Chapter 1583
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Just like last time, when they reached the last opponent, the formation space would allow the trial taker 15 minutes to rest and adjust their condition.
Thus, Long Bufan was currently sitting cross-legged on a rock, his eyes closed as he rested, waiting for young Bai Weng to appear. Although his previous opponents had not been difficult, the continuous rapid battles had also caused his body to show some fatigue.
However, with this 15 minutes to adjust his breathing, Long Bufan's physical strength also gradually increased, and his breathing stabilized. He had completely recovered to his best condition.
Although he had relied on the ancient Yin Yang Formation to suppress the concept of time last time, and had luckily defeated young Bai Weng, Long Bufan had to admit that this guy was definitely the strongest opponent he had encountered in the Heavenly Body Tier, and there was no one who could match him.
Long Bufan even believed that Zhang Huayun, whose strength had reached the Deity Transformation Tier, would most likely find it extremely difficult to defeat young Bai Weng, because he did not have a trump card like the ancient Yin Yang Formation.
However, the ability of the ancient Yin Yang Formation was unable to completely suppress Zhang Huayun's powerful martial arts techniques. Thus, even if Long Bufan defeated young Bai Weng, he would not be able to defeat Zhang Huayun.
This was the principle of one thing having another's weakness.
"It's here!"
At a certain instant, Long Bufan raised his head and suddenly opened his eyes. He looked towards the sky not far away in front of him. His eyes were bright like stars, and there was a wisp of fierce battle intent that could not be concealed surging out.
Weng —!
In his field of vision, he saw a slender white figure on a rock several dozen meters away. Under the condensation of the formation's energy, it slowly took shape. It was a young man with a delicate and pretty face. He had a head of long silver-white hair, and was dressed in a white robe. In his refined temperament, there was a faint sharpness that could be faintly seen.
This person was undoubtedly the youth that Long Bufan had been waiting for for a long time, Bai Weng, the most brilliant genius from a thousand years ago!
The young Bai Weng stood in the air, his eyes indifferently sweeping over Long Bufan. When he saw his appearance clearly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but in the next moment, he became excited again. He said, "It's you! Losing to you last time allowed me to gain a new level of comprehension in the Concept of Time. You came at the right time. We can exchange pointers again. "
As soon as he finished speaking, he bent the five fingers of his right hand and grabbed at the void. As the white light surged, a halberd suddenly appeared in his hand.
This halberd's entire body emanated a silvery white sheen. The shaft of the halberd was around 8m long, and profound talisman markings were inscribed on it without any order. The blade of the halberd was sharp, and it flickered with a cold light that was bright and dazzling.
Swish —!
With the halberd in his hand, the young Bai Weng's body suddenly surged with a raging battle intent. Holding the halberd, he suddenly swept it with a momentum that could conquer mountains and rivers.
Seeing that the young Bai Weng recognized him, Long Bufan could not help but be slightly startled. It seemed that this trial space was indeed a small world of its own. The young Bai Weng, who was condensed from his natal blood essence, not only had his own consciousness, but also had his own memories like ordinary people.
For this Divine Sense, Long Bufan somewhat admired the Venerable who had created this Illusory Killing Formation. He must be the strongest person in the Firmament and Continent.
"Come on, let's have a good fight again!" The young Bai Weng pointed the tip of his halberd at Long Bufan, who was not far away. His eyes were sharp, and his battle intent was very high.
Seeing that this guy had put on a fighting posture, Long Bufan hurriedly put down the Dragon Bone Scale Spear in his hand. He tried to squeeze out a smile that he thought was very friendly and sincere on his face. He flattered, "Brother Bai, Brother Weng, can we not always fight when we meet? Uh … Actually, I came to the Illusory Killing Formation this time to learn martial arts from you. "
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