the help of water grinding, and eventually it would be a success.
Ye Wuque is also confident that the barrier can be worn away in a month or two at most, but the current situation will not give him so much time.
Because tomorrow will determine the final top ten of the Hundred Cities War, and what will follow must be the championship battle!
Time is urgent!
Ye Wuque knew that if he wanted to break through his current cultivation level in such a short period of time, there was only one way. He had already thought of this way before entering the first main city when he studied the Chi Gai Four Yang Technique and the Moon Que Treasure Mirror.
"Oppression, constant oppression! Only oppression that goes beyond the limit will continue to squeeze my potential, allowing me to break through the limit and reach the early stage of the Soul Realm!"
If he was still worried about the risks of this not-so-solution before, now Ye Wuque no longer cares about it.
At this thought, the edge in his eyes quietly disappeared, and Ye Wuque had no intention of staying here. Instead, he wanted to return to his monastery as soon as possible to recuperate his energy and be in the best condition to face the unknown battle that was coming tomorrow.
Nalan Yan watched Ye Wuque's retreating figure, the shock and daze in her heart seemed to have not dissipated, but then she calmed down, her eyes were slightly cold, and she returned to her monastery.
The provocation of the monks in the first main city just now actually made every monk in the top 100 main cities hold their breath in their hearts. This point, whether Ye Wuque or Nalan Yan, was no exception.
The courtyard of the monastery seemed to have returned to calm again. Twenty-six young geniuses from the top 100 main cities who had finally qualified for the second round of fighting all stayed in their monasteries to maintain their training status and prepare for tomorrow's battle.
The sun rises high in the sky at first, then changes from noon to sunset, and finally after the whole night falls, everything seems to become silent.
The night was as cool as water and passed by in a hurry. When the sun climbed into the sky again, it heralded that a new day had arrived.
In an open space in front of the courtyard of the monastery, twenty-six figures stood each other, each silent and expressionless, but a silent, fiery aura was faintly exuding!
Ye Wuque was tall and independent, with Sima Ao and Mo Honglian standing beside him, but Mo Honglian unexpectedly noticed that Nalan Yan's eyes were always looking at Ye Wuque.
Nalanyan's behavior caused a trace of doubt in Mo Honglian's beautiful eyes. She followed the line of sight and found that two pairs of beautiful eyes met in one place.
Mo Honglian smiled in return, and Nalan Yan also smiled and nodded, but deep in the eyes of these two stunning beauties, there was a burning desire to fight!
Ye Wuque glanced around and saw Dou Tian standing with his hands behind his back. His aura was as deep as the sea and could not be comprehended. He saw the elegant minister standing quietly with a sword on his back. His clothes were clear and his eyes were clear, like a good young master in a troubled world.
However, at this moment, Ye Wuque noticed a greedy and ferocious look. As soon as he glanced at it, a cold light flashed in Ye Wuque's eyes.
"Yingluo, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you!"
Sima Ao's cold snort containing infinite murderous intent and anger slowly sounded in Ye Wuque's ears, and his eyes were fixed on the smiling Lin Snake opposite.
Lin Snake's eyes were always focused on Ye Wuque's face, as if he was looking at a delicious food. As for Sima Ao's glare, Lin Snake only glanced at it briefly and then stopped looking at it with disdain.
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Ye Wuque noticed Sima Ao's emotions clearly. Just when he was about to say something to Sima Ao, a stream of light suddenly came from the sky from far to near!
"Buzz"
The elder of the first main city who sent twenty-six of them to the monastery courtyard one day ago appeared in front of everyone again.
The elder glanced at everyone's faces, nodded slightly, and then smiled and said: "Little guys, it looks like they are in good spirits. Okay, the time has come. Come with me, elder!"
After an extremely thick Yuanli aperture completely enveloped the twenty-six people, the elder who controlled the Yuanli aperture once again soared into the air, turned into a stream of light, and rushed away at a certain destination!
Mottled, ancient gray slates are spread across the ground. Each gray slate seems to be stained with traces of time, long and silent.
This is a huge arena. Different from the circular stone seat, it contains an aura of cruelty and blood. It seems that countless blood has been splashed here, countless figures have fallen, and those who can stand in the end are all long years.
The strongest person ever to win the final victory!
At this moment, the area around the arena was filled with tens of thousands of monks from the first main city, men, women, old and young. Their brows were filled with different expressions of anticipation, excitement, disdain, or jealousy.
And in one of them, sat a sturdy young man with eyes like an eagle and a sneer. It was the man who led hundreds of young monks from the first main city to provoke Dou Tian, ​​Ye Wuque, Feng Caichen and others.
Pei Hong of Sixteen People.
"Hmph! A bunch of losers are so lucky that they can choose ten three-legged cats to join the holy path of the heavens. What a pie in the sky!"
Pei Hong was very dissatisfied that the top ten in this Hundred Cities War could actually join the Holy Way of the Heavens. Even though they, the monks who had been trained since childhood in the first main city, would never leave the East in this life, but
Pei Hong still clearly understands the meaning of the four words "Holy Way of All Heavens".
Even if all the power of the entire Eastern Territory were gathered together, it would still be far inferior to the Holy Way of All Heavens. As one of the five super sects in Zhongzhou, the Holy Way of All Heavens' prestige was enough to make the entire Northern Territory change the color of its listeners.
Such a behemoth, which has been suppressed for thousands of years and has a history much older than the first main city, will actually come to the Eastern Land to recruit disciples this time, and these are the trash from the hundred main cities.
This made Pei Hong, who was already narrow-minded, feel deeply jealous and unwilling!
But he knew that he had no hope of entering a super sect like the Holy Way of All Heavens in this life, so after he learned that the top ten people in the Hundred Cities War could join the Holy Way of All Heavens, he was so angry that he led a group of
Go and challenge those twenty-six people.
However, I didn't expect that before I arrived at the Jingshe courtyard, I met three of the sword-forging masters in the martial arts field.
As a result, the fierce exchange of words eventually turned into a battle, which eventually attracted those from the Hundred Major Cities.
But Dou Tian, ​​Feng Caichen, and Ye Wuque are the three most powerful people according to what Pei Hong heard from the monks in the first main city who watched the battle the day before yesterday!
Dou Tian was once defeated by Mo Bufan, but this does not mean that he is not strong. From his battles with others, it can be seen that Dou Tian is unfathomable and powerful. He is worthy of his reputation as a genius ranked second among the top 100 major cities.
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As for Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen, the most amazing thing is not their fighting prowess, but their ability to fight across levels. With their cultivation at the peak of Heroic Soul Realm, they can defeat monks in the late Jingso Realm.
It spans a huge realm, how can it not attract people’s attention and attention!
However, for Pei Hong, hearing is false and seeing is believing. He thought that this was just an exaggeration by the monks in the first main city, so Pei Hong, who came to provoke, was ready to attack these three people. However, he did not expect that only Dou Tian
The aura emanating made Pei Hong pale in fright, and all provocative thoughts in his mind disappeared instantly, and he could only return in vain.
"The champion of the Hundred Cities War? You still want to meet the big city lord? Humph! Brother Fan will let you know that in the eyes of the monks of our first main city, you, the so-called champion, don't even count!"
The jealousy and unwillingness in Pei Hong's heart made Pei Hong's mood surge, so he came to the arena with the purpose of watching a good show.
The arena with tens of thousands of people seated bid farewell to the dead silence of the past and became full of people and noise. It was already ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining and the sky was cloudless.
Just when everyone was still waiting for the twenty-six people who had qualified for the second round of battle to come, a stream of light finally appeared in the sky!
"Buzz"
"Coming, coming! They are coming!"
"Tsk tsk, it's finally starting! I'm so looking forward to it!"
“I don’t know which ten people will become the top ten in this Hundred Cities War!”
"Yes! These top ten have the qualifications to become disciples of the Holy Way of All Heavens!"
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Waves of words spread from all around the arena, and every young face shone with anticipation.
Pei Hong raised his head and looked at the twenty-six people who were about to land in the arena, his eyes turned cold.
To be continued...