Thousands of colorful rays of light exploded and rotated in Zhang Ke's left palm raised above his head, like hundreds of neon lights rotating and flashing at the same time.
Supernatural power: The Great Five Elements Extinction Divine Ray!
The black shadows flying all over the sky were cut, broken, twisted, and annihilated in these colorful lights. It was not until a lead flower appeared in the sky that Zhang Ke reluctantly dispersed his magical power.
In mid-air, a 'Bagua Array' composed of tens of thousands of platinum runic lines gradually disappeared into the void.
"Hoo~~ho~~ho~~!"
There was a white cloud under his feet. Zhang Ke looked pale and his legs were shaking uncontrollably. He bent down, put his hands on his knees and gasped for air.
This time the opponent is from Zhongzhou’s ‘Nine Nether Dark Sun Sect’, named Sikong Tie.
A master who is proficient in the art of clones and whose body can shuttle back and forth between clones.
The disciples of this sect are skilled in assassination and hiding. It is an extremely troublesome sect.
A pair of fourth-grade acquired spiritual treasures [Cones of Destruction] in his palms are extremely powerful. No one who has been stabbed by these cones has survived.
It's a pity that today's battlefield is wrong. It's so empty and high in the sky that Sikong Tie can't even exert half of his strength.
But despite this, Zhang Ke still spent a lot of effort to capture him.
If it weren't for Zhang Ke first using the 'Bagua Formation' to trap Sikong Tie in all directions, making it impossible for him to escape, and then using the 'Great Five Elements Exterminating Divine Ray' to attack in all directions without blind spots.
This time, he might not be able to kill it quickly.
Of course, this is also because Zhang Ke is almost exhausted at this time. Not only is his magic power almost exhausted, but he also has very little soul power left.
Zuo Yuwen and others could clearly see his state, and couldn't help but smile on their faces.
Immediately afterwards, another Yuanshen True Lord rushed out impatiently.
Three minutes later...
"boom--!"
There was a sound of thunder, and the True Lord Yuanshen was blown to pieces by a 'Gengjin Tribulation Thunder'.
Then...
"puff--!"
A wisp of green smoke rose, and another True Lord of the Soul was burned to ashes by Zhang Ke using the true fire of the sun.
In the next seven battles, everyone clearly saw Zhang Ke's body swaying as if he couldn't hold on for even a second.
But every Yuanshen True Monarch who engaged in the battle was still killed cleanly by him.
Many of the True Lords of Yuanshen looked at each other with doubts in their hearts.
'Could it be that Zhenjun Ruyi's exhausted look at this moment is just an act?'
No wonder everyone thought so, Zhang Ke already looked tired as early as midnight.
But as the night passed, and it was almost noon the next day, his condition became more and more exhausted, but he just couldn't hold him down.
When another True Lord of Yuanshen rushed forward to fight Zhang Ke, Zuo Yuwen asked:
"How many battles have been fought?"
He actually remembered the duel very clearly, and the reason why he asked deliberately was to prepare the ground for what he would say next.
Min Songfa said in a solemn tone:
"Scene 167."
Zuo Yuwen took a deep breath and said in a deep voice:
"We can't go on like this. This True Lord Ruyi has used the 'Gan Lin Yushu' formation twice before.
The continuous recovery ability of this formation is somewhat strong, so it may not be that easy to defeat it directly.
and..."
He paused briefly and then said:
"Since the duel yesterday, Lord Ruyi has never swallowed any elixir or elixir that can quickly restore mana. I don't believe he doesn't have such a treasure.
The only explanation is that he thinks he can still hold on and there is no need to restore his mana.
What's more, he still has sixty-two battles to fight, and he doesn't dare to take pills easily. After all, taking multiple drugs in a short period of time will interfere with himself.
At times like this, he would only take the elixir at the most critical moment.
So now we have two options.
One is to continue to endure and persist until Zhenjun Ruyi falls, or we are all defeated by him.
The other thing is..."
Having said this, Zuo Yuwen closed his mouth, and Min Songfa said directly:
"The situation is now very unfavorable to us. If Fellow Daoist Zuo has any good ideas, please speak out.
No matter it’s right or wrong, there’s no need to worry.”
He guessed that Zuo Yuwen's suggestion might be risky, so he didn't dare to say it directly.
There were quite a few people who saw this, and they all spoke up.
"Fellow Daoist Zuo, stop dawdling. We are all here for victory. Even taking some risks is worth it."
"Yes! What you made is just a suggestion. It is everyone who makes the decision. Even if it fails, the responsibility will not be put on you."
Zuo Yuwen smiled bitterly and muttered:
"Now that fellow Taoists have said this, I will make a suggestion. You can discuss whether it is useful or not."
Then he continued:
"I think it's true that Mr. Ruyi is tired at the moment, but it doesn't necessarily mean that he can't persevere.
I thought about it for a while and found that this round-robin battle was actually a fueling tactic.
As long as one side is strong enough and the other side is not strong enough to break the situation, there is almost no solution.
Generally speaking, no matter how strong the monks of the same level are, they cannot continue to fight with other monks of the same level.
After all, when you reach the realm of Yuanshen, even if there is a difference in strength between everyone, it won't be too big.
No one can continuously fight against monks of the same level.
In my memory, in the realm of Yuanshen, there has never been a wheel battle between a pair of people over thirty years old in the blue world.
The one with the most seems to be Wei Yunyuan from the Jinluo Sect in the Southern Region 1,100 years ago, with a pair of twenty-five and won.
But that battle also damaged Wei Yunyuan's origins, and he is still unable to break through the 'Five Qi Realm'.
So at first when Lord Ruyi made a request of two hundred and twenty-nine pairs, we were a little careless.
Ruyi Zhenjun is the strongest Yuanshen realm practitioner I have ever seen in my life, bar none.
Now he has fought one hundred and sixty-seven battles, which means that he has defeated one hundred and sixty-seven practitioners of the same level in this day and night.
What a terrible record this is. There has never been such a person in the past and there will certainly never be one in the future.
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Min Songfa said impatiently:
"I already know all this, so there is no need to say anything more. What I want to ask now is your advice."
Zuo Yuwen was silent for a moment and said:
"My suggestion is to Lord Ruyi to cancel the one-on-one wheel battle and turn it into a group battle!"
He took a slight breath and said:
"A group of us work together to fight him alone!"
Everyone was confused by Zuo Yuwen's words, and everyone looked at Zuo Yuwen with incredible eyes.
How can this be?
True Lord Ruyi is not a fool, how could he give up his advantage and let everyone beat him up.
Min Songfa did not refute directly, but Zuo Yuwen was thoughtful. Since he said this, there must be something more to it.
"How to convince True Lord Ruyi?"
Zuo Yuwen looked around at everyone and slowly said:
“Aren’t there still sixty-two battles to be fought?
As long as he agrees, we can only send a certain number of people to fight and decide the winner or lose at once!"
Min Songfa's heart moved and he asked:
"How many people are suitable?
How about thirty people?”
Zuo Yuwen couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said angrily:
"If it were you, would you let thirty monks of the same level besiege you when you are exhausted?"
Several people who had the same idea couldn't help but shrink back what they were about to say.
Zuo Yuwen sighed:
"Zhenjun Ruyi is not a fool. If thirty people besiege him alone, even if he is in good condition, he will definitely die.
So even if we proposed it, he would not agree.
But if we propose a number that makes him feel that he has a certain chance of winning, maybe he will agree."
A True Lord of Yuanshen interrupted:
"How many people do you think are suitable, Fellow Daoist Zuo?"
Zuo Yuwen looked at everyone and said word by word:
"ten people!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone couldn't help but shake their heads.
"No, this is too dangerous. If ten people can't defeat him, then we will lose this duel."
"Exactly, True Lord Ruyi is not an ordinary person, and the risks we bear by doing this are too great.
I think it would take at least fifteen people."
"Yes, if there are fifteen people, maybe we can try it!"
Zuo Yuwen waited for everyone to discuss it for a while, then he said again:
"If possible, I would even like the other sixty-two people to play together, but do you think Lord Ruyi will agree?
Since everyone feels that ten people are somewhat dangerous, then Zhenjun Ruyi must have the same idea.
Why do I set the number of people for group battles to ten?
It's because Lord Ruyi has a record of killing seven True Lords of Yuanshen. Maybe he feels that ten people can win if they work hard.
but..."
Zuo Yuwen emphasized his tone and continued:
"But don't forget one thing. Now Mr. Ruyi has been fighting fiercely for a day and a night.
He is in the worst condition at this time, and for these ten people fighting in groups, my suggestion is to all use physical training that is good at melee combat.
On one side is Ruyi Zhenjun who is exhausted and not good at close combat, and on the other side is a melee master with ten times the number of people who is in top condition and has the power to restrain him.
I feel that by doing this, we have a higher chance of winning than if we continue to fight.
Of course, this is just a suggestion from me, and whether to adopt it or not depends on everyone’s decision after discussion.”
It has to be said that Zuo Yuwen has very good control over people's hearts.
Every word he said struck a chord in everyone's hearts, making it impossible to resist the temptation.
Many True Lords of the Soul were secretly wondering whether Zuo Yuwen's plan was feasible.
The True Lord of Dingzhou Yuanshen was a little hesitant, not sure whether he should tell Zhang Ke about his defeat of the Dharma Giant in close combat.
If it were brought up now, how would you answer if asked why you didn't say it before?
In the battlefield not far away, a golden arc suddenly flashed, and the True Lord of Yuanshen on one's side was killed by Zhang Ke's Evil Killing God Thunder.
Then the shadow of a big tree shining with endless golden brilliance appeared behind Zhang Ke.
Countless leaves shining with emerald light grow from the golden branches.
Countless green stars exuding vitality on the leaves are like stars in the night sky, densely falling down.
All of them were integrated into Zhang Ke's body, and Zhang Ke's pale face turned rosy visibly to the naked eye.
This scene instantly made everyone determined.
The Dingzhou Yuanshen Zhenjun thought for a long time and finally decided to mention this matter. But before he could open his mouth, Min Songfa said decisively:
"Let's give it a try! Just follow the advice of fellow Taoist Zuo and communicate with True Lord Ruyi to see if he agrees with this suggestion."
‘…’
Dingzhou Yuanshen Zhenjun swallowed back the words he was about to say.
When another Yuanshen True Lord was defeated by Zhang Ke once again, Zuo Yuwen's figure turned into a stream of light and flew to a stop a hundred feet in front of Zhang Ke.
‘Huh? Why did Zuo Yuwen appear again? Is he preparing to fight with me for the second time?
Or is there another trick you want to pull off?’
A question flashed through Zhang Ke's mind, and he secretly looked at the man in front of him with a delicate face and outstanding charm.
"Do you want to have another showdown with me, Fellow Daoist Zuo?"
Zuo Yuwen quickly waved his hand and said with a smile:
"I know myself and am definitely no match for Master Ruyi, so I won't humiliate myself."
After a brief pause, he continued:
"I have a new suggestion regarding this duel. I wonder if you would like to hear it?
Of course, what I said is just a suggestion. If fellow Taoist disciples don't want to take action, just treat it as if I didn't say anything."
Zhang Ke suddenly became interested. He knew that Zuo Yuwen must have bad intentions, but at this moment he wanted to use the opportunity of conversation to regain his composure.
Therefore, it is said:
"I wonder if fellow Taoist Zuo has any suggestions, I'm all ears."
Zuo Yuwen smiled slightly and slowly said:
"Now my fellow Taoist has fought one hundred and sixty-nine battles.
Based on this calculation, if fellow Taoists want to win, they still need to fight sixty battles, right?"
Zhang Ke's heart sank and he couldn't help but grit his teeth secretly.
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At this moment, his condition was indeed very bad. In this round of battle, the strength and fighting spirit of the many True Lords of Yuanshen exceeded his expectations.
Although he was worried in his heart, he didn't show it on the surface at all. He said casually:
"Well, that's right. I have defeated more than three times the opponents of the remaining True Lord Yuanshen. I have to say that their training has greatly helped to improve my strength."
This time it was Zuo Yuwen's turn to feel unsure, so he forced a smile and said:
"I wonder if Master Ruyi has noticed that our day and night fighting here has caused permanent damage to the surrounding environment."
Zhang Ke was stunned for a moment, and his spiritual thoughts swept outward like waves.
Sure enough, within the hundreds of miles where he was, the sky was unpredictable, with wind and rain all the time, and cracks in space could be seen everywhere.
Previously, because he was only one person, numerous Yuanshen True Lords had been continuously attacking him.
Zhang Ke really didn't notice what was happening outside of him. When he saw this situation, he was slightly surprised.
His vision is different now. Since he has caused damage to the environment, he will inevitably damage his own luck.
This is no small matter. Although luck is invisible and intangible, it affects your future every moment.
After a brief pause, Zhang Ke said bluntly:
"Friend Zuo, if you have something to say, you can speak frankly."
Zuo Yuwen cupped his hands towards Zhang Ke and said with a smile:
"Master Ruyi is indeed a quick-tongued person, so I will speak frankly.
In order to prevent the environment in the nearby sea from deteriorating, I feel that sixty duels are too many.
It’s better to...”
When he said this, he looked at Zhang Ke's face and continued:
"How about we decide who wins or loses in one game?"
As soon as this statement came out, Zhang Ke couldn't help being surprised and said in confusion:
“Winning or losing in one game?
I wonder who fellow Taoists are going to send to fight me in a decisive battle?"
It's not that Zhang Ke underestimated the people in front of him. If there were really people who could defeat Zhang Ke, they would have sent them out long ago, so why bother to persist until now.
"Hahaha~~~!"
Zuo Yuwen laughed a few times and then said:
"Master Ruyi is joking, this duel is related to the interests of two hundred and thirty sects, how can we dare to make such a big deal.
What I mean is that since we still have sixty Yuanshen True Monarchs who have not yet taken action, why not let them fight with fellow Taoists all at once."
This time it was Zhang Ke's turn to change color, and his eyes suddenly opened, revealing a layer of white eyes.
Senran said:
"You are joking, fellow Taoist, are you asking me to fight against sixty True Lords of Yuanshen at the same time?
If this is what my fellow Taoist means, then please come back, no matter how arrogant I am, I don’t think I can survive the siege of sixty true kings.”
Zuo Yuwen waved his hand and said calmly:
"Fellow Taoist, you have misunderstood. What I mean is that in this final duel, we will send out ten True Lords of Yuanshen to compete with fellow Taoist.
As long as fellow Taoist wins, I am willing to admit defeat in this duel.
Even if fellow Taoist loses, the fourth agreement can be voided as if it was never said, how about that?"
The fourth agreement Zhang Ke promised was to pay one million gold talismans to each of the two hundred and twenty-nine sects for thirty years.
This was originally a way for many sects to prepare to carve up the ‘Innate One Qi Southern Sect’. After all, no sect in the blue world had so much gold talisman money.
The reason why Zuo Yuwen proposed to waive this requirement at this time was, firstly, to induce Zhang Ke to agree to the duel, and secondly, he also hoped to weaken Zhang Ke's will to fight by exempting him from this requirement.
Of course, this was not decided by Zuo Yuwen alone. It was unanimously approved by everyone after discussion.
It has to be said that Zuo Yuwen's blow hit Zhang Ke's weak spot hard.
There are still sixty battles left, and Zhang Ke really doesn't have the confidence to ensure his absolute victory now.
These opponents are basically old foxes who have been practicing for more than a thousand years. Maybe one of them has the ability to make a comeback.
'Can I defeat ten True Lords of Yuanshen?'
This number is firmly stuck on Zhang Ke's bottom line.
If Zuo Yuwen proposed twelve people, Zhang Kedu might refuse, but it happened to be ten people, which put him in a dilemma.