"Today is the overall group finals, and also the final match! The group champion will get ten seats! Tai Ah Divine City's fighters: Yi Yun, Chu Xiaoran! Yun Long Divine Kingdom's fighters: Bai, Feng Lin … "
On the Divine Wilderness Stage, the referee read out the names of the Yun Long Divine Kingdom warriors. There were a total of 15 names. Every time a name was read out, the Yun Long Divine Kingdom warriors would let out a cheer. As for the Tai Ah Divine City warriors, they would become even more solemn.
There were too many people from the Yun Long Divine Kingdom who could participate.
After the referee finished reading the names, he said, "Next, the Yun Long Divine Kingdom and Tai Ah Divine Kingdom's fighters will go on stage!"
Just as the referee finished speaking, the fatty in yellow jumped onto the stage from the Yun Long Divine Kingdom's side.
He held a dark gold gourd in his hand and raised it high up. With a roar, his aura was extremely powerful!
The Yun Long Divine Kingdom audience's mood was immediately stirred up. They all shouted –
"Qianshui! Qianshui! "
The fatty stretched out his arms and closed his eyes. He enjoyed the cheers and shouts of the audience. He was from the Qianshui family clan, so for his surname to reverberate in the Tai Ah Divine City's arena, the fatty in yellow felt infinite glory.
The cheers did not stop for a long time. The fatty lowered his head slightly and looked at Yi Yun, revealing a provocative smile.
"Yi Yun, I'll go first!" Chu Xiaoran said to Yi Yun. She knew that she could not beat the fatty in yellow, but she could at least share some of the burden with Yi Yun. By exploring the path ahead, she could let Yi Yun understand the fatty's fighting style.
"There's no need. For the overall group finals, I can fight alone."
Yi Yun's words stunned Chu Xiaoran, "Yi Yun, you want to fight all of them alone?"
Yi Yun said, "Actually … not all of them will go on stage. Other than a few people, the rest are just there to make up the numbers. They can be ignored."
"Uh …"
Chu Xiaoran did not know what to say. At this moment, Yi Yun had already walked onto the Divine Wilderness Stage.
"Yi Yun! Yi Yun! "
In the arena, the people from the Tai Ah Divine City were also shouting for Yi Yun. Although the chances of the Tai Ah Divine City winning this overall group match were slim, they did not want to lose in spirit even if they lost in numbers. The Tai Ah Divine City relied on their numbers to drown out the people from the Yun Long Divine Kingdom.
"It's useless even if he has the energy to shout. Yi Yun is indeed not bad, but his abilities are restrained by Qianshui. He can't use them at all."
Seeing the Tai Ah Divine City warriors' cheers drown out the Yun Long Divine Kingdom's cheers, a Yun Long Divine Kingdom Elder said disdainfully.
Yi Yun's strength came from his' Tai Ah Sacred Technique 'and his Saber Dao.
But fighting with Qianshui was a competition of whether one's Yuan Qi was thick and whether one's Mental Energy was strong.
Either Yi Yun's cultivation level was higher than Qianshui's, allowing him to withstand the illusion with his rich Yuan Qi, or he had powerful mental strength, allowing him to not be affected by the illusion.
There was no need to talk about the former. Yi Yun was not even at the Yuan foundation realm, so the depth of his Yuan Qi was naturally inferior to Qianshui.
As for his mental strength, Qianshui cultivated the Qianshui race's mystic technique. It was a mystic technique that specialized in training one's mental strength. His mental strength was much stronger than warriors at the same level as him, let alone the young Yi Yun. As a saber user, why would Yi Yun specially train his mental strength?
Yi Yun's saber techniques and cultivation techniques were useless in a battle against illusions.
This was also the reason why Qianshui was so confident. Even if his saber techniques were peerless, so what if the 'Tai Ah Sacred Technique' could produce a Tang Valley phantom image? Once he was trapped in an illusion, none of these skills could be used.
Besides, although Qianshui was confident, he did not belittle Yi Yun. He took out his golden gourd from the beginning, planning on using the Seven Illusion Wolf Smoke.
"Yi Yun! You are bound to lose! "
When the referee announced the beginning of the match, the fatty had already opened up a distance. He pulled out the stopper from the golden gourd and immediately, the Seven Illusion Wolf Smoke emanated out like colorful clouds.
The activation of the illusion only took an instant. It was impossible to use this time to attack the fatty.
"Yi Yun, maintain your mind. Do not be affected by the illusion. Use your saber to finish this fatty. He is not good at actual combat. If you inject the strongest combat power of the 'Tai Ah Sacred Technique', just one saber attack will be enough to seal victory!"
Cang Yan's Yuan Qi transmission rang in Yi Yun's ears. The old man's voice sounded anxious.
"Got it."
Yi Yun responded nonchalantly. He closed his eyes and his body was slowly enveloped by the Seven Illusion Wolf Smoke.
"You think closing your eyes will work? You are too naive!" The fatty grinned. An ancient and mysterious runic mark was flashing between his eyebrows. This was the symbol of the Qianshui race, and also the source of the illusion technique.
Under the flickering of the strange runic mark, the Seven Illusion Wolf Smoke formed an enchantment that completely enveloped the Divine Wilderness Stage. The fatty had pushed his illusion technique to its limits.
And at this moment, Yi Yun remained motionless.
The fatty was right. Even with his eyes closed, there was no way to resist the Qianshui race's illusion technique.
Yi Yun saw that he had arrived in the wilderness. This wilderness seemed familiar. It was extremely similar to the Meteorite Abyss where Yi Yun trained in the Divine wilderness. And at this moment, in front of Yi Yun was a huge mutated Three-Eyed Spider!
This mutated Three-Eyed Spider was staring at Yi Yun with its three scarlet eyes. Saliva was constantly dripping from the corners of its mouth. Its two pairs of sharp teeth revealed a cold gleam.
"Mutated Three-Eyed Spider … This is a desolate beast that I have experienced before. It was also a terrifying monster that I was far from being its match. The Qianshui race's illusion technique can stir my memories, evoking the things that I fear."
Yi Yun's mental energy was indeed inferior to the fatty's. His Yuan Qi was also not as dense as the fatty's, so he was unable to escape the illusion's influence. However, Yi Yun's mind was clear, so he would not fall into the illusion.
Actually, the fatty's illusion technique had not reached its limits. If not, he could easily make his opponent's mind fall into the illusion. Even if they were killed in the illusion, they would also die in reality.
But even so, the fatty's illusion technique was extremely fatal.
This was equivalent to cutting off a warrior's five senses. Even if you knew that you had fallen into an illusion, even if you knew that everything in front of you was fake, there was nothing you could do.
You would see the things in the illusion charging at you. At this moment, no matter if you resisted, you would not be able to break the illusion.
On the other hand, the yellow-clothed fatty outside of the illusion could launch an attack at any time and kill you in one hit.
At this moment, Yi Yun was standing still in the illusion. No matter how the mutated Three-Eyed Spider roared, he remained motionless.
Yi Yun had already opened the Purple Crystal's energy vision before the fatty's illusion technique was activated.
In the energy vision, all illusions were meaningless. Yi Yun could directly see the composition of the world's energy source.
He could clearly see that the fatty was huddled in a corner in the energy vision. The energy in his body was not strong, and it was much weaker than Jun Yue's.
Yi Yun could even see thread-like energy flowing out of the fatty's body. It was this energy that formed the illusion's phantom image in the air.
"The Qianshui clan's illusion technique is quite similar to the Heaven Purple Yang Ginseng's illusion technique."
This thought flashed in Yi Yun's mind. Back when Yi Yun captured the primordial herb, the Heaven Purple Yang Ginseng, he had used the Purple Crystal to see through the Heaven Purple Yang Ginseng's illusion technique and locked onto the Heaven Purple Yang Ginseng's body.
As for the fatty's illusion technique, it was slightly weaker than the primordial herb, so it was naturally ineffective against Yi Yun.
Yi Yun stood there motionless. His right hand quietly pressed on his interspatial ring.
Then, he allowed the illusory mutated Three-Eyed Spider to charge at him.
Phew –
The mutated Three-Eyed Spider passed through his body and disappeared like a gust of wind.
Seeing Yi Yun's reaction, the fatty laughed.
"I was wondering why you were so arrogant. So you think by closing your eyes and standing there motionless, without attacking or defending, and allowing the things in the illusion to attack you, you will be able to nullify my illusion technique. What a joke! The attacks in the illusion are indeed fake, but some of the attacks are real! "
The fatty laughed loudly. He took out an axe from his interspatial ring. He was not afraid that his words would be heard by Yi Yun because Yi Yun's five senses had been controlled by the illusion technique, so he could not hear anything.
The fatty played with the Soul Breaking Axe as he slowly walked towards Yi Yun. The axe was very short and there was a ghost's head engraved on the handle. It looked extremely hideous.
"After being hit by my illusion technique, your body will lose the ability to resist. Let me use this Soul Breaking Axe to send you on your way!"
The fatty grinned. The axe could be infused with spiritual energy. Although he was not good at actual combat, he could mix in a spiritual attack with a physical attack. With one strike, he could severely injure his opponent's spiritual sea, or even turn them into a retard.
He purposely used the axe to point at Yi Yun's neck and head, as if he was choosing the angle of attack. Attacking Yi Yun now was like attacking a motionless target.
Seeing that the fatty was in complete control of the situation, to the point where he could choose any angle of attack, the Yun Long Divine Kingdom warriors below the stage became excited.
"Qianshui! Qianshui! "
They shouted loudly, their expressions incomparably excited.
"Qianshui! Chop off that kid's head! "
"Qianshui! Chop him into eight pieces! "
Many of the Yun Long Divine Kingdom warriors stood up from their seats due to their excitement. They waved their arms and some even drew their weapons, gesturing at Yi Yun with beheading gestures.
The fatty held the Soul Breaking Axe in his hand and raised his arms high, enjoying the cheers. Then, his eyes suddenly turned cold. The way he looked at Yi Yun was filled with intense killing intent.
"Kid, don't blame Lord Fatty."
The fatty grinned as he leaped up and charged straight at Yi Yun!
His fat body was like a bouncing ball when he ran. He wasn't fast, but he didn't need to be, because his opponent wouldn't dodge.
The fatty charged in front of Yi Yun and injected his spiritual energy into the Soul Breaking Axe, causing the axe to emit a dark light. The ghost's head on the axe's handle also let out a wailing sound, as if it was a ghost's cry!
At this moment, below the stage, the referee in charge of this match became nervous. He was, after all, a law-enforcer of the Tai Ah Divine City. He was worried that the fatty would deliberately injure Yi Yun, so he was prepared to save Yi Yun at any time. This was something Cang Yan had told him. Cang Yan had to be wary of the fatty's strange illusion techniques.
However, just as the referee was about to make a move, he was suddenly stunned. In his highly concentrated spiritual perception, he sensed that Yi Yun's Yuan Qi was suddenly circulating crazily. It was like a pool of quiet spring water had suddenly turned into a violent whirlpool!
At this moment, the dark light from the Soul Breaking Axe suddenly came to a halt. In the fatty's vision, Yi Yun, who was standing still, suddenly opened his eyes.
Yi Yun's eyes contained a hint of sneer and mockery.
What!?
The fatty's grin immediately froze on his face. He was like a mortal sneaking up on a tiger, and just as he raised his pitchfork, the tiger woke up.
Yi Yun's right hand, which had been pressing down on his interspatial ring, suddenly raised up. In his hand, a cold metallic brick appeared.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye!
Yi Yun suddenly took a step forward and all his Yuan Qi exploded. Infused with the 'Tai Ah Sacred Technique's' pure Yang Qi, the brick smashed down on the fatty's head while burning with pure Yang flames.
The fatty was momentarily stunned. Although he was not good at actual combat, if he was mentally prepared, he could at least dodge. However … Yi Yun's sudden attack had completely exceeded his expectations and understanding. Only when Yi Yun's attack was more than half completed did the fatty snap out of his daze and quickly retreat.
But, it was already too late!
How could the fatty's speed compare to Yi Yun's?
Yi Yun took a big stride forward and the brick was like a maggot in a tarsal bone. It solidly smashed onto the fatty's shiny head!
"Peng!"
With a muffled sound, everyone could clearly hear the sound of a skull shattering. Fatty's body was like a ball that had hit a wall as he was sent flying. He flew for dozens of meters before crashing heavily onto the purple tungsten wall.
"Boom!"
It sounded like a dead pig falling from a tall building. The fatty's fat was like a large pancake that slammed onto the wall. After a few seconds, it slowly slid to the ground.
There was a shocking blood mark left on the purple tungsten wall. At this moment, the fatty's face was covered in blood. His eyes were wide open and he looked as if he had seen a ghost.
Yi Yun's attack was too sudden. It had exploded at the last moment. Fast! Accurate! Ruthless! It did not give the fatty any chance to dodge.
Around the Divine Wilderness Stage, the Yun Long Divine Kingdom audience were like roosters that had their necks grabbed. Their cheers came to an abrupt halt. From the hubbub of voices to the dead silence that resembled a graveyard, it only took a second.
They were still maintaining their standing posture with their arms raised high. The excited expressions on their faces, as if they were waiting to watch a good show, were frozen on their faces. However, the target of the show was no longer Yi Yun, but the unlucky fatty.
The group of people seemed to have turned into a row of standing zombies. They were silent, stiff and twisted.
Everything had reversed too quickly just now. They had no idea what had happened at all.
Even the Tai Ah Divine City warriors were confused. They did not understand how Yi Yun had won. Could it be that the fatty's illusion technique was ineffective against Yi Yun? How did Yi Yun escape an illusion that even Yao Dao could not escape from?
[As I left in the afternoon, the update will be very late. The plot cannot be cut off, so I wrote 4000 words. After I finish writing this paragraph, everyone will not have to wait for the second update. You can read it tomorrow.]
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