On the Martial Arts Practice Field, a surging heroic voice pierced through the darkness. Then, heavy footsteps shook the earth. Every time it shook, a shockwave would spread out from the Martial Arts Practice Field, sweeping through the darkness and tearing countless cracks in the ink-stained world.
"Tsk, you want to break my long river of ink with brute force? Wu Xu, you underestimate the power of knowledge and civilization too much! "
In the darkness, Three Rivers Scholar sneered, and more ink fell from the sky, wrapping the training field tightly. Although Wu Xu's wind and thunder divine body could shake the world, it was bound more and more tightly by the soft and hard river of ink.
This long river of ink was the lifelong effort of Three Rivers Scholar. Not only it had the soft and hard water aspect, but also the implication of the ink was the carrier of knowledge, symbolizing the immutable spirit of the cultivator civilization. It was the most continuous and endless. Wanting to break it with brute force was as difficult as ascending to the sky.
However, the complexion of Three Rivers Scholar also slightly changed. Fortunately, when he went into battle, he was not careless and suppressed his own strength to the level that was infinitely close to Yuanying Stage. With this, he could barely exert 30% of the power of the long river of ink … Otherwise, it would have been broken by Wu Xu just now.
Even if the long river of ink was good at using softness to overcome hardness, it still had its limit. And Wu Xu's wind and thunder divine body was infinitely close to the limit of Three Rivers Scholar, so his strength was simply unimaginable!
If he displayed such power from the beginning … then the long river of ink would not have the chance to be launched at all. Three Rivers Scholar could not help but rejoice that he finally took the initiative. Otherwise, perhaps this fight would really be overturned. Fortunately, the outcome had been decided.
"Roar!"
Daoist Master Wu Xu once again let out a roar. His voice rolled, but it was quickly dissipated in the darkness.
"Don't waste your strength, fellow daoist Wu Xu. Open your mouth so big, be careful not to swallow the ink."
As soon as his voice fell, Wu Xu's roar came to an abrupt end. Three Rivers Scholar was so surprised that he thought, "So obedient?"
However, the next moment, Three Rivers Scholar was surprised to find that Daoist Master Wu Xu actually opened his mouth wide, took a deep breath, and sucked in the ink around him!
"You're crazy … Damn it!"
Three Rivers Scholar instantly guessed the intention of the other party. He wanted to use this move to break the long river of ink!
This whimsical move really poked the weak point of Three Rivers Scholar … This long river of ink was the means of a Daoist Master of Deity Stage, and it was refined using the King Pill Realm, so it naturally had a serious flaw — the amount of ink was insufficient!
This torrential river-like scene was actually a reincarnation array constructed by Three Rivers Scholar with the help of the endless circulation of water, so that the ink could be continuously recycled. In reality, he didn't use much ink this time. It was only a few million kilograms.
For mortals, this was an unimaginable amount. However, for cultivators at the King Pill Realm, finding a way to contain millions of kilograms of ink was a piece of cake. This was especially true for cultivators who specialized in body tempering. Their bodies contained countless mysterious techniques, and the technique of storing a large amount of resources in their abdomen in case of emergency was no longer new.
And Daoist Master Wu Xu was a body refining master. He took a deep breath like a whale sucking in water, directly sucking up nearly half of Three Rivers Scholar's ink. For a time, even with the reincarnation array, the long river of ink suddenly stagnated. The darkness that wrapped the martial arts arena was full of loopholes.
Thus, the people outside the arena finally saw the situation inside the arena. A several zhangs tall and sturdy giant stood on the ground, crazily sucking the ink around him with his mouth wide open. Tens of thousands of kilograms of ink were swallowed into his abdomen, but his muscular abdomen only bulged slightly, seeming to be able to do it with ease!
Although he was only in the King Pill Realm, the boldness and boldness of this sturdy man, as well as the huge amount of ink that he swallowed, were so soul-stirring that many Yuanying and Deity Stage cultivators outside the arena were moved!
"What a good wind and thunder divine body! No wonder he was known as the invincible King Pill for a period of time when he was young … If not for an accident that caused him to never reach Yuanying Stage in his life, he would be one of the strongest people in the Wanxian League today! "
"However, before he went on stage, Daoist Master Wu Xu was just an old man with one foot in the grave … How could he be rejuvenated at this time and return to his peak?"
"Is it because of the song sung by those little girls?"
"That's the only possibility … It's really strange, although that song is pleasant to the ear, it doesn't make people feel like they're coming back to life, right?"
"Not necessarily. You can't feel the mystery because the song is not directed outside the arena. What we can hear is only the aftermath."
Although the duel between Daoist Master Wu Xu and Three Rivers Scholar was not over yet, it had already attracted a lot of discussion from the audience.
No matter from which aspect, Daoist Master Wu Xu, who was old and weak and had lost his spirit, should have no chance of winning against Three Rivers Scholar, who was famous for his hundreds of means. The first half of the fight also confirmed people's speculation. Only Daoist Master Wu Xu, who refused to admit his old age and whose body had long been old, could no longer throw out his thunderous fist. Under the wrapping of Three Rivers Scholar's long river of ink, his defeat was already certain.
However, at this time, the singing from outside the arena magically awakened the long-lost vitality of Daoist Master Wu Xu, which even restored him to his peak state in a short period of time and forcibly broke the long river of ink with his wind and thunder divine body...
Was this Wang Lu's way to win? Using the power from outside the arena to boost the power from inside the arena was indeed a wonderful move. According to the rules of the fight, people outside the arena were not allowed to interfere in the fight, but cheering was obviously not prohibited. It was just that, no one had thought that the effect of cheering would be so good!
And for the people in the arena, the effect of this earth-shattering turn was even stronger. Three Rivers Scholar helplessly sighed and said, "Miscalculation, miscalculation, I didn't think there would be such a trick. If I had known this earlier, I should have at least added some seasoning to the ink. "
At this time, Daoist Master Wu Xu had completely drunk the long river of ink from Three Rivers Scholar. His abdomen was swollen and his face was flushed, but he still seemed to be able to handle the situation with ease.
"Then, are you going to admit defeat, damned Tso Da?"
With the return of youth, Daoist Master Wu Xu's temperament had also become very different.
Three Rivers Scholar's complexion sank. "Don't be happy too early. I just miscalculated in this fight, but it's far from being defeated! You have the ability to swallow a whale, but can you swallow my long river of epic? "
With that, Three Rivers Scholar flicked his wrist, and countless scrolls poured out of his sleeves and flew rapidly in the air. The pages of the books were constantly turning, from which thousands of scenes were projected.
People saw that on the vast earth, the demons were wreaking havoc, the people were plunged into misery and suffering, and a group of blood-soaked cultivators, backed by the setting sun, resolutely launched an attack against the army of demons. People saw that a white-haired cultivator with a ruddy complexion was working hard next to the alchemy furnace, refining the man-made spirit root into a pill. People saw...
People saw an epic. The tens of thousands of years of history of cultivators were condensed in these thousands of books, which became the source of power for Three Rivers Scholar.
Although limited by the King Pill Realm, the long river of epic of Three Rivers Scholar was far from comparable to the real "epic of immortal path", it was by no means something that could be defeated by brute force.
Wu Xu solemnly held the lantern in front of him. Apart from brute force, the spiritual treasure inherited from his sect was his only hope. However, in the face of the life source spiritual treasure of a Daoist Master of Deity Stage, he really didn't have the slightest confidence.
"To be able to break my long river, Daoist Master Wu Xu, your record is enough to be proud of. Fellow daoist Wang Lu, your cheerleader plan has indeed worked. Unfortunately, I don't want to lose this fight."
With that, Three Rivers Scholar suddenly took out a book from the sea of books above his head and read it aloud. Immediately, the heroic figure of the active hero in the epic appeared on the training field. Even though it was just a projection of a spell … the hero who once ruled the world still brought a soul-stirring and powerful aura.
Daoist Master Wu Xu's complexion remained unchanged, but his left leg could not help but bend, and he knelt on the ground on one knee.
At the same time, Wang Lu snapped his fingers at his Master.
"Show your trump card."
Three Rivers Scholar was a bit more powerful than expected. Even if Daoist Master Wu Xu exerted his power to the extreme, it was still not enough. Thus, it was difficult to rely on the positive encouragement of the cheerleaders alone.
Therefore, it was time for the negative encouragement to appear.
"Hahaha, I've been waiting for you to say that for a long time." Wang Wu smiled and also snapped her fingers. "Sister Miao Yan, please let our rookie appear."
"Alas, don't regret it."
In mid-air, the helpless voice of Daoist Master Miao Yan sounded. Then, a Four Symbols Eight Trigrams transmission array lit up in mid-air, and a burly figure slowly took shape in the array.
From the outline of the figure, someone quickly recognized the identity of the person.
"Hey, isn't that the King of Ten Thousand Beasts who just admitted defeat? How come he came back?"
"This is the transmission array from Shengjing Sect. Has he already reported to the beauty contest group? Hahaha, I wonder what kind of tribulation he has experienced. "
"Yes, it's really curious … em."
Under the training field, the noisy discussion came to an abrupt end.
Because the transmission array had been completed, the figure of the King of Ten Thousand Beasts was completely revealed. He was already so burly and sturdy, and his muscles seemed like they were about to burst. It was just that his clothes were very different from when he left.
Pink animal skin skirt, furry fluffy cotton boots, two cat claws shaped, exaggeratedly large gloves, and a pair of cat ear ornaments on the top of his head … All of these were worn in a very incongruous way on the body of the King of Ten Thousand Beasts, which formed a stark contrast with the temperament of the King of Ten Thousand Beasts.
Outside the Martial Arts Practice Field, there was absolute silence. Everyone stared dumbfoundedly at this horrifying scene, and no one could say a single word.
Even the two people who were about to finish their fight on the field could not help but have their attention taken away. Three Rivers Scholar almost lost his breath and interrupted the reading of the epic.
Fortunately, he still controlled himself … Otherwise, this was blasphemy against the epic. Once the magical power backfired, the first thing that the projected epic hero would do was to turn around and punish him for the crime of blasphemy!
However, the next moment, a more intense blow came.
The muscles of the King of Ten Thousand Beasts trembled, and his heart seemed to be in a struggle. But with a sneer from Wang Wu, he finally made up his mind.
"Three Rivers Scholar, you can do it!"
The thunderous cheers made the situation on the field almost stagnate. Everyone stared at the King of Ten Thousand Beasts dumbfoundedly. The strong man dressed in pink was trying his best to raise his voice and shout with the sharpest voice he could muster.
"Three Rivers Scholar …!"
Three Rivers Scholar trembled. Although his mouth was still reciting the epic, his heart was already desperately screaming, "Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up!"
"Three Rivers, I will always cheer for you!"
"Can't hear, can't see, can't think, can't hear, can't see, can't think …"
"Three Rivers, I will always love you!"
"I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you."
In the end, the King of Ten Thousand Beasts drew a crooked heart shape in front of his chest with his hands wearing the cat claw gloves.
"Three Rivers, I am your … cute beast ear girl!"
"Fuck you, get the hell out of here!"
Three Rivers Scholar's eyes were red, and he directly tore the epic scroll in his hand in half!
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