Ever since Fatty Fu had been by Ye Mo's side, Ye Mo had never asked Fatty Fu to help him deal with his enemies.
Firstly, this would make him feel no sense of danger, and wouldn't make use of his cultivation. Secondly, Fatty Fu's true strength wasn't his strength, but his talisman arts. Letting Fatty Fu teach him talisman arts was the right way.
Of course, the most important thing was that Fatty Fu was already a supreme-grade godly weapon. Only when it reached the immortal level would it be able to unleash its true might.
Now was the crucial moment. If Ye Mo confirmed that he couldn't win, he wouldn't hesitate to let Fatty Fu make a move. Moreover, he was absolutely sure that there were plenty of Supreme Realm experts with Immortal Weapons.
Carrying an extreme quality weapon, as long as he didn't meet an Undying, he basically wouldn't be in any danger. Entering the first round of selection wasn't a problem at all.
Furthermore, there was no rule that forbade one from using a top-tier God artifact in the tournament. If one managed to advance to Sempiternal realm during the first three rounds of selection, one would be able to use a top-tier God artifact as a handy weapon.
An Undying without a superb weapon would find it hard to defeat an Undying with a superb weapon.
"Ye Mo, I'm not sure if you've heard of this saying before."
Jian Xiuyuan suddenly said.
"What is it?"
Ye Mo said as he opened his eyes.
"One monk carries water to eat, two monks carry water to eat, three monks have no water to eat."
Jian Xiuyuan said.
"What do you mean?"
Ye Mo seemed to have understood the meaning of Jian Xiuyuan's words.
"With your strength, you don't even have the qualifications to cooperate with us. If it weren't for the fact that both of us were injured, do you think you could have taken advantage of the situation and succeeded? Even without you, the two of us can still go and kill some of the weaker Ninth Heaven Supreme Geniuses. Therefore, you should just scram. Since you've returned the incomplete token to us, we won't take your token. "
Jian Xiuyuan said.
"As expected, the two of them are scheming against each other. Initially, I thought that the three of them would be able to work together. Seems like I was wrong. In the Martial Competition of the Myriad Realms, there are no true partners. Cooperation is built on the premise that everyone's strength is equal. From their point of view, my strength is inferior to theirs. They will definitely kick me out."
Ye Mo's heart was as clear as a mirror. He immediately knew what the two were up to.
"What? Could it be that you're not convinced? "
Jian Xiuyuan said coldly, "Now that I have recovered my peak strength, you are not qualified to be our opponent. If you want to team up with us, sure. As long as you can defeat any one of us, I will let you be our opponent and collect the tokens together."
"Hmph, I've been annoyed by him for a long time!"
Dao Feifei replied coldly, "I, Dao Feifei, have always liked to be open and aboveboard. You tried to oppress us when both of us were injured. Today, I want to see just what sort of methods you have."
All of a sudden, he slashed out with his arm, and streams of godpower condensed into saber light. The saber light whistled through the air, forming a river of saber light that spread out in all directions. "Sky-Shattering Saber!"
Saber Fei had reached the point where he could unleash the full power of his saber techniques, even without using a saber. If he had used this saber light against an ordinary cultivator who hadn't even stepped into the dao, he would have been able to slay a ninth division Demolisher.
From this, one could imagine just how terrifying Dao Fei's strength was.
"Honest and upright? I'm cooperating with you guys out of goodwill, but you guys want to kick me out? Ridiculous. "
Ye Mo sneered and said, "Fatty Fu, it's up to you now."
If Ye Mo wanted to block Dao Fei's attack, he could naturally do so.
But, if Dao Fei really wanted to go all out, Ye Mo wouldn't be a match for him. If it was a one-on-one battle, Ye Mo really wanted to fight one of the two.
But, this was the Martial Tournament of the Ten Thousand Realms, and he could run into other experts at any time. He might even run into an Immortal Realm expert. Once he was seriously injured, it would be very dangerous.
Letting Fatty Fu fight was the safest way.
A golden seal emerged from Ye Mo's body and turned into a fat man. He waved his hand, and a boundless suction force burst out from his sleeve. Immediately, Dao Fei's saber light was absorbed into his sleeve.
Amongst the god level seals, there were also strong and weak ones. The seal that Fatty Fu had just used was a seal that truly corresponded to immortal level experts. The Qiankun Cuff Seal could turn the cuff into a Qiankun Black Hole and absorb all attacks.
"What is this? No, it's not a warrior, but a divine weapon? And a Supreme Divine Weapon at that? You're carrying a Supreme Divine Weapon? "
An expression of disbelief appeared on Dao Fei's face. Before he could be surprised, Fatty Fu had already made his move. He appeared in front of Dao Fei, and a strong burst of Spirit Qi instantly stunned Dao Fei.
"Ye Mo, I'll show you the power of the Heaven Suppressing Art!"
Fatty Fu's body moved, and he appeared in mid-air. He slapped out with his slightly fat hand, and a series of "suppress" words appeared on his palm. Above the "suppress" words, there were illusions of deities with a thousand hands and a thousand palms. Some of the deities even had a thousand eyes. All of them suddenly pressed down on Dao Fei.
Dao Fei could not even budge a single inch as he felt that immense suppressive force. In fact, he could even feel that there were countless Divine Spirits exerting their godly might on him, trying to force him to submit. By the time those 'suppress' characters came crashing down, the entire Sand Region had sunk by a full hundred feet. As for Dao Fei, he was about to faint right now.
"The Heaven Suppressing Art displayed by Fatty Fu is much stronger than Yi Qianchou's."
Ye Mo was secretly shocked. The Heaven Suppressing Art was indeed powerful. But if Ye Mo wanted to truly master it, he had to reach the Immortal Realm. Only when a warrior activated the Heaven Suppressing Talisman could the true power of the Heaven Suppressing Art be unleashed.
"This? What kind of divine weapon is this? "
Jian Xiuyuan's face was full of disbelief. He hesitated for a moment, but he didn't care about Dao Fei's life or death. He fled into the distance. After all, the token was already on him.
"You want to leave?"
Fatty Fu sneered and slapped out again. A huge flaming palm condensed and shook into the distance.
Bang!
A loud sound rang out, and Jian Xiuyuan was sent flying. He saw stars, and the divine power in his body started to dissipate. A painful expression appeared on his face.
"You … you're carrying a Supreme Divine Weapon? You're cheating!"
Jian Xiuyuan roared.
"There's no rule against carrying Supreme Divine Weapons in the Martial Competition of the Ten Thousand Realms."
Ye Mo flew over and stepped on his body. He said coldly, "If you want to live, take out something that can compensate for your life."
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