The man in the cloak raised his hand slightly, and the inexplicable force that surged from the ground lifted Jiang Yanliu up. The man in the cloak said, "You are so weak, you will never be able to kill me in your life, give up."
"Can't kill? You killed my master, I will kill you no matter what!" Jiang Yanliu said and started to attack the cloaked man again, but was dodged by the cloaked man. After being dodged, he continued to attack and continued to be attacked.
The cloaked man also continued to retreat and get out of the way.
"You know that my power is much greater than yours, but you still refuse to give up?"
"Master is everything to me. If he dies, I must avenge him. Even if you are a god, you must die for me!"
"Does God also want to die? I see." The man in the cloak grabbed Jiang Yanliu's hand, and the fight between the two stopped. The man in the cloak slowly said, "It's time for you to wake up too." As the man in the cloak hit him,
Snap your fingers.
"It's like this again..." Jiang Yanliu complained, his eyes darkened again.
And Long Ming in the black bamboo forest is still waiting. Maybe only Jiang Yanliu wakes up, and everything that happened will be answered.
Before Jiang Yanliu woke up, the eyes above him opened, thinking that the opponent was about to take action. Long Ming was about to use the Sky Whistle to deal with it, but the Sky Whistle actually floated in the air.
A crack was torn open, and the colorful space inside was twisting and rotating. Long Ming's understanding of space was beyond ordinary people, but he had never seen such a space in his 6,000 years of experience.
From the gradually expanding space, a man in a cloak whose face was covered by black mist came out. He also held the Sky Whistle in one hand.
"Some things are determined by fate and cannot be changed." The man in the cloak muttered to himself, looking up into his eyes:
"I'm here to relieve you."
The man in the cloak raised his hand and shook it. The invisible powerful force shook the entire space, but he calmed down the moment his original energy wave dispersed.
Long Ming took a breath. It was rumored that the strength of the Nine Gods was enough to rival the existence of any god!
The eyes above did not struggle, allowing the cloaked man's power to crush them to pieces. Light came again, and all the black mist fled. The eyes finally turned into an illusory black airflow, which was controlled by the cloaked man and entered Jiang Yan's fluid.
Then another dark eyeball fell. The cloaked man placed it next to Jiang Yanliu and turned to look at Long Ming, who had been standing.
"Dean, long time no see."
"Who are you?"
Without answering Long Ming's question, the cloaked man walked straight over and returned the Sky Whistle.
"Thank you for your continued care." The cloaked man looked sideways at Jiang Yanliu on the ground: "But don't worry, I will do my best to rescue you."
Without waiting for Long Ming to respond, the cloaked man returned to the crack and left.
Close this crack.
"Who are you anyway?"
This cloaked man felt very familiar to Long Ming, but his power was far beyond anything he knew.
Disappearing out of thin air, Long Ming could no longer feel the other party's existence, and what he said would save him was not a joke. Long Ming moved his eyes to Jiang Yanliu, and he had woken up at this moment.
Jiang Yanliu put his hand on his chest and felt an extra black airflow next to the core of the source. He tried to catch it, but it was in vain. He picked up the black eyeball next to him and as soon as he touched it, he felt the infinite power contained in it.
"I didn't expect you to be the one who ends this eye of time. This eye contains the power of a god-level virtual spirit. If you don't have this god-level, you can't use it. Why don't you give it to me? The conditions are up to you."
Jiang Yanliu recalled that he had no idea how he defeated the Eye of Time, but now that the matter was over, there was no need for Long Ming to deceive him. He had also helped him a lot, so he threw the eyeball to Long Ming.
"I only want one thing, your secret technique of freezing."
Long Ming controlled the original energy to outline an ice-colored mark in the air and dropped it into Jiang Yanliu's hand. He also took out an ice plate exuding cold air, with all the secret techniques engraved on it, and handed it to Jiang Yanliu.
The mysterious method of ice tomb!
"This is a secret technique that can only be practiced in the Hades realm, but with the support of my mark, you can practice it and use it early." Long Ming put away the Sky Whistle and Eyeball he received and said: "Although it is written above, I still remind you.
You, the final method is beyond the rules and can only be used twice. If you use it a third time, you will be imprisoned in the Shadow Realm for eternity and tortured."
"I understand, I believe my little sister has sense."
Jiang Yanliu packed up his things and stood up. Long Ming looked at this child. He was probably carrying a lot of fate. From now on, he would never be able to escape from the whirlpool of fate.
"It's almost dusk now, and Tang Xinyu is still struggling in the arena. Do you know what to do?"
"Then please ask the dean to take me there quickly."
Without any hesitation, Long Ming immediately laughed:
"What are your chances of winning against Xiaohui?"
Jiang Yanliu shook his head: "There is no possibility now. Dean, you'd better take me there quickly."
"How about I put the Sky Whistle at your disposal to defeat him?"
Long Ming also wanted to pave the way for Jiang Yaohui's growth. He thought it would progress smoothly, but was rejected by Jiang Yanliu.
"With the help of divine relics, forget it. I can handle it."
Unexpectedly, Long Ming did not force anything, respected Jiang Yanliu's choice, and took him out of the Black Bamboo Forest.
Jiang Yanliu rushed to the arena as soon as possible. The battle inside was in a miserable state. The pits in the arena were filled with scorched earth and white smoke was rising upwards. The grass at the corners was withered and yellow due to the scorching heat, which was enough to prove the fierceness of the battle.
Jiang Yaohui was not injured except for the dust on his body.
Tang Xinyu was not so lucky. She was unable to withstand the opponent's fierce attack. It was clearly visible that her hands were hanging down unnaturally. She was wearing a white cloak to cover the areas that the burned clothes could not cover. Her face was also burned and destroyed by the fire. Her long hair
It was not spared, and part of it was burned dry and vertical.
Compared with Jiang Yaohui's last opponent, Zhao Beishao, Tang Xinyu could be said to have suffered countless times worse, but she was still holding on.
Seeing Jiang Yanliu coming in from the door, Tang Xinyu finally breathed a sigh of relief:
"Jiang Yaohui, you are very strong, I give up."
The barrier was lifted and the high temperature in the venue spread out, forcing the surrounding students to use their source energy to resist.
Jiang Yaohui looked at her with disdain. From the beginning of the competition, she never took the initiative to launch an attack. She was always passive and delayed. She was completely different from when she was fighting at Xianyun Villa.
He was very dissatisfied with this. With a wave of his hand, more than a dozen sword energy flew away. Tang Xinyu had already relaxed and wanted to leave. She could only hold up her stick to resist the sudden attacks. She parried five of them. The remaining ones were too weak to stand.
Unable to stand still, he was forced to hit the wall with force.
"I'm very dissatisfied. You still have some energy left, so continue."
Even though Jiang Yaohui's actions made other students dissatisfied, they did not dare to say anything.
Seeing that the battle continued and the barrier was about to close automatically, Jiang Yanliu couldn't bear to watch the dying Tang Xinyu being tortured again, so he jumped into the field.
"If you want to fight so much, let's make an appointment."
It seemed that he had placed his spies in the arena a long time ago. As soon as Jiang Yanliu came off the stage, various teachers appeared in the audience.
Long Ming, Qiao Sen, and Lana were not absent.
"No need, just do it now."
Jiang Yanliu used his body skills to reach Tang Xinyu's side. Looking at the vague injuries under her cloak, he felt guilty.
"Thank you."
And she just shook her head and said it was nothing.
"Did you succeed there?"
"Don't worry, everything is done." Jiang Yanliu stared at the teacher's chair above again: "Can the dean help me?"
There was no response, only the ice-colored cold current descended and enveloped Tang Xinyu, taking her to Long Ming's side.
With no worries left, Jiang Yanliu turned around to face Jiang Yaohui, who had long been impatient.
"Hmph, sneak attack on a girl, Jiang Yaohui, you really do whatever it takes to win."
Jiang Yanliu was not sure how to defeat the opponent, but his master once taught that by irritating the opponent, you can easily find flaws:
"Eager to fight? It's ridiculous, it's just a blindness to cover up one's own humbleness."
"You talk too much nonsense."
Jiang Yaohui twisted his wrist and stepped forward. When he raised his right hand, gray flames stretched out from his back, moving as flexibly as a hand.
Not to be outdone, Jiang Yanliu used a single-point chain barrier to block the gray flames that distorted the space.
The left hand released the red sky fire to burn the barrier, opening a cave and at the same time Jiang Yaohui entered it, and the fire fist followed.
Jiang Yan used his body technique to dodge, but after staying for a moment, countless sword energies surrounded him.
The figure turned into light again, and the sword energy failed to hit, cutting into the scorched earth. Jiang Yanliu appeared in front of Jiang Yaohui, sideways dodged his fire fist, and returned it with a palm. While the soul-piercing strike made him lose consciousness, the two released
The flame returned to the body uncontrollably, and Jiang Yan turned his palm into a fist and retreated slightly to blast it out.
The opponent flew backwards, and Jiang Yanliu caught up with him, grabbed his ankles, and threw him in a higher direction. He grabbed his hands out of thin air in front of his chest, condensing his original energy.
Qiankun Break, compress the original energy as much as possible. The power depends on the degree of compression.
The student above was okay, but the teacher saw that Jiang Yanliu used Qiankun Break with his Tongpo strength, and the power was slightly as powerful as Dahun's Qiankun Break.
Throwing it up, Jiang Yaohui, who had recovered his senses, saw the Qiankun Po approaching, and swatted it with a palm, and the entire arena quickly extended red fire palms from behind him, trying to stop the Qiankun Po.
The moment they made contact, Jiang Yaohui realized something was wrong, and with one thought, he cut the Qiankun in the sky fire into two.
"Boom!"
The original energy exploded and dispersed, and his heavenly fire was also dispersed and returned. As soon as Jiang Yaohui adjusted his body and landed on the ground, Jiang Yanliu had already arrived in front of him and slashed him with a blood knife.
"Lana, have you noticed?" Long Ming asked.
Lana on the side nodded: "Well, if Jiang Yaohui releases the Burning Sky Fire, the temperature in the field will rise to a terrifying level, and it will become extremely difficult to use the original energy and recover. Tang Xinyu suffered this loss before, but this seems to be right
Jiang Yanliu has no influence at all."
Lana would definitely side with Jiang Yanliu, and Long Ming had no intention of hiding it:
"Maybe he has more than just a secret relationship with Jiang Jiefeng. In the bamboo forest, I personally saw a nine-god-level supreme being take action to help him solve the Eye of Time."