When Lin Yun implanted the memory of his previous life into Hua Mochou's mind, Hua Mochou felt the scene in front of her changed. She was instantly transported to a world of corpses and blood.
But Lin Yun was no longer a teenager. He appeared in the form of the Three-eyed Venerable, floating above the corpses and blood like a god.
He held a black magic sword in his hand, and six black balls were revolving behind him. His black robe was fluttering without any wind, emitting a dark and strange light, showing endless dominance.
Hua Mochou stood still, looking up at Lin Yun in the sky. Her eyes were full of shock and fear.
"Foolish mortal …" Lin Yun looked down at Hua Mochou with a face full of contempt, as if he was a god standing high above her.
After that, he raised his right hand and waved it casually.
A terrible power that could destroy the world filled the whole world in a blink of an eye.
As far as the eye could see, the entire land was shattered inch by inch like tofu. The hot magma sprayed thousands of meters into the sky, turned into a meteor shower, and sprinkled on the ground.
The city turned into ashes, and the mountains were flattened. The rivers evaporated, and the land was scorched for thousands of miles.
With just a wave of his hand, the whole land was in ruins. Everything was destroyed by this wave of his hand.
This scene completely changed Hua Mochou's view of the world. She even began to doubt her life.
She knew it was just an illusion, but she still couldn't resist this vast power. She had to surrender to Lin Yun's supreme power.
……
In reality.
Under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of people, Hua Mochou, who had been standing there for more than an hour, suddenly fell on the martial stage without any warning.
The whole place suddenly became silent.
Everyone opened their eyes wide, looking at Hua Mochou on the ground in disbelief. They didn't know what expression to use to express the shock in their hearts at this time.
"What … what's going on? It was Lin Yun who was dying. Why was it Hua Mochou who fell?! rdquo;
"What did Lin Yun do? How could he turn the situation around in an instant?! rdquo;
No matter how they thought about it, they couldn't understand how Lin Yun turned the situation around in an instant.
"Lin Yun wins! rdquo;
Following the referee's announcement, those who had fallen asleep woke up one after another.
When they woke up, their first reaction was that this boring match was finally over!
From the beginning of the competition, Lin Yun and Hua Mochou stood motionlessly on the stage. He stood there for more than two hours.
How was this a duel? This was a competition of patience!
Is there a match more boring than this?
When the people who woke up came back to their senses, they noticed the referee's announcement.
"What? What did the referee just say? [Who won?] rdquo;
"Lin Yun won? Did I hear that right? How was this possible? rdquo;
For a moment, the sound of people gasping could be heard.
They couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.
It was not until Hua Mochou was carried off the stage that the crowd reluctantly accepted the fact.
Hua Mochou, who was said to have the "strongest illusion", was defeated by a young boy who was younger than her in the area of illusion that she was best at.
The most frightening thing was that during the duel, she had used a forbidden skill which cost her a lot.
Even so, she was still defeated by this young boy.
Who else?
In the whole Southern Summer King Country, who else could compete with this young boy in the area of illusion?
In the battle with Lin Yun, Hua Mochou used a forbidden skill which damaged her Divine Sense, so she couldn't participate in the next duel.
Therefore, the competition had to be stopped, and the following matches were postponed to the next day.
After a night's rest, Zhan Shi finally managed to suppress the side effects of Hua Mochou's Forbidden Cultivation Method.
The next morning.
A brand new day had begun.
The new round of the competition had begun.
The sixteenth match was between Murong Xue and Nangong Qian.
Murong Xue's Martial Soul could control wood.
Nangong Qian's Martial Soul could control sound waves.
Sound waves could easily penetrate the defense of wood, and the speed of sound waves was much faster than the growth of wood.
Therefore, there was no suspense in the battle between the two. As soon as the duel began, Murong Xue was defeated. She fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Nangong Qian seemed to want more. She looked at Murong Xue mockingly, as if she was looking at a toy for her to trample on.
Murong Xue hurriedly tried to surrender, but no matter how hard she tried, only she could hear what she said. No one could hear what she said.
It was clear that Nangong Qian didn't want her to surrender, so she used her Martial Soul to trap her voice inside her body, so that the sound waves wouldn't be able to spread.
This way, even if someone stood next to Murong Xue, they wouldn't be able to hear what she said.
"Don't worry, we have plenty of time to play." Only Murong Xue could hear what Nangong Qian said.
Murong Xue realized that the situation wasn't good, so she quickly turned around to ask Murong Tuohai for help.
However, just as she turned around, a sound wave landed on her chest, causing her entire body to fly backwards along the ground and collide with the barrier at the edge of the Martial Arena.
Outside the arena, Murong Tuohai immediately realized that the situation wasn't good. He hurriedly asked the referee to stop the duel, but the referee refused.
The referee hadn't heard Murong Xue surrender, and Murong Xue hadn't lost consciousness yet. Thus, before the Southern Summer King and the Three Sovereigns spoke, the referee had no right to stop them.
Murong Tuohai had no choice but to look for the Southern Summer King and ask him to stop the duel.
"What a pure, natural face. Today, I'll completely destroy it." Nangong Qian laughed sinisterly as she walked closer to Murong Xue.
Once again, only Murong Xue could hear what she said. No one else could.
As soon as Nangong Qian finished speaking, a sound wave blade shot out and slammed into Murong Xue's left knee.
Rip!
With a muffled sound, her silk pants were instantly torn to shreds. Her entire knee exploded into a mist of blood.
The crowd only heard Murong Xue cry out in agony. Then, they saw Murong Xue's mouth move continuously, but they couldn't hear what she was saying.
Another sound wave blade shot out and landed on Murong Xue's right knee. She lay on the ground, unable to move.
Nangong Qian walked up to Murong Xue with her sword in hand. She kicked Murong Xue to the ground, then planned to carve her face with her sword.
When she saw this, even Yun Ruoxi couldn't help but clench her fists.
During her previous duel with Nangong Qian, Nangong Qian had treated her the same way.
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