Time passed slowly, and the atmosphere in the arena gradually heated up. The hour soon came to an end.
On the independent throne in the third row of the tenth row of the Scarlet Throne, Zhou Yan sat quietly, with the Purple Ming Void Refining Fire covering his whole body for a foot, as if the God of Fire was coming, but there was murderous intent condensed deep in his purple pupils, as cold as needles
, seems to be impatient.
As for Ye Wuque, the fourth independent throne, he kept the same movement and remained motionless.
When an hour was over, the arena became boiling again!
Everyone is waiting for Ye Wuque's choice. Who will he challenge?
But the strange thing is that on the fourth independent throne, Ye Wuque still has his eyes slightly closed, breathing long and indifferent, as if he can't hear anything.
"What's going on? Why is Ye Wuque so motionless? Is he going to give up?"
"Give up? No way! It's not easy to get to this stage!"
"But the time has come, and he still has his eyes closed. Can't he feel it? Maybe Ye Wuque really wants to give up!"
"It's also possible. After all, the top three on the list are all terrifying. Maybe Ye Wuque thinks he's not strong enough!"
"Anyway, it makes a sound! What does it mean to be so still? I don't understand!"
Zhou Yan's purple eyes narrowed slightly at this moment, and then he showed a sneer, but the indifference and killing intent in his eyes became even stronger!
"Ye Wuque, do you think you can escape by being a turtle? It's stupid and pathetic. Your life no longer belongs to you, because... in my eyes, you died half a year ago!"
When his eyes opened and closed, it seemed as if there were raging flames, high temperatures permeating the air, as if even the void around him was affected and trembled slightly. Even if Ye Wuque gave up the challenge because he was afraid of death and chose silence, it seemed that Zhou Yan could kill him.
Above the void, Elder Shengguang next to the Lotus Throne showed a trace of doubt at this time. His old eyes looked at Ye Wuque with a trace of confusion. In his opinion, with the character of Ye Wuque, he should not appear.
Refuse the challenge by pretending to be silent.
Even if you are defeated, you will fight to your heart's content! If you really think you are inferior to others, you will openly admit it and give up.
This is the Ye Wuque that Elder Shengguang knows, and his current silent state is really unlike him.
"Did you gain some insights after successive wars? Your mind is clear and your thoughts are divergent, cutting off your perception of the outside world?"
After taking another deep look at Ye Wuque, Elder Shengguang came to this inference.
It is an extremely important opportunity for a monk to gain enlightenment and then retreat to digest it. On a normal day, according to Elder Shengguang's appreciation of Ye Wuque, not only would he not disturb him, but he would spend some time guarding him.
close.
However, this time is different from the past.
Ye Wuque is still in the middle of the battle for the top ten. Even if he has some understanding, it can only be said that the cloud energy is not good and the timing is extremely unlucky.
Therefore, Elder Shengguang's voice still resounded instantly!
"Ye Wuque, although the rules for the top ten competition are loose, there is a bottom line. If you are still silent after ten breaths, it means that you have chosen to give up your qualifications to challenge. I hope you will choose carefully."
"Ten, nine, eight..."
The old voice of counting down echoed, but even so, Ye Wuque remained motionless, like a sculpture.
All eyes in the arena were focused on Ye Wuque. Although they were all confused, they were also worried about Ye Wuque. They were wondering if Ye Wuque would really abstain in this silent way?
Even the top ten masters who were injured in the previous battle paused their healing at this moment and opened their eyes to look at Ye Wuque.
Fang He was staring at Ye Wuque anxiously at this moment. The strange thing was that although his face was a little rosier, it still had a hint of purple. It was obvious that the injuries in his body had recovered slightly after adjusting his breath during this period.
In Fang He's opinion, Ye Wuque's inexplicable silence was definitely not a mystery, but something must have happened.
At that moment, Fang He stood up directly and walked to Ye Wuque to try to wake him up. He even reached out and gently shook Ye Wuque's shoulder, but Ye Wuque seemed to have completely lost consciousness and had no reaction. If it weren't for his long breathing, he would really
Like a corpse.
On the eighth independent throne, Tie Youxia had already opened his eyes. He had been defeated by Ye Wuque's Seven Steps of Shura before. He was seriously injured and defeated in a very embarrassing way.
However, Tie Youxia has always been an arrogant person. If his strength is not as good as his, then he will not be qualified to face him. On the contrary, if he can defeat him openly and honestly with his strength, then he will gain his respect.
Ye Wuque defeated him openly with his strength, so Tie Youxia had no resentment or unwillingness towards Ye Wuque.
Now seeing that Ye Wuque was unresponsive like a puppet, Tie Youxia also frowned. He didn't want the person who defeated him to abstain in such a humiliating way. Wouldn't that make him even more unbearable?
Therefore, even though he didn't know what Ye Wuque was doing, Tie Youxia hoped that Ye Wuque could continue to challenge.
"Six...five..."
Elder Shengguang's old voice still continued to ring out without any hesitation, even though he admired Ye Wuque very much, but this was a competition, and in a competition, one must abide by the rules, no matter who it was.
Qiu Haiyue, who was sitting on the fifth independent throne, dragged her delicate chin with her right hand, tapped her slender jade fingers, and looked at Ye Wuque with her eyes shining like black and white gems, with a hint of scrutiny in them.
"Although his performance is amazing, he is still young after all. Thinking that he is about to face the top three in the rankings, I feel uneasy, fearful, and stressed. It seems that my prediction is correct. This child still needs three to five years.
Only with time and polish can he be reborn. I don’t know why Junior Sister Yu thinks he is qualified to be Ximen’s opponent, but he is still far from it..."
With twinkling eyes, Qiu Haiyue made her own inference about Ye Wuque's behavior.
"Four...three..."
On the second independent throne, Yu Jiaoxue's eyes have long been closed. The jade-colored light around her body is surging, absorbing the pure energy of heaven and earth under her body to heal her wounds. She seems not to pay any attention to Ye Wuque. She looks like an ice sculpture, absolutely
Beautiful and transcendent.
However, no one knew that the reason why Yu Jiaoxue didn't pay attention was because she already knew that Ye Wuque would definitely appear on the battlefield at the last moment. There was no need to pay attention to the determined result.
"two……"
Above the void, Elder Shengguang had an expressionless face, and the countdown in his mouth echoed in all directions without any hesitation.
"one!"
When the last number rang out, all the eyes in the world were focused on Ye Wuque. They expected Ye Wuque to stand up at the last moment and continue the challenge.
However, Ye Wuque remained consistent, like an old monk meditating, without any response.
"Poor little turtle, if there is no reason to kill you, killing you will dirty my hands. You are not even qualified to be killed by me."
The sneer in Zhou Yan's purple eyes was mixed with indifference and murderous intent. He didn't even look at Ye Wuque, just like the flaming dragons that soared through the nine heavens and never looked at the earthworms on the ground.
Elder Shengguang stood next to the Lotus Throne, looking at Ye Wuque with a hint of pity, but his voice sounded again immediately.
"The time has come. This elder announces that...Ye Wuque has been judged to have voluntarily abstained! He will lose his inheritance..."
Boom!
Suddenly, just when everyone felt pity and helplessness for Ye Wuque, they suddenly heard a thunderous explosion!
In the tenth row of the Blood Throne, on the fifth independent throne, there seemed to be a purple thunder light rushing past, and the next moment, the slender figure originally sitting on it disappeared without knowing it!
At the same time, an apologetic and clear voice echoed throughout the world!
"Sorry, sorry, Ye had some realization for a moment and almost lost time..."
On the battle platform, a slender figure appeared, with black robes rustling in the wind, thick black hair rippling, and bright eyes, like a young god of war, it was Ye Wuque!
If anyone looked closely, they would be able to see something like a flash of lightning in the depths of Ye Wuque's eyes.
Standing on the battle platform, Ye Wuque had a smile on his lips, but he was a little happy in his heart.
I was practicing the Thunder Halberd Formation so hard in the inner world of the Heart of the Battle Formation that I completely forgot about the passage of time. If it hadn't been for Sora's reminder, I might have been judged to have given up.
boom!
The arena was once again drowned by earth-shattering shouts. Countless disciples of the Holy Way were dumbfounded, lamenting that Ye Wuque really missed the timing and was so close to being disqualified.
Above the void, Elder Shengguang showed a trace of helplessness in his vicissitudes of life, and secretly said "this brat", but then he still showed a smile.
On the tenth row of the Blood Throne, Fang He, who had been standing next to Ye Wuque before, shook his head with an expression of "Don't imitate me". He breathed a long sigh of relief and walked back to his independent throne, but before sitting down
After that, his face became solemn and silent.
Yu Jiaoxue slowly opened her closed eyes at this moment and looked at Ye Wuque on the battlefield without any surprise.
Qiu Haiyue, who tapped her chin with her finger, nodded slightly, looked at Ye Wuque with her beautiful eyes and said to herself: "I have some courage."
Tie Youxia snorted coldly, and it was obvious that Ye Wuque was sweating after what he did.
At this time, Ye Wuque's voice echoed again, but there was a hint of edge and coldness in his tone!
"I challenge third place!"
Buzz!
As soon as Ye Wuque's voice of choice fell, a figure stepped out from the bloody throne. The whole body was filled with endless heat and descended on the battlefield. It was Zhou Yan!
"Ye Wuque, you still have some backbone, then, next, I will torture you well."
Zhou Yan's cold eyes were filled with flames and murderous intent. He looked at Ye Wuque and sneered.
In response to Zhou Yan's ridicule, Ye Wuque did not refute anything, but the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually widened, and his bright eyes were cold and forbidding.
"Actually, I was confused at first, wondering why you were so intent on killing me, because you and I have never met before, let alone have any grudges."
Ye Wuque spoke quietly, using voice transmission, as if he was talking to himself and had no intention of taking action immediately.
Zhou Yan, on the other hand, also strangely did not take action and chose to listen quietly.