socalfunplaces Chapter 131 The Incredibly Cunning Thor! Berlan's Utterly Desperate Question of Life!
Chapter 131 The Incredibly Cunning Thor! Berlan's Utterly Desperate Question of Life!
Chapter 131 The Incredibly Cunning Thor! Berlan's Utterly Desperate Question of Life!
While chatting, the group of geniuses and powerful immortals casually watched Bolan and Thor on the arena, and many others were also watching the battle between Luo Feng and Cai Guang.
Many people were joking with each other about who would finish the fight faster, Bolan or Luo Feng, but most people thought it would be Bolan.
Because Luo Feng and Cai Guang are fellow disciples, Hao Sui will give them some face and go through some social niceties.
A quick sell-out is still too embarrassing.
"I only have one chance, I'll give it my all! Whether I can rank in the top three and enter the Primal Secret Realm depends on this battle..." Thor's expression was solemn.
Martial artists still need to "compete." The difference between the Primordial Secret Realm and the Primordial Secret Realm, as stated by the Nine Swords Venerable...
This can be seen from the fact that each Genius Battle typically only admits one member into the Primal Secret Realm.
Compared to Thor's solemn expression, Berlan was completely dispirited. In his view, apart from Luo Feng and Rong Jun,
No one else poses a threat.
Even when he stood on the arena again, he was still immersed in Rong Jun's two slashes and the totem golden pillar summoned by Luo Feng.
"What terrifying swordsmanship! What a monstrous totem pillar! That totem pillar even dares to suppress the surrounding space; I feel extremely difficult to move as soon as I get close!"
"Where did these two guys come from—"
Bolan was very unwilling, but also very helpless. He had no way to resist the power that the two of them had unleashed.
Although he can create nearly a thousand illusory bodies, this is only a special movement technique and attack method.
Facing Rong Jun, who was also a martial artist, as long as their swords clashed, the impact would inevitably be felt on his arm. He simply couldn't withstand that terrifying force.
When facing Luo Feng, the moment the totem golden pillar appeared, the entire space seemed to freeze, and nearly a thousand clones would be swept away in an instant, with no way to escape.
"Battle begins!"
"Nine Swords Venerable announced."
Bolan was still pondering countermeasures and wallowing in the previous defeats, so much so that he didn't pay much attention to the Nine Swords Venerable announcing the start of the battle.
That's normal, after all, the strength that Thor has shown so far is far inferior to his.
Berlan may not be putting in his effort, but that doesn't mean Thor isn't.
He could tell at a glance that Berlan looked down on him, which was a golden opportunity for him!
"Whoosh!"
Thor, his body crackling with lightning, flew toward Berlan, but he cleverly controlled his speed, only slightly faster than he had shown in the Genius Battle.
"Too weak—."
Berlan stood in the air, his golden pupils calm and undisturbed. Just the way his aura naturally spread gave people the feeling of being a god!
But the next moment.
Thor's speed suddenly exploded, transforming into a bolt of lightning and instantly arriving in front of Berlan.
Ninefold thunder knife!
Thor's self-created secret technique is not much weaker than Tuman's, only his understanding of the laws is much worse.
"clang!"
A sharp, piercing whistle rang out, followed by a "thud" as Thor's blade sliced through Berlan's head!
The match is over, Thor has won!
Instant kill! Another instant kill!! Berlan has been instantly killed three times in a row!!!
At this moment, all the geniuses, even the immortals, and even the high and mighty Nine Swords Venerable, were stunned!
The entire room was completely silent.
"You old sly bitch."
Tu Man, who was watching from the sidelines, curled his lip.
Wow!
Tu Man's words were like a fuse, instantly igniting an uproar in the central square. A series of exclamations, shocks, and cheers rang out, accompanied by a barrage of curses from various cosmic nations and races.
"Can anyone tell me what just happened?!"
"Berlan—has been instantly defeated yet again—"
"What happened with those two strikes? He was clearly far inferior to Rong Jun, yet Bolan acted like a fool, just standing there blankly, letting the lightning kill him!"
"I can't figure it out! I can't figure it out! That slash was indeed fast, but it shouldn't have been so fast that someone like Bolan couldn't even react, right? Bolan could have reacted to Rong Jun's two slashes, but the force was too great and he couldn't withstand it."
"Outrageous! A peerless genius, comparable to those of tens of thousands of epochs ago, was instantly killed three times in a row. This has never happened before in the entire history of the Virtual Universe Company!!"
The geniuses in the central square were so shocked they could hardly describe it. It was precisely because Berlan was a genuine super genius, without any exaggeration, that they were so astonished.
Bolan can unleash nearly a thousand illusory bodies. Not to mention most world lords, even many immortals cannot reach his level of understanding of the laws of space.
Yet such a super genius was instantly killed three times in a row: first by Rong Jun, then by Luo Feng, and now by Lei Dian.
This left all the geniuses completely dumbfounded for a moment.
Not only these geniuses, but also a group of powerful immortals not far away were stunned!
Having been slapped in the face three times in a row, even an immortal, and a strong one at that, was starting to feel the strain.
But they felt no anger whatsoever; on the contrary, they were even more bewildered than the geniuses.
These powerful immortals were almost all marquises among the immortals. After all, as the leaders of the representatives of various universe nations, it would be a loss of face if they were too weak.
Each of them has lived for hundreds of millions of years. The longer they live, the more they see and the more shocked they become!
"Have you ever seen anything like this happen in all your billions of years of history?"
"This is a bit too much—too much—"
"Poor Berlan, I hope he won't be so discouraged and give up—."
"I couldn't stand it either, really—"
"This lightning looked quite peaceful at first glance, but I didn't expect it to be so sinister, hiding such a secret soul attack technique—."
"This lightning is incredibly insidious! Putting aside his soul attack technique, just the sudden burst of speed and his self-created techniques—any one of them could easily slaughter that group of geniuses, yet he's stubbornly held back and never used them."
"The world is going to the dogs. Young people these days have no sense of martial ethics anymore, they just resort to sneak attacks—"
Shocked, the powerful immortals all hurled insults at each other in an attempt to cover up their humiliation.
The Nine Swords Venerable in the middle sighed, frowned, scratched his head, and then sighed again. Not to mention these immortals, even he himself was heartless.
Especially considering Berlan was in a similar situation to him back then, he could easily empathize with him: "Given Berlan's level of understanding of the laws, his willpower must be terrifyingly strong, so how could he be so easily affected by a soul attack?"
The Nine Swords Venerable sighed again. He was starting to doubt himself; he felt he was still too young.
A battle between geniuses of the Eternal Star level, and he couldn't quite figure out the two little guys.
This is unbelievable!
After being teleported out of the arena to rest, as soon as Thor emerged, Tu Man rushed over to defend Berlan, saying:
"Thor, you're really cunning—that's how I was defeated by you back then... Poor Berlan, now he's going to have a complete existential crisis—"
Tu Man looked resentful; having felt the same way, he especially understood Bo Lan.
"Haha, what's with that resentful look? What's wrong with you? You should be feeling relieved, after all, you're not the only one I tricked this time, hehe—"
Thor touched his bald head, looking smug.
"Who told you to be careless and not take me seriously? Is that my fault?"
While Tu Man and Thor were chatting, Clark hurriedly shouted from the arena, "Senior Brother Luo Feng, hurry up! Don't hold back, I can't wait to get down there and give him my feedback!"
What a coincidence, me too.
As Luo Feng thought to himself, a golden sword, seemingly solid, pierced straight through Clark's body.
Soon, Luo Feng and Clark appeared in the central square.
Clark and Luo Feng flashed to Tu Man and Thor's side.
"Brother Lei, you're so sneaky, I love it!" As he spoke, Clark glanced at Tu Man with a wicked grin.
"Back then, this is how my little brother Rong Jun died at your hands, haha—"
"Call me 'Senior Brother'!" Tu Man's face was expressionless, his lips twitched, and he immediately emphasized the difference in status between the two.
"Second Brother, your soul attack is really insidious, but unfortunately I can't learn it right now—." Luo Feng was very tempted. He really wanted to learn this insidious method; he knew it would be incredibly useful.
But this thing requires at least a second level of mental state, which is really difficult for him.
Thor rolled his eyes: "You have to give me a unique skill, right? You're already this freakish, and if you learned this from me, how am I supposed to survive?!"
"Ha ha-"
Luo Feng and the other three couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Happiness is often built on the suffering of others.
Not far away, Berlan stood there blankly, as if a gentle breeze was missing. "Another defeat."
For a long time, Berlan was still in a daze.
He's now completely questioning the meaning of life.
"That soul attack just now, even if I underestimated it, shouldn't have affected me that much—"
Berlan felt utterly desolate; he felt that even breathing was painful, even though he hadn't breathed for a long time.
"What exactly happened?"
Berlan held his head in his hands, his expression filled with struggle.
He recalled the first time he was instantly killed, those two slashes from Rong Jun!
The second time he was instantly killed, it was Luo Feng's enormous totem golden pillar!
He was instantly killed for the third time by Thor's eerie soul attack!
If he had accepted his defeats the first two times, he was absolutely not convinced this time. If it happened again, he would never give that damn lightning a chance!
Now he can't even enter the Primal Secret Realm!
This peerless genius, hailed as a once-in-ten-thousand-epoch talent, couldn't even enter the Primordial Secret Realm.
He now felt he was about to become a complete laughingstock.
For Berlan, these things weren't a big deal; what he couldn't accept was that Berlan had always been invincible among his peers.
In this battle of geniuses, he was defeated three times in a row. What's even harder to accept is that he was instantly killed all three times!
Even though the battle with Rong Jun lasted a long time, a kill is a kill. Facing Rong Jun's all-out attack, he couldn't hold out for even a second. What else could it be but a kill?
Berlan looked up at the sky of the virtual universe, his soul and body radiating an intensely suppressed pain, a pain he wanted to release, yet felt unable to do so.
No matter how much pain Bolan was in, the game had to continue.
The third round of competition began shortly afterward.
[Bolan vs. Clark] [Rong Jun vs. Luo Feng]
The two matches of the third round were displayed on the stage, once again attracting everyone's attention.
Even Bolan was forced to break free from his inner turmoil and stare intently at the battle between these two incredibly powerful fellow disciples!