The explosion was like thunder.
The sparring ended.
The Six Paths of Reincarnation Embodiment, Ming Qin, lowered his head and stared at the faint fist mark on his chest, just like the last sparring session.
His new opponent, the young master of the Lu Family, had already turned and left after saying a few words.
All of this meant that …
The second sparring session on the Path of Nine Tribulations Arena of the Heaven's Equal Territory had ended.
But compared to the thunderous uproar at the end of the first round …
This time, not only did it end in complete silence, but a kind of speechless horror enveloped the entire arena.
Everyone knew that the sparring session would eventually end.
But they never expected that the sparring session would end so abruptly, when they were completely unprepared.
Those who were extremely distrustful of Xie Tian's strength were still gloating, waiting for the young master of the Lu Family to be humiliated instead of trying to show off.
Those who were distrustful of Xie Tian's strength were still secretly speculating whether he could successfully replicate the last round of sparring.
Those who had some trust in Xie Tian's strength were still secretly evaluating how long he would be slower than the young master before he could replicate Ming Qin's punch.
The little tree, who was very familiar with Xie Tian's strength, was still watching the battle seriously, trying to learn more to enrich itself.
The young master, who had a deep understanding of Xie Tian's strength, was sure that Xie Tian would definitely be able to replicate it, but it was still too early for him to succeed. His thoughts had already jumped out of this small setup, and his mind was focused on the bigger setup.
The four elders of the Lu Family, who did not know enough about Xie Tian's strength, but thought that they had a thorough understanding of this grand event, were still desolately and self-deprecatingly waiting for their nephew to use some kind of extravagant method to end this sparring session magnificently and finally win the beauty.
Little Mao, who hated Xie Tian to the core, was still struggling between Xie Tian and the young master.
Then …
It was over.
Ming Qin lost again.
The young master of the Lu Family won.
And he won in less time than the young master.
That was not the most terrifying thing.
When he thought about it again, he realized that this was a repeat of the previous match.
Thinking about it, knowing that this was a replica battle, Ming Qin would definitely be on his guard.
Then, he thought about the gap between Xie Tian and Gongzi Shang that was even scarier than a chasm.
…
At this moment, everyone felt that the will of the Heavenly Dao of Phoenix Mountain had been mercilessly subverted.
"This, how is this possible?"
No one believed it.
The Young Master didn't believe it.
Ming Qin didn't believe it.
The small tree did not believe it.
Lu Xingdang did not believe it.
Lu Xiaoxiao didn't believe it.
Even the four Patriarchs of the Lu Family, who knew that Xie Tian would win, didn't believe it.
Caught off guard, the four old fellows subconsciously guessed that Young Master Shang wasn't the only one involved in this scheme, and even Ming Qin was secretly helping.
But this guess was too ridiculous …
After being easily denied by their instincts, a question that they had no choice but to think about emerged in their minds.
How did Xie Tian do it?
This was also a problem that all living beings urgently needed to solve.
Therefore, naturally, they began to recall the match between Xie Tian and Ming Qin.
They didn't watch it seriously before, but that didn't mean that they wouldn't remember the match that was limited to the abilities of Divine-Level Sages.
On the contrary, everyone's mind had perfectly replicated this battle that was called 'replicated'.
"The rhythm is exactly the same …"
"The progression of the situation is exactly the same …"
"Ming … Ming Qin didn't break the replica battle in advance, but look at his expression!"
"His expression was calm. He didn't feel embarrassed because of the duplication, nor did he feel secretly delighted because of the duplication, so …"
"So he already has a plan to break the replica battle!"
"Oh my god, there's no, there's no 339 punches?"
"There really isn't that part of the match!"
"But, but without that follow-up part of the match, how … how could Young Master's battle layout evolve into that punch!"
"No, no … this rhythm, this situation, it seems different …"
"Different? Could it be that this isn't a replica … "
…
"No, it's the same!"
The ghastly atmosphere around the arena was finally broken.
This was because there were many Heaven's Equal Prodigies who understood the match in their minds and exclaimed subconsciously!
But the next moment …
It was as if their discovery had exposed an even more horrifying truth, causing their faces to turn pale and they couldn't speak.
And this even more horrifying truth was …
"It's … the same …"
Ming Qin, who lowered his head and stared at his chest, mumbled to himself.
Yes.
He, who had experienced two matches at the same time, was the most qualified to speak.
Therefore, he knew that the two matches, be it the rhythm or the progression of the situation, were almost exactly the same.
The same rhythm and situation would definitely bring about the same result.
And what was the same result?
Even if Xie Tian and Young Master Shang were to spar at the same time, Xie Tian would materialize that fist and defeat him.
But what was the real reality?
It was that Xie Tian, under the same situation and rhythm, had actually advanced the punch by half the time.
Therefore …
The real horror appeared.
At the same time that he defeated Ming Qin by half the time, Xie Tian had also perfectly replicated Gong Shang's battle.
"How, how is this possible …"
These words were no longer Ming Qin muttering to himself.
It was a question as his gaze slowly moved to Gong Shang's face.
He really hoped to hear Gong Shang's answer.
Little by little …
When everyone's thoughts reached the same level as Ming Qin's, their gazes also fell on Gongzi Shang.
At this time, the radiance that Gong Shang represented was no longer so dazzling.
It was as if the doubts in everyone's hearts had turned into the night and were draped over Gong Shang's body.
But some people did not need an answer.
Lu Song's mouth opened and closed a few times, but no sound came out.
Then, he felt his heavy body suddenly lighten. He slumped onto the stone bench and instinctively vomited.
He let out a long turbid breath.
"Fei, Fei Yang, he …"
Lu Song could not bring himself to finish his sentence.
But these unspoken words seemed to erase the desolation and desolation that came from seeing through the essence of the Phoenix Mountain Gathering …
At least, not a trace of it could be seen on his old face now.
All that could be seen was that he could not help but reveal a complicated expression of gratification.
Young Master Shang had been the center of attention countless times.
But to be able to make him feel a trace of embarrassment, at least since ancient times, had never happened.
At this time, his thoughts were somewhat chaotic.
Therefore, he did not look at Xie Tian immediately. Instead, he subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the secret place on Phoenix Mountain.
Then …
"Brother Fei Yang, how can you leave!"
Gong Shang laughed as he walked towards Xie Tian and grabbed Xie Tian's hands, saying joyfully, "You won the Phoenix Mountain Gathering! Brother Fei Yang, I am really happy for you. I said at the time that as long as you participated in this gathering, you would definitely win, hahahaha! "
Gong Shang's joyful laughter resounded through the peak of Phoenix Mountain, moving people.
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