The first thousand five hundred and sixty-six chapters of the heavens
Zhao Tianchi's expression indeed changed. He was very aware of how powerful his sword was. It could be said that more than 90% of the heavenly beings could not block the power of this sword, but the man in front of him could block it purely with his physical body.
Maybe it's not appropriate to block it, because the opponent's body is crystal clear and exudes a faint white light, without even a trace.
"You, you, you...how did you..."
He was so shocked that he stuttered when he spoke, but Gu Que just shook his head and said: "Don't be too surprised, just go down."
While speaking, Gu Que's figure had disappeared from the spot.
The next moment, Gu Que's index finger had gently inserted into his forehead.
The skull was shattered instantly, blood and blood gushed out at the same time, Zhao Tianchi's eyes widened with disbelief in his eyes.
He simply couldn't believe it, couldn't even imagine that the other party had such speed. What speed was this?
This finger was so fast that he only reacted when severe pain spread through his body.
But before he could speak, Gu Que's body stood in the same place as before, and even changed into white clothes.
The sword light disappeared instantly, because Zhao Tianchi's body had turned into powder.
The streaks of white light dispersed, just as Zhao Tianchi's body had just condensed.
His face was so pale because he clearly felt the other party's devastating power. He knew that the other party was merciful, otherwise his soul would be annihilated in that moment.
The people around him were so excited that they yelled.
"I didn't expect Zhao Tianchi to be so powerful! One sword directly surpassed Ao Lin's dragon body power!"
"After all, he is the young master of Tianchi Civilization. It's too scary."
"Everyone underestimated him!"
Every sound reached his ears clearly, and the exclamation and praise became so ridiculous and ironic that for a moment he almost couldn't help but shed tears.
What a genius swordsman, what a young master of Tianchi, what a hope for civilization, it turns out that everything is so childish.
He had always thought that he was pretty good, and had always thought that he had endless potential. He was arrogant and looked down upon the world. Only today did he realize that his achievements might be nothing in the eyes of others.
The fire of a firefly, the brilliance of a bright moon, the sky and the earth, the difference between clouds and mud.
The exclamations from the people around him gradually became thinner, because they suddenly discovered that the white-haired nameless man did not fall down, but was still standing there, as if nothing had happened.
"What's going on?"
"Did he block the sword?"
A suspicious voice sounded, and Jingchuan also frowned. The light just now was too bright, and he couldn't see it clearly.
"Should we fight or not?"
Some irritable spectators urged him.
The surrounding atmosphere was extremely weird. Zhao Tianchi sighed. Looking at the white-haired and black-faced figure in the distance, he finally closed his eyes as he looked at the calm and deep eyes.
"I surrender."
It is so difficult to say these three words.
This means that your dignity is gone, your pride is gone, the expectations of your elders, the hopes of the people, everything is gone.
He has no choice because he can feel the gap.
He shook his head and murmured: "I, Zhao Tianchi, have lived in vain before."
After speaking, he looked up to the sky and laughed with tears streaming down his face. He rushed out of the ancient stone door and fled directly from Ceres.
He doesn't have the face to face this anymore.
Jing Chuan stood up suddenly, staring at Gu Que, his chest heaving.
He didn't know what happened, but he at least knew that Zhao Tianchi was an extremely proud person, and he also had proud strength.
It may be harder to make this person admit defeat than to defeat him.
White-haired, black-faced man, who are you? Where in the universe do you come from?
Jingchuan's expression was extremely ugly, and everyone around him finally reacted.
"What! He gave up!"
"There must be something hidden!"
"Isn't this person a related household? Someone who used the back door?"
As soon as this voice came out, everyone immediately agreed.
The guardian of the list stood between heaven and earth, looked deeply at Gu Que, and remained silent for a long time.
Then he suddenly shouted loudly: "Shut up!"
Powerful coercion swept across the world, and everyone around them fell silent, their faces turned pale with fear.
The guardian of the list said solemnly: "I reiterate, do not doubt the authority and fairness of the Heroes of the Heavens List, please maintain your rationality. In this battle, Baifa Wuming will win!"
Gu Que didn't say anything, but his figure moved, still as light as a falling leaf, and he sat firmly in the first row of seats to watch the game.
Countless eyes looked at him, including confusion, surprise, dissatisfaction, and contempt.
Human emotions are not the same, Gu Que has long been used to it, and he doesn't care.
But no matter what, he has already been noticed, after all, this thing is too weird.
Shimen continued to shine with brilliance, and names appeared one by one. Groups of contestants battled. It was good to have evenly matched opponents. When encountering opponents with too big a gap, the winner was determined almost instantly. There were dozens of groups of contestants in total, and the contestants passed by very quickly.
"Ye Rulie, Tang Yiyong."
Another group of names appeared on the stone gate, and everyone around them suddenly became excited.
The whole journey was enjoyable, but of course everyone preferred to watch the most popular people. Ye Rulie, as the greatest genius of the Golden War Clan, naturally received more attention.
What's more important is that the opponent is also very interesting. The world lord of the Ti Zun world, the only bloodline of Ti Zun in the world, comes to represent the universe this time.
Both of them were topical, and everyone was more interested, and everyone started shouting.
The noise was overwhelming, but Gu Que's brows furrowed. He was not optimistic about Yiyong in this battle.
Yiyong's strength has always been similar to that of the Sky-Eyed Tiger. Although he has more adventures, he still has the power of the inherited body. With the power of inheritance, he is enough to fight against the ancestral realm.
But what we are competing for now is true strength. Although Yiyong has already reached the stage of the sky, he may not be able to defeat this golden war god body.
Ye Rulie is also a proud and arrogant person. He seems to be carefree and heroic, but he takes the competition extremely seriously. As soon as he landed on the stone platform, his skin has completely changed.
Golden light shone everywhere, and his body almost turned into flowing gold. Every inch was so perfect and indestructible.
"Long time no see, descendants of Ti Zun."
There was a crazy fighting spirit in his eyes, because everyone knew that the taijutsu lineage was created by Ti Zun. He is the common respect of all taijutsu cultivators and the great Ninth Five Supreme Being, so he is called Ti Zun.
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The Golden War Clan is also a race that has mastered physical training, and Ye Rulie is one of the best. It is their belief to admire and respect Ti Zun. If he can defeat Ti Zun's descendants, it will be an honor for him.
So he said in a deep voice: "Ye Rulie, the 41st young leader of the Golden War Clan, it is a great honor to be able to fight against the descendants of Ti Zun today."
Tang Yiyong yelled: "Stop talking nonsense! Come directly!"
His figure was ten feet tall, and as his muscles swelled, all his black hair fell off, revealing a bald head like a lamp.
When he punched out, the space buzzed and vibrated, and he punched forward hard.
Ye Rulie was breathing heavily, his eyes were filled with excitement, and his golden fist was pounding straight at him.
The two fists collided in the air, making a loud noise!
The purest collision between physical arts cultivators finally begins.