360: C360 Fourth Round

C360 Fourth Round

Fu Jin had a complicated expression on his face as he looked at Meng Xuan. Deep in his eyes, there was shock, reverence, and disbelief. All sorts of emotions flashed through his mind before he finally suppressed them. He patted Fu Tian on the shoulder, walked up to Meng Xuan, and bowed respectfully. "Mr. Ye, I apologize for the offense I have committed."

Meng Xuan shook his head indifferently. He looked at Fu Tian and said, "I only acted because Fu Tian's quite talented."

"Regardless of whether or not Fu Tian has recovered his cultivation, or whether or not his injuries have completely healed, I will definitely fight for a spot for you, giving you a chance to step onto the Bridge of Helplessness once more." Fu Jin said resolutely.

Fu Tianji, Spiritual Master Fu Long, Pill King, Medicine King, and Young Noble Ye were all staring at Meng Xuan, wanting to see through him. This person was simply too mysterious. He would be able to return after stepping onto the Eternal stairs. Not only that, he even comprehended such terrifying footwork.

"Mr. Ye, can you tell me where you went and what you saw?" He slightly wrinkled his brow, feeling extremely curious. When Fu Tianqi and the others heard this, their eyes all lit up, waiting for Meng Xuan's reply.

"I saw something different and it is not something that we can come into contact with at our current level. Having too much knowledge is not good for everyone." Meng Xuan said calmly. He was an old freak who had lived for a million years. If he were to say something ambiguous like that, it would only increase his mysteriousness. Furthermore, he revealed two pieces of information. Firstly, he did see many different things. Secondly, our cultivation is about the same.

This was a Fog Bomb that he had purposely released to prevent the attacks of Young Master Ye, the Darkness Palace, and the Death God Yellow Springs.

The Third Elder snorted in disdain as he heard this. He said with slight ridicule, "You are indeed extraordinary, but if you want to cross the Bridge of Helplessness, this old man will be the first to disagree."

"What if my son takes first place?" Fu Jin asked in a deep voice, "According to the sect's rules, you can take first place and make any request that is harmless to the sect."

Fu Tianxing fixed his gaze on Fu Tian. "Then he must have taken first place in the final round of the Large Competition. Fu Tian truly had great potential, and his cultivation was also formidable. However, he was still cursed by the Yellow Springs River. On what basis are you able to recover from this? "This is an incurable illness, and not even the Pill King, Pill King, or even the entire Nine Regions can cure it."

Although Fu Tianming's voice was not loud, it was sonorous and powerful. Everyone nodded when they heard this. They had also heard about the patients of Fu Tian. Back then, the youths of the Heaven's Edge's Fu Clan had all fallen into the Yellow Springs River. Fu Yanghong was the furthest and had the fastest reaction. He was the first one to be rescued. However, it also led to a situation where all the meridians in his body were broken into pieces. The Pill Emperor used a different path as he created a map of the starry sky on his back with tens of peerless pills. But for Fu Tian, the son of the Yellow Springs God of Death, Fu Zhao, and Fu Yuhe, the son of Fu Tianxiong, there was nothing they could do. The meridians were completely crystallized, and Fu Tian was also the one with the heaviest injuries.

Meng Xuan smiled faintly. As for Fu Tian and Fu Jin, they coldly stared at Fu Tianqi. Fu Long came out to smooth things over. "Alright, alright, since Mr. Ye is not willing to talk about it, then we won't ask anymore. Now … Let's hold the fourth round of the Large Competition! "

The moment he said this, the eyes of the cultivators from the other sects all shone brightly. It was said that the Yellow Springs Sect had a deep foundation, and the disciples that were trained were also very scary. They had wanted to experience it for a long time.

The Hundred Beast God Embryo, the younger brother of the underworld, Wang Fan, the little God King of Heaven's Edge, Vajra, the Dark Corpse, and a few other members of the Heavenly Treasure Kingdom had also arrived. The youth amongst them was an ancient prince. He was extremely powerful. Three hundred years ago, he was already made the ruler of this place. After sleeping in the ancient coffin for many years, his appearance was still as young as before.

He wore a python robe and had a dignified appearance, but his face was a bit pale. His eyes were sharp like a blade, and he was very calm. The people standing in front of him were the supreme elders of the Heavenly Treasure Divine Kingdom. They were all surnamed Su. According to seniority, the Ancient Prince was actually Su Ru Long, Su Meng Xi's royal uncle.

He coughed lightly. There was a trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth and a trickle of blood was seeping out from between his eyebrows. This was a sign that he had failed to open up the Niwan Palace in the middle of his forehead and ended here in advance.

Three hundred years ago, he was preparing to break into the great Niwan Palace. Just as he felt that he would not succeed, he forced himself to stop. However, he was still severely injured, his life almost gone, his soul and spirit destroyed. He had slept in the ancient coffin for three hundred years, and only then did he recover to his current state.

Fu Yanghong, Fu Yu, and a few younger generation members of the Heaven's End Fu Clan who had passed the trial all took a deep breath. Their divine eyes were like lightning as they scanned their surroundings.

Gulp.

Strange sounds came from behind. Everyone turned around and saw two elders pushing two wheelchairs towards them, falling onto the training mountain. The two of them were extremely skinny. Their hair was disheveled, and it was a mess. There was not the slightest trace of excitement in their eyes.

The son of the Yellow Springs God of Slaughter, Fu Zhao, and the son of the Heaven Symbol Master Fu Yuhe.

The Death God of Netherworld walked up and stood in front of Fu Zhao. He asked with a deep voice, "Why aren't you taking a good rest? What are you doing here?"

A trace of brilliance appeared in Fu Zhao's eyes. "I've come to watch the once in a hundred year grand ceremony. Even in my dreams, I'd like to enter this battlefield."

The killer god of the underworld sighed, his heart softened. "See, see."

Fu Yu swept his gaze in a circle before his gaze finally landed on Fu Tian. His eyes gradually turned scarlet red as he roared like a wild beast, "Fu Tian, we fell into the Yellow Springs River together. Why are you able to stand up? The heavens are not fair to me! "

Fu Tian sneered and said, "It's because my talent is higher than yours. Back then, I could not fall into it. It was because of you that I fell into the Yellow Springs River."

Fu Li's face gradually became sinister: "So what if your innate talent is higher than mine? Didn't your meridians crystallize as well? How long can you live? How long could he maintain his peak combat strength for? Was his meridians also slowly shrinking? Even if Fu Tian died, everyone would die together. I am very happy to think of you, the so-called number one of the Fu Clan, dying with me! "

"Madman." Fu Tian frowned. He turned around, not wanting to argue with him.

Meng Xuan swept a glance at Fu Zhao and Fu Yuhe, as a strange light flickered in his eyes. With this kind of injury, he could treat it. With Shen Nong's Eclipse Mirror, along with his missing technique and the Hundred Rivers Convergence Scripture, he would be able to completely open two meridians.

But... Why should he save them?

Saving Fu Tian was not only because he obtained the qualifications to enter the ninth peak, but also because of his extremely good attitude. He had always been very respectful to himself.0

And the Deicide of the Yellow Springs?

He had surrounded and killed him before with Young Noble Ye and Grandmaster Donghua, and now the killers from the gates of hell had even killed Tang Zang, Zhuang Yu, and He Xunhuan and kidnapped Su Chang. What about Third Elder's Heavenly Talisman?

He had been mocking her, and his attitude was extremely vile.

Meng Xuan was already in a bad mood. If it wasn't for the fact that he couldn't defeat the Heavenly Talisman Talisman Talisman, he would have already made his move.

"Don't say it so early. What if this Mr. Ye is so capable that he can solve the Yellow Springs River curse?" The Dusk Temple's headmaster said. As he spoke, he couldn't help but laugh.

What a lunatic! There's no way to solve this! In all nine regions, there is no way to do so.

Pill King scoffed, "In terms of craftiness and craftiness, perhaps I am inferior to Mr. Ye."

He deliberately emphasized the two words, "Mr. Ye", and it was not without sarcasm. After pausing for a moment, he continued, "However, I am very confident in my ability to treat all sorts of difficult and difficult illnesses. Pill King and I have worked together to search for a long time, but we could not find a way. Therefore, I believe that there is no one in the Nine Regions who can cure this illness. "

Everyone nodded their heads in understanding. Fu Jin had already received this news a long time ago, but at this moment, he could not help but feel dejected. However, when he saw Meng Xuan's calm and unperturbed eyes that were as deep as the starry sky, a trace of doubt arose in his heart, as well as a faint sense of anticipation. He shared the same thoughts as Fu Jin, and after him, there was also Xiao Huang Ji.

Could he solve it?

Why else would he be so calm?

Yes, Meng Xuan's performance was too calm. From start to finish, it was as if victory was within his grasp, an unhurried and unhurried manner. Although only a pair of eyes were revealed, those eyes hadn't fluctuated since the beginning.

It was as if he did not take the world in his eyes at all.

There were only two kinds of people who had this kind of gaze. One was an extremely arrogant fool, and the other was an unrivaled expert. In their hearts, Meng Xuan belonged to the latter.

Fu Long shook his head helplessly and said, "Let's begin the fourth round. Welcome fellow daoists. Only young geniuses can exchange pointers with each other. The rules were very simple: one could challenge anyone at will. If one was challenged, they would either admit defeat or accept the challenge. They could not refuse or exchange challenges. Now, those who want to participate in the Large Competition have stepped into the plaza. "

The plaza was hundreds of zhang wide and thousands of zhang long. The floor was paved with starlight stones and it was extremely hard. There was also a grand spell formation swirling around it, preventing ripples from spreading out. Eight divine pillars stood at the edge of the region, guarding the four directions.

On the green ground, there were some dark red bloodstains, some of which were already cracked. Clearly, many battles had broken out here.

"Go on, don't let me down." Meng Xuan said.

Fu Tian nodded. He took a deep breath and stepped into the plaza. He was just about to open his mouth and challenge the Hundred Beast God Embryo. One of the younger generation of the Fu Clan spoke out.

"I am Fu Kong. I hope that I can exchange some pointers with the Hundred Beast God Embryo." A refined young man walked up, bowed to the Hundred Beast God Embryo and said.

Fu Tian was momentarily stunned. He had no choice but to choose his next target. Vajra or the Dark God's Embryo. However, just as he shifted his gaze, a few of the younger generation of the Fu Clan took the lead.

In that split-second, his opponents were all chosen, leaving him alone. He was still standing in place, dazed for quite a while. No matter if it was the Fu Clan or the foreign sects, they had all simultaneously disregarded him.

It was as if … He simply didn't have the qualifications to fight with them for a spar.

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