Yu Luming has been studying for fifteen years and has never fought with anyone. The most violent thing he has done in his life is to use bamboo sticks to drive away annoying mosquitoes and flies.
From the books in the library, he could see the magic power and the sword's intention, so when he competed with an opponent like Yuan Jianxin, he did not actually take action, but directly proposed to compete with Yuan Jianxin's sword intention. In the end, Yu Luming used
The sword intention he understood from the book defeated Yuan Jianxin.
So when dealing with Liu Yiren at this time, the two of them are like two babies holding weapons. They have no power but don't know how to use it. There will be no results in such a comparison.
"Let's compare who has stronger magic power." Yu Luming suggested.
Liu Yiren thought for a while and shook his head silently: "I inherited the magic power of my father, Dachang. You are no match for me when it comes to magic power, and I don't want to bully you."
Yu Luming touched his nose, and it seemed that this was indeed the case: "What do you think is better?"
"Compared with perseverance, let's see who wants to be a heavenly master more." Liu Yiren said.
As a result, Yu Luming shook his head: "No, I have been studying for fifteen years and inherited the spirit of the book. If you are not as good as me in terms of perseverance, I can't bully you."
The audience couldn't help laughing when they heard this.
You two really don't bully the other. Based on your comparison, I'm afraid there won't be a winner next year.
But the conversation between the two also won everyone's favor. No one likes bullying, and Yu Luming and Liu Yiren are not like that.
Everyone even thinks that the person who will eventually inherit the position of Heavenly Master, whether it is Yu Luming or Liu Yiren, seems to be good.
Those who are benevolent will always be loved by people.
It's just that between these two people, one has strong magic power and the other has a strong spirit. The point is that neither of them is good at fighting. What should they be better at?
At this time, Yu Luming glanced at the old Heavenly Master, then at the Ten Thousand Fa Sect Altar at his feet, and suddenly said:
"Your magic power is strong and my spirit is strong. Why don't you balance it out and compare your magic power with your perseverance?"
He pointed to the Wanfa Zongtan altar at his feet.
"The Wanfa Zongtan Altar itself is an ancient magic circle. It is said that as long as enough magic power is poured into it, the door to immortality can be opened! Every one of our ancestors in Longhu Mountain has tried it, and all of them ended in failure.
, now the two of us are going to give it a try, whoever can persist to the end will win! How about it?"
Injecting mana not only tests the strength of mana, but also tests the strength of willpower, so Yu Luming's proposal can be regarded as neutralizing the strengths and weaknesses of the two, which is relatively fair.
But the old Heavenly Master couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You bastard, I should have hidden a few of those ancient books back then. I'm afraid there is no secret in the world that this kid doesn't know!"
The Ten Thousand Fa Sect Altar is a matter of ancient magic formations. Very few people know about it. In the entire library, there is only one ancient book with scrawled records. That ancient book is placed in a corner where no one cares about it. No one will go to the other books.
Flip through.
But Yu Luming had seen it and knew about it.
However, the Heavenly Master did not intend to stop it. The ancestors had not opened this so-called door to immortality for so many years, so how could it be opened by two juniors?
Just sit and watch the show.
"Just do as you say." Liu Yiren agreed with Yu Luming's suggestion.
So, both parties sat on either side of Tai Chi and closed their eyes.
Slowly, the wind began to blow around the Wanfa Sect Altar.
In the past two days of the Luotian Dajiao showdown, the situation seemed to have become a common occurrence, and everyone no longer took it seriously.
After the two people sat down, they began to pour magic power into the Ten Thousand Fa Sect Altar. As expected, the Ten Thousand Fa Sect Altar responded. From under their bodies, there was golden light flowing, as if water had flowed into a dry canal. On the Ten Thousand Fa Sect Altar,
Outline the golden runes.
However, the runes were drawn at a very slow speed, like moving at a snail's pace. In ten minutes, a distance of about half a meter could only be drawn.
But Yu Luming and Liu Yiren were already sweating profusely and their faces looked ugly.
It can be seen that instilling mana into the Ten Thousand Fa Sect Altar is not a simple matter. This requires not only strong mana, but also firm willpower, otherwise you may lose at any time.
Only now did everyone understand Yu Luming's proposal. It was a double test of mana and willpower. Although both had their own advantages, in front of the Ten Thousand Fa Sect Altar, their advantages were balanced.
Now, it just depends on who can survive until the end.
"This is going to be a hard battle." Lu Jing said with emotion.
"It depends on who can outlast whom." After Zhang Shantong finished speaking, he planned to leave.
Long Feicheng asked in confusion: "Grandpa, where are you going?"
"Go back and rest," Zhang Shantong said. "The result of their competition will not come out in a few hours, so it is better to go back and eat and drink, and then come over to see the winner."
Just as he finished speaking, it suddenly started to rain lightly in the sky. The raindrops fell on Yu Luming and Liu Yiren, but they were like sculptures, motionless, without even frowning.
"Is it raining?"
Yan Shouyi raised his head suspiciously, feeling something was wrong.
He had studied the Feng Shui pattern of Tianshi Temple before when he was facing Yan Guchao. The sky here should be clear all year round. Today is not a heavy rainy day, and no one is doing anything. Why does it suddenly start raining?
He looked at the old Celestial Master and found that the old Celestial Master had already stood up and entered the Celestial Master's Hall. It seemed that he had discovered some clues.
The disciples of Longhushan began to build an awning, but many spectators still chose to leave. They probably knew that the final game would not be decided so quickly.
"Shall we go?" Long Feicheng asked.
"Retreat first and leave this place to the two of them."
As soon as Yan Shou made his decision, the group began to leave.
At this moment, Zhang Wuma found Yan Shouyi holding an umbrella.
He stood not far away and waved to Yan Shou. Yan Shou took a moment and went to look for him alone.
"Is there any result?" Yan Shouyi asked.
Zhang Wuma shook his head: "The coffin bearer has a very tough mouth. Even Hall Master Shanli can't do anything to him, so they specially asked me to come over and invite you to have a look."
Yan Shouyi couldn't laugh or cry: "My uncle can't do anything to him, how can I do anything?"
"If it weren't for you, we might not be able to catch him. You know so much about folk sects that you will definitely be able to find a way."
"Okay then, I'll go back and say hello, and then I'll go with you."
Yan Shou turned around and asked the others to go back to the courtyard to rest first. Everyone knew that Yan Shou had something important to do and went back without saying anything.
But before leaving, Lin Zitong whispered to Yan Shouyi: "You'd better not get too involved in the Longhu Mountain matter. If this matter is not deeply involved with us, you must not blame everything on yourself.
Carry it on your body."
Lin Zitong knew Yan Shouyi's character, so she was worried that he would be implicated. Although these words were a bit selfish, they were also human nature.
Yan Shou shook Lin Zitong's hand to reassure her, took one last look at Yu Luming and Liu Yiren at the Wanfa Sect altar, and then followed Zhang Wuma.
In the Tianshi Temple, the old Tianshi never left, still waiting for the result.