"It's enough to delay you until after a hundred moves, which will be thankless."
"If you want to kill me, how much energy do you have to expend? How many trump cards do you expose?"
"In this case, once you bump into the Wen Dian masked woman, what will you do to gain the upper hand and become invincible?"
"Outside the Demon Burial Mountains, the Frost Spirit Immortal Realm is indirectly targeting you. But the culprits are Emperor Yunjue and Emperor Huoxuan. They are the culprits."
"My master has never taken action against you, and I have never offended you."
"As long as you show mercy and leave a way for me to survive, I will easily send you to the eighth round."
"In the future, when the road opens to the sky and each side goes to the other side, no one of us will bear grudge against the other."
Suning lowered his head and pondered, and couldn't help but use his mind to explore the sixth arena.
There, the masked girl from Wen Palace won early and was meditating and adjusting her breath as if no one else was around.
Obviously, the last round of fighting consumed a lot of her immortal power, and she needed to make up for the damage in time.
"To show my sincerity, I might as well give you another meeting gift."
Seeing that Suning was moved, Lu You said while the iron was hot: "According to my many studies, the woman's appearance seems to be the "Dream Immortal Eye" ranked eighteenth in the top grade."
"Have a photographic memory and can find the flaws in the opponent's tricks in a short period of time."
"Take Yuan Hongzhong, whom she killed in the sixth round, for example. The boy named Yuan is a direct disciple of Zhangfeng Immortal Realm, and his strength is not weaker than mine."
"His "Ten Peaks Pressing Technique" is an out-and-out middle-grade immortal technique, and he has practiced it to the seventh level."
"What is the concept of seven levels and seven peaks?"
"The power of one peak can overwhelm half a city, and seven peaks can level three or four small cities."
"But such a middle-level immortal technique with such huge lethality was easily defeated by her in less than three breaths."
Speaking of this, Lu You's voice dropped, and he said with lingering fear: "The magic power granted by the Immortal Eyes of Dreams is to grow a third eye between the eyebrows."
"This eye has a transcendent insight into the fluctuations of the surrounding fairy power. It is so sharp that the mind is incomparable, and it is difficult to resist the fairy magic."
"She is definitely not a cultivator who has just broken through to the first level of True Immortal."
Suning's eyelids were twitching wildly, and she was secretly shocked: "How sure are you that she has the Dream Eyes?"
Lu You stretched out a hand and slowly spread his fingers: "Fifty to sixty percent."
Afraid that Suning wouldn't believe it, he added with a hint of sarcasm: "You have seen Zuo Rufeng's fate. He was at a disadvantage from beginning to end. Every move was defeated, and every move was defeated."
"I endured eighty strokes forcefully, and my internal organs were seriously injured."
"That's it, Wen Dian deliberately held back for the sake of Gu Changxiao, otherwise Zuo Rufeng would never have the chance to step off the ring."
Suning weighed the pros and cons and fell into deep thought.
Lu You waited silently, his face full of expectation.
I don't know how long it took, but Suning regained his mind and withdrew all his sword energy.
Lu You high-fived and said with a smile: "That's right. I wish you all your dreams will come true. You will defeat the masked woman in Wen Palace and successfully win this regeneration pill for Wuchen Immortal Realm."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the sea of flowers that covered the arena withered, not a single flower was left.
The coquettish young man in a bright red robe tapped his toes on the ground, pretended to spit out a mouthful of blood mist, and ran back quickly: "You, wait, I, Mr. Lu, will repay you twice as much for today's humiliation in the future."
"Whoosh."
When the fire suddenly appeared, Lu You escaped from the cave world.
Suning stood there and exclaimed: "This acting skill deserves an Oscar for Best Actor."
"No, it's Best Director and Best Actor."
"After all, this scene was entirely directed and performed by him."
Turn around and walk off the stage.
Suning's face was not red and he was out of breath as he waited for Nanxian King to pronounce his verdict on Zhan Yun. He was promoted again.
"In the next battle, I hope my opponent will be you."
On Arena No. 6, the Wen Dian masked woman who had finished adjusting her breathing opened her cool eyes that were not afraid of any emotion, glanced at Suning and said, "Fighting them is boring."
