"Let me think about how to say it more tactfully?" Sun Haoran scratched his head and looked for words, but finally gave up, because no matter what he said, the next situation would be crushing.
"In short... it is impossible for Zhuge Qing to win the king."
"Brother... do you call this euphemism?" Zhang Chulan blushed a little embarrassedly, "Can't you tell, Taoist Master Wang Ye is so scary?"
"It's not that it's so terrifying. In short, Zhuge Qing was unlucky and happened to meet Wang Ye who could perfectly restrain all Qimen." Sun Haoran shook his head helplessly and explained.
"What? Everything? Is it possible that even Wuhou Qimen can restrain himself perfectly?"
Xu San on the side couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this, "This Wuhou Qimen is not only the best in the world, but also has a famous stunt in the alien world. To perfectly restrain him...could it be the legendary Eight Wonders?" One, Fenghou Qimen!?"
"That's right." Sun Haoran nodded slightly, then turned to look into the arena.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the arena has gradually become tense.
"Thank you, Brother Zhuge, for showing mercy..."
Wang Ye gently wiped away the blood on his face, which was the wound left by the flying gravel. Just now, Zhuge Qing, who had deployed the array, had already activated his spell, but the opponent had obviously shown mercy, otherwise the tuhe chariot just now could have killed him even if it could not kill him.
After all, the human body is made of flesh and blood and is extremely fragile.
"You don't have to be so polite, Taoist Wang, we are not life-and-death enemies, so why do we have to fight to the death? But..." Zhuge Qing narrowed his eyes and smiled, but soon the smile on his face gradually disappeared. .
Because he is very unhappy now, and the king in front of him is not fighting him with his true skills at all, which is an insult to him.
"How much do you look down on me, Taoist Wang? You are actually a warlock...am I right?"
"..." Wang Ye was silent, and the expression on his face seemed a little complicated. No one could guess what he was thinking at this moment.
"Most people call us strange people, half-fairies or monsters. They think what the warlocks do is too unbelievable and goes against common sense..."
Zhuge Qing explained the truth about warlocks with a slight sigh, as if he wanted to seek the approval of the person opposite him. After all, in his opinion, warlocks like them belong to an extremely special category even among strangers, and they are easy to suffer. People misunderstood, and he thought that if it were the person in front of him, he would probably understand what he meant.
"But people don't know that what we warlocks talk about is the ritual of heaven, a set of hidden rules for the operation of the world that ordinary people don't understand... It is precisely because of understanding this principle that warlocks can take advantage of its loopholes and make many people What seems unbelievable is that it even seems to know the future in the eyes of outsiders, and is omniscient and omnipotent...
But even if we are able to do this, we just follow this set of hidden and invisible rules, find the right time, the right location, and use the right method... The so-called warlock is just a man who has been manipulated by this method. They are just people who are bound by the laws of nature and live according to their trends... In fact, they are not much different from ordinary people.
So I don’t quite understand, Taoist Wang Ye, why are you hiding it like this? "
"well……"
While Wang Ye was listening to Zhuge Qing's speech, he stretched out his blood-stained fingers and looked at his own blood on his fingertips expressionlessly, as if he wanted to see something clearly from the reflection of the blood.
But in the end, all he got was a long sigh.
He was actually thinking about what words he should use to describe Zhuge Qing in front of him, but after thinking about it, there seemed to be only one word - ignorant of good and evil.
But if these words were really said, it would be a bit too hurtful, so he could only sigh.
As the sigh fell, Wang Ye's aura suddenly changed, and the look on his face became extremely serious, "I'm sorry... It's really wrong of me to hope that I can win you before you cast your spell. .but……"
"!!"
As he spoke, an indescribable sense of oppression that only Zhuge Qing himself could feel suddenly hit Wang Ye.
"Zhuge Qing, have you ever been defeated?"
At this moment, the speaking Wang Ye suddenly seemed to be the center of the entire world in Zhuge Qing's eyes, as if he was the only one in the world.
"If you don't count the practice with the elders of the clan... I think there should be none..."
Facing Wang Ye's question, Zhuge Qing didn't know why he answered subconsciously.
"Do you think you can accept failure?"
"I mean the kind of disastrous failure that completely negates your previous life..."
The words that hurt people's hearts are like questions, but somehow they make people feel that they are facts that are difficult to refute. These words echoed in Zhuge Qing's ears like Sanskrit sounds.
"..."
Faced with such a question, Zhuge Qing was silent for a long time. Finally, he seemed to feel something. He raised his head and looked at the sky and sighed, "That must not feel good, right?"
"So... as you said, everyone is a warlock and a 'reasonable' person, so there is no need to fight as hard as others, right? I'll give you time to think about it..." Wang Ye was expressionless. Said with an expression.
If this still doesn't make Zhuge Qing retreat, then he can only really take action.
In fact, he didn't want to take action if it wasn't necessary, because that would hit the most outstanding descendant of the 'Wuhou Sect' in recent years. People's hearts are unpredictable. He can calculate God's will but not people's hearts. What if Zhuge Qing's heart is not good enough and he can't bear the blow and can't think about it? Then didn't he sin too much? Those who practice Taoism are most taboo about these things, which are extremely troublesome.
"Warlocks must take advantage of the situation. I don't mean to insult you at all... I will only say this once..."
"Go back! Zhuge Qing, this is the best result for you."
"..."
There was an eerie silence in the arena.
All people could see was Wang Ye, who was standing silently, and Zhuge Qing, who looked increasingly nervous. Some even thought that the two men were secretly fighting with each other using some means they couldn't see.
"Thank you, Taoist Master Wang, for reminding me."
Finally, Zhuge Qing, who had been thinking for a long time, suddenly raised his head.
At the same time, the eyes on his face that were always slightly squinted like a fox suddenly opened at this moment.
The violent Qi in the air began to swirl around Zhuge Qing, as if he was struggling and resisting something.
"Just now, I made a divination for myself, and the result was only four words..."
Zhuge Qing slowly raised his hands to move Qi, with a faint bitter smile on his face, "Moths fly into the flame!"
Kunzi·Tuheche.
Following Zhuge Qing's movements, the land on the ground began to surge toward Wang Ye like a wave.
The battle is about to break out at this moment.
"Alas...Kunzi·Tuheche."
Looking at the dirt rolling towards him, Wang Ye sighed slightly and cast the same spell.
There is no need to say more. At this moment, Zhuge Qing already knows the outcome of this battle, but even if he is a moth to the flame, the opponent may want to try to see if he can 'go against the will of heaven'. And the only thing he could do... was to extinguish this rising hope as ruthlessly as extinguishing a flame.
The huge earth wall slowly rose under Wang Ye's feet, and he looked down at Zhuge Qing standing on the ground like a god.
Comparing the two cars, anyone with normal eyes can see that there is an absolute difference. One side is the waves rising from the creek, while the other side is the huge waves rising from the sea.
If you are an expert, you may be able to see this battle more clearly, such as Zhuge Bai, who is in the audience with tears in his eyes at this moment.
"Brother, please don't continue..."
Zhuge Bai gritted his teeth and kept shouting in his heart.
If you can't win, you can't win.
Although he didn't want to accept the result that his brother would be pale, that was the fact.
The battle in the ring was completely one-sided. The Tuhe chariot used by his brother from Kun's position was completely crushed by the Tuhe chariot used by the king from other positions. Not only the Tuhe chariot, but also the Tuhe chariot. Chi Lian, who was away from the fire position, was also restrained by the opponent's wood spells!
That king is also a complete monster! No matter how powerful the user of Qimen Dunjia is, it is impossible not to follow the principles of life and death, but this king just tramples on them and ignores them! It’s as if he is heaven and reason!
The strength of the two sides is not on the same level at all. His brother can't defeat the Taoist priest in front of him no matter what!
"Please... don't continue..."
Zhuge Bai closed his eyes in pain and couldn't bear to look.
Having grown up with his brother, he knows what kind of person his brother is.
That has been the pride of the Wuhou Sect for nearly a hundred years.
His brother has never suffered a setback like today in his whole life. But today, maybe in the next second, his brother's respect and pride will be ruthlessly crushed.
But that's not important. Based on his understanding of his brother, what he fears most is that his brother will make dangerous moves just to know where he lost.
What they were cultivating was too close to the 'Dao of Heaven'. The closer it was, the more dangerous it was, and the technique used by the king in front of them was obviously beyond the reach of them.
If you overestimate your capabilities and want to pry into the true "natural principle", then there is only one result - moths fly into the flame and destroy themselves.
I have to say that Zhuge Bai still knows his brother very well.
Because Zhuge Qing is really planning to do this now.
Xia Xia Ji, comment - moths fly into the flame.
This is the result of Zhuge Qing's divination for himself.
He actually had no doubts about the outcome, and knew very well that perhaps his dignity and pride would be completely shattered after this battle, but he still chose to fight.
Because for a warlock, there is something more important than dignity, pride and even life - that is the truth!
"Even if I fail, I still want to know what I lost to!"
Qimen manifests the mind method!
Blue light flickered in Zhuge Qing's eyes. He stared fiercely at Wang Ye in front of him, as if he wanted to see through everything.
The moment he opened his eyes, a ray of light shot into the sky.
Then Zhuge Qing's vision seemed to be able to penetrate the laws of nature and the universe.
Now he can see things that are usually invisible, such as space, direction, and even time, as if they have become visible vectors that he can vaguely see. The Qimen Manifestation Mind Technique is one such auxiliary mental method. It can help the practitioner to more clearly understand the essence of things, and allows the practitioner to understand it easily, thereby accelerating practice.
But... this mental technique that had never let him down seemed to have lost its effect at this moment. When he looked at Wang Ye, he could only see nothingness.
"How can it be?"
At the moment when Zhuge Qing was stunned and confused, Wang Ye's figure kept flashing closer as if crossing time and space. Finally, he slowly stretched out his blood-stained finger and lightly touched Zhuge Qing's Tanzhong point.
"It's over, Zhuge Qing."
After Wang Ye finished all this, the world in Zhuge Qing's eyes seemed to return to normal in an instant.
No, it should be said that he was forced back to normal. The Tanzhong point was restricted and he could not mobilize the Qi in his body. Therefore, the Qimen Manifestation Mental Technique naturally became ineffective, and his vision returned to its original state.
"Is this enough?"
Wang Ye sighed and turned his head away, as if he couldn't bear to look at Zhuge Qing's expression at this moment.
"I surrender……"
After hearing Zhuge Qing admit defeat behind him, Wang Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"!!?" But just when he was about to leave, the expression on his face suddenly changed.
As if sensing something, Wang Ye suddenly turned around and roared at Zhuge Qing, "Zhuge Qing! Stop!"
"The king also wins..."
The referee who wanted to declare Wang Ye the winner seemed to have noticed that the situation on the ring was not good, and hesitantly put down the flag in his hand. He cast an inquiring look at the old Heavenly Master in the auditorium not far away. However, after seeing the old Heavenly Master shaking his head slightly, he chose to remain silent.
The venue started to become noisy.
Everyone was becoming more and more confused about this game. They only saw Zhuge Qing suddenly stunned, being tapped by Wang Ye and then suddenly giving in, and now he was vomiting blood all of a sudden.
Seeing that Wang Ye looked anxious, could it be that Zhuge Qing went crazy and was going to kill someone?
However, neither the referee nor the Heavenly Master on the stage made any move, causing everyone to abandon this speculation.
"I told you to stop, didn't you hear me!?"
Wang Ye picked up Zhuge Qing's collar and showed an angry expression on his face for the first time.
Of course he could tell that Zhuge Qing was doing divination, but there were some things that couldn't be calculated casually. Fortune-telling was a matter of fortune-telling, and if you were not careful, your whole life could be divulged.
This was the first time he had seen such a desperate guy. He had obviously given up, so why did he still seek death? We monks do not kill any living beings!
"Ahem——"
Zhuge Qing spat out a mouthful of bloody spit, with a faint smile on his face, "I just wanted to make a rough calculation and it caused such a serious backlash. The technique you used is indeed an incredible one..."
"You...can't afford to lose?"
Wang Ye opened his mouth angrily, not knowing how to describe the person in front of him.
