The other party cannot see himself. This is not because Wang Baole is special, but because when he perceives the other party's melody, he himself becomes one with the melody to a certain extent.
It was as if he himself had become a part of the opponent's music, which caused the monk of the Music Path to use all his strength, and the music covered all directions, but he was unable to notice that Wang Baole was not far away.
At this moment, as Wang Baole spoke, although the expression of the music monk changed and he was shocked, he had studied the law of hearing and desire for many years, and he was very good at music, so he noticed this problem almost instantly.
, the body retreated without hesitation, and quickly retracted all the music that had been scattered in all directions.
This made it slightly more obvious to Wang Baole. At any other time, the rhythmic monk might not have been able to detect this kind of rhythmic sound that was similar to his own, but now he was fully focused on it, so he gradually noticed it.
Clues.
"So it's hidden here!" As he spoke, the music monk felt a little embarrassed. As he backed away, he raised his right hand and pointed towards the place where he felt Wang Baole was hiding.
Suddenly, the music around it made an astonishing rustling sound, and even the trees in the jungle shook violently, forming a sonic boom-like roar, directly crushing Wang Baole.
Wherever it passed, the void was distorted, and the sound carried a certain meaning of destruction, as if it was going to destroy Wang Baole and turn it into ashes.
Seeing the sonic boom coming, Wang Baole not only did not dodge, but his eyes even lit up. He found that the speed of condensation of musical notes in his body actually reached its peak at this moment.
Three, five, ten, twenty... one after another, the runes continued to gather, making Wang Baole himself shocked.
"What is going on..." Although it was shocking, it was more of a surprise, so even if the power of the sonic boom arrived, Wang Baole sat there motionless, letting the sonic boom envelope him in an instant.
Seen from a distance, the endless music has become concrete, as if it outlines the shape of a leaf, and Wang Baole is in the center of the leaf, wrapped in it and seems to be being crushed.
It seemed like this, but in fact, Wang Baole was extremely happy in his heart, and his breathing was a little rapid. He was afraid that he would expose his strength and scare the other party, so he would no longer assist him in his practice.
So Wang Baole's expression soon showed pain, as if he was barely holding on to the sonic boom and was about to collapse.
"It's just that." Seeing this scene, the monk of the Rhythm Road breathed a sigh of relief and snorted coldly. He thought that he had been in seclusion for many years and was different from before. Although his opponent was hiding here in a strange way, under his own attack, he finally
Still going to fail.
A sense of pride emerged in his heart, so the Rhythm Dao monk looked coldly at Wang Baole, who seemed to be in pain, and spoke calmly.
"For ten breaths at most, you will definitely die. If you beg for mercy now, I might be able to give you a way to survive."
His words made Wang Baole a little moved, but also a little self-blame. After all, although the other party seemed arrogant, his words did not mean to kill him.
"That's all, since he has good karma, then I will give him a good result." Wang Baole thought of this and continued to immerse himself in his own insights.
Just like that, ten breaths passed, and as Wang Baole showed signs of struggle again, the monk from the Rhythm Path slowly frowned. He felt something was wrong. Normally, the person in front of him at this moment should be
You just can't bear it.
But the other party has been holding on until now, which made the Rhythm Dao monk's eyes flash. He was unwilling to increase his efforts before, not because he didn't kill, but because he didn't want to consume too much of his own strength.
After all, his ambition is to hit the top ten and strive for first place.
But now, seeing that Wang Baole was still supporting him, he was worried that things would change later, and as a bright light appeared in his eyes, he snorted coldly.
"Since you are looking for death, don't blame me." As he said this, the music monk raised his right hand and suddenly grabbed Wang Baole from the air. With this grab, the shadows of leaves formed by the music around Wang Baole suddenly suddenly
It bent up and tightly wrapped Wang Baole inside. With the force, it seemed as if it was going to crush him alive.
The music monk also smiled ferociously, but soon his eyes slowly opened wide and his pupils gradually shrank. After a while, he instinctively swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his expression changed from incredulous to horrified as he breathed rapidly.
In fact, he couldn't help being shocked. He didn't feel it deeply before, but now his spiritual thoughts were integrated into the music to control the crushing of the music, making him clearly feel that the leaves he transformed seemed to be wrapped around him.
Just like a piece of iron, there is no squeezing force at all.
He even had a feeling that his own leaves had collapsed, and he was afraid that nothing would happen to the other party either.
In fact, this was indeed the case. The leaves transformed by this music looked fierce, but they had no effect on Wang Baole at all. But when the matter reached this point, he could no longer hide it, so he raised his head and looked helplessly at the man with a changed expression.
The pale Eurythmy monk glanced at him.
This glance seemed to crush the last ray of strength in his heart. With rapid breathing, the body of the Rhythm Dao monk suddenly retreated and fled quickly without looking back.
He was trembling in his heart at this moment. He had already realized that he was afraid that he might have encountered a powerful person hidden in the three sects...
"I've always heard that in each of the three sects, there are people who like to hide their strength. Damn it...how did you meet me!" In his heart, he was going crazy. The rhythm monk was faster. As for Wang Baole, he sighed at this moment.
"The rhythm has been reduced too much..." Wang Baole shook his head. He just wanted to feel the notes with peace of mind. As he sighed, his body swayed slightly, and with the clicking sound, the rhythm leaves outside his body collapsed instantly.
Then he raised his head and looked at the direction in which the music monk was escaping. Wang Baole waved his hand casually, and a hundred thousand musical notes were superimposed in his body. It did not explode completely, but only moved slightly. Suddenly, the void in front of him roared and collapsed, just like this arena world.
As if they couldn't bear it anymore, a shocking crack like a black python was formed, and it went straight towards the distant Eurythmy monks, roaring and spreading away.
This scene caused a complete change in the expression of the music monk. From his perspective, the world of the arena seemed to be torn apart, and the black python tearing it all apart was right in front of him.
"I surrender!!" At the critical moment, the monk of the Rhythm Dao made a sharp voice, fearing that if he spoke a little slower, he would be torn apart instantly like the void.