367: C367 Sky Observation

C367 Sky Observation

0The third round of the competition was exceptionally eye-catching.

Sitting on the prayer mat with his legs crossed, he paid no attention to anything that had happened before. Even Jiang Weimin defeating Wen Lan with a single move did not cause him to 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 she 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: "Eh, I didn't expect him to be so powerful. I wonder if Yang Ping can make it? "

Tao Shijiu sneered in his heart, and thought, Yang Ping, although you're powerful, you definitely don't know that Tong Guan is the person with the strongest Gold Area. He was ten times stronger than Wen Lan. 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 known as a martial arts fanatic, who cut nineteen peach blossoms, determined to walk on the martial path. However, Tao Shijiu felt that he was still far off in comparison to Tong Guan.

If Yang Ping did not admit defeat when facing Tong Guan, the only thing that awaited him was death.

The others more or less knew about Tong Guan, because he was the master of the Ghost God Sect and the Ghost God Sect's Sect Master, 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 was not what Tong Guan was capable of, but rather, he was the exact opposite. Back then when he cultivated the Ghost God's Prayer Technique to its peak, he still gave up on cultivating it. 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 had 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, then nodded his head, this man was not to be underestimated. If Yang Ping did not go all out, it was very likely that he would fail miserably.

Tong Guan's face was fair and clean, his five fingers were long, his eyes were narrow and long like an island, when he opened them, a sharp light shot out, like a blazing sun at noon, it shone with a bright light, and went up the stage to look at Yang Ping.

Yang Ping nodded and said: "Thanks."

Tong Guan coldly replied: "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 she sensed Tong Guan's killing intent, and secretly shook his head. This person was already possessed, and placed a heavy emphasis on winning or losing, so anything she said now was nonsense, and only defeating 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, at ease and at ease, his body unmoving, his mind moving, his thoughts dancing, his mouth muttering words. Everyone was carefully observing and inwardly trembling. Tong Guan had clearly not moved, but the dangerous aura he was giving off did not decrease at all. 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, he raised his head and seemingly saw the sky filled with dark clouds, which then transformed into a ferocious green-faced fanged ghost.

"God said, 'Those who disrespect will be forgiven.'" Tong Guan said his second sentence, but the Green Tusk Ghost above his head became even more ferocious, and pounced towards Yang Ping. The chilly wind was blowing and his mind was in a state of disorder. Yang Ping calmly stood within. 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 scolded him: "I didn't think that this brat's illusion techniques would be so powerful. Interesting."

Not all experts in Gold Area were like LEE Qin, only those who relied on poison would be able to bring out their reputation, and there were still quite a few people with true ability. For example, Tong Guan, who was at the eighth level of the Nascent Soul Stage, was at the top.

The Green Tooth Ghost bit towards Yang Ping's neck. Whether or not she believed in ghosts and gods, it had already appeared in her mind. Even if she ignored them, she 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.

Looks like Tong Guan has 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 strike first when faced with Tong Guan's attack. They could not let him use the Ghost God Prayer Technique at full power, otherwise they would be put into a passive state.

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 remained as unmoving as a mountain, raised his head, saw the bloody mouth of the green-faced Fierce Tusk Ghost, and shook his head: "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, revealed an astonished expression, and nodded: "You are indeed well-deserved. Yang Ping, you are the most resolute person I have ever seen in my life. 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. "1

Yang Ping could see from the pupils of her eyes an intense desire to fight. It seemed like he had calmly broken through the Ghost God's Prayer Technique, and had deeply provoked the other party. Tong Guan wanted to take out his trump card and use it to defeat Yang Ping.

"The Tao is my body." Yang Ping put on a posture, and laughed: "Bring it on."

Although Tong Guan was a martial arts fanatic, he liked Yang Ping's personality. Without any hesitation, he shouted, "What a good technique, it's an external technique, and an external technique that's 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 understood how difficult it was to live a sad life, his heart was unmoved, but he learnt the ultimate killing technique.

Constellation, Constellation appeared, Human Collapse!

Tong Guan looked at Yang Ping, revealing a pitiful smile. In Yang Ping's eyes, his body slowly disappeared from the heels of her feet, and in the end, she left a head behind. With a relieved smile on his face, he said. "This' Observing the Sky Phenomenon 'is an extremely unique move."

Yang Ping's heart trembled. Even though she did her best to seal her five senses, she was still trapped within the opponent's illusion techniques. Observing the sky, the stars fell, and all living things withered. Yang Ping felt his life slowly flowing away, as if it had truly 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 used the Celestial Phenomenon Ascendant. A participant from the red region looked at Tong Guan, covered his neck, and screamed incessantly. His body actually began to wrinkle, and he suddenly aged several tens of years.

Everyone inhaled a breath of cold air, they finally knew the power of Tong Guan's illusion techniques. 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 shouldn't be Tong Guan's match.

LEE Ba revealed a curious look, clenching her fists tightly, she frowned: "What's going on, it seems to be powerful."

Yang Ping looked at her constantly aging skin and laughed involuntarily. She shook her head and said, "Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly, dreams are dreams, and butterflies are butterflies. "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 jaw dropped as he looked at Yang Ping in disbelief. He had used the Celestial Phenomenon Art, an upgraded version of the Ghost God's Prayer Technique to go even further, surpassing his master. He thought that could do it easily, but he did not expect it to be useless against him.

The arena returned to silence.

Yang Ping laughed: "On the road of martial cultivation, cultivation goes according to your heart. 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, follow your heart …" Tong Guan muttered to himself, as he fell into deep thought. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, and looked at Yang Ping in shock.

Yang Ping smiled and nodded.

Tong Guan sighed, turned around and left, "We will repay all that you have bestowed us with today 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, which was equivalent to admitting defeat. Other than a few people who could understand the meaning behind their words, their eyes were complicated when they looked at Yang Ping.

Yang Ping looked at Tong Guan's back figure, and thought, his road of life is long, it is easier said than done.

After defeating Tong Guan, he would enter the next round. Yang Ping had no mood to stay, so she bade farewell to Liu Yu and walked out of the library. He brought Wen Lan to the carriage and returned to the infirmary. Wen Lan had already become a cripple. His Dantian had been broken through with just one finger from Jiang Weimin, so it would be impossible for him to cultivate it in the future.

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

"Don't waste your time. You can't cure it." Wen Lan sighed, and then did not speak anymore. His pain was greater than death, he was once proud, but for the dignity of his sect, he would rather stand and die, and live on his knees not far away.

Yang Ping laughed: "Who said it can't be cured?"

Wen Lan's mind was shaken, seeing the strong confidence in Yang Ping's eyes, his body could not 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.

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