"The sound of breaking the delusion?" In the volcano of the Rhythm Dao, the figure with a weak breath that seemed to disappear at any time, stared at the broken grid at the moment, and murmured after a long time.
At this moment, a strange light appeared in his eyes.
"Is there really anyone who can comprehend such a note?" After a while, the figure suddenly raised his right hand and pointed at the many small grids in front of him. Suddenly the other grids dimmed instantly, except for one, which was enlarged several times and appeared here.
in front of people.
In the grid, there is a desert.
At this moment, a storm suddenly appeared on the desert, which seemed to be connected with the sky and the earth. A figure flashed out of the violent storm.
It's...Wang Baole!
His long hair was swaying, and his robes had not changed at all from before. Even the wrinkles were not there at all. Only his expression had some surprise, as if the previous battle was a bit surprising to him.
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In fact, this is indeed the case. Wang Baole has only shown half of the power of musical notes. According to his understanding, he will gradually try to see how his ordinary musical notes are.
But he didn't expect that half of it would make the arena unbearable.
"Am I too strong, or is that sissy too weak?" Wang Baole blinked, feeling that he shouldn't be too proud. It was most likely because the other party wasn't strong enough.
Thinking of this, he raised his head and looked around.
Almost at the same time that Wang Baole appeared, the three outside sects were always paying attention to the monks in the small grid. Immediately, someone saw this scene and exclaimed.
"The man who fought with the Red Devil Daozi has appeared!"
As similar sounds came out, soon the monks from the three sects were in their respective sects, looking at the grid world where Wang Baole was. It was actually his battle with Red Devil Daozi that finally collapsed the arena, causing the battle to end.
It is difficult for outsiders to tell the winner.
Therefore, the appearance of Wang Baole immediately attracted everyone's attention, especially... After they searched all other grid arenas and did not see the figure of Red Devil Daozi, the meaning of this gradually caused an uproar.
exploded.
"The Red Devil of Hengqin Sect... didn't even show up!"
"Could it be...could it be that Daozi lost the previous battle?"
"If Daozi really loses, then this person will completely rise to defy heaven!!"
The discussion became increasingly intense, and as the Red Devil never appeared, the speculation became more and more real, especially... among the monks of the Hengqin Sect, someone had made friends with the Red Devil, and used the sound transmission jade slip to inquire, and finally after a short silence
Finally, on the jade slip, the Red Devil gave the answer.
"I lost."
These three words soon spread throughout the Hengqin Sect, and the other two sects also learned about it one after another, which raised the discussion and uproar to a new level again.
The most exciting people here are those who were defeated by Wang Baole. They all found it incredible, especially the first monk who was defeated by Wang Baole. At this moment, his eyes were red with excitement, and his breathing was rapid.
A strong light emerges.
"This is definitely a dark horse. He can defeat Daozi. Although it is unlikely that he will become the number one, it is enough to show that he already has... the possibility of competing for the top three!"
Contrary to the uproar of everyone, the red devil Daozi appeared in his cave in the Hengqin Sect at this moment. He had been standing there in a daze for a long time. His pale face and weak breath seemed to constantly remind him of his failure this time.
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"The last note..." For a long time, the Red Devil murmured bitterly. He had to admit that this time it was the arena that saved him. If the arena had not been unable to bear it in the end, he would have collapsed before the note fell on him. He would have collapsed in advance here.
He and the other party were forcibly teleported and separated. I am afraid that...the current self has been destroyed physically and mentally.
The terrifying nature of that note made Red Devil Daozi feel frightened when he recalled it at this moment, but he was more confused. No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't figure out what kind of note it was that could achieve this kind of helplessness.
Describe the level of horror.
Even in his opinion, it could no longer be regarded as a musical note, because...his bone flute could not withstand the force and fell apart.
And when he was palpitating and confused, in the desert where Wang Baole was, as he moved forward, a figure appeared in the distance between the sky and the earth, looking at Wang Baole and behind him in horror...the storm connecting the sky and the earth.
The person who appeared was Wang Baole's opponent this time. This person had been in the trial, so he didn't know Wang Baole's record, but he was still deeply shocked by the changes in the world caused by Wang Baole's appearance.
Even though Wang Baole was strange in his eyes, the monk didn't think that he could shake the existence that could cause such a storm just by coming, and even vaguely affect the entire arena world...
Therefore, after the body was transformed, the monk glanced at the storm behind Wang Baole with his scalp numb, and immediately chose to admit defeat without hesitation.
The next moment, as the monk disappeared, Wang Baole raised his eyebrows, stood there and let the environment change, and appeared in the next arena.
In this way, time passed slowly. In his own opinion, Wang Baole's next battle was very monotonous, not much different from before, except...the strength of his opponent was a little stronger.
But no matter what kind of opponent he is, Wang Baole only needs one swing. As his notes are restrained and spread to a level that will not collapse the arena, the sound wave formed will instantly drown the opponent and end the battle.
However, what he thought was a monotonous arena match was not so in the eyes of the monks from the three sects outside. Almost all the monks from these three sects were now focusing on Wang Baole. Even Yin Xi and Yue Lingzi were not like Wang Baole.
The level of attention here is high.
After all, the latter is already well-known in its own right, so it won't be a surprise no matter how it wins, but the former... is a dark horse.
Especially the notes when Wang Baole waves his hands are not seriously mystified.
Due to the limitations of the arena, music cannot be heard from within, so until now, the outside monks from the three sects have been unable to know what the sound of Wang Baole's notes is.
They could only see every one of Wang Baole's opponents, under the wave of sound, first looking strange, then angry, then horrified, and finally disappearing.
What's even more weird is that after they were teleported back, they, the losers, all looked ugly, and they never mentioned Wang Baole's notes and sounds, as if this was a taboo for them.
But the frustration and helplessness in his expression became the driving force for everyone's speculation...
"What on earth is that sound? It's so powerful!"
"It must be the sound of nature. No need to think about it. It must be like this. Otherwise, it would not be so powerful."
"I also think it's the sound of nature, but if you lose, you lose. Those people look like they've eaten shit. Why?"