When Arrow Nine's cultivation is perfected at the eighth level, and under the Burning Soul, he can explode into eighth-level invincible strength.
Further up, breaking through the ceiling, is the power to attack the saint. To a certain extent, an attack at this level is no different from the saint himself.
Wang Xu was waiting, waiting for Arrow Nine to accumulate strength and shoot the incomparable sixth arrow. He also wanted to see where his limit was.
It has been a long time since his Eighty-nine Mysterious Techniques reached the state of Dacheng, but he still has not been able to enter the state of perfection.
As the combined force of the three pure beings, I visualize Pangu's true body in the dark and deduce the supreme magic method.
Theoretically, the body forged by the eight-nine mystical skills of a perfect progression is comparable to an innate treasure, and is enough to compete with a saint.
Wang Xu wanted to know if he could practice the magical skills to perfection, would he be able to touch the threshold of realizing the Tao through strength.
This is difficult. After the mastery of magical skills, no matter how hard Wang Xu tried, there was no movement in the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills.
This is not a question of whether to practice or not. At this point, hard work is no longer useful. What is needed for breakthrough is not hard work but opportunity.
Wang Xu felt that he had been unable to break through, perhaps because he was not under enough pressure. The Eight-Nine Mysterious Technique was a magical method of fighting, advocating fighting to support fighting, and there was great terror between life and death. This terror was both murder and disaster, and it might be a blessing. It might be able to help him.
"Wang Xu!"
The nine bows of arrows are like the full moon. In a few breaths, he passed from youth to middle age, and then from middle age to old age, turning into a decrepit old man.
Da Luo monk's longevity is boundless, and Quasi-Saint's life is even more so. Jiujian is a Quasi-Saint perfect monk, so it stands to reason that time is not enough to leave traces on him.
But now, he has become old. There is only one explanation that can describe this phenomenon, and that is that the burning soul has shaken the foundation.
"Not bad, really good!"
Looking at the cold light on the arrow tip and feeling the palpitations in his heart, Wang Xu nodded with satisfaction.
The sixth arrow of Arrow Nine brought him a death threat. He had a hunch that if Arrow Nine continued to accumulate power, he would not be sure to take this arrow.
However, he did not interrupt Arrow Nine's accumulation of energy. Instead, he smiled and enjoyed the palpitating feeling this arrow brought to him.
Isn’t it a bit perverted?
Wang Xu was also a little bit dumbfounded, but he really enjoyed it. He hadn't felt this way for an unknown amount of time.
Back then, when he was still a little person, he used the shuttle door to travel through various worlds, and every time he came, he was always on edge.
Later, as his strength grew, he became stronger and stronger, and his self-confidence became stronger and stronger. He grew from a little ant to a marching ant, and he would never be trampled to death at will again.
Since then, he has become stronger and more calm, and he no longer feels the terror between life and death.
During these years of being stuck in the Eight-Nine Xuan Gong, Wang Xu also asked himself what made it difficult for him to make progress.
There was no answer, but he guessed that it might have something to do with his own comfort.
Arrow Nine is still gathering strength, one breath, five breaths, ten breaths...
The longer it takes to accumulate power, the higher the threat Wang Xu feels.
Although he can interrupt this accumulation of energy so that Arrow Nine's momentum cannot be perfected, thereby winning the game.
But he didn't do that. Defeating Jian Jiu was easy, but the hard part was to find someone who would let him meet his opponent.
Although Arrow Nine is still not that good in Wang Xu's opinion, he is not far behind after all, and he is a very good whetstone.
Fifteen breaths!
Arrow Nine's physical body began to collapse, his momentum reached perfection, and the sixth arrow reached the critical moment when it had to be fired.
Wang Xu could see that Jian Jiu's mastery of the sixth arrow was not enough. At this level, it was already the limit of what he could do.
"Catch the arrow!"
Jian Jiu also knew his situation. When his momentum reached its peak, he let go of his hand, and the arrows shot out.
This arrow is indescribable.
It seemed to fly very slowly, and Wang Xu could even see that the feathers of the arrow were trembling slightly.
It is very ordinary and does not carry any power. It is not like an arrow shot by a sharpshooter, but like a beginner's walking in Handan.
Wang Xu had the illusion that there were too many flaws in this arrow, and he could easily crack it.
But while taking action, he discovered that having too many flaws was not a good thing. For a moment, he couldn't tell which flaw would allow him to make more achievements.
If you look carefully, these so-called flaws seem to be not flaws but traps, like hooks inserted into the fish pond with bait, just waiting for him to take the bait.
You can't fight hard, you have to dodge this arrow.
How to hide?
Wang Xu was in trouble again. He should probably hide to the right. The arrow hit his heart. He only needed to sway slightly to the right to avoid the arrow.
No, no, no, he should hide to the left. The arrow came so slowly. He only needed to turn slightly to the left to avoid the arrow.
That's not right, neither left nor right seems to be working. He should jump up on the spot to avoid this arrow.
It doesn't seem right, what should I do?
"middle!"
Under the gaze of the onlookers, Wang Xu just stood there blankly, as if he was stupid.
The light of the arrow flashed by, but he didn't react at all. He was instantly hit in the chest by the arrow.
Bang!!
Just like being hit by the wooden hammer of a siege engine, Wang Xu flew up upside down with severe pain.
"What's the matter, such a slow arrow, and he didn't react?"
"It's very strange. I think I can dodge this arrow even if I go up."
"There must be a shady secret. This must be a fake fight. It has been arranged long ago!"
"Get out of here, we don't want to watch the actors, we want to watch the real game."
The audience was excited and unanimously denounced Wang Xu.
Wang Xuren was in mid-air, and the voices around him could be heard. Only then did he react and realized: "It's a sure-hit arrow. It turns out that this arrow can't be avoided at all!"
Bang!!
Wang Xu fell heavily to the ground, the arrow was nailed to his chest, and golden blood flowed out.
One second, five seconds, ten seconds...
He lay there motionless, as if dead.
On the other side, Jian Jiu knelt on one knee and held up his long bow with his hand to keep himself from falling.
"He should be dead, right?"
Jian Jiu was panting and sweating profusely, as if he had been fished out of the water.
"He must be dead. I consumed 80% of my soul and risked my soul to be destroyed to shoot this arrow. There is no reason for him to survive."
Jian Jiu believed in his own judgment. This was his pinnacle arrow. He was confident that no one under the saint could stop it.
Even a saint here would frown when facing this arrow and would not dare to take it lightly.
No matter how you say it, Wang Xu is a quasi-sage, not a saint. There is no reason for him to survive after being shot into the chest by an arrow. I am afraid that his life has long been destroyed by his own arrow.
Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds...
After half a minute, the referee could no longer sit still. He couldn't help but fly down and landed next to Wang Xu, wanting to see if he was alive or dead.
As soon as I saw it, Wang Xu was lying quietly on the ground, with a smile on his face and his eyes open, as if the little girl selling nuclear bombs detonated the nuclear bomb before she died, letting the whole village see her grandma.
"Hey, are you dead?" The referee was so embarrassed by Wang Xu's smile.
Wang Xu rolled his eyes and his gaze fell on the referee, and the smile on his face became stronger for a while.
Seeing that Wang Xu was not dead, the referee felt like he had been fooled and said angrily: "Get up and compete if he is not dead, or just admit defeat."
Whoosh!!
Wang Xu stood up straight, like a corpse, and appeared in everyone's sight.
The onlookers were all shocked, let alone Jian Jiu, who was involved.
"You are obviously dead!" Jian Jiu looked in disbelief, not believing that Wang Xu was still alive.
Wang Xu's eyes moved, first he glanced at Jian Jiu, and then he looked down at his chest.
There was also a golden feathered arrow inserted into his chest. The arrow penetrated three-thirds of the flesh and just missed his heart.
Unfortunately, this is a huge difference.
The sixth arrow of Arrow Nine is powerful, but even more powerful is the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skill.
That arrow seemed ordinary, but in fact it was very close to the Tao and was definitely comparable to a Saint's strike.
But even so, after the arrow penetrated his chest, it was still caught by the contracted ribs, preventing it from hitting his heart.
The direct consequence was that the arrow hurt him very much, but it was not enough to kill him.
"Sure enough, with my eight-nine mystical skills, the saint can't even think of killing me casually, let alone the nine arrows that can only be struck by the saint!" Wang Xu smiled brightly, and then his eyes fell on
Jian Jiu whispered: "If I'm not dead, you should die!"