Chapter 272 You Are Too Happy
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Tie Zhong
As far as the eye could see, everything was filled with incomparably bright silver rays of light.
There are long silver rivers flowing in the sky.
Criss-crossing, like the vast starry sky at night.
Surrounded by silver land in all directions, it stretches as far as the eye can see, it is extremely empty, and it feels extremely desolate and desolate.
This seems to be an incomparably mysterious different space.
Wei Yi stood where he was, looking around, but he couldn't see a single figure, and he couldn't see any life. He was the only one standing there alone.
Wei Yi couldn't help frowning slightly.
Such a strange and sudden change was indeed a bit beyond his expectation.
"Could it be that... this is Xiong Tianchen's subtle mystic technique."
"Pull me into a different space completely shaped by spiritual power?"
"Or, it's pulling my consciousness into here..."
Wei Yi muttered to himself.
Although he has never practiced the mystical art, he still has some guesses in his heart.
And at this moment, the long silver river in the sky suddenly changed.
A gigantic face slowly appeared.
Taking a closer look, this face was clearly that of Xiong Tianchen who was competing with Wei Yi in the arena.
He looked down at Wei Yi from a high position, his huge and empty eyes gleamed with indifference, and he spoke slowly, but the sound he made was deafening.
"Wei Yi, don't you admit defeat now?"
Xiong Tianchen's words echoed endlessly.
It was as if the entire space was filled with his own voice.
And it kept echoing in Wei Yi's ears and mind over and over again.
If a person with a weak mind is "brainwashed" by such a madness, I am afraid that he will not last long and will take the initiative to choose to admit defeat.
"However, such means are of no use to me."
Although Wei Yi doesn't know any spiritual mysteries, his mental strength is not weak after all, and he guards the altar tightly, so he will naturally not be affected by external evils.
"Xiong Tianchen, you have put in so much effort, is it just this little trick?"
Wei Yi sneered and asked loudly.
Although his voice was not comparable to Xiong Tianchen's, it was still clearly audible.
Wei Yi's eyes were clear, obviously not affected in the slightest.
Seeing this, Xiong Tianchen couldn't help but stare slightly, and then sneered.
"You don't have to drink a toast, you ask for it yourself, I'm not as good as you outside, but inside, the situation is quite different—"
At the same time as the voice sounded, without seeing Xiong Tianchen make any special movements, the whole sky suddenly changed.
Those long silver rivers rolled back one after another.
In an instant, the whole space trembled suddenly, and the terrifying aura of heaven and earth suddenly emerged.
Countless silver sharp arrows condensed into shape in the sky, extremely sharp, shining with a dazzling cold light.
To be precise, those long silver rivers were all condensed into sharp silver arrows.
They were so densely packed that they covered the sky and the sun, and they shot towards Wei Yi's position together while roaring.
This terrifying silver arrow rain seemed endless.
What is even more astonishing is that these sharp arrows are not just for appearance, each cluster of arrows contains extremely astonishing and terrifying power, which is far beyond the limit of ordinary warriors.
"What exactly is going on?"
"Xiong Tianchen doesn't have such strength at all."
"In such a closed space, and there is nowhere to escape, it seems that we can only choose to resist."
Wei Yi's nerves tensed up, and his face couldn't help becoming a little ugly.
He didn't expect Xiong Tianchen to be so amazing as soon as he made a move, which was completely beyond his expectation.
shhhhh--
Countless silver sharp arrows came frantically.
Wei Yi had no choice but to wave the sword in his hand and try his best to stop it.
"Wei Yi, I want to see how long you can withstand—"
Xiong Tianchen's voice sounded again, and the arrow rain from the sky suddenly became more rapid and violent.
……
Wei Yi and Xiong Tianchen entered into a spiritual battle.
Those outside the arena naturally couldn't see the scene of the confrontation between the two.
In their eyes, both Wei Yi and Xiong Tianchen stood motionless, and there was only a frightening mental storm covering the entire arena.
This spiritual storm whizzed and circled continuously, reaching the extreme rage, and no one dared to approach it.
The referee in the No. [-] ring was also forced to retreat again and again.
The expression on his face was full of helplessness. There was no one else who could do his job as a referee.
"It's a confrontation of spiritual consciousness. I didn't expect the spiritual power of the two to be so strong."
"It should be Xiong Tianchen's spiritual mysticism that forcibly dragged Wei Yi into the spiritual sea."
"He is undoubtedly using his own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses. Maybe Xiong Tianchen can really win this competition. If so, Xiong Tianchen will be the first to qualify in the group. Is Wei Yi really going to lose?"
There was a lot of discussion.
The vast majority of people in the entire square looked at this side.
Although I can't see the specific competition between the two.
But this way of mental power confrontation is even more rare, and the outcome of the two is even more attention-grabbing.
"Elder Mi, who do you think will win this competition between the two of them?"
The third prince looked at Elder Mi not far away with a smile and asked.
Hearing his words, the expressions of the Bawangzong elders next to him couldn't help but sink slightly.
However, Elder Mi's expression remained the same, he glanced at the Third Prince, and instead squeezed out a smile on his fat and shiny face.
"Of course it's Wei Yi, a disciple of our Overlord Sect."
Elder Mi said without hesitation.
He has always been so direct.
Hearing Elder Mi's decisive answer, the Third Prince couldn't help being slightly taken aback.
He didn't expect Elder Mi to be so confident until now, couldn't he see that the scene was completely dominated by Xiong Tianchen?
"Hehe, Elder Mi, you really have confidence in your disciples."
"However, Elder Mi, I'm afraid you don't know that Tianchen is the direct disciple of Grandmaster Xunyou. Not long ago, he just broke through and became a fifth-level alchemist, and his spiritual power is second to none among warriors of the same level."
"Combined with my royal family's top-level spiritual mystic arts, the chances of Wei Yi of the noble sect wanting to win this competition are probably very low..."
Speaking of this, the Third Prince couldn't help but smiled slightly.
If the younger generation of the royal family can defeat the No. 1 of the younger generation of Bawangzong, then for him, this Jiangnan martial arts meeting is half the battle.
"I have to say, it's probably too early for you to be happy now, Your Highness."
Elder Mi took a deep look at the third prince, and then suddenly laughed lightly.
The third prince didn't know, so he looked at him.
Elder Mi looked up at the ring in the distance, and spoke slowly after a while.
"Your Highness, if you can lend Xiong Tianchen the protective ring, how could I be unprepared?"
"To put it bluntly, Your Highness, although you are an expensive prince, if you compare the number of treasures on you, you are far inferior to me. What do you think?"
Having said that, Elder Mi turned to the Third Prince with a smile on his face.
Hearing this, the third prince's smug smile disappeared instantly, and the expression on his face couldn't help but froze slightly.
Staring at Elder Mi, he seemed to want to see if he was joking from his face, but he couldn't see the slightest clue.
Only then did the third prince wake up suddenly. Although his act of giving the ring to Xiong Tianchen was secretive, how could he hide it from a Martial Ancestor who was close at hand?
In terms of the number of treasures on his body, how could he compare to Elder Mi who is a master craftsman?
Looking at the entire Great Chu, who doesn't know that Elder Overlord Zongmi has a great fortune and is a well-known treasure collector. Who can compare with him in this respect——
"..."
The third prince opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't say a word.
The expression on the face is also blue and white.
It's as ugly as it needs to be.
Elder Mi laughed instead, and said lightly, "This contest is not over yet—"
There are long silver rivers flowing in the sky.
Criss-crossing, like the vast starry sky at night.
Surrounded by silver land in all directions, it stretches as far as the eye can see, it is extremely empty, and it feels extremely desolate and desolate.
This seems to be an incomparably mysterious different space.
Wei Yi stood where he was, looking around, but he couldn't see a single figure, and he couldn't see any life. He was the only one standing there alone.
Wei Yi couldn't help frowning slightly.
Such a strange and sudden change was indeed a bit beyond his expectation.
"Could it be that... this is Xiong Tianchen's subtle mystic technique."
"Pull me into a different space completely shaped by spiritual power?"
"Or, it's pulling my consciousness into here..."
Wei Yi muttered to himself.
Although he has never practiced the mystical art, he still has some guesses in his heart.
And at this moment, the long silver river in the sky suddenly changed.
A gigantic face slowly appeared.
Taking a closer look, this face was clearly that of Xiong Tianchen who was competing with Wei Yi in the arena.
He looked down at Wei Yi from a high position, his huge and empty eyes gleamed with indifference, and he spoke slowly, but the sound he made was deafening.
"Wei Yi, don't you admit defeat now?"
Xiong Tianchen's words echoed endlessly.
It was as if the entire space was filled with his own voice.
And it kept echoing in Wei Yi's ears and mind over and over again.
If a person with a weak mind is "brainwashed" by such a madness, I am afraid that he will not last long and will take the initiative to choose to admit defeat.
"However, such means are of no use to me."
Although Wei Yi doesn't know any spiritual mysteries, his mental strength is not weak after all, and he guards the altar tightly, so he will naturally not be affected by external evils.
"Xiong Tianchen, you have put in so much effort, is it just this little trick?"
Wei Yi sneered and asked loudly.
Although his voice was not comparable to Xiong Tianchen's, it was still clearly audible.
Wei Yi's eyes were clear, obviously not affected in the slightest.
Seeing this, Xiong Tianchen couldn't help but stare slightly, and then sneered.
"You don't have to drink a toast, you ask for it yourself, I'm not as good as you outside, but inside, the situation is quite different—"
At the same time as the voice sounded, without seeing Xiong Tianchen make any special movements, the whole sky suddenly changed.
Those long silver rivers rolled back one after another.
In an instant, the whole space trembled suddenly, and the terrifying aura of heaven and earth suddenly emerged.
Countless silver sharp arrows condensed into shape in the sky, extremely sharp, shining with a dazzling cold light.
To be precise, those long silver rivers were all condensed into sharp silver arrows.
They were so densely packed that they covered the sky and the sun, and they shot towards Wei Yi's position together while roaring.
This terrifying silver arrow rain seemed endless.
What is even more astonishing is that these sharp arrows are not just for appearance, each cluster of arrows contains extremely astonishing and terrifying power, which is far beyond the limit of ordinary warriors.
"What exactly is going on?"
"Xiong Tianchen doesn't have such strength at all."
"In such a closed space, and there is nowhere to escape, it seems that we can only choose to resist."
Wei Yi's nerves tensed up, and his face couldn't help becoming a little ugly.
He didn't expect Xiong Tianchen to be so amazing as soon as he made a move, which was completely beyond his expectation.
shhhhh--
Countless silver sharp arrows came frantically.
Wei Yi had no choice but to wave the sword in his hand and try his best to stop it.
"Wei Yi, I want to see how long you can withstand—"
Xiong Tianchen's voice sounded again, and the arrow rain from the sky suddenly became more rapid and violent.
……
Wei Yi and Xiong Tianchen entered into a spiritual battle.
Those outside the arena naturally couldn't see the scene of the confrontation between the two.
In their eyes, both Wei Yi and Xiong Tianchen stood motionless, and there was only a frightening mental storm covering the entire arena.
This spiritual storm whizzed and circled continuously, reaching the extreme rage, and no one dared to approach it.
The referee in the No. [-] ring was also forced to retreat again and again.
The expression on his face was full of helplessness. There was no one else who could do his job as a referee.
"It's a confrontation of spiritual consciousness. I didn't expect the spiritual power of the two to be so strong."
"It should be Xiong Tianchen's spiritual mysticism that forcibly dragged Wei Yi into the spiritual sea."
"He is undoubtedly using his own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses. Maybe Xiong Tianchen can really win this competition. If so, Xiong Tianchen will be the first to qualify in the group. Is Wei Yi really going to lose?"
There was a lot of discussion.
The vast majority of people in the entire square looked at this side.
Although I can't see the specific competition between the two.
But this way of mental power confrontation is even more rare, and the outcome of the two is even more attention-grabbing.
"Elder Mi, who do you think will win this competition between the two of them?"
The third prince looked at Elder Mi not far away with a smile and asked.
Hearing his words, the expressions of the Bawangzong elders next to him couldn't help but sink slightly.
However, Elder Mi's expression remained the same, he glanced at the Third Prince, and instead squeezed out a smile on his fat and shiny face.
"Of course it's Wei Yi, a disciple of our Overlord Sect."
Elder Mi said without hesitation.
He has always been so direct.
Hearing Elder Mi's decisive answer, the Third Prince couldn't help being slightly taken aback.
He didn't expect Elder Mi to be so confident until now, couldn't he see that the scene was completely dominated by Xiong Tianchen?
"Hehe, Elder Mi, you really have confidence in your disciples."
"However, Elder Mi, I'm afraid you don't know that Tianchen is the direct disciple of Grandmaster Xunyou. Not long ago, he just broke through and became a fifth-level alchemist, and his spiritual power is second to none among warriors of the same level."
"Combined with my royal family's top-level spiritual mystic arts, the chances of Wei Yi of the noble sect wanting to win this competition are probably very low..."
Speaking of this, the Third Prince couldn't help but smiled slightly.
If the younger generation of the royal family can defeat the No. 1 of the younger generation of Bawangzong, then for him, this Jiangnan martial arts meeting is half the battle.
"I have to say, it's probably too early for you to be happy now, Your Highness."
Elder Mi took a deep look at the third prince, and then suddenly laughed lightly.
The third prince didn't know, so he looked at him.
Elder Mi looked up at the ring in the distance, and spoke slowly after a while.
"Your Highness, if you can lend Xiong Tianchen the protective ring, how could I be unprepared?"
"To put it bluntly, Your Highness, although you are an expensive prince, if you compare the number of treasures on you, you are far inferior to me. What do you think?"
Having said that, Elder Mi turned to the Third Prince with a smile on his face.
Hearing this, the third prince's smug smile disappeared instantly, and the expression on his face couldn't help but froze slightly.
Staring at Elder Mi, he seemed to want to see if he was joking from his face, but he couldn't see the slightest clue.
Only then did the third prince wake up suddenly. Although his act of giving the ring to Xiong Tianchen was secretive, how could he hide it from a Martial Ancestor who was close at hand?
In terms of the number of treasures on his body, how could he compare to Elder Mi who is a master craftsman?
Looking at the entire Great Chu, who doesn't know that Elder Overlord Zongmi has a great fortune and is a well-known treasure collector. Who can compare with him in this respect——
"..."
The third prince opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't say a word.
The expression on the face is also blue and white.
It's as ugly as it needs to be.
Elder Mi laughed instead, and said lightly, "This contest is not over yet—"
