I Predicted Your Prediction
In the stands.
The dean watched the two people slowly ascend the stage, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
Turning his head, he ordered, "Turn off the Heaven Reversal Array."
"Yes."
As orders were issued layer by layer, they quickly reached the elders in charge of debugging and activating the Academy's grand formation.
He shook his head and sighed after receiving the order.
"It's off?"
"I don't care what happens."
The purpose of the Heaven Reversal Array is to prevent ordinary disciples from being injured or killed.
But those who appear next are all Imperial Clan Prodigy, whose families have no shortage of Sacred Medicine.
Moreover, only the most realistic battles can hone one's skills.
Soon, the arena began to change.
Many of the smaller arenas that had been there before began to move.
The ground trembled, and the two forces merged into a single, enormous arena.
The pale golden light that had been surrounding the arena disappeared, replaced by a protective barrier.
The cheers from the audience were deafening.
Some people stood up in excitement, some craned their necks to push forward, and some even stepped on the back of the chairs.
"Go, Qin Wangchuan! Show the spirit you used to suppress the Alien Race!"
Gu Tianye went to his sister's side on the viewing platform.
He didn't sit down, but stood and watched.
"Brother, that was a great play." Gu Yixuan noticed that her brother was in a bad mood and gently comforted him.
"Pretty?"
Gu Tianye asked a question without turning his head.
He knew his previous battle was flawless, but his opponent was merely Prodigy from one of the thousands of states.
Above them are top Prodigy from Upper Thousand Provinces, as well as Prodigy from the Immortal Court.
Not to mention top Prodigy like Qin Wangchuan from the Immortal Court.
Whenever he looked at them, he would think: Ah, these are the people who can change the world.
I wouldn't have paid attention to anyone else.
But...
Thinking about it, his gaze fell on Qin Wangchuan.
"Do you think he's gotten weaker?" Gu Tianye asked.
Gu Yixuan's gaze also fell on Qin Wangchuan.
He stood still in front of Ji Wuchen, a strange feeling spreading around him.
A feeling that sends shivers down your spine.
It wasn't Killing Intent, nor was it intimidation; it was something deeper.
It was as if what stood there was not a person, but an abyss.
"It didn't get weaker, it actually got stronger."
Gu Tianye nodded, his gaze falling on Ji Wuchen, who was opposite Qin Wangchuan.
"Yun Zexuan said he became weaker after he lost that wheel."
"But when I first met him, he didn't have that thing."
On the arena.
Ji Wuchen stood with his halberd drawn.
The halberd is long and slender, and its entire body is dark.
Taixu Halberd.
Although he was proficient in all weapons, he chose the halberd at this moment to bid farewell to the past.
He was once defeated by Qin Wangchuan in the Qin Clan using a halberd.
Instead of making a move, he began to explain his Natal Dharma.
"The Natal Dharma? <Time, Hear Me>."
"A method for manipulating the flow of time."
"I've only just grasped it, and there are many limitations."
"But the results will surprise you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Wuchen's aura suddenly changed.
It wasn't sharpness, nor was it Killing Intent.
It's something eerie.
It was as if invisible ripples were spreading from him.
Wherever it passed, the air stagnated, dust particles hovered, and even the light seemed to be stretched.
I'm looking forward to it.
Qin Wangchuan raised his hand.
The Ten Directions Profound Sword was drawn from its sheath, its blade gleaming in the afterglow of the setting sun.
However, as soon as he raised his sword, he realized something was wrong.
It felt as if a dome had silently descended from above.
My movements have slowed down.
He lowered his eyes.
Beneath their feet, a speck of dust, whipped up by a strong gust of wind, was slowly settling down.
Slow.
It's unusually slow.
There was no time to think.
A major battle is about to break out.
Behind Ji Wuchen, the Void Divine Feather suddenly bloomed.
With a flap of his purple wings, he instantly teleported in front of Qin Wangchuan.
Quick.
It was so fast that its trajectory was almost invisible.
In the audience, countless people didn't even realize what was happening.
All that could be seen was a flash of purple light.
In the next instant, the halberd was already at his throat!
Quick.
So fast that it left no afterimage, so fast that Qin Wangchuan's sword was only halfway raised when the cold halberd tip was already three inches from his throat.
There were no frills, no empty gestures.
It's the purest form of a straight thrust.
The halberd tip, carrying a chilling aura, aimed straight for the vital point.
The next moment.
The halberd's edge pierced through.
Qin Wangchuan's figure vanished.
Ji Wuchen's pupils contracted sharply.
It missed!
Qin Wangchuan's figure appeared from the side.
Holding the Mystic Law Sword, he strolled along leisurely.
The next instant, another version of him appeared on the other side.
Two, four, eight... In the blink of an eye, the entire arena was filled with Qin Wangchuan.
Each one is lifelike, and each one has the same aura.
Below the stage, Chu Wujiu suddenly slapped his thigh.
"Oh dear! How could he forget that!"
"Qin Wangchuan possesses a law called <Boundary Defining Existence>!"
Yan Wujin and the others nearby nodded in agreement, their faces showing understanding.
Only Yun Zexuan cast a surprised glance at him.
Boundary Defining Existence.
Qin Wangchuan rarely used this trick, yet Chu Wujiu, that rough and unrefined man, remembered it.
'He really wants to win.'
Yun Zexuan nodded inwardly, then turned his gaze back to the stage.
On the arena, Ji Wuchen did not rashly attack the illusions.
His gaze swept over countless afterimages, his brows furrowed, then suddenly relaxed.
Suddenly I looked up!
"Here!"
Before he finished speaking, Divine Feather flapped his wings again, soaring into the sky and thrusting his halberd towards his head!
Ripples spread across the void.
Qin Wangchuan's figure emerged from the ripples, standing in mid-air, with the same Void Divine Feather behind him.
He looked down at the halberd thrusting towards him, neither dodging nor even moving.
He simply raised one hand.
His face showed an expression of certainty, and there was even a hint of a smile in his eyes.
You guessed right.
A black crack suddenly appeared in front of his palm, like a wound on the Great Dao, containing only emptiness.
Slaughtering Dao Heavenly Scar!
Ji Wuchen's halberd tip pierced through the crack, only to be instantly swallowed up by it.
He decisively abandoned his halberd and retreated, but it was too late.
The crack did not disappear; Qin Wangchuan simply flipped his hand over.
Pointing his fingertip at Ji Wuchen's brow, a dim light shone forth.
Heavenly Ruins Tribulation Finger!
This single finger strike can even break the Heaven and Earth Law; anyone struck in the physical body will surely die.
Given the distance, there was simply no way to dodge it... but that was before!
A glint of light flashed in Ji Wuchen's eyes.
With the blessing of his Natal Dharma, his own time flow accelerated.
Everything around them slowed down instantly.
It was so slow that he could see every inch of the finger's light advancing, so slow that the trajectory of that eerie light seemed to spread slowly underwater.
The landing point and trajectory are all clearly visible.
The Divine Feather fluttered behind him, then he turned to the side.
'I can dodge it!'
He had just thought this when he moved to the left.
Yu Guangzhong, a Heavenly Suspended Silk hangs silently to his left, having waited for a long time.
His pupils contracted, and he immediately glanced to the right.
Sure enough, there were some.
Attack from both sides.
Two Heavenly Suspended Silk hung there silently, like a pre-woven net, just waiting for him to walk into it.
Despite falling into a trap, Ji Wuchen's lips curled into a slight smile.
"As expected of you, you're not as simple as you seem."
'But all of this was also within my expectations!'