Previously, Dugu Xin got the complete version of "Mad God Technique" from Ye Fan, which is a mid-level magical power at the heaven level.
Entering the Tao with madness, you will be unparalleled in domination. Each time you become mad, your physical strength will skyrocket. If you become mad nine times in a row, you will have supreme power to rival gods and demons, which is enough to shock the nine heavens and ten earths.
Dugu Xin was extremely talented, and it didn't take him long to realize the second and third degrees of madness.
At this moment in the battle, under the pressure of life and death, he tapped out all his potential, his madness reached the sky, and finally realized the fourth degree of madness.
"boom!"
A majestic force spurted out from Dugu Xin's body and poured into his limbs. Dozens of wounds that had been penetrated by bright arrows healed instantly.
That arrogant spirit seemed to condense into a tornado.
At this moment, Dugu Xin's eyes were red and his aura was like a rainbow.
Crazy does not mean crazy!
Under the fourth degree of madness, instead of losing his mind, he was more conscious than ever.
"Boom!"
At this moment, the light wave that Situ Liang penetrated swept over.
"Break it for me!"
Dugu Xin roared loudly, his body transformed into a madman, and he moved forward like a drill.
"Click! Click! Click!"
A series of shattering sounds came one after another.
The light that filled the sky dimmed instantly, as if there was a solar eclipse.
Under the suppression of Dugu Xin's arrogance, the light around Situ Liang dimmed, as if it was about to go out.
"No! Impossible! How could this happen?"
Situ Liang shook his head violently, his face full of disbelief.
He was born with a spiritual body and could be described as a genius. Who knew that Dugu Xin's arrogance now crushed him severely.
The next moment, under everyone's horrified gaze, Dugu Xin raised his right palm and hit Situ Liang's body hard.
"boom!"
A loud noise was heard, and the entire arena shook wildly, as if an earthquake had occurred.
Looking from a distance, I saw Situ Liang's body instantly submerged into the ground of the arena, like a nail being driven into a wooden board.
The surrounding ground was completely cracked, with dense cracks appearing, as if it had been bombarded indiscriminately.
Situ Liang's body was completely buried in the ground, with only one head exposed. It was bleeding and bleeding, and he was dying. He no longer looked as arrogant as before, and his eyes were full of unconcealable horror, as if he had seen an ancient demon!
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At the same time, the whole place was silent and dead.
Everyone stood there blankly, dumbfounded, and their hearts were filled with huge waves. They were so surprised that they couldn't be more surprised.
You know, Situ Liang is not an ordinary person, but a unique genius with a spiritual body, who is regarded as a seed player in the Immortal Fate Conference.
For him, joining Yunhai Xianmen is a sure thing.
Moreover, he also specially suppressed the realm to ensure nothing went wrong.
Who would have thought that now, all Situ Liang's calculations would be in vain.
He became a joke!
But all this is not over yet.
Dugu Xin, with red eyes, walked towards him step by step, with fighting spirit and murderous intent, like an ancient mad god coming to the world, and everyone was as small as ants compared to him.
"Stop...stop! I...I give up!" Situ Liang shouted quickly.
No matter how reluctant he was, he knew that if he didn't admit defeat, Dugu Xin would definitely take his own life.
Seeing him admitting defeat, Dugu Xin let out a long sigh of relief. The blood in his eyes quickly receded, and his body swayed. He felt unprecedented fatigue and weakness, as if he hadn't closed his eyes for days and nights, and he wanted to fall asleep immediately.
This is the sequelae of fourth degree madness!
Gaining dozens of times more strength in a short period of time will come at the cost of a long period of weakness.
Although Duguxin won this battle, he was at the end of his strength and exhausted all his strength just by standing still.
If any monk appears next, he can be defeated!
In the audience, there were also many people who were ready to take advantage of the situation.
At this moment, Elder Shang removed the barrier around the arena, walked quickly to Dugu Xin, and said loudly: "You don't need to participate in the subsequent competition, you can be admitted directly and become a disciple of the outer courtyard!"
Hearing this, Dugu Xin's face was filled with ecstasy, and he nodded quickly: "Thank you, Elder Shang!"
Elder Shang also smiled with satisfaction and looked at him as if looking at a piece of jade.
Just after going crazy for the fourth time, Dugu Xin's instant burst of power was already infinitely close to that of a god-transforming monk.
A monk who transforms into gods is nothing in the Yunhai Immortal Sect!
But the key is that Dugu Xin is currently only in the early stage of Nascent Soul. Just imagine how powerful it will be when he reaches the stage of divine transformation and displays the secret technique of madness.
Rules are dead, people are alive.
The outstanding talent shown by Dugu Xin was enough for Elder Shang to make an exception for him.
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Throughout the next day, millions of young monks fought one battle after another.
The vast majority of them were unable to win twenty games in a row and were eliminated miserably, and some even died as a result.
However, in the Immortal Fate Conference, life and death are determined. Even if they die, the family clan behind them will not dare to take revenge.
By the evening, there were only more than 100,000 monks left in the venue who had not yet finished their examinations, and only a few thousand had successfully advanced.
Suddenly, Elder Shang quickly walked up to Ye Fan and said: "Young man, which assessment method are you going to use? But let me explain in advance, because you are at the golden elixir realm, there are no monks at the same realm in the venue, so you
Among the opponents who choose to challenge one another, the weakest ones are those in the early stage of Nascent Soul!"
When Ye Fan heard this, he shook his head and said, "Elder Shang, I'm not going to fight one on one!"
"In that case, do you want to challenge the disciples from the outer courtyard?" Elder Shang asked.
"No!" Ye Fan shook his head again.
"Huh?" Elder Shang frowned and said solemnly: "That's not the case, and that's not the case either. Are you just having fun with me?"
There was a hint of anger in his voice, and the air around him suddenly became suffocated, making the atmosphere extremely depressing.
Even though he failed to enter the inner courtyard, he was still a powerful person at the ninth level of divine transformation. He could change the color of mountains and rivers with a single movement of his hands, and in a fit of rage, the whole world would be terrified.
Many young monks around him couldn't help but retreat more than ten meters. If they didn't retreat, they might be crushed to the point of bleeding.
However, despite the pressure from Elder Shang, Ye Fan remained calm, raised his head slightly, and said:
"I want to take the Divine Bell assessment!"
As soon as these words came out, it was like a huge stone smashing into the calm water.
The many young monks around suddenly exploded and started talking:
"Oh my God! I must have heard correctly, someone actually wants to take part in the Divine Bell assessment!"
"Is there really anyone who is not afraid of death?"
"Eh? Isn't this the golden elixir monk? Such a weak being, I'm afraid he won't even be able to hold on for a breath under the Infinity Bell, and he will be crushed into a pulp!"
"I've seen people seeking death, but I've never seen anyone seeking death like this!"
"Who does this kid think he is? Even when Daozi started, he didn't dare to take the Divine Bell assessment! How virtuous and capable is he?"
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At this moment, Elder Shang, who was used to seeing big scenes, had a look of surprise on his face. He seemed a little unsure. He looked at Mark and asked again: "Young man, do you know what you are talking about?"
"Of course!" Ye Fan nodded.
"I'll give you a piece of advice - don't do anything stupid! Over the past thousands of years, countless talented people have died tragically under the Infinity Bell. Among so many challengers, you are the weakest.
Yes!" Elder Shang advised.
In his opinion, Ye Fan's behavior was no different from seeking death.
"Elder Shang, I have thought about it carefully! And didn't you say that if you can pass the examination, you can also withstand the baptism of the Immortal Lord's breath in the divine bell, which will be of great benefit to the monks? I have confidence in myself, so please fulfill me.
!" Ye Fan said with a smile, looking relaxed, as if he was not aware of the danger at all.
Seeing this, Elder Shang frowned even more tightly, and a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes. He obviously regarded Mark as a sensationalist.
"Okay! Anyway, I have already reminded you. Since you are so stubborn, I won't stop you anymore! Come with me!"
Elder Shang said, turned around and walked away.
Ye Fan followed closely behind.
In addition to the two of them, the thousands of young monks in the distance who had successfully advanced were not idle either. They all followed behind, preparing to watch this wonderful show.