Douluo: Peerless Sky Eye Yuhao

The second match between the Body Sect and the Haotian Sect ended in a draw.

The martial spirit of the Body Sect awakened for the second time, and facing the Clear Sky Hammer, which is known as the most powerful martial spirit on the continent, the final result can only be a draw.

The huge competition stage was almost completely destroyed and had to be repaired urgently.

The battle between power-type soul masters is so simple and unpretentious.

The scorching sun and the passion of the game ignited the audience's expectations.

Finally, under the gaze of hundreds of thousands of people, the captains of the two teams walked out of the waiting area one after another and came to the competition stage.

Whether it is Long Aotian or Tang Wei, although they have never taken action before, anyone who knows the business will understand that they are definitely the strongest contenders for the strongest individual strength in this competition.

For a moment, the teams that remained in the rest area started discussing with each other. Everyone had their own ideas about the final winner, and it was quite lively.

Entering the competition stage, the moment the two looked at each other, two suffocating auras collided directly.

The left side is round and harmonious, like an impregnable barrier, but vaguely mixed with the sharp swords of thousands of troops moving together on a battlefield.

The right side is heavy, as majestic as a mountain that has stood for thousands of years. Once exposed to this momentum, one's subconscious mind will inexplicably feel as if trapped among the mountains, lamenting one's own insignificance.

Unbreakable Douluo Zheng Zhan did not stop the two from looking at each other. Deep in his eyes, there was only shock.

In terms of cultivation, he was much better than the two young men in front of him, but in terms of the integration of soul power and mental power, he was far behind.

With his keen eyesight, it is not difficult to see that the future achievements of the two will definitely not be lower than those of Super Douluo.

"The outcome of this match will determine whether your two teams stay or go. Are you ready?" Bupo Douluo glanced at the two of them, and after they nodded, he nodded and said, "Both parties, tell each other your names."

"Long Aotian."

"Tang Wei."

"Retreat to the edge of the competition stage."

The two men turned around and retreated silently without any hesitation.

When they stood still, everyone in the audience breathed a little more nervously.

Bupo Douluo raised his arm high, then slashed it downwards, and his voice resounded: "The game begins!"

After he finished speaking, Long Aotian slowly walked forward. There seemed to be no changes in him, but in the eyes of the audience, a strange picture appeared. Long Aotian was clearly there, but it seemed as if his figure was everywhere on the competition stage.

This situation surprised the audience, and they were whispering to each other.

The strong men at the scene all showed expressions of admiration.

"Harmony between man and nature." As an opponent, Tang Wei recognized him at a glance, with a slight smile on his lips. He also walked forward. Suddenly, a dark light lit up from behind him.

Wow.

In an instant, there was an uproar.

But behind Tang Wei, a huge hammer shadow appeared, as huge as a mountain, thick and solid.

Click.

A scene that shocked everyone appeared as the two men moved forward.

The collision of two artistic conceptions.

When Long Aotian and Tang Wei were exactly a hundred meters apart, the light nearby seemed to be swallowed up by the alien space, making everything dim, and there was a sense that the space was collapsing, with layers of cracks appearing.

I don’t know how many people were stunned by this peculiar way of fighting.

Whether it was the floor under the feet of Long Aotian or Tang Wei, as they moved forward, deep footprints were left behind. Although the two men seemed calm, their soul power and mental power had already been running rapidly. At this time, they could no longer stop whenever they wanted. Once anyone stopped first, it would be like a speeding car suddenly turning and would immediately overturn.

So...the two people's choice is to fight.

When the distance reached fifty meters, the strange change occurred again. The floor behind the two people was completely shattered, and the stones were directly turned into powder, which was scattered by the fluctuations of the two artistic conception.

On the contrary, the floor at the center of the collision was intact.

But the air was extremely miserable, because the space seemed to be broken and distorted, as if a vortex appeared out of thin air.

Tang Wei's state of mind was as heavy as a mountain. When the momentum brushed over Long Aotian's body, his muscles suddenly tensed up, his blood kept surging, and every step he took was like carrying a huge rock of ten thousand pounds. His breathing became even rougher, and his bones kept making frictional crackling sounds.

Long Aotian's state of mind was like an enemy formation that could not be broken through from all sides. Tang Wei felt that he was trapped in it. No matter how hard he tried, he could not break through the blockade. And as time went by, the enemy formation continued to shrink. There were clanging and roaring of soldiers and horses everywhere, which constantly eroded his heart and forced him to surrender, but there was a glimmer of hope hidden in it.

“In the battle of artistic conception, they did not dodge each other, but allowed the other party's artistic conception to cover their bodies to determine the winner. The talents of these two people are indeed terrifying, and they already have the potential to become Super Douluo.” On the Shrek Academy side, Yan Shaozhe came to the team at some point, his tone full of approval.

artistic conception.

The Shrek people are not unfamiliar with this word. In fact, there are quite a few students who have mastered the artistic conception.

Huo Yuhao’s sun artistic conception, Ma Xiaotao’s fire artistic conception, and Xue Di’s ice and snow artistic conception.

To put it bluntly, artistic conception is not something particularly high-end and mysterious. It is just a general term that actually refers to many things. For example, Ji Juechen's sword intent or skills like the Killing God Domain can also be regarded as a kind of artistic conception. You can also understand it as a special combat skill, such as Mu Lao's dominance over the world.

At this stage, these two people have integrated the artistic conception into their soul power and mental power, and expressed it in the form of combat skills.

Only by mastering the artistic conception can one become a Super Douluo. This is the stepping stone, but this also leads to the fact that not many people know about it.

In fact, for the strong Extreme Douluo, the need for soul skills is no longer that important. Even if they do not use soul skills throughout the whole process, they can rely on the state of mind to bless their own soul power or mental power to wipe out the ninety-eighth level Super Douluo.

This unique fighting style on the field was absolutely new to the audience. People had never thought that the battle between soul masters could be conducted in this way.

They didn’t understand what artistic conception was, they only knew that the changes happening around the two people were very special and looked very cool.

Amid heated discussions among all parties, changes were quietly taking place on the field.

The distance between Long Aotian and Tang Wei is getting closer.

In the end, the two were only a few meters apart.

"I heard that your Haotian Sect is hidden in the mountains, so the artistic conception you are pursuing is the majestic mountains, which is very strong." Long Aotian was under great pressure, like an athlete doing weightlifting, but facing Tang Wei, he remained calm.

"You are also very strong." Tang Wei maintained his heart and did not let the sharp edge break through. He said seriously, "You are obviously the state of harmony between man and nature, but the strange thing is that it seems to be more than just harmony between man and nature. It's like the most ethereal and desireless white cloud has turned into a thunderous dark cloud with an astonishing offensive."

Tang Wei changed his tone and said, "The only pity is that you don't seem to have completely walked through this path. Your attack is fierce, but the stamina is insufficient and the killing is not strong enough, otherwise my defense will definitely be broken by you."

Hearing this, Long Aotian raised his eyebrows. Tang Wei had guessed everything about his current situation.

It was too difficult to combine the unity of heaven and man with the killing method of the God of War. If it weren't for the fact that the combination of the two would be very powerful, and if he hadn't inherited the throne of God, he would never have taken this path.

Allowing the other party's state of mind to invade the body, and at the same time exerting all his soul and mental power, the burden on the body is quite astonishing.

Both Long Aotian and Tang Wei slowly felt the tingling pain in their meridians.

Almost immediately, the two of them made the same choice in tacit agreement. They released their spirit rings and used the power of their spirit rings to complete the final artistic conception competition.

The next moment, a scene that made the whole audience exclaim appeared.

In this difficult confrontation, faint lights began to flicker under the feet of Long Aotian and Tang Wei, and soon, soul rings slowly rose up.

Yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, and red.

Yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, and red.

"They are all Soul Saints."

"A hundred thousand year spirit ring. They actually also have a hundred thousand year spirit ring."

The same seven rings, the same configuration, instantly made the audience excited.

In the rest area, the faces of the major teams suddenly changed, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts that it was fortunate that these two teams met, otherwise they would be quite passive no matter who they faced.

With the appearance of the soul ring, the two auras on the competition stage became stronger and stronger, but surprisingly, the collision of artistic conception did not cause the space to break, and there was not even any special effect.

It was like two people summoned spirit rings and then stood still and confronted each other. It was a very ordinary scene.

Only Bupo Douluo, who was on the competition stage, clearly felt that Long Aotian and Tang Wei each had a strange power.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, something strange happened.

Whether it was Long Aotian or Tang Wei, their bodies were shining with brilliant light, one was jade-colored and the other was inky black.

With artistic conception as a supplement, soul rings, soul power and mental power as the main factors.

The two kinds of light turned into fists above their heads, and then, under the gazes of hundreds of thousands of people, they collided fiercely.

At the moment of collision, a dazzling light flashed, and ordinary people at the scene subconsciously closed their eyes.

Relying on the sharing of mental detection, the Shrek people may be the only ones who can see the situation on the competition stage except for the top powerhouses.

The moment the two fists collided, a mountain shaped like the Clear Sky Hammer appeared on the competition stage. It was as solid as a real entity, with thousands of murderous auras flying around it, constantly eroding the mountain.

The inside of the mountain shattered, but it never collapsed completely. The murderous aura was limited in amount, and eventually it was unable to continue and dissipated.

"Tang Wei won." Huo Yuhao said almost immediately.

When the dazzling light faded, the audience looked towards the stage in a hurry, but were all stunned.

But on the competition stage, Long Aotian and Tang Wei had both retracted their spirit rings, and the strangeness around them no longer existed.

Obviously the results have emerged.

"No, I didn't see it."

The audience was dissatisfied and shouted excitedly, why did they have to dodge every time at the critical moment? Can they watch the game happily?
It’s like after the foreplay, when you’re ready to have sex, you find out that the other person’s relatives have come, and you feel extremely uncomfortable.

"You win." Long Aotian said readily. He didn't feel any regret about the defeat.

Tang Wei shook his head and said, "I am not better than you. We won the game today, but there is no winner between you and me. If there is a next time, we will compete again. I hope that by then, your artistic conception will have been perfected."

"Okay." Long Aotian nodded with a smile, and then took the initiative to signal Bupo Douluo, "We lost."

Bupo Douluo witnessed the whole process, and the shock in his eyes had not subsided. He nodded with emotion and announced: "I declare that the winner of this game is Haotian Sect, and they have successfully advanced to the top 16."

"Xu."

However, the imagined cheers did not come, because without seeing the last moment, the audience booed to express their dissatisfaction.

Of course, not to the contestants, but to the competition itself.

Bupo Douluo simply ignored it and waved for the staff to come up and repair the competition stage.

Long Aotian and Tang Wei returned to their respective teams.

"Sorry everyone, I lost." Long Aotian looked at his companions with some apology.

Vina smiled and took the initiative to step forward and hold Long Aotian's arm: "Just an apology is not enough. You have to treat us to a big meal."

"Everyone said it right?"

"Yes."

"Sister Na is right, Boss, you have to treat us."

"I want bluefin tuna."

"Why would I want to eat that? I want to eat the shark fin of the Demon Soul Great White Shark."

"You want to kill the boss, and you're also going to kill the Demon Soul Great White Shark."

The members of the Body Sect immediately became noisy, and seemed very calm about their failure and elimination.

Are you kidding? They were planning to kill Xu Tianran, the crown prince of the Sun Moon Empire, but they never thought of fighting to the end. That would be detrimental to the promotion of the plan. If they lose, they lose.

Long Aotian smiled and said, “No problem. After returning to the sect, I will go fishing in the sea.”

Wuhu.

A group of people celebrated loudly, looking as if they were the winners.

On the way back to the rest area, Vina still held Long Aotian's arm and said, "Aotian, how is your integration of the two realms going?"

"There has been progress in the unity of nature and man, but the way of killing inherited from the God of War still remains where it is. The two are not harmoniously combined. This is also the reason why I lost in the artistic conception competition just now. Perhaps, if I want to hone it well, I must do it on the battlefield." Long Aotian said helplessly.

Vina fell silent for a moment. In this era, there were wars, but at least there were none at this stage. There was really no place for Long Aotian to hone his skills.

rostrum.

"Your Highness. The Body Sect..." Jing Hongchen stood up, walked in front of Xu Tianran, and bowed respectfully.

Xu Tianran interrupted him and said calmly: "Master Hongchen, I understand your feelings, but now is not the time to clash with the Body Sect. Believe it or not, there are several Titled Douluo masters from the Body Sect hiding in the audience area."

Hearing this, Jing Hongchen's angry heart seemed to be poured with cold water, and he quickly calmed down. Yes, if they could send the strongest disciples to participate in the competition, how could there not be a strong protective force standing by? Thinking of this, Jing Hongchen said reluctantly but helplessly: "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I was reckless."

"It's okay." Xu Tianran said calmly, "The Body Sect has become the state religion of the Tianhun Empire. When my Sun and Moon cavalry crushes them in the future, I will kill as many people from the Body Sect as there are. I promise you."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Jing Hongchen bowed respectfully, then sat back down, his eyes sweeping across the rest area where the Benti Sect was located, a fierce look flashed across his eyes.

He has not forgotten the revenge for the attack on Mingde Hall. (End of this chapter)