Everyone, I Have Lost...
How can there be pain in a virtual world?!
Golden Crocodile's expression changed drastically.
At that moment, he no longer cared about the pain he was experiencing.
"What's going on here?"
The Golden Crocodile strained to raise its head and roared towards the sky.
That shout seemed to have exhausted all the strength of his aged body.
His neck no longer had the strength to support his head tilted back.
Bang.
His face was covered in wrinkles, and his head was covered in white hair. He made intimate contact with the invisible ground, feeling utterly powerless.
Pain.
It originates from the cortical nerves of the brain and is transmitted into the brain.
Another wave of deep heartache erupted.
The Golden Crocodile collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
The series of movements he had just made seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and at this moment he did not want to move an inch.
The heaviness in his body made him not want to get up.
My eyelids started to droop at this moment, and I tried hard to close my eyes and fall into a deep sleep.
But.
Golden Crocodile, however, struggled to force his eyelids open.
He has a direct approach.
If he falls asleep now, he may never escape this vivid dream again.
He has to keep going; he can't sleep!
The act of forcibly opening his eyelids made his eyes feel a little dry.
He felt a thin layer of mist covering his eyes, making it impossible for him to see the ink-wash-like world before him.
In the entire gray and white world, only heavy breathing could be heard.
The breath was heavy, yet extremely short. It seemed as if the person would stop breathing at any moment, and then vanish without a trace.
But miraculously, he managed to hold on to that breath.
The world of ink painting transcends time.
No one knows how much time has passed; even the Golden Crocodile himself doesn't know.
At that moment, his breathing finally became smooth.
The pain throughout my body has improved and is no longer a dull ache.
As his breathing slowed, a surge of strength seemed to gather within his aged body, and he struggled to his feet.
In a crooked and twisted manner.
He finally pinned his thighs firmly to the ground like two pillars.
His body appeared somewhat hunched.
He was no different from any other elderly person.
At this moment, he calmed down from his initial fear and anxiety.
This empty, gray world has no end.
The sky above, the ground beneath our feet, and everything around us were all gray and white.
He felt as if he were at the very center of a sphere.
Go out?
The Golden Crocodile shook its head; there was no way it could get out.
He began to think about the details of his battle with Li Mubai.
Memories flashed through my mind like paintings.
Finally.
I stood there for an unknown amount of time.
He suddenly remembered the moment when the red light on Li Mubai's arm lit up.
At the same time.
It seems another black Soul Ring has appeared.
Only.
The red light was so intense that he overlooked this detail.
"This... could it be another Soul Skill that specializes in Spiritual Power?"
Golden Crocodile truly lives up to its reputation as a living fossil of the Spirit Hall.
In just a short time, he came to a conclusion.
At present.
The world he inhabits is an illusion.
But.
All the harm caused in the world at this moment sends false information to the brain, making the brain believe that the body has really been harmed, thus causing various kinds of pain.
"Li Mubai, you truly have impressive skills!"
The Golden Crocodile laughed heartily.
His words couldn't help but praise this rising star of the Spirit Hall.
Such talent is rare indeed.
The good news is that this person is currently an elder of the Spirit Hall.
With the disciples of the Upper Three Sects who eat meat, I fear the Spirit Hall will never have a peaceful day again.
The old Golden Crocodile Lian Shan smiled.
He came up with a way to break the deadlock.
That's death!
In this world, one cannot sleep; one can only die.
The mind and body are inherently one. In this way, the body's protective mechanisms will be triggered, and he will instantly escape from this world.
Thinking about this...
The Golden Crocodile burst into laughter.
"Hahaha... hahaha... hahaha..."
The laughter ended.
No further words.
He raised his fist and smashed it directly into the heart of his aged body.
One punch, two punches, three punches...
At the same time.
In the arena.
A sudden glint of light appeared in the eyes of the giant crocodile's golden body.
"Just as I thought!"
Looking at the familiar scene, and hearing the familiar cheers in my ears.
The Golden Crocodile couldn't help but laugh heartily to himself.
That place just now truly left me feeling utterly powerless.
And now,
We're finally free!!!
The enormous claws still made a whooshing sound as they tore through the air.
His movements did not stop.
Li Mubai, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve?
The Golden Crocodile looked at Li Mubai, who appeared tiny in its massive claws, and a hint of admiration appeared in its eyes.
Right.
It's about appreciation, not mockery!
He now greatly admires the young man before him!
Li Mubai stared directly into the giant Golden Crocodile's golden eyes.
He knew.
The Golden Crocodile has escaped.
Zhuang Zhou Dreams of a Butterfly —was he truly unable to control himself?
This is a mental attack Soul Skill.
It can pull the opponent's mind into a virtual world.
Once the other person cries out helplessly in this world and eventually falls into a deep sleep, they will truly never wake up again.
However, this Soul Skill has a fatal weakness.
That means the other person's spiritual body cannot commit suicide in the virtual world.
Otherwise, the opponent will break free from the control of the Soul Skill.
He knew the Golden Crocodile would eventually break free of control, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.
But.
He still has a backup plan.
The ultimate move, designed to slay the Spiritual Power, Forgetting Both Self and Things; it was already prepared long before Zhuang Zhou Dreams of a Butterfly was unleashed.
If the Golden Crocodile still doesn't intend to stop, he will unleash this Soul Skill at the Golden Crocodile without hesitation.
There will be not a shred of pity.
After all.
If the Golden Crocodile were to actually strike, his physical body would have no chance of withstanding it.
Golden Crocodile, if you are truly the Golden Crocodile I know, what would you choose?
Li Mubai revealed a relaxed smile.
And at this moment.
A smile began to appear in the eyes of the giant golden crocodile.
Waaaaah...
The sound of the wind in Li Mubai's ears suddenly stopped.
The giant golden claw stopped a hair's breadth above Li Mubai's head.
You could say it's just right!
This was done intentionally by the Golden Crocodile, serving both as a deterrent and a way to show that they were giving up.
And at this moment.
The Soul Master in the audience were stunned.
Has it stopped?
Why?
These two questions were on everyone's mind.
On the highest observation deck.
The elders, as well as Bibi Dong, Hu Liena, and the others, were all stunned.
They didn't understand.
Why did the Golden Crocodile suddenly stop his attack when it seemed like he had the upper hand?
The giant crocodile's golden body began to dissipate like sand from its head.
The Golden Crocodile's body slowly descended to the ground, landing in front of Li Mubai.
"The Yangtze River's waves push the previous waves forward, the previous waves die on the beach, the younger generation is truly formidable!"
"Li Mubai, you are the first person I truly admire from the bottom of my heart. Your arrival at the Spirit Hall is a blessing bestowed upon the Spirit Hall."
Do not slacken, cherish your youth, lest you find only withered flowers and bare branches.
"Your future is a bright future, a sky ablaze with rosy clouds..."
Golden Crocodile shook his head as he spoke, then turned and took a few steps away.
He really looked much older at that moment.
He tilted his head back, facing the highest observation deck and the millions of Soul Master in the audience, and suddenly opened his mouth and said loudly:
"Gentlemen, I have lost..."