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Chapter 166

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Luo Ping and the Broken Sword Butcher saw that it was difficult to determine the winner in terms of force, so they tacitly chose to compete with their soul sense.

In fact, if the two of them used all their trump cards, they could still rely on force to determine the winner. However, in this way, they would expose more things. Not only were there so many experts present, but they also had to consider the next two rounds of the competition.

Relatively speaking, the two of them both had soul sense, and very few people could understand it. Even if they used it as a means to compete in the final round, no one would be able to see through it.

The space in front of the two of them had already fluctuated violently due to the constant confrontation and collision of their soul sense. Although some of the Innate experts did not know what kind of magic or secret technique the two of them were using, they could still sense the change in space and guessed their current situation.

How was this a half-time break? They were clearly using methods unknown to outsiders to secretly fight. Looking at the intensity of the fluctuations in space, they knew that the two of them were gradually strengthening their attacks.

Just as they thought, after Luo Ping and the Broken Sword Butcher each released dozens of relatively small soul sense collisions, there was no substantial result. Therefore, the two of them concentrated and increased the strength of their soul sense.

This time, each strand of spiritual sense was thicker than the previous ones added together. Although it was invisible and intangible, the two of them could still clearly feel the leaping, dancing lightning arcs, and condensed energy released by the spiritual sense.

The space was distorted, winding, and undulating, like gophers scurrying underground. At this moment, the space in front of Luo Ping and the Broken Sword Butcher had become an invisible battlefield.

However, this kind of battle was much more intense and dangerous than a competition of force. If one was not careful, the brain could be injured, and the sea of consciousness could be damaged.

Even if it was not a life-and-death battle and they would not really take each other's lives, if they were seriously injured, it would not be easy to recover.

In this confrontation, the state of the two of them was obviously not as calm as before. Both of them looked dignified and nervous.

After two or three more times, bean-sized beads of sweat covered their faces. Their complexions had also become deathly pale, without a trace of blood.

Although at the beginning, the audience outside the arena did not know what they were doing, they still waited very patiently. Later, when the state of the two of them gradually changed, everyone knew that the two of them were secretly confronting each other.

As for those Xiantian experts, especially Man Lang and the others, they were able to see the situation more clearly. In just a short moment of confrontation, Luo Ping and Luo Ping's aura and condition had deteriorated rapidly. It was no longer as easy as it was when they were fighting.

This made them very curious. What kind of magic or secret technique could exert such a terrifying power that it was so difficult for experts above of the Profound Realm to control it?

Luo Mingshuang, Chen Xiuxiu, and the people of the Luo Family had long been sweating and their hearts were in their throats. Although some of them did not know that Luo Ping had spiritual sense, it did not affect their concern.

As Luo Ping's father, Luo Mingshuang had a very comprehensive understanding of his son's cultivation. Luo Ping did not hide anything, so from the moment he knew that Luo Ping was confronting his opponent with spiritual sense, he did not move his eyes away.

Chen Xiuxiu, Xue Fangfang, and Zong Xueru, the three girls who adored Luo Ping at the same time, actually held their hands tightly together. They wanted nothing more than to pray for Luo Ping to win safely.

… … …

Luo Ping and the Broken Sword Butcher's bodies shook at the same time. After taking two steps back, they both looked at each other in horror.

The Broken Sword Butcher thought that his spiritual sense cultivation technique was something that he had chanced upon in a wilderness when he was traveling around the world when he was young. After studying it thoroughly, he realized that this technique was a strange technique that allowed one to cultivate a different kind of power.

Although the conditions for cultivation were harsh, the Broken Sword Butcher still relied on his tenacious perseverance and resolute determination to condense a spirit embryo in sixty years. He was then able to release his spiritual sense to do a simple investigation.

In the following one or two hundred years, he never gave up on the cultivation of his spiritual sense. With the help of this special secret technique, he killed several devils of the evil sects. It could be said that this was his trump card.

Because he had never met an opponent like himself, although he knew that he had reached the entry level of the technique, he still did not know his specific strength.

However, after more than two hundred years of cultivation, the Broken Sword Butcher believed that even if someone had the same fortuitous encounter as him, it would be impossible for them to beat him in terms of spiritual sense. Therefore, this time, after receiving a message from a mysterious person for no reason, he came to participate in this National Competition.

What he did not expect was that he would meet Taoist Cang Shan and Luo Ping, who also cultivated spiritual sense. Luo Ping was young. Although Luo Ping easily resolved his spiritual sense probing at the beginning, he did not take it to heart. After all, he did not use his real strength at all.

What he really cared about was Taoist Cang Shan, who he could not see through. After all, Taoist Cang Shan had cultivated for a longer time than him. Maybe Taoist Cang Shan's spiritual sense was stronger than his.

During the competition, Luo Ping's performance surprised him. When the two finally stood on the field and prepared for the competition, he was still very confident and did not think that Luo Ping would have a chance to win.

However, after a series of spiritual sense collisions, the Broken Sword Butcher completely dispelled his contempt for Luo Ping. He truly regarded Luo Ping as a strong opponent, perhaps even the most difficult opponent he had encountered so far in his cultivation.

As for Luo Ping, even though he didn't know that his spirit embryo was much bigger than the average person, but he was still very satisfied with the miraculous Soul Amplifying Heart Technique and the method of cultivating his spirit embryo out of the body. Even though he had only cultivated it for a few years, the strength and power of his spirit consciousness had increased by several times.

The Soul Refining Chant could cultivate both spiritual sense and mind. It could be said that it was a rare and superior cultivation method. Therefore, Luo Ping could be so calm after meeting Taoist Cang Shan and the Broken Sword Butcher.

However, in the current situation, he could not do anything to his opponent. Luo Ping could not help but wonder if his opponent's spiritual sense cultivation method was also superior.

This time, he was very wrong. The Broken Sword Butcher's spiritual sense cultivation method was just ordinary. It could be found everywhere in the Cultivation Domain, unlike his Soul Refining Chant, which could only be found in large sects in the Cultivation Domain.

"Do I really have to use such a bad strategy? There is still a more difficult opponent, Taoist Cang Shan. But if I don't do this, how can I win? How can I advance to the next round? "

Luo Ping could not make up his mind about how to deal with the next situation. If he could not use his secret technique, it would be very difficult to win. In the end, he gritted his teeth and made a decision.

Similarly, the Broken Sword Butcher on the opposite side thought of a way to win. In short, although his face was still ugly, he could not hide the splendor in his eyes.

"They're moving, they're moving, they're finally moving."

Nobody knew where the shout came from, but it attracted the attention of most people from the other arena. They saw that Luo Ping and his opponent had resumed their face-to-face state.

The two closed their eyes at the same time and concentrated. Gradually, the space in front of them became chaotic and distorted. It was even more violent than before, causing the audience's line of sight to deviate greatly.

The Baihui acupoint on top of Luo Ping's head flashed, and a crystal-like round ball slowly flew out and stopped above his head.

Inside the round ball, lightning flashed and current flowed chaotically. When the low level warriors looked at it, they felt a little dizzy. Even the high level warriors could clearly feel the huge energy contained inside the round ball.

"This … what is this thing?"

"Why does the energy inside this round ball make me feel so threatened?"

"It's not Zhen Qi at all, nor is it the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth. What is the energy inside the round ball?"

All kinds of questions appeared in the hearts of the audience. All of them were attracted by the round ball above Luo Ping's head. Some of the dizzy warriors had already turned their heads away, not daring to look again.

… … …

"Could this be the result of Brother Ping's cultivation of the 'Soul Refining Heart Technique'?"

Zong Yuanhao suddenly had a flash of inspiration and blurted out.

"Hao 'er, do you know what kind of divine ability Luo Ping is using?"

Zong Lie turned his head slightly and asked, causing the other curious kings to immediately look at Zong Yuanhao.

Hearing the question and noticing the actions of the kings, Zong Yuanhao lowered his voice, leaned in front of Zong Lie, and whispered.

"Father, have you forgotten? A few years ago, I once gave a cultivation technique book from the Imperial Book Pavilion to Brother Ping. At that time, Father also allowed it. What Brother Ping is using now should be the secret technique in that book."

"Oh?" Zong Lie was slightly surprised, but then a smile appeared on his face.

"In that case, the decision back then was very wise. I hope it can help Luo Ping win in one fell swoop."

… … …

As soon as the spirit embryo came out of the Baihui acupoint, it released a pulling force, causing the spiritual consciousness attacks of the opponents in front of Luo Ping to stop, unable to move forward.

This was not all. As Luo Ping continued to circulate the 'Soul Refining Heart Technique', the Broken Sword Butcher's spiritual consciousness gradually calmed down and stopped attacking. Instead, it was like a docile sheep, obediently swimming towards the spirit embryo.

"What? This … "

The Broken Sword Butcher, who had his eyes slightly closed and was concentrating on his spiritual consciousness attacks, suddenly opened his eyes and 'stared' at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

The spiritual consciousness he released was like a stream, slowly flowing towards the spirit embryo above Luo Ping's head and being absorbed by it.

The strength of the spiritual consciousness released by the Broken Sword Butcher this time could be said to be beyond his limit in order to defeat Luo Ping. However, he did not expect that it would become his opponent's tonic.

"The spirit embryo can come out? Spiritual consciousness can also be devoured? How is this possible? But the connection with the spiritual consciousness is broken … What kind of monster is this kid? "

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