Return of the War God

Time passed slowly, and the atmosphere in the arena slowly warmed up, and an hour was quickly approaching its end.

On the throne of the third place in the tenth row of the Blood Throne, Zhou Yan sits quietly, and the purple spirit refines the virtual fire to cover the whole body, like the **** of fire, but there is murderous intent in the deep purple pupils, cold and cold. Needle, it seems that I can't wait.

Whereas the fourth ** throne, Ye Wuque, kept the same movement, motionless.

After an hour was completely over, the arena became boiling again!

Everyone is waiting for Ye Wuque's choice. Who will he... challenge?

But what is strange is that on the fourth throne, Ye Wuque still closed his eyes slightly, breathing long, indifferent, as if he could not hear anything.

"What's going on? Why is Ye Wuque motionless? Is he going to give up?"

"Give up? No! It's hard to get to this stage!"

"But the time has come, he still closed his eyes, can't he feel it? Maybe Ye Wuque really wants to give up!"

"It's also possible. After all, the top three on the list are all terrifying. Maybe Ye Wuque thinks he is not strong enough!"

"Anyway, it's a squeak! What does it mean to be so motionless? I don't understand!"

At this moment, Zhou Yan narrowed his purple eyes, then showed a sneer, but the indifference and killing intent in his eyes became more intense!

"Ye Wuque, do you think you can get away with being a tortoise? Stupid and sad, your life already doesn't belong to you, because... in my eyes, you were already dead half a year ago!"

The open and closed eyes seemed to have flames tumbling, and the high temperature permeated, as if even the void of his body was trembling slightly, even if Ye Wuque chose to be silent for fear of death and gave up the challenge, it seemed that Zhou Yan had a way to put him to death.

Above the void, the elder Shengguang next to the Lotus Throne showed a trace of doubt at this time, and his old eyes looked at Ye Wuque with a trace of puzzlement. In his opinion, the character of Ye Wuque should not appear. Reject the challenge in this way of pretending to be silent.

Even if you lose, you will indulge in a fight! If you really think you are inferior to others, you will admit it generously and then abstain.

This is the Ye Wuque that Elder Shengguang knows, and this silent state is really far from him.

"Does it have some insights after a series of wars? The mind is bright and the thinking is divergent, isolating the perception of the outside world?"

After taking a deep look at Ye Wuque again, Elder Shengguang came to this inference.

This is an extremely important opportunity for a cultivator to understand the heart and then retreat to digest the gains. If it is placed on weekdays, according to the appreciation of Ye Wuque by the elders of the Holy Light, not only will not be disturbed, but it will take a little time to protect him. turn off.

However, this time is different.

Ye Wuque was still in the battle for the top ten, and even if he had realized it, he could only say that his energy was not good, and the timing was extremely unlucky.

Therefore, the voice of Elder Shengguang still resounded instantly!

"Ye Wuque, although the rules for the top ten contest are loose, they also have a bottom line. If you remain silent after ten breaths, it means that you have chosen to give up your qualifications for the challenge, and hope you will make a solemn choice."

"Ten, nine, eight..."

The countdown old voice echoed out, but even so, Ye Wuque remained motionless, like a sculpture.

All eyes in the arena were focused on Ye Wuque's body. Although they were all confused, they were also sweating for Ye Wuque, wondering whether Ye Wuque would really want to abstain in silence?

Even the top ten top players who were injured in the previous battles have suspended healing at this moment, opening their eyes to look at Ye Wuque.

Fang He stared at Ye Wuque anxiously at this moment. The strange thing was that although his face was a little rosy, but there was a hint of purplish red, and it was obvious that his body injury had slightly recovered after this period of interest adjustment.

In Fang He's eyes, Ye Wuque's inexplicable silence was definitely not a mystery, it must have happened.

When Xia He directly stood up, walked to Ye Wuque’s side to try to wake him up, and even stretched out his hand to gently shook Ye Wuque’s shoulder, but Ye Wuque seemed to have completely lost consciousness, without any reaction. Like a corpse.

On the eighth throne, Tie Youxia had already opened his eyes. Before he was defeated by Ye Wuque's Shura Seven Steps, it can be said that he was hurt and defeated very embarrassed.

However, Tie Youxia has always been an arrogant person. If his strength is not as good as him, then he does not even have the qualifications to face him squarely. On the contrary, if he can defeat him with strength, then he will be respected.

Ye Wuque defeated him upright with his strength, so Tie Youxia had no resentment or unwillingness to Ye Wuque.

Seeing that Ye Wuque had no reaction like a puppet now, Tie Youxia also frowned. He didn't want those who defeated him to abstain from voting in such a shameful way. Wouldn't it be more embarrassing to entrust him?

Therefore, even though he didn't know what Ye Wuque was doing, Tie Youxia hoped that Ye Wuque would continue to challenge.

"Six...Five..."

Elder Shengguang's old voice continued to resound without any hesitation, even if he admired Ye Wuque very much, but this is a game, and the rules of a game must be followed, no matter who it is.

Qiu Haiyue, who was sitting on the fifth throne, dragged her exquisite chin with her right hand and tapped her slender fingers. Those eyes that shone like black and white jewels looked at Ye Wuque, and there was a hint of scrutiny in them.

"Although the performance is amazing, but still young, thinking that I am about to face the top three in the list, I feel uneasy, fear and pressure. It seems that my estimate is correct. It will still take three to five years. Maybe it’s possible to reinvent him with time polishing. I don’t know why Jade Sister thinks he is qualified to be Simon’s opponent, but he is still far behind..."

With eyes flickering, Qiu Haiyue made his own inferences about Ye Wuque's behavior.

"four three……"

On the second throne, Yu Jiaoxue’s eyes have long been closed, and the jade radiance around her body is surging, absorbing the pure heaven and earth energy under her body to heal her injuries, she seems to have no attention to Ye Wuque, like an ice sculpture, absolutely Beautiful and detached.

However, no one knew that the reason why Yu Jiaoxue didn't pay attention was because she had already known that Ye Wuque would definitely appear on the battlefield at the last moment, and there was no need to pay attention to the established result.

"two……"

Above the void, Elder Shengguang was expressionless, the countdown in his mouth echoed in all directions without any hesitation.

"One!"

When the last number resounded, all the gazes in this world focused on Ye Wuque. They expected Ye Wuque to stand up at the last moment and continue to challenge.

However, Ye Wuque was consistent, like a meditation old monk, without any response.

"Poor tortoise with a shrunken head, if there is no reason to kill you, you will dirty my hands, you are not even qualified to be killed by me."

The sneer in Zhou Yan's purple eyes was mixed with indifference and killing intent, and he didn't even look at Ye Wuque. It was like a dragon of flames that soared for nine days and never looked at the earthworms on the ground.

Elder Shengguang stood beside the Lotus Throne, and his eyes looked at Ye Wuque with a trace of pity, but his voice sounded again.

"The time has come, this elder announced...Ye Wuque is judged to be an automatic abstention! He will lose his succession..."

Boom!

Suddenly, just when everyone felt the pity and helplessness for Ye Wuque, a thunder and thunder was heard in their ears!

And on the tenth row of the Blood Throne, the fifth throne, as if there was a purple thunder light rushing past, the next moment, the slender figure that was sitting on it disappeared at some point!

At the same time, an apologetic and clear voice echoed ** Bahuang!

"Sorry, sorry, Ye came to realize some time, and almost delayed time..."

On the battle platform, a slender figure appeared, black robe hunting in the wind, thick black hair surging, and bright eyes, like a young God of War, it was Ye Wuque!

If someone took a closer look, he could notice that in the depths of Ye Wuque's gaze, there was a flash of light that was like thunder.

Standing on the battle platform, Ye Wuque's mouth was filled with a smile, but he was a little bit lucky.

In the inner world of the heart of the battle formation, I practiced the thunder halberd formation, and really forgot the passage of time. If it were not for the last reminder, maybe I would really be judged to abstain.

boom!

The arena was once again overwhelmed by the earth-shaking shouts, and countless disciples of the holy way of the heavens were a little bit dumbfounded, sighing that Ye Wuque really pinched the time, almost disqualified.

Above the void, there was a hint of helplessness in the vicissitudes of the eyes of the elder Shengguang, and he secretly said "this stinky boy", but immediately there was still a smile.

On the tenth row of the Blood Throne, Fang He, who had been standing next to Ye Wuque before, shook his head with an expression of "Don’t learn from me". He sighed with relief and walked back to his throne, but he was sitting. After getting down, his face became solemnly silent.

Yu Jiaoxue's closed eyes slowly opened at this moment, and she looked at Ye Wuque on the battle platform without any surprises.

Qiu Haiyue, who tapped her finger on her chin, slightly nodded, her beautiful eyes also looked at Ye Wuque and said to herself: "It's still a bit courageous."

Tie Youxia gave a cold snort, and it was obvious that Ye Wuque was trying to get him to sweat.

At this moment, Ye Wuque's voice echoed again, but in that tone, there was a hint of sharpness and coldness!

"I challenge the third place!"

Hum!

As soon as the voice of Ye Wuque's choice fell, a figure stepped out on the Blood Throne, and the whole body was filled with endless heat. It was Zhou Yan who descended on the battlefield!

"Ye Wuque, still a bit spine, then, next, I will torture you well."

There was a raging flame in Zhou Yan's indifferent eyes, and his killing intent surged, watching Ye Wuque sneer.

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Ye Wuque did not refute Zhou Yan's ridicule, but the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually enlarged, but his bright eyes were cold and stern.

"Actually, I was puzzled at first, wondering why you were so interested in killing me, because before that, I had never met with you, let alone any hatred."

Ye Wuque spoke quietly, but using the sound transmission, he seemed to be saying that he was taking care of himself, and he didn't mean to do it right away.

As for Zhou Yan, he didn't do anything, and chose to listen quietly.

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