Quest Master of Konoha

Arena · Eighth floor.

With the use of the first solution by the old man of the country, the surrounding temperature continued to rise, from the initial twenty degrees to about sixty degrees, and the air was slightly distorted, like a huge steamer that was airtight.

Yakumo immediately held his breath, this was the experience he had accumulated from his previous failures.

The surrounding air has hidden the spiritual power of the old man of the country. If it is inhaled, it is extremely difficult to remove, and it can even burn under the excitation of the latter.

The first few times... Yakumo didn't hold his breath, but his lungs burst into flames, and he was directly ignited into a human-shaped torch.

"Fairy Mode, open!"

"The mark of prayer, open!"

When Yakumo was gaining momentum, the virtual space directly ignited an orange-red flame, like countless fire lotuses that were waiting to be released.

"Xianfa·Woodun·Blood Soul Armor."

Yakumo instantly put on the blood-colored armor, that is, at this moment, the surrounding fire lotuses gradually gathered, and the arena was transformed into a sea of ​​fire.

"Fire Domain."

"Eternal Sleep Mist."

The lead-grey mist rolled and spread.

The old man Chongguo's eyes narrowed slightly, and the surrounding temperature rose instantly.

Yakumo only heard a low, old voice.

"Such evil spirits should be purified with a blade."

In the orange-red fire, the lead-gray mist continued to tumble under the burning of the fire, and gradually the high temperature evaporated, and the unknown evil spirit in the depths of the mist let out a painful howl.

Yakumo and Shigekuni looked at each other, guarding each other.

In this old man, Yakumo felt a very special bearing, as if he had seen everything in the world after going through all kinds of hardships, and he seemed to have a strong command and vision.

Incomprehensible, incomprehensible.

Ancient, vicissitudes, bursting.

Yakumo's eternal sleep fog has been restrained and lost its own function, and the will of the oldest **** of death cannot be shaken at all.

His intelligence attribute is above ninety points.

This was the reason why Yakumo failed repeatedly. In the absence of a big gap in skills, the gap between the most basic attributes, even if it was only five or six points, would still... directly affect the outcome of the battle.

This time is different from the past, Yakumo has mastered a new skill.

"Soul ban!"

Yakumo spoke softly, and the energy of the soul spread around. During the process of spreading, this energy turbulently changed to form an invisible field.

The flaming flames were gradually compressed and even extinguished.

"What a strange energy."

The old man of the country, swinging the Zanpakutō, floating slashes... It was like Haiyan swept across the sea at an extremely fast speed, without causing any waves at all.

The flame, which had been extinguished, burned again, and the sound of glass cracking gradually came out from the realm constructed by soul energy, as if the realm was gradually collapsing.

The old man of the country moved forward and asked at the same time.

"Young man, do you have someone you want to protect?"

"certainly."

"But... you're still too weak."

The fiery blade had already struck, and Yakumo swung the blade to block.

Both of them are master-level swordsmen, and it is difficult to instantly determine the winner during the battle, and they can only keep fighting in the sea of ​​​​fire.

"Young man, only specialization can reach the peak."

"Your studies are quite messy, so it's hard to wait for the peak."

Don't worry, I'm hanging, Yakumo secretly said in his heart.

Ding.

The two weapons collided, and Yakumo took the opportunity to withdraw immediately.

"Tempering of Holy Light."

"Swallow solution, the blade is like a fire, and the residual fire is too much."

The two opened up at the same time, Yakumo held the demon, and a pure white flame ignited under his gaze, and the two flames crossed and competed.

"Do you also master flames?"

"I just borrowed the power of the sun."

"That's interesting."

The wisdom of the old man of the country is no doubt that of ordinary people. He is not as rigid and mechanical as the first few floors of the arena, and he is more flesh and blood... He can have normal conversations.

It can even be provoked through words... but the ending is not very good.

In Yakumo's mind, the image of himself being dismantled into eight pieces appeared.

"Thousand Layers of Flame Prison."

The Zanpakutō was stabbed into the ground, the entire arena gradually cracked, and countless magma erupted outwards. The temperature of the entire world increased at a speed of justice and terror, and the blood-colored armor showed a state of burning.

"Infinite Flame Prison...Break!"

The old man Chongguo stood in place, and his surroundings had been transformed into an absolute forbidden area. Under this move, Yakumo lost countless times.

The enemy's attack was very simple, raising the temperature of the entire arena to the level of the surface of the sun, directly burning Yakumo into coke.

"Young man, how are you going to resist this move?"

"It was really impossible at first, but now I can give it a try."

Yakumo intends to fight with a new skill derived from Soul Soul Fruit, Soul Imprisonment, the infinite fire of the old man of the country.

If one layer of Soul Confinement is not enough, continue to stack the skills.

"Soul ban!"

"Soul ban!

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"Soul ban!

! "

One, two, three, ten.

The energy of Yakumo's soul flows at an extremely fast speed, the multiple composite soul positions are superimposed to form an unshakable barrier, and the lava flowing in the arena is strongly suppressed to the depths of the ground.

Those tumbling flames quickly dissipated.

The ambient temperature dropped rapidly, and there were no more flames.

At this moment, the complexion of the old man of Chongguo changed slightly, showing a surprised expression for the first time. In his opinion, the enemy was just bursting out with a powerful spiritual pressure.

But this spiritual pressure actually limited his flame ability.

It feels incredible.

With a flash of golden light, Yakumo appeared beside the old man of the country, and in his hand... The Demon-Fuing Blade slashed mercilessly. After suppressing the flame field burning in the environment, he began to attack the enemy.

And, using the technique of flying thunder god.

The speed increased a few steps in an instant, the golden shadow continued to attack the old man of the country, and the frequency of weapon collisions reached a state of a hundred times per second.

Unable to attack for a long time, Yakumo's breathing adjusted his own breathing, and there was a very short gap in the offensive, but it was perfectly grasped by the old man of the country.

"Remnant Fire Sword, Rising Sun Sword!"

The blade of the Zanpakutō turned crimson, like a red-hot iron, exuding an extremely terrifying high temperature. This was an attack that was destined to be burnt to ashes as long as it touched it.

This is the temperature of the Sun's core.

Even if Yakumo's blood soul armor is tough enough, it can't stop the terrifying attack power, so... Yakumo cannot be hit even once at this stage.

In addition, he also needs to defeat Grandpa Chongguo before his soul energy is exhausted, otherwise he will definitely be burned into coke by the infinite fire.

Faster, faster, faster.

Yakumo separated part of the soul energy to cover the body surface, allowing him to gain a faster speed on the premise that the soul energy strengthens the body.

"good!"

The long beard of the old man of the heavy country was scattered in the air, and his dry body continued to spread out a terrifying coercion, making the sword-wielding hands faster and faster like lightning.

This is not the power of his body, but the power of Reiatsu to forcibly increase the strength of his body. In other words... Death should be a spiritual body, right?

Yakumo's blade slashed across his arm. This was the first time he had hurt the old man in the country, and a drop of blood flowed out from the wound.

The old man of the country has a body! He is alive!

He is not the spirit state that Death should be in!

"Injured? I haven't felt pain in thousands of years."

The old man Chongguo quickly retreated, trying to distance himself.

With a flash of golden light, Yakumo clings to him tightly, subduing demons in his hands to focus on various vital parts.

Since it is flesh, then beheading will kill.

This iron rule the enemy should not be able to break.

But he found that the Zanpakutō in the enemy's hand was scabbard, and some powerful force broke through the blockade of the Soul Imprisonment skill. The surrounding temperature seemed to be rising rapidly, and the shadow of death enveloped Yakumo.

"Back, back, back, back!"

Yakumo found himself in fear.

"Remnant Fire Sword, North, Heaven and Earth are ashes!"

The old man of the country turned into a thin burning line, and the end of the line pointed directly to Yakumo's heart, as if bound by fate.

There is no escape, only defense.

This is the pinnacle of the blending of skill and energy, even will.

This is the strongest sword technique beyond the master level!

This is a scenery that Yakumo envies!

Skills can be approached, not just talking.

Yakumo saw the further clues of swordsmanship in the enemy, that is, the fusion of skills and energy, with will or spirit as the mediator.

But he was too late to continue thinking.

The flames have come, and the ashes are scattered.

The scene of the arena was as still as a black and white photograph.

Yakumo's body regenerated from the ashes on the ground, and four blood-colored characters floated in the sky above.

"The challenge failed."

Yakumo analyzed the battle situation just now, and since the old man of the country used the ashes of heaven and earth, things have been beyond his control.

At that time, although his mind was conscious, his body was unable to respond, even if he moved in space.

Fate, cause and effect.

If the Flying Thunder God's Technique couldn't be used, then how should he fight against the skill of Heaven and Earth Ashes? The defense must have no way to defend, and the blood soul armor was burnt to ashes almost instantly.

Yakumo's body was burned to ashes before it could resist.

The Heart of Inextinguishability and the Praise of Blood Shadow did not trigger at all, and Yakumo was already burned to ashes in an instant, and he could not feel any pain.

"This is a very gentle blow."

If there is no way to defend or dodge, then confrontation seems to be the best solution, but can the skills mastered by Yakumo really shake the instant kill that is already a Daohua-level swordsmanship?

Yakumo wasn't sure, but he could give it a try.

"With extreme blade slash as the core, the power of soul slashing is the auxiliary."

"Many energy breaths mixed."

"Nine times Furious Sun!"

Fire against fire, sun against sun.

"Re-challenge."

〖Hint: 200 gold coins have been deducted. 〗

〖Tip: I wish players a happy game. 〗

The desolate arena was reset, the figure of the old man of the country reappeared in the center of the arena, and the two of them returned to their peaks.

This time, the opening method is basically the same as the last time. Yakumo still uses Soul Imprisonment to suppress the Infinite Inferno Prison, and then uses the Flying Thunder God Technique to make a quick attack.

In the arena, energies of various colors collided endlessly, and the ground under the feet was directly torn apart under the action of the shock wave.

This time, Yakumo was quietly accumulating crystals formed by the soul behind him.

In the competition just now, he died too quickly.

It was too late to use this skill. With the experience just now, he decided to prepare in advance and wait for the opportunity to truly win.

Swish, the old man of the Chongguo in subduing demon beheaded, blood spattered.

The distance between the two was reopened, and the scene just now was still the same familiar greeting and the posture of accumulating force.

This time, Yakumo did not reply, but put all his attention on the blade of the demon.

This time he also began to accumulate his own strength.

Various energies are mixed, and the blade of the blade trembles slightly.

The source of life can be the best glue.

Soul energy is the best catalyst.

The pure white flame became a bit dazzling, and Yakumo exuded a terrifying aura, shattering the void.

"Remnant Fire Sword, North, Heaven and Earth are ashes."

Yakumo once again felt the threat of death, and the old man Chonggu also delivered a killing blow. The distance between the two disappeared in an instant, and the terrifying murderous intent was already in front of him.

"It's now!"

The last one arrives first, and the demon will be smashed!

"Nine times, stacking strength, slashing soul, extreme blade slash, angry sun!"

The two weapons collided, and everything around them began to become blurred, as if they were evaporated by two completely different high temperatures, even the arena ground under their feet was no exception.

Ten meters, a hundred meters, a thousand meters deep pits... appeared at the feet of the two.

But the battle between the two continued, and the flames wrapped around the blade spread outwards, completely shrouding the figures of the two, like two unusually huge fireballs attacking each other.

"Is this the sun?"

Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai Shigekuni looked at the pure white flames around Yakumo's body and asked. He was bathed in the orange-red flames, as if he was covered in a flame gauze.

"Remnant Fire Sword, West, Remnant Sun Prison Clothes."

This is a skill that can be attacked and defended, but now it is to maximize the defense power, which blocks Yakumo's attack.

After more than ten seconds of confrontation, the old man of Chongguo took the initiative to withdraw his knife... planning to step back and regroup.

Although, he has been injured but not without the strength of a battle.

But Yakumo didn't plan to let this opportunity go. After all, for the old man of the country, the ash of the world was just a routine outbreak, but for Yakumo, the anger was a big move that only had one chance.

Take the chance and win.

Or become ashes in the next ashes.

Yakumo waved his weapon to cover the crystal formed by Yusoul, the entanglement of knives and blades, and the extreme close combat, the soul bomb formed by Yusoul quietly sneaked into the body of the old man of the country...

Victory and defeat.

The old man of Chongguo ignored the soul crystal.

The next second, Yakumo spoke softly.

"burst!"

Small-scale explosions occurred all over Yamamoto Motoyuzai Shigekuni.

Although not fatal, it also caused gaps in his movements, and loopholes naturally appeared in the connection of his moves.

The two were fighting in close combat, and this loophole was deadly enough.

Yakumo slashed across the board, killing the enemy directly.

The headless corpse of Yamamoto Yuanyuzhai Shigekuni slowly fell into the abyss and disappeared from Yakumo's eyes.

The arena began to rebuild rapidly, and three light groups flew out from the abyss and stopped in front of Yakumo, emitting a blue dim light.

〖Hint: Congratulations to the player for passing the eighth floor of the arena! 〗

〖Congratulations to the player, 50,000 gold coins. 〗

〖Congratulations to the player, six free attribute points. 〗

〖Congratulations to the player, the aria of the Emperor of Heaven. 〗

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