"Create a miracle? Do you think he can pass the tenth level!?"
"Since Tang Mang can climb to the top of the Gravity Tower, it is certainly possible to pass the tenth level."
"Hmph, if he can pass the tenth level, my name, Xiao Qiang, will be written upside down."
"Haha, it turns out to be Xiao Qiang! What? Are you still not convinced by Tang Mang?"
"Fuck you, it's none of your business whether I'm convinced or not."
"I'm just asking, you, you..."
"What are you talking about? If you say another word, I will make your blood splatter on the spot."
…
As a man of great influence in the outer sect, Tang Mang has quite a reputation. As soon as he stepped onto the Huanshi Platform, many of the outer sect disciples started talking about it. Xiao Qiang even had a ferocious look on his face and stared at him with malicious eyes.
Tang Mang, he didn't believe that Tang Mang could pass the tenth level.
Tang Mang had no time to pay attention to others. He climbed onto the Huanshi Platform without hesitation and sat down cross-legged. His mood was as clear as ever.
Almost as soon as he sat down cross-legged, Tang Mang felt his soul tremble, as if being pulled out of his body by some mysterious force. After a while, the world spun around, and he appeared in a mysterious space.
Tang Mang calmed down, turned his eyes, and saw that this space was a closed stone chamber. The stone chamber was hundreds of square meters in size, and the interior was as bright as day.
Swish, swish, swish!
Suddenly, a light flashed not far away from Tang Mang, and three human beings dressed in black, whose faces could not be seen, appeared out of thin air, waving swords, guns and clubs in their hands, and came straight towards Tang Mang.
"This is an illusion, but there are only three of them."
Tang Mang's expression remained unchanged, and he thought deeply: "I have been practicing basic swordsmanship recently, and now that I am in an illusion, I will test my sword with you!"
Thoughts flicker.
Wow!
An ordinary fine iron sword appeared out of thin air in Tang Mang's right hand.
With a sword in hand, Tang Mang's entire temperament changed, becoming sharper and indestructible.
As his body flashed, several people rushed out with a few arrows, stabbing with fine iron swords in their hands.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Three rays of sword light appeared almost at the same time, and then the chests of the three men in black were pierced, and no blood was seen splattered. In the blink of an eye, the three men shattered into pieces, disappeared into thin air, and disappeared without a trace.
However, not long after the three people disappeared, the surrounding light flashed, and five men in black appeared one after another.
"This should be the second level of the fantasy world."
Tang Mang whispered, stepped on the ground, and swept out. He swung the fine iron sword in his hand, the sword light flashed like the blade of death, and in two breaths, he killed all five men in black.
As the five people disappeared, seven more men in black soon appeared around them.
"The third level! Break it for me!"
With a loud shout, Tang Mang followed the sword and continued to perform basic sword skills, either lunging and stabbing, turning around and stabbing, or resting and slashing. In less than five breaths, the seven men in black disappeared.
After killing seven people, Tang Mang also calculated it and knew that all seven of them should have reached the peak of the seventh level of the physical realm.
"The next level, the fourth level!"
…
In the illusion formation, Tang Mang was like a swimming dragon, waving his long sword, and quickly killing the illusion with one sword strike. In a few dozen breaths, he was as powerful as a rainbow and rushed all the way to the seventh level of the illusion.
Outside, next to the fantasy stone platform where Tang Mang was, the scales on the jade crystal pillars glowed and then faded one after another.
Soon, the seventh scale light lit up.
"Oh my god, it's the seventh level, how long has it been since then?!"
"A monster is a monster after all. Tang Mang's speed is too fast, even compared to Li Huayun!"
"Tsk, tsk, I thought that Li Huayun, the number one player in this outer sect competition, was a sure winner, but now it seems that Tang Mang is Li Huayun's formidable rival."
"Hmph, what he relies on is nothing more than his physical body. In terms of actual combat experience, he can't compare to Li Huayun."
"Hehe, yes, my brother Li is the strongest."
"Your brother Li? Junior sister, please stop being a nymphomaniac. Didn't you send someone a handkerchief earlier? But they ignored you at all."
"What do you know, Brother Li is just shy."
"Shy? I think he has high standards and doesn't like you."
Regardless of what was going on outside, Tang Mang was already surrounded by more than a dozen men in black in the seventh level of the fantasy realm, and the cultivation of these dozen people had all reached the peak of the ninth level of the physical realm.
Tang Mang's own cultivation is at the peak of the ninth level of the physical realm, but now he has to deal with more than a dozen people in the same realm with one person, which shows the horror of the seventh level of the illusion.
Of course, this is only compared to the ordinary ninth-level peak of the physical realm. For Tang Mang, even though these people have high cultivation levels and are numerous and powerful, they do not pose much of a threat to him.
"die!"
As soon as there was a cold shout, Tang Mang's body swayed and he came to a man in black and stabbed his throat with a sword.
At the same time, the remaining men in black brandished their weapons and killed Tang Mang.
"court death!"
Tang Mang's eyes were cold and stern, and he didn't dodge. He just stood on the spot, but he was swinging the fine iron sword in his hand quickly, performing basic swordsmanship moves one after another.
Suddenly, the sword light flashed.
Tang Mang's whole body seemed to have turned into a storm of blades. As soon as the many men in black rushed towards them, they were cut apart by countless sword blades, and all of them disappeared within seven or eight breaths.
"The next step is the eighth level!"
After successfully passing the seventh level, Tang Mang was safe and sound, standing with his sword in hand, quietly waiting for the illusion of the eighth level to appear.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
A ray of light flashed, and more than twenty men in black appeared quickly, exuding a cold aura, and each one looked like a murderous god from hell.
"What a terrifying aura. It deserves to be the eighth level. I guess they are all experts at the tenth level of the physical realm."
Tang Mang sighed, but his expression remained unchanged as he waited for these men in black to pounce.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A man in black struck with lightning, and Tang Mang felt a strong sense of impact and pressure.
Although he knew that these men in black were illusions and not real existences, he still couldn't get rid of this feeling, as if he was actually there.
Fantasy array!
It's amazing!
Even though we know it is an illusion, it is still easy to get lost in it, and once we get lost in it, we cannot tell whether it is an illusion or reality.
In this way, the illusion comes true. If someone is killed by the illusion and his will is not strong, he will die in the illusion.
Just as Tang Mang's mind was spinning, more than twenty men in black swooped in. Tang Mang was suddenly surrounded by people from all directions, with swords piercing the air and pointing directly at his vitals.
"die."
Tang Mang shouted loudly and swept the fine iron sword in his hand.
With a flash of sword light, several men in black in front of him were cut down and killed. Almost as soon as the sword light appeared, Tang Mang jumped up high and avoided the attacks of other men in black.
The man was in mid-air, with no place to draw strength, but Tang Mang was already extremely strong, so he didn't need to draw strength. He raised his arm and drew a sword circle around with the fine iron sword.