Wang Ling's aura had weakened.
For Peng Xiren and the Grave God inside, this was the perfect opportunity to strike.
As Dao Ancestor Wang's first true disciple, Wang Ling was taught by Dao Ancestor Wang and learned the most orthodox cultivation knowledge in the universe.
His years of learning told him that everything in the world had a law of conservation.
No one could be strong for no reason.
Furthermore, they could continue to be strong forever …
Thus, Peng Xiren felt that he had seized this unique opportunity.
While he was weak! Kill him!
In this world, was there anything more wonderful than this?
As long as Wang Ling died …
Peng Xiren was sure that there was probably no one else in the world who could stop him …
"So, are we going to strike?"
At that moment, the Grave God opened his eyes slightly.
"Yes. The opportunity was right in front of him, although he didn't know why. Although we don't know why, he has indeed become weaker than before. "
Peng Xiren nodded and said, "Previously, a normal punch from him could unleash the power of one hundred cores, but now he's so weak that he only has ten cores left."
"Nucleus," or "nucleus" for short.
This was the unit of combat strength after the Progenitor realm.
The power of one nucleus could easily destroy a planet and kill anyone below the Progenitor realm.
Dao Gods were just ants.
Peng Xiren was currently a Progenitor expert with the strength of a Dao Ancestor.
A normal punch from him was about fifty to sixty cores.
After fighting Wang Ling the last time, Peng Xiren judged that Wang Ling had the power of one hundred cores.
Peng Xiren was alarmed by this gap.
But now …
Wang Ling's aura had weakened, so Peng Xiren was no longer afraid.
In fact, he hadn't expected this at all.
Not only had Wang Ling not been serious with that punch, he had also struck it while it was still sealed.
Thus, he had seriously underestimated Wang Ling's true combat strength.
This was a mismatch of information …
But for Wang Ling, it was all the same.
This time, he had chosen to participate in the closed-door competition not only for the crispy noodle snacks, but also for the prize money.
At the same time, he had also calculated that if he insisted on participating in the competition …
Wang Ming would definitely put so many Dao talisman seals on him repeatedly like this to suppress his overall battle strength.
With so many incomplete version talisman seals, the weakening of Wang Ling's aura was in fact one of the effects of the talisman seals.
And after his aura had weakened …
Wang Ling guessed that Peng Xiren was definitely on the move.
He was right.
Everything had actually been within Wang Ling's calculations.
It looked like Wang Ling was on the first floor.
The operation was actually on the second floor.
But the true core …
Actually, it was on the thousandth level.
…
Before noon, the martial arts dojo of Jiudao and High School became the main venue for this closed-door meeting.
The martial arts hall was not very big, about the size of two basketball courts.
There were spectator seats nearby.
This time, all the audience members were high-quality audience members who had been strictly screened by the Nine Paths High School's student council. They were all internal students of the Nine Paths High School.
Furthermore, everyone had to go through a series of checks before entering.
Make sure that no one carries any modern technological equipment or Dharma treasures that can record images or sound.
Since it was a closed-door meeting, there had to be zero dissemination.
Leek Sasaki personally participated and strictly checked every step.
Everything was for the sake of fulfilling Lotus Sun's request.
"Everything is ready. Is Rong-chan satisfied? " Before the closed-door competition began, Chive Sasaki stood in the central control room of the martial arts club and looked at the surveillance screen in front of him.
Lotus Sun and Wang Ming were next to Chives Sasaki.
Wang Ming was here to provide technical support.
If any of the people present slipped through the net with equipment, Wang Ming would be able to easily catch them with his own methods.
"Thank you for everything, Brother Chives." Lotus Sun smiled politely.
"You're welcome." Chives Sasaki rubbed his head in embarrassment. "But is Rong-chan sure she won't participate? Actually, we're all looking forward to seeing her heroic appearance. "
"It's fine as long as Classmate Wang Ling is participating." Lotus Sun smiled.
She had her own reasons for not participating in the competition.
Actually, she didn't want to face Wang Ling in the subsequent matches.
Secondly, there was no need for her to participate in the competition.
She was well aware that part of the reason Wang Ling was participating in the competition was for the prize money.
He was using it to buy a gift for Ah Nuan.
Thus, the girl could only support him.
Wang Ling was a good brother.
He was able to think of his little sister even before she was born.
When she thought about it carefully, Lotus Sun suddenly realized that she was quite jealous of Wang Nuan.
But she also knew that this kind of jealousy was actually very childish.
Wasn't it only right for an older brother to be good to his little sister?
Perhaps everyone had fantasized about having an older brother who was extremely good to them.
The topic of Brother Guoyu was a hot topic almost every year, and it was the subject of heated discussion.
Lotus Sun had thought about it before.
It wouldn't be bad if she could acknowledge Wang Ling as an older brother …
But now …
She had already completely thrown the idea to the back of her mind.
Because she realized that her "ambition" was even greater than she had imagined.
Just last night.
She had also dreamed of a little story about going camping with Wang Ling in the wild.
In the dream, she had been sleeping in her sleeping bag. In order to see her face clearly, the youngster had flipped her body around like a potsticker and turned her sleeping face in his direction.
This was an indescribable dream.
Lotus Sun could even feel the youngster's aura close at hand, as well as those clear eyes …
She stretched out her hand from her sleeping bag, wanting to touch his face.
But before she could …
She had already woken up.
"I don't know what on earth Rong-chan is thinking, but it's not too late to sign up for the competition now," Chives Sasaki said with a smile at that moment.
These words broke the girl's train of thought.
Lotus Sun blushed slightly and nodded. "Mm …"
…
A few minutes later, the closed-door competition was about to begin.
For this closed-door competition, almost all the students of Class S in Nine Paths and High Schools had come. Including some students from Class A, there were sixty-two people in total.
In the waiting room for the contestants, Wang Ling was resting in an armchair and looked to be in good shape.
Lotus Sun, Chives Sasaki and Wang Ming were watching everything from the surveillance room.
They had a god's view.
They could see the overall picture very clearly.
At that moment, Wang Ling was waiting for the competition to begin when a group of girls suddenly surrounded him.
"You must be Houlang San! You've been in President Chives Sasaki's class all this time! You disappear after class every time, and I couldn't find you! Now I've finally found you in person! "
"Ah! Houlang San is even cuter than I thought. I'm too embarrassed to play against him. What if I get matched up against him? "
…
Chives Sasaki couldn't help laughing at this expected scene. "Sure enough, Houlang San is very popular."
He was about to check on Lotus Sun's reaction when he realized that the girl who had been standing next to him had already disappeared.
When he came back to his senses, the girl's figure had already reappeared on the screen in the waiting room for the contestants …
Under everyone's stupefied gazes …
A lot of people in the waiting room cried out in surprise.
This …
Wasn't this Classmate Ryoko Kyouya?
Wasn't she supposed to be studying abroad in Huaxiu nation?
Why was she suddenly back?
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