A terrifying explosion sounded, and the first wall of fire was instantly broken.
At the same time, the terrifying mental storm swept towards the second block like a broken bamboo and a rainbow piercing the sun.
Boom boom boom!
Three explosions sounded again, and in the blink of an eye, the mental storm actually broke through three fire walls and reached the fifth fire wall.
Three simultaneous explosions, like soul-stirring firecrackers, surged in everyone's hearts, and their eyes involuntarily focused on the figure in front of the wall of fire.
What shocked them was that the young man in front of them didn't look like he was struggling at all!
It's so easy to break through four fire walls in a row! It's not easy!
Master Yanhuo, who was standing not far away, frowned slightly at this moment, and a wave of emotion appeared in his heart. Zhuo Wen broke through four fire walls in a row, which made him feel a little surprised.
"Third-grade mental power can break four walls of fire. This is pretty good, but that's about it!"
A confident smile appeared on the corner of Master Yanhuo's mouth. He never believed that Zhuo Wen could break the fifth fire wall with the help of third-grade mental power.
boom!
Sure enough, the mental storm that was originally overwhelming suddenly came to a standstill the moment it reached the fifth wall of fire.
Bah ba ba ba!
Countless flame tentacles emerged from the fire wall, all blasting on the mental storm, causing the mental storm to retreat involuntarily.
"Zhuo Wen! You can't even break through the fifth wall of fire. You still want to break my record. It's really a fool's errand."
The mental storm was blocked, and Master Yanhuo immediately spoke sarcastically, with a hint of killing intent in his eyes.
They had a bet before. If Zhuo Wen's grades were not as good as his, then Zhuo Wen's life would belong to him.
This son provoked him many times, and even bid for the Great Promise Sword Formation with him, causing him to miss the opportunity of the Great Promise Sword Formation. He had already been full of murderous intentions towards this son.
Today was a perfect opportunity. Zhuo Wen showed up at the elder election for some unknown reason. He just took advantage of the bet he had just made to get rid of this boy completely.
"Who said I can't break through the fifth wall of fire? Which of your eyes could see that?"
Zhuo Wen smiled coldly, stepped hard with the sole of his foot, and even more terrifying mental power surged out. The mental storm that was originally blocked actually split into three more terrifying mental storms.
Click!
The fifth fire wall broke in response, and the storm was extremely fast. It arrived in front of the sixth fire wall again, and still shattered the sixth fire wall like a crushing force.
Seeing the mental storm that instantly intensified and the fifth and sixth fire walls being broken in succession, everyone around them fell into silence.
"Fourth-grade Arcanist, this boy is actually a fourth-grade Arcanist!"
After the silence, everyone burst into excitement. Being able to break through five fire walls and smash the sixth fire wall was not something that a third-grade arcanist could do.
Master Yanhuo's pupils shrank, his heart trembled violently, and his heart beat loudly. He did not expect that Zhuo Wen's mental power would suddenly increase.
"Fourth-grade Arcanist? This person is actually hidden so deeply."
Master Yanhuo frowned slightly, and while he was thinking secretly in his heart, a crisp clicking sound suddenly sounded, which immediately attracted Master Yanhuo's attention.
When Master Yanhuo looked where he looked, a look of disbelief appeared on his face, because at this moment, the seventh fire wall of the ten fist fire wall was actually broken.
"This boy is actually a fourth-level Dzogchen arcanist, and the seventh wall of fire was actually broken."
"It's so well hidden! This kid is obviously wearing a third-grade arcanist robe, but he actually hides the strength of a fourth-grade spiritual power. What a terrifying boy!"
As soon as the seventh fire wall was broken, everyone around him could not calm down, and the discussion was like a storm, filling the entire space.
"What? This kid?"
On the high platform, the eight elders also looked surprised, especially Elder Liuli, who frowned and used his right hand slightly to crush the armrest.
"No wonder this boy dares to challenge Yan Huo. It turns out he also possesses the spiritual power of the fourth level of Dzogchen." Elder Liuli's eyes flickered and he thought to himself.
In this way, Yan Huo and Zhuo Wen were tied in terms of the Ten Fist Fire Wall, but with Elder Liuli's methods, he could still get Master Yan Huo to the position of the tenth elder.
As for Zhuo Wen, Elder Liuli's eyes were narrowed, filled with a strong dark and cold look.
Zhuo Wen provoked him many times, and Elder Liuli was already very unhappy with Zhuo Wen. In addition, this boy was actually able to smash the seventh wall of fire, which was equal to Yan Huo. Therefore, Elder Liuli had completely sentenced Zhuo Wen to death in his heart.
Boom!
Suddenly, there was another crackling sound, and the eighth wall of fire suddenly broke through and turned into countless chaotic sparks.
Standing in front of the wall of fire, Zhuo Wen slowly withdrew his mental power, stared at Master Yanhuo not far away, and said indifferently: "Eight Walls of Fire, this achievement has surpassed yours, now you can cut off one of your arms.
"
Silence, deathly silence, everyone around the square fell into silence, their eyes fixed on Zhuo Wen and the broken eighth wall of fire.
In this silent atmosphere, Zhuo Wen's voice, like rolling thunder, resounded in everyone's ears, giving everyone the illusion of tinnitus.
Master Yanhuo was also stunned, staring at the eighth wall of fire that had been broken, with an incredible look of Armani stone on his face.
How is it possible? How did Zhuo Wen break the eighth wall of fire? He is a fourth-grade Dzogchen arcanist, and he was unable to break the eighth wall of fire, but how did Zhuo Wen do it?
Could it be that the young man in front of me is a fifth-grade arcanist?
At the moment when the eighth wall of fire shattered, this was the first thought that came to Master Yanhuo's mind.
However, this idea was quickly dismissed by him. Zhuo Wen was too young. How could he be a fifth-grade arcanist at such an age?
"It's a coincidence, absolutely a coincidence!" Master Yanhuo murmured to himself.
Teng Teng Teng!
On the high platform, the eight elders stood up one after another, their pupils narrowed and focused on Zhuo Wen and the broken eighth wall of fire.
They were also surprised that Zhuo Wen was able to break through the eighth wall of fire. What surprised them even more was that the moment Zhuo Wen broke through the eighth wall of fire, it didn't seem to be difficult.
In other words, the eighth wall of fire is far from Zhuo Wen's limit.
What's more important is that Zhuo Wen is still so young, only about twenty years old. To be able to achieve such achievements at such an age, it can only be said that this boy is simply a peerless evildoer.
"Master Yanhuo! I think you are a person who keeps your promises. Now it's time to cut off your own arm."
Zhuo Wen spoke loudly again, and the clear voice seemed so abrupt and crisp in the entire square.
Swish, swish, swish!
A series of eyes suddenly focused on Master Yanhuo, who had a gloomy expression not far away.
What Zhuo Wen said was true. At the beginning, Master Yanhuo readily agreed to Zhuo Wen's bet.
Now that Zhuo Wen has won, it's time for Master Yanhuo to fulfill his promise. But does Master Yanhuo really dare to fulfill his bet and cut off his arm?
The answer is naturally no.
"Hmph! Zhuo Wen, it was definitely a fluke that you destroyed the eighth wall of fire. I simply don't believe you relied on your own strength to destroy it. You definitely used some method unknown to me."
Master Yanhuo's eyes were gloomy, his voice was low and hoarse, and he was planning to quibble.
As soon as these words came out, everyone around him was talking a lot, their eyes focused on Master Yanhuo, and many people showed disdain in their eyes.
Master Yanhuo obviously promised the bet back then, but now he is making excuses after losing, which caused many people to have a bad impression of Master Yanhuo.
Naturally, Master Yanhuo also heard the discussions of the people around him, and his face was a little ugly. The prestige he had accumulated in the past was completely destroyed today. All the reasons were due to Zhuo Wen who suddenly appeared in front of him.
"You said I was a fluke?"
Zhuo Wen stared coldly at Master Yanhuo in front of him with a look that looked like an idiot, and his voice became colder and colder.
"Hmph! A fluke is a fluke. You are only a fourth-grade arcanist. I don't believe that you relied on your own strength to smash the eighth wall of fire." Master Yanhuo still said quibly.
"You said I didn't break the fire wall with my strength?"
With that said, Zhuo Wen stepped on the sole of his foot again, and even more terrifying spiritual power rushed out. Under the influence of this spiritual power, the surrounding space almost collapsed and collapsed, which was extremely terrifying.
Rumble!
Terrifying spiritual power surged out, converging into thousands of sweeping spiritual hurricanes in the void, and violently crushed the ninth wall of fire below.
Click!
The shattering sound of Qingyue sounded again, and the ninth fire wall cracked in response, splashing out countless fine sparks.
Hiss!
The ninth wall of fire shattered, and everyone in the square took a deep breath, with a look of horror finally showing on their faces.
The ninth wall of fire was broken by Zhuo Wen just like this?
"Is this still a fluke? You should tell me."
After breaking the ninth wall of fire, Zhuo Wen stepped forward with the soles of his feet and stared at Master Yanhuo with cold eyes, full of ruthlessness.
Master Yanhuo was silent, his pupils shrank again and again, and actually shrank directly into needle shapes. The ninth wall of fire was shattered by Zhuo Wen. Now it is useless for him to quibble again.
The facts are in front of him, Master Yanhuo has to admit that he has indeed lost!
"Aren't you going to say anything? Are you still not convinced? Then I will let you lose and be convinced."
Zhuo Wen snorted coldly, and for a moment, countless spiritual powers gathered together, and the thousands of spiritual storms in the void were extinguished, and a long spear was condensed. This is a spiritual spear, with terrifying power and majestic power.
Whoosh!
Like an arrow from a string, the long spear cut through the void and instantly reached the tenth wall of fire.
"He plans to smash the last barrier of the Ten Fist Wall of Fire. What a scary guy."
As soon as the spiritual spear condensed, everyone guessed Zhuo Wen's intention, and an uproar broke out.
Boom!
The spiritual spear was pressed against the tenth wall of fire. For a moment, countless seas of fire filled the air, trying to completely block the spiritual spear.
"Can you stop it?"
Zhuo Wen murmured to himself, and the power of artistic conception was blessed on the spiritual gun. For a moment, the spiritual gun was surrounded by endless gun shadows, and its power increased dramatically.
Click!
Finally, the sound of shattering echoed melodiously around, and everyone's hearts trembled at the same time...