"Did you run into some trouble?"
Luo Xian smiled from atop her white horse.
Using the sleeping paradise as a medium, the princess who had inherited the path to paradise had answered Huai Shi's summons.
"Uh … …"
Huai Shi was stunned. He felt as if he was hallucinating, unable to believe the scene in front of him. He even suspected that this was an illusion created by the troupe.
But right before his eyes, in this chaotic and ferocious Gladiator Arena.
When a massive shadow suddenly appeared, the dark green pterosaur spread its wings and descended from the sky, spitting out dragon flames. Luo Xian raised her head and gazed at the rapidly growing shadow in front of her.
She smiled slightly and raised her slender arms.
Her hands overlapped, her fingers clenched tightly, and she clasped them together somewhat awkwardly. She practiced a technique that she hadn't practiced in a long time … … When the countless strands of Origin Substance and the ordinary muscle strength gathered together, a violent wave of Qi suddenly burst forth from her tightly clenched palms.
Thunder boomed, wildly erupting.
It tore apart everyone's eardrums.
The violent power of the Heavenly Pillar's collapse erupted as her fists advanced.
The instant the white fist and the sharp dragon claw came into contact, it actually caused such a shocking and terrifying boom. Amidst the explosion, the pouncing dragon suddenly froze in midair.
Terrifying heat burst forth from beneath its cracked scales.
The vast destructive power rushed through its body, as if it had pushed the first domino, triggering a chain reaction of despair. It was as if a long nail had been inserted into its chest, ripping apart the dragon's heart and causing the Origin Substance within to explode.
A gentle death covered every part of its body.
The massive and heavy body was blown away by the wind, turning into ash and disappearing without a trace.
Huai Shi's jaw was about to hit the ground.
It was as if a lesson he hadn't heard in a long time was being replayed in front of him. This was an advanced application of the drummer that he still couldn't reach. He could only rely on his clumsy imitation to simulate the three "thunderclaps"!
It was flawless … …
The sky collapsed!
"It seems like now isn't the time to chat."
Luo Xian turned around and looked at the stunned Huai Shi. "Let's talk about it later … … right, can you explain the matter of the child later?"
In that instant, Huai Shi felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
He felt like he was drowning in an ocean of death. But soon, the terrifying illusion disappeared.
On horseback, Luo Xian smiled mischievously. "I'm just kidding, don't be afraid …"
"Yes, yes, I'm not afraid."
Huai Shi nodded vigorously. He could feel his legs trembling madly. Cold sweat was pouring down like rain.
He couldn't move.
What was going on? This feeling of being so close to death …
Also, how many hours had it been? Had the gossip already spread to the Present Realm?
He swallowed his saliva and finally realized the consequences of his words … He felt his vision darken. [I'm going to die, right?]
Luo Xian only glanced at him a few times, as if she had already seen through his progress and achievements during this period of time. She became a little troubled.
"Have you been too lazy in the ivory tower? You haven't improved in a long time, right? "
No, no, no, I think that my progress is very normal. It's already very fast. Senior Sister, not everyone can be like you and be able to improve their skills even if they travel around …
Huai Shi wanted to say something, but hesitated. The corners of his eyes twitched. He didn't know where to start.
"I heard that you've taken in two students. Remember not to teach them the basics. It's very troublesome to correct them. It's actually easier to clean house …"
Luo Xian said indifferently. The white horse leisurely moved forward, crossing the chaotic Beast Dueling Arena, leaving behind a cloud of dust along the way.
All the enemies were literally blown to smithereens by this monster-like girl …
She casually waved her hand.
She didn't try to parry. It was all like a joke. It couldn't even be considered a technique. It was just an instinctive reaction …
Frightening Origin Substance fluctuations resided in her body, transforming into a bright red robe. It was so peaceful that it made people want to fall asleep. Even the sparkling and translucent crystal shoes appeared.
Even the illusion of a boundless deep sea appeared, as well as the illusion of a magnificent palace hidden in the depths of the sea …
Huai Shi was petrified in place.
He couldn't believe it.
"You're almost at the fourth level?"
"There's still a lot to go."
Luo Xian casually twirled her hair. "Elder Wang of the outer path sent a lot of precious materials over, so the speed of my advancement is still okay. However, the cultivation of Destiny is still not enough. I estimate that it will take a long time …"
Huai Shi didn't say anything else. He felt a deep pain in his face.
He originally thought that his advancement speed was already exaggerated enough. He didn't expect that there would be another example in front of him that made him despair. In less than a year, Luo Xian had once again stepped into the third level of the Path of Paradise. She was even leisurely sprinting towards the fourth level at an astonishing speed …
From the moment Luo Xian appeared, the style of the battle became completely different from what he had originally expected.
Rather than saying it was a battle, it was more like a one-sided massacre.
When this monster-like skill was applied to slaughter, the original script of Spartacus collapsed under the terrifying influence of the Mechanical Descent. It became a joke.
Luo Xian, who no longer held back or showed mercy, began to go all out. She once again displayed a terrifying posture that was above the past.
But unlike before, what remained was no longer a bloody scene. Even under the guidance of the Sleeping Beauty's Sacred Mark, all things fell into a peaceful slumber.
Ushering in the end of eternity —
At the highest point, Pan Delong looked at everything that happened in front of him in astonishment. He finally recovered from his daze and couldn't hold back his anger.
"Huai Shi, are you going to hide behind a woman?"
"There's a saying. Look at me, if I don't live off a woman, can I live with my conscience?"
Huai Shi calmly hid behind Luo Xian and entered his role as a lackey. "Not only am I going to hide behind a woman, I'm also going to cheer her on!"
"Sister Xian, stab him!"
"Okay."
Luo Xian nodded and raised her hand.
She didn't take the weapon that Huai Shi handed over. She was still bare-handed.
She just took a deep breath and aimed at Pan Delong's mask from a distance of two kilometers. She slowly clenched her fingers and gently punched forward.
Pa!
The sound of a bubble bursting rang out in the air.
Pan Delong's body stiffened and he staggered back. A tragic crack appeared on the mask on his face. Blood gushed out and immediately dissipated in the air.
When he appeared again, he looked a lot more dispirited. He even hid behind layers of defense and didn't show his face again.
Once the performance of the Golden Palace began and the actors entered the stage, it was equivalent to becoming a character in the story. They couldn't be immune to the attacks and persecution from other characters.
Even if they could be resurrected with the power of the Theatrical Troupe's Sacred Mark, they would still feel pain and weakness.
But no matter what … it was too outrageous to kill Pan Delong, who was definitely not a hothead, with a single punch from two kilometers away.
It was as if a long distance had been omitted.
Luo Xian's power was transmitted to the enemy without any hindrance. It descended calmly, inflicting violence and destruction.
Every technique used and the operating method of the texture were within the scope of Huai Shi's knowledge. But once they were combined, it quickly exceeded the scope of Huai Shi's understanding.
The almost miraculous strike seemed to have integrated into the entire arena and become a part of it. It was as if the destruction was endless.
"What … is the principle behind this?" Huai Shi felt that his eyeballs were about to fall out.
He couldn't understand.
"It's a trick that I recently figured out."
Luo Xian replied, "According to the way father named it, it can be called 'Seamless'."
"The inspiration came from the last time I fought with the Heretic King. Because it hurt a lot, I realized that there is a limit to techniques.
You see, if you can't come into contact with the enemy, no matter how profound the technique is, it can't be used … So, I thought for a long time before coming up with this method.
Use the medium to transmit your own power.
If you want to talk about the feeling, it should be when the air is not paying attention … As long as the loss is reduced to a sufficient extent, then the distance won't be a problem. "
Speaking of this, Luo Xian sighed with a headache, "In theory, it can be done, but such a mess, I'm afraid you can't learn it, right?"
If you're more confident, you can remove the word 'right'.
Huai Shi shook his head and smiled bitterly, "In this world, other than you, Sister Xian, no one can replicate this kind of thing, right?"
"Hmm?" Luo Xian looked back, "Are you praising me?"
"Yes."
Huai Shi said seriously, "It's too powerful, I'm no match for it at all."
"I'm so happy to be praised by the person I like."
Luo Xian smiled happily and didn't hide her feelings at all.
She always looked like a mature big sister, but when she was happy, she made people feel like she was a child. It was as if as long as someone praised her clothes, she would be happy the whole morning.
"I really want to talk to you for a while more."
She sighed regretfully, "But you should be in a hurry, right?"
In the silence, Huai Shi nodded.
"Then let's just flip this lousy stage over."
On the white horse, Luo Xian held the reins and looked up at the arena that was immersed in the turmoil. She whispered, "It's time for the messy farce to end, because the real beautiful story has just begun —"
"It's time to say goodbye!"
She raised her voice and announced in all directions, "The ball is about to end, the bell should be rung!"
So, in the sudden midnight, a mighty bell rang in the distance.
A bright and beautiful pumpkin carriage appeared from the galloping white horse, and a kind and gentle figure appeared from the carriage. The projection of the fairy godmother descended here and reached out to Luo Xian.
It's time to go back, Your Highness.
The miracle was about to end.
Luo Xian lightly jumped from the horse's back, reached out, and held the hand that came from fate.
"Can you close your eyes, Huai Shi?"
A clear voice sounded in Huai Shi's ears, "Although there's nothing to hide, I just don't want you to see my ugliest appearance …"
Huai Shi was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and closed his eyes.
So, Luo Xian smiled.
She turned around and walked into the pumpkin carriage.
At that moment, the white horse neighed and stood up. A violent and ferocious aura rose from the pumpkin carriage — — Midnight had arrived, and the magic of the miracle had lost its effect.
Everything would be beaten back to its original appearance.
In the deepest darkness, the ferocious Mystic Dragon raised his eyes, cast an indifferent glance at the mortal world, opened his mouth, and roared.
A solid outline appeared above the pumpkin carriage.
The miracle overturned, and the disaster that was formed appeared in front of the troupe without any disguise. It was an ugly and violent illusion, a ferocious monster that was the most ferocious in the world.
At that moment, the Mystic Dragon raised his eyes, opened his mouth, and spat out a destructive light at the Golden Dream in front of him.
The time of destruction had arrived!
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