2409: C2409 Sky Observation

C2409 Sky Observation

The third round of the competition was exceptionally eye-catching.

Sitting on the prayer mat with his legs crossed, he did not pay any attention to anything that had happened. Even when Jiang Weimin defeated Wen Lan in one move, he did not open his eyes. This person's heart was as calm as water, it was impossible for him to not be intimate with him.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the others felt a tiger awaken, secretly shocked. What an imposing manner, what a strong gaze. With a cold expression, he got up and walked towards the arena. LEE Ba muttered, "I didn't expect him to be so powerful." "I wonder if Yang Ping can make that decision?"

Tao Shijiu sneered in his heart as he thought to himself, Yang Ping, although you are powerful, you definitely don't know that Tong Guan is the person with the strongest Gold Area. He was ten times stronger than Wu Tie. This person only had martial arts in his heart. He cultivated dozens of Ancient Martial Arts s, mastered all sorts of arts, and reached an unfathomable realm. Tao Shijiu was once known as a martial arts fanatic, cutting down nineteen peach blossoms, wholeheartedly pursuing the martial path. However, Tao Shijiu felt that he was still a bit lacking compared to Tong Guan.

If Yang Ping didn't admit defeat to Tong Guan, he would die for sure.

The others more or less knew about Tong Guan because he was the master of the Ghost God Sect and the Sect Master of the Ghost God Sect, Situ Hai. In modern society, the temple of Jianghu was not respectful to ghosts and gods, not afraid of the heavens and the earth. However, the Ghost God Sect focused on the mysterious power of the Ghost God. The Ghost God Prayer Technique of the Ghost God Sect was very famous in the world of hypnosis, and was considered one of the two great Ancient Martial Arts s along with the western world of hypnosis.

This wasn't what Tong Guan was good at. This person did the opposite. Even after reaching the peak of the Ghost God Prayer Technique, he still gave up on cultivating the prayer technique and instead, continued cultivating his physical body. All these years, he had walked 30,000 miles in China, trekking 25,000 miles in the Red Army and training his mind like steel. The spirit and the body both reached the level of harmony. Situ Hai once said that there was only one Ghost God Sect that could surpass him, and that was Tong Guan.

Liu Yu looked at Tong Guan for a few seconds and nodded to himself. This person was not to be underestimated. If Yang Ping did not go all out, it was very likely that he would fail.

Tong Guan's face was pale white, his fingers were long and slender, and his eyes were as long and narrow as an island. When he opened them, a piercing light shot out.

Yang Ping nodded and said, "It's a good deal."

Tong Guan replied coldly: "Either you die, or I die. You do not need to admit it, because I will kill you with all my strength. "

Yang Ping frowned as he sensed Tong Guan's killing intent. He shook his head. This person was already possessed and valued victory and defeat heavily. Whatever he said now was nonsense and only winning against him would do.

Liu Yu shouted, "Begin!"

On the arena, the two sides were at each other's throats.

Tong Guan stood with his hands behind his back, relaxed and at ease. His body did not move, his mind was moving, his thoughts were dancing, and he was muttering some words. Everyone was carefully observing and inwardly trembling. Tong Guan clearly didn't move, but the dangerous aura he emitted continued to increase. At his level of spirit, he no longer needed fists to prove himself.

"The world does not respect ghosts and gods. There are many ignorant fools." After Tong Guan said this, Yang Ping raised his head and seemed to see the dark clouds covering the sky, which then transformed into a ferocious green-faced fanged ghost. Yang Ping opened his bloody mouth and glared at the ghost.

"God said, 'Those who disrespect will be forgiven.'" Tong Guan said his second sentence. However, the green-faced fanged ghost above his head was even more ferocious as it pounced towards Yang Ping. The chilly wind was blowing and his mind was in a state of disorder. Yang Ping looked calm as he stood there. The others didn't see any ghosts, but the surrounding air suddenly turned cold, as if there really were ghosts that had appeared in this world.

LEE Ba swore. "I didn't expect this kid's illusion techniques to be so powerful. Interesting."

Not all the experts in Gold Area were like LEE Qin, only by using poison could their reputation be exposed, and there were still quite a few people with true ability. For example, Tong Guan, who was at the eighth level, was at the top.

The green-faced fanged ghost bit towards Yang Ping's neck. Whether or not he believed in ghosts and gods, it had already appeared in his mind. Even if he ignored them, he would still be bitten to death. This was the Ghost God Prayer Technique of the Ghost God Sect. It combined illusions and reality, causing the opponent to be unsure if it was real or fake. There was no way to find out where to start.

It seemed that Tong Guan had already unleashed his powerful Ancient Martial Arts, wanting to defeat Yang Ping.

"Aooouuu ~ ~ ~"

The two of them stood facing each other, there were no powerful Ancient Martial Arts's clash, nor was there any Qi that shot out, the stage was as quiet as a painting. However, the hidden danger was much greater than real combat. If one was not careful, one would be killed.

Everyone looked at each other. When they heard the wails, they thought it was just an illusion, but it really did exist in the arena. It was as if a ghost was hiding in a secret space, ready to devour anyone.

The remaining seven people from the Gold Area had heavy expressions. If it was them, they could only choose to take the initiative when facing Tong Guan's attack. They couldn't let him use the Ghost God Prayer Technique at full power, or else they would be put into a passive situation.

The people from the red area and the Yellow Area couldn't understand why the two people on the stage were standing there without making a move.

Yang Ping was as still as a mountain, he raised his head and looked at the green-faced Fierce Tooth Demon with his bloody mouth, then shook his head and said, "I don't respect ghosts or gods, I only respect the common people. The saying of ghosts and gods is indistinct and intangible. Trust can be believed, but not believed, there is nothing to be seen. "

Bang!

The Green Tooth Ghost let out a blood-curdling screech before disappearing into thin air.

Tong Guan raised his head with a surprised expression on his face and nodded, "You are indeed worthy of your reputation." Yang Ping, you are the most resolute person I have ever seen. Alright, if you are normal, defeating you won't feel any sense of accomplishment. "

He squatted down and shot out a sharp look. He smiled as he said, "My master learned three hundred paths from the Ghost God Sect. The road of martial arts is very difficult, and everything I come across would make me happy. One year ago, I was watching the sky at night and comprehending the Dao. But I also want to see if you can catch it. "

Yang Ping saw a strong desire for battle in the pupils of his eyes. It seemed that he had calmly broken the Ghost God's Prayer Technique and had deeply provoked the other party. Tong Guan wanted to use the Ancient Martial Arts in his trump card to defeat Yang Ping.

"The Tao is my body." Yang Ping said in a serious manner with a smile, "Bring it on."

Even though Tong Guan was obsessed with martial arts, he liked Yang Ping's personality. Without any hesitation, he shouted: "What a good technique, it is an external technique, and the Dao is my body. Well said, just from your words, you can earn my respect. I will use all of my strength to take one of my moves. "

He held his breath, and countless stars began to flicker within his eyes. The stars began to descend, and the enchantment of this place symbolized the suffering of human life. Tong Guan truly experienced how difficult it was to live a life of mourning. His heart was unmoved, but he had learned the art of killing.

Constellation, Constellation appeared, Human Collapse!

Tong Guan looked at Yang Ping with a face full of compassion. In Yang Ping's eyes, his body slowly disappeared from the heel, and finally he kept his head. With a relieved smile on his face, he said, "Dao can be said, very good." "This' Observing the Sky Phenomenon 'is an extremely unique move."

Yang Ping felt a chill in his heart. Although he tried his best to seal his five senses, he was still trapped in the opponent's illusion technique. Observing the sky, the stars fell, and all living things withered. Yang Ping felt that his life force was slowly flowing away. It seemed to have really happened.

His arms were dry, his skin was deeply wrinkled, and he was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. His blood pressure was rising, his pulse was increasing, and all signs of his body collapsing were visible. Tong Guan was determined to win when he performed the Celestial Phenomenon Art. A contestant from the red zone accidentally glanced at Tong Guan. He held his neck and screamed. His body actually began to wrinkle, and he suddenly aged several tens of years.

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. Only then did they realize the power of Tong Guan's illusion technique. He was able to convince his opponents and turn his dreams into reality.

What a terrifying illusion technique!

Everyone looked at Tong Guan with a layer of fear in their eyes. It was best not to provoke such a person. He could kill them without them noticing. Thus, everyone looked at Yang Ping with sympathy. He should not be a match for Tong Guan.

LEE Ba revealed a curious look and clenched her fists tightly. She frowned, saying, "What's going on? It seems pretty impressive."

Yang Ping looked at his aging skin and laughed involuntarily. He shook his head and said, "Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly, dreams are dreams, and butterflies are butterflies. Where did the gods and ghosts come from? "Those who abandon me shall not be allowed to remain on yesterday's day, but those who confuse my heart shall have many worries on this day."

Ka-cha! *

Proverbs speak the truth.

The constellations vanished, the stars returned to their original state, and the earth became tranquil.

Tong Guan's mouth was wide open as he looked at Yang Ping in disbelief. He had performed the Celestial Phenomenon Art, which was an upgraded version of the Ghost God Prayer Technique.

The arena returned to silence.

Yang Ping smiled and said, "On the path of martial arts, cultivation is as you wish. Going against one's will had its flaws. Only by harmonizing one's mental state would one be able to achieve mastery over everything. The Celestial Phenomenon is a lower grade Profound Rank Ancient Martial Arts, but as long as you use it, its power is not inferior to lower grade Earth Rank. "I admire you."

"On the path of martial dao, go with your heart …" Tong Guan muttered to himself and fell into deep thought. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration as he looked at Yang Ping in shock.

Yang Ping smiled and nodded.

Tong Guan sighed and turned around to leave, "We will repay you in the competition in the future."

The others didn't know what was going on, but the battle was over. From beginning to end, the two of them didn't move. Tong Guan turned around and left, as if he'd admitted defeat. Other than a few people who could understand what he was talking about, their gazes were complicated when they looked at Yang Ping.

Looking at the back of Tong Guan, Yang Ping thought to himself, a long road in life is easier said than done.

Having won Tong Guan and entered the next round, Yang Ping was in no mood to stay. After bidding farewell to Liu Yu, he walked out of the library. He took Wen Lan to the car and returned to the infirmary. Wen Lan had already become a cripple. Now that Jiang Weimin's Dantian had been broken through, it would be impossible for him to cultivate it in the future.

Although Wen Lan kept his life, his body was still weak.

"Don't waste your time. You can't cure it." Wen Lan sighed, and then he stopped talking. His sorrow for death was immense, and he had been proud of himself. For the dignity of his sect, he would rather die standing, and live kneeling not far away.

Yang Ping smiled and said, "Who said it can't be cured?"

Wen Lan was slightly shocked. Seeing the strong confidence in Yang Ping's eyes, his body couldn't help but tremble. Could it be … Can he really cure me? If his dantian were to shatter, it would be impossible for a deity to save him.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]1

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