Wu Youdao looked directly at Yiran with eyes as bright as a torch, all his divine radiance restrained, like a wild beast that chooses people to eat.
Many people are surprised and confused. Only those who have never entered the King's Realm can participate in the competition, and for the kings, the King's Realm is no longer so tempting.
So they simply couldn't figure out why Wu Youdao, who had already entered the king level, had never entered the king level before, and they couldn't figure out why he would take action now!
Wu Youdao seemed to enjoy the attention of everyone, and his next words quickly answered everyone's curiosity.
"The King's Realm is an ancient battlefield, and many powerful seniors have fallen there. Mortals flock to it just to find their inheritance and the imprints they left in the battle." The word "mortal" made many people frown, but they couldn't. If you don’t admit it, the purpose of everyone entering the King Realm is just as Wu Youdao said.
Obtaining ancient inheritance and seeing the ancients' use and understanding of realms and realm-breaking powers are the source of envy in the King Realm.
The reason why kings do not need to enter the king realm is because their control of the two powers has reached a certain height and they have already blazed their own path.
To understand other people's paths, although it is beneficial, is also very limited. After all, not everyone can use other people's understanding for their own use.
So Wu Youdao's next words shocked everyone, because they represented his unparalleled confidence!
"I entered the spiritual realm at the age of thirty and the king's realm at the age of forty. I can practice unimpeded martial arts to achieve perfection. I don't need to rely on other people's insights to walk out of the Great Way of Heaven!" Wu Youdao's words sounded domineering, but many people recognized him. The implication is beyond words.
There was no need for him to enter the King Realm. He had always been so insistent before this. Therefore, the purpose of his trip was purely to make things difficult for Yiran and prevent him from getting the chance to enter the king's realm.
The great mage who had spoken before seemed to have finally had the opportunity to vent his anger that he had been holding in for a day.
He spoke in the direction of Luo Yifeng with great arrogance: "That is Elder Wu Youdao from Luoshen Peak. When he was a disciple, he had already demonstrated talents comparable to those of ancient sages. After becoming an elder, he became even more magnificent, catching up with many king-level elders."
"Elder Yiran is very strong, but I want to see if he can survive three moves under Elder Wu Youdao!" He was saying that Yiran was very strong, but later he bluntly said that Yiran couldn't withstand three moves. This is obvious. Just mocking.
But this time, Huang Mei didn't fight back like before, but stared at the ring with surprised eyes.
Luo Yifeng had once fought against the Evil Suppressing Peak, so Huang Mei and the others were well aware of Yiran's invincible spiritual power, but they also understood that it was extremely difficult for Yiran to fight against the king at that time.
In the past many years, there has never been a king who has not entered the king realm. Of course, it has also been many years since a king took to the ring to compete for a spot.
Therefore, Huang Mei and the others thought that Yiran would definitely get a spot. But what was already no suspense was finally broken.
The great mage looked at the extremely nervous expressions on Huang Mei and the others' faces, and a cheerful smile appeared on his lips.
But his smile didn't last long, as the battle in the ring shattered his illusions. Yiran looked at Wu Youdao who was almost arrogant and said very calmly: "There are thousands of avenues, each with its own style. You are indeed unique in being able to follow your own path, but it does not mean that the path taken by others is not good."
"You have great courage, but your vision is too limited!" Yiran's voice was like the wind, reaching the ears of all the disciples and elders, as if a small hammer was striking everyone's hearts.
Luo Tianzong arranged the battle between disciples and elders together and allowed everyone to watch the battle, not just to allow more disciples to understand the true meaning of battle!
But now Yiran's words are like opening a door for many people. Many people's eyes lit up, and they seemed to feel that they were about to enter a new level and have a new path of practice!
It's just that Wu Youdao's face doesn't look good. No one wants to accept that the path he firmly believes in and has always been followed will be refuted. Besides, he has really reached this day on this path.
He is an extremely young king, how can his heart be easily shaken!
"No matter what you say, you can't disturb my mind. I will teach you what it means to defeat ten thousand methods with one skill!" Yiran was not afraid of Wu Youdao at all. Looking at the opponent's gradually rising momentum, he also began to activate the Qi Condensation Sword. Gang.
Wu Youdao raised his palm lightly, and terrifying clouds condensed into giant palms above their heads, covering the two people's heads. The turbulent weather suddenly seemed like a canopy descending, covering the entire arena.
The Yun Qi palm seemed to come from outside the sky. Every time a cloud energy fell, it solidified a little. When the Yun Qi palm reached ten feet above the ring, just the terrifying Qi revealed left scratches on the ring.
Everyone exclaimed. This was the first time they had seen the ring damaged in the whole day.
But what shocked them even more was that the rich earth element erupted from the ground and was repairing the arena at a very fast speed, repairing the scratches almost in the blink of an eye.
Although the arena is still experiencing new damage, the repair speed is not slow at all.
"How did those scratches on the ring be left?" This is a common question in everyone's mind. The scratches left by the king can be repaired, but who left those long-lasting scratches?
They didn't have time to think before the palm of their hand struck Yiran.
"Ding..." The Peach Blossom Sword came out of its sheath and made a sharp sword sound, and the sword intent surged wildly and the sword beams shot out in all directions. The terrifying cloud palm was immediately cut into pieces of dissipated mist, decorating the arena in an extremely hazy state.
Reading La, however, some sharp-eyed disciples or elders discovered that the marks made by the sword were actually repelling the approach of the earth element.
That sword mark cannot be repaired! For a moment, everyone who discovered this was silent. They could not accept this fact and did not want to believe that Yiran could do something that even the king could not do.
But soon they had to believe it, because the cloud palm began to collapse.
"Impossible, how could he be the king's rival!" The great mage next to Luo Yifeng's disciples suddenly had a look of disbelief in his eyes.
He thought that everything was predicted, and Yi Ran would definitely not be a match for the king Wu Youdao. But in fact, Yiran possesses abilities that Wu Youdao does not have!
"I don't believe it! Yiran is so young, how can he become a king? But if he is not a king, how can he fight against a king!" Huang Mei on the side smiled sweetly again, staring at the disciple with her beautiful eyes, making him feel cold all over.
"Didn't you say he was very strong? Why does it seem like that's all he does!"
"I still want to defeat our senior brother with three moves, and I'm not afraid that Feng Da will flash his tongue!" The disciple said nothing with a dark face. There were too many things that happened today that were beyond her expectations, but he had nothing to do with Wu Youdao. Naturally, there is no need to run away in despair like the previous disciple.
However, he still responded stiffly: "The battle has just begun. I believe Elder Wu Youdao will definitely win!"
"Impossible, our senior brother can never lose!" The disciples of Luo Yifeng are united and will not give in even a single step in the battle of words!
The arena was still turbulent, and although the palm where Yun Qi was condensed was defeated by Jian Gang, the cloud Qi did not dissipate, but Yiran's Jian Gang disappeared after penetrating Yun Qi's palm.
If we really want to say which one is strong and which one is weak, it's really hard to distinguish between them. Wu Youdao waved his raised hands, and the white air suddenly moved with his arms, forming two tornadoes between his fists.
When the white air from the sky condensed on his arms, the sound of dragons could be heard faintly in the mist.
Wu Youdao stood up and ran forward, leaving traces of marks on the ring with his footsteps. The brilliance condensed by his inner energy flows on the surface of his body, and his turbulent momentum makes him walk around the world like an ancient ferocious beast.
"Mist Dragon Fist!" The arena was shaking in the trembling space, and the two punches with roaring dragon sounds seemed to shatter the space and completely bury Yiran in the broken space.
Facing Wu Youdao's powerful attack, Yiran stood as tall as a mountain. Although his robes rustled in the strong wind, his body remained motionless.
With the Peach Blossom Sword in hand, Yi Ran pointed the sword forward and used the Qinglian Sword Technique to condense the sword's energy and slash out.
"Crack, bang, bang!" A shattering sound sounded, and Wu Youdao flew backwards and fell into the distance under this sword.
The entire Luotian Sect fell into a ghostly silence at this moment. No one made a sound, only the chirping of birds and the sound of wind could be heard.
Everyone was stunned, no one wanted to believe what happened in front of them. On Luotian Peak in the distance, Song Tianpeng, who was eating melon seeds, suddenly stood up and laughed loudly. Zheng Wu, who was also eating melon seeds next to him, also had a rich smile on his face.
Further away, Luo Kongyun looked inexplicably into the distance with a divine light in his eyes. He didn't show his joy, but the joy in his heart was also visible.
The disciples may not know it, but many elders know that although Yiran was able to kill the peak spiritual level the last time he took action, he was still far behind Song Kui, the master of the Suppressing Evil Peak who had become the king.
But now, less than a year apart, he has been able to easily defeat Wu Youdao, who has also become the king! You must know that Wu Youdao's combat power is definitely not much weaker than Song Kui's, but it seems insignificant under the green sword.
"Why is this happening?" Wu Youdao stood up and looked at Yiran in confusion. Having made a tentative strike before, he could not imagine why Yiran's second sword could explode with power several times that of the first sword.
He had looked at Yiran as high as possible, and in his second attack, he gathered his powerful martial arts skills. He originally thought that he would defeat all kinds of martial arts in the world with this technique, but he never expected that he would suffer a huge defeat when he stood in front of the world for the first time.
Yiran looked at the confused Wu Youdao and said mercilessly: "Because you are too weak and you think too highly of yourself!"
"I have been practicing for ten years and now I am twenty-four. My cultivation level is one level higher than yours, but I will not be as arrogant as you!" Wu Youdao was silent, and everyone was silent.
Who dares to imagine that there would be a 24-year-old mid-term king in this world! But no one thought that what Yiran said about being the king in the mid-term was also modest.
Having entered the late stage of Nascent Soul, he has nothing to fear even when facing the peak king!
