Chapter 365 Underestimating the Elderly Will Suffer
"Hahaha, this little guy is so awesome, he actually dares to challenge Mr. Yun." Liang Tian, who had been observing the progress of the competition, suddenly laughed. But his laughter stopped suddenly at this moment.
He stopped, and then murmured to himself in a low voice: "And this old guy, Mr. Yun, is too good at pretending to be serious! No matter how much people insult him, he is indifferent. If it were me, I would have kicked him under the ring.
Went." After Liang Tian complained bitterly for Yun Yan, he then concentrated on observing the progress of the competition.
In the competition arena, Yun Yan was seen face to face with the arrogant cultivator, with a slightly kind smile on his face. In fact, at this moment, Yun Yan's inner tolerance had reached an unprecedented limit.
"Haha, I don't know if you know that there is a saying that if you look down on an old man, you will sometimes suffer." At this moment, Yun Yan, whose tolerance had reached the limit, tried his best to hold back the anger in his heart, and looked at the man with a sullen face.
Arrogant cultivator.
After he said these words, the momentum that had been hidden in his body for a long time slowly rose from Yun Yan's body. A dozen meters around him instantly turned into a vacuum without any air.
Zone, waves of coercion continued to come from his body.
Of course, the aura exuded by Yun Yan at this moment. The cultivators who were watching the competition below the stage also felt the pressure of this aura. They felt like a big mountain was pressing on their chests, and it took a long time for them to breathe again.
The faces of some cultivators with higher cultivation levels appear to be better, but the situation of some cultivators with lower cultivation levels is a bit pessimistic. Their faces are only pale, there are no bloodshot eyes on their lips, and their whole bodies are still...
Constantly trembling.
"You, didn't you have no cultivation just now? Why." The cultivator was a little surprised when he felt the momentum coming from Yun Yan. He hesitated and pointed at Yun Yan and couldn't say a word for a long time.
"What am I? I already have cultivation, but you idiot didn't notice it." Yun Yan, who saw the surprised cultivator, did not show a complacent expression at this time, but showed an idiotic expression.
He looked at the cultivator with an expression on his face.
The eyes of the cultivator who was looking at Yun Yan in surprise suddenly changed. The original surprised look disappeared in an instant. Instead, he looked at Yun Yan with a disdainful expression, with flashes in his eyes from time to time.
After passing through a looming murderous intent, he said coldly and sarcastically: "Hahaha, I know that your cultivation level is really good. But I know that you must have an immortal weapon or other mysterious magic weapon on your body that can instantly improve your cultivation level.
Otherwise, your current cultivation level is not so high at all, right?" The moment he finished speaking, the greedy gaze that had been well hidden showed up again, and the evil smile deep in the corner of his mouth deepened slightly.
Seeing the greed and disdain in the eyes of this cultivator, Yun Yan, who was standing at the top of the ring, was secretly angry and snorted in his heart: "Damn it, I can't hide it in the first place."
Lu, you actually said that someone has a magic weapon to improve your cultivation. Isn't this ironic!' But he couldn't express his inner thoughts, so he showed a particularly hypocritical expression and pretended to be surprised: "Yeah, this
Fellow Taoist, how do you know that I have a magic weapon that can improve my cultivation? Is it possible that you have spied on me?" As he said that, he cast a doubtful look at the cultivator opposite him.
"Hahaha, you finally admitted it, right? I think you should give in as soon as possible! Don't embarrass yourself like this, huh." This arrogant and greedy cultivator really thought that Yun Yan's cultivation level was not very high, but he just relied on
Walking in the world of cultivation with the magic weapon that hides the breath.
"What do I admit? I said it just now. I have cultivation level, but you don't know how high it is." Yun Yan saw that his opponent had misunderstood what he meant, but he didn't
That's why I care.
"Hmph, since you have admitted it, what else can you say? Let's see." The cultivator didn't seem to appreciate Yun Yan's feelings, and then he summoned his magic weapon and attacked Yun Yan's side instantly.
"Haha, isn't it the cultivation of the late Mahayana? What are you pulling?" His hands suddenly changed, and a flying sword appeared in his palm. Then he reacted and stared straight at him.
The flying sword flew towards him, and then he took a counterattack posture.
However, just when the flying sword controlled by the cultivator was about to attack, Yun Yan's rosy face showed a slight smile. At this time, the shot of the two colliding instantly became like slow motion.
Generally, they collide together slowly. 'Peng' When the two collided together, a very loud impact sound was instantly generated from the collision between a sword and a person.
After the swords collided with each other, thick smoke and dust began to fill the stage, slowly spreading around the ring. But in this diffuse smoke slowly spreading, the game between the two sides continued. In
On the smoke-filled arena, there was a flash of sparks from the collision of two swords, bursts of sounds of magic weapons colliding, and the sound of "dang-dang-dang" echoed endlessly from the smoke-filled arena.
This collision of magic weapons lasted for four hours, and finally slowly stopped. The dust that filled the arena was slowly receding, and the arena filled with smoke and dust gradually gradually
It showed its true face, and the vast arena was clearly displayed.
After the smoke and dust slowly faded away, the two figures still stood facing each other quietly, but the face of the cultivator showed a shocked expression as he looked at Yun Yan with a smile on his face.
He spat out: "You just lied to me. Didn't you just have a very low cultivation level? How could you easily knock down my flying sword?"
"Haha, didn't I tell you just now? My cultivation is not as low as you think." Yun Yan, who was standing at one end, glanced slightly at the cultivator who was looking at him in shock.
A strange-looking smile appeared in the depths.
"Ah, if you put it this way, you were the one who kept yelling at me for those attacks just now." The cultivator looked at Yun Yan, who was pretending to be serious, with a surprised look on his face, and his face was full of doubts.
"Yes, I have been letting you down in the competition just now." Seeing that the cultivator knew about his mercy, he answered frankly without any concealment.
"Then since it was you who gave in to me, I will admit defeat." As he said that, the cultivator lowered his head in an instant, and the original arrogant and arrogant aura had disappeared at this time.
After a while after the cultivator admitted defeat, the voice of the man in white, who had paused for a long time, sounded again and announced: "The competition between No. 15 and No. 16 is now over. Since it is the sixteenth
Contestant number voluntarily withdrew from the competition. Then the winner of this competition is Taoist Fellow Yun Yan." As soon as the man in white finished speaking, there was a wave of palms and high-pitched shouts below the ring.