C2347 Facial Portal(part Ii)
But who cared?0
Yang Fu thought that he was ashamed of himself for exposing all his ugliness to others. However, he regarded himself too highly. He always thought that people were paying attention to him, but everything was just his own imagination.
He wasn't as important as they thought, and no one paid attention to a clown like him. What many people were paying attention to was: Chu Yang's flames this time were like the fury of a scholar, turning the world upside down.
When the fire subsided, another flame started. The fire was not strong, but it was not weak either. It was still burning quietly. Amongst them, there were brush, ink, paper, poetry, calligraphy, and paintings. Ancient essays were being published, but no matter how hard one looked, he could not see them clearly.
"Why do I feel like this isn't a tribulation fire of martial arts?"
"If it's not the fire tribulation of the martial way, then what else could it be?" "Are you trying to talk about the ways of the world, but is that possible?"
"Such a flame is truly strange. It really is confusing."
"Song Tang Ming's Tribulation Fire is extremely terrifying and has already exceeded our imagination. Who knows how he will consume less mana when he is trying to trigger the tribulation fire."
Everyone could already feel the strange flames on Chu Yang's body. That kind of flame was completely different from what they could sense in the past. It gave them a huge new feeling.
"External King, is that the fire of the path of culture? "In other words, who was the one who created the supreme martial arts cultivation technique based on the way of cultivation?"
Zuo Cai frowned and asked the short old man.
"Hard to say!" The short one stroked his beard and said with a frown, "This bastard has hidden himself very deeply."
"It must be the flame of the path of literature. Otherwise, how can he come up with such a cultured name like 'ass gets water'?"
The old man rolled his eyes. This donkey must have been kicked in the head. He understood that the little bastard must have said 'ass gets water' with malicious intent.
During this process, the flames on Chu Yang's body slowly retreated. His aura also suddenly fell and he became extremely weak.
After waiting for a long time, Yang Fu's expression became fierce, "I just don't believe that this lowly person will still have that much mana to slap my face again."
He waited for a while longer and Chu Yang's aura was still weak. The flames on his body did not appear again and even with his senses he could not feel any Fa Li. He said with certainty, "There will definitely be no mistakes this time."
"Lowly, you think that you're smart? Do you think that the first two times were you slapping me in the face? What a fool!"
Yang Fu found an excuse for his actions the last two times. Everyone's gaze swept over him and his face instantly flushed red.
Immediately, he mocked angrily, "It's even more laughable. I'm just such a scheming, you can't even see through it, and you have to spend more and more mana to do so! This time, you've run out of oil. How do you think you can continue to slap me in the face? "
"Boom!"
The voice of the fire came out again, and Yang Fu's vision turned black, he almost fainted on the spot as he cursed crazily in his heart, "# $%, Dying God, are you messing with me?"
Just now, he had been so confident, so sure of his judgement!
He could not wait any longer. Just as he was about to attack, he saw a vast expanse of whiteness before him …
A clump of white and sacred flames burst out from Chu Yang's body. It was like a volcano erupting, the white flames had burned the clouds in the sky. The flames were also very bright, causing people to lose their sight for a moment.
However, in the moment that they lost their sight, people could see the light of fire in the endless darkness. The fire slowly drove away the darkness, to the point where day and night were separated.
Not only that, but those flames seemed to be a spark of wisdom. The sacred flames of civilization, as well as a river that shook the entire human race, brought people from the ashes of life into the civilized world.
This feeling was too short, so much so that people could not be sure if their feelings were real or not.
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