After returning to the imperial capital, Wang Qiang continued to live his peaceful life, occasionally with some waves, but soon regained calm.

On this day, Wang Qiang came to the tomb of Emperor Rong again.

He hasn't tried the challenge of the eighth layer yet, according to his guess, the two layers of the trial tower change the routine, this time it should still be the illusion of the Emperor Rong, but this time it may be the illusion of the demigod level...

When Wang Qiang came to the eighth layer, he saw the familiar scene and knew that his guess was not wrong, but how strong was this demigod-level Rong Emperor?

Wang Qiang had some expectations, it was relatively safe to fight in this trial tower, and he could rest assured that he could take on a bold challenge.

Emperor Rong's illusion slowly walked out, Wang Qiang felt that the current illusion was more agile than before, and it seemed that there was no longer the kind of wood in the past, maybe it was because the strength had increased and the intelligence had also improved, right?

Wang Qiang looked at the illusion with a somewhat solemn expression, the strength of the illusion was the peak of the demigod, plus Emperor Rong's own talent and battle awareness were very strong, this battle, Wang Qiang was not sure.

"Challenger, welcome!" the illusion said slowly, but the tone of the word by word was very strange.

"Can you speak?" asked Wang Qiang in surprise.

"In this battle, I will be merciful and will not hurt you. The illusion replied to the question, and after saying this, he stood still, looking like a pre-programmed program.

"Hehe, it's funny. Wang Qiang looked at the motionless illusion, and estimated that he had to do it himself before this illusion could make a move.

"Then let's see how strong your strength is!" Wang Qiang said with a smile.

But it didn't take long for him to know that the strength of the illusion was really strong.

"Damn!" Wang Qiang cursed, looking at the long sword across his neck, he couldn't help but feel a little deflated.

The illusion said that it wouldn't hurt him, but it really didn't hurt him, Wang Qiang challenged ten times in a row, and none of them could survive two moves in the hands of the illusion.

Every time I came back to my senses, I saw a long sword in front of my neck.

"Is this really the peak of demigods? this strength can't last too long even if he and Lal plus the Great Sage of Ans can't last long, right?" Wang Qiang said in amazement.

He couldn't see the speed of the illusion at all, even the ability of the space system couldn't react at all, and the casting speed of the illusion was much faster than his.

"Surrender!" Wang Qiang was a little helpless, originally thinking that his strength would be casually tortured even if he was a demigod powerhouse.

It wasn't until now that he realized that he hadn't seen anyone who was really powerful.

The battle of the space ability is like this, and the slightest difference may make the victory and defeat appear especially quickly.

Wang Qiang estimated that he would not be able to fight with the illusion until at least the peak of the ninth order, and it would be good to practice more combat skills with the illusion now.

If others wanted to defeat this illusion, Wang Qiang felt that they needed to break through to the tenth order.

It's not a level contest at all.

After Wang Qiang left the tomb of Emperor Rong, he saw Lal standing outside his house.

"What are you doing?" asked Wang Qiang.

"You went to see the eighth floor?" Ral asked.

"yes!"

"What's in there?"

"After reading the things in there, I despise you for saying that you can be on a par with Emperor Rong, you are blowing too much, right? Emperor Rong, who is at the peak of the demigod, I can't pass two moves in his hands at all!" Wang Qiang rolled his eyes and said, "If you have the ability, you can put me down in two moves now!"

"Hehehehehe. Lal laughed twice to hide his embarrassment. In order to highlight his awesomeness, Ral did brag about it.

In fact, he was pressed and beaten by Emperor Rong from beginning to end, but among his contemporaries, except for Emperor Rong, he was the best, but unfortunately Emperor Rong left all of them far away.

Being able to break through to the tenth order under the condition that the laws of heaven and earth are incomplete, even if he sacrifices a lot, it is enough to prove his ability.

When he heard about Emperor Rong's affairs, even Fufeng was amazed, and at that time he said to Wang Qiang that such a person was at least a level of character with him in other continents, and even surpassed him!

Therefore, in addition to penance, Wang Qiang would also come to the eighth floor of the Trial Tower to find the illusion of Emperor Rong to learn from him.

After half a month, Wang Qiang was already able to hold on to five moves in the hands of illusions. The progress is very obvious, after adapting to the ultra-high-speed teleportation of the illusion, Wang Qiang gradually found the rhythm of the battle, and gradually he was able to feel the slightest spatial fluctuation when the illusion teleported.

However, the wedding of the Grand Sage of Anse is about to begin.

"Where's the gift?" Wang Qiang asked with some weakness when he came to Ari's place again.

"No, but I have prepared a lot of unique ornaments for the elves, which are invaluable! The great sage of Anse belongs to the elves, and these ornaments can be regarded as a little bit of care for us. Ari replied.

"Okay, get one for me. Wang Qiang still said weakly.

"What's wrong, so decadent?" asked Ari, smiling.

"If you are put down by people two or three times a day, you will be very depressed, don't talk about it, tomorrow is the wedding of the great sage of Ans, I'll go see if there is anything I need help with." Wang Qiang stretched and stood up.

When you come to the castle of the great sage of Ans, it has been beautifully dressed.

There is no trace of nouveau riche feeling in the gorgeousness, and it can be seen that some thought has been put into the layout here.

"Old man, do you need any help?" Wang Qiang walked into the castle very skillfully.

"Shhhh

Wang Qiang looked back with some doubts, and it turned out to be the apprentice of the Great Sage of Ans, Tifa.

"Is there something wrong with you?" asked Wang Qiang.

"You... It's better not to disturb the master and the mother... Tifa spoke in a low voice and had a little red on her face.

Wang Qiang walked out of the castle, looked up at the sky, and then said, "Tut-tut, isn't it, it's still daytime!"

Seeing Tifa's face turn even redder, Wang Qiang said with a smile: "Originally, I wanted to see if there was anything that the Great Sage of Anse needed my help with, but since he was still busy, then I would leave first." ”

"Wait!" Tifa called out to Wang Qiang.

Wang Qiang looked back at her, waiting for her next words.

"Can we talk?" said Tifa softly.

Wang Qiang nodded and said, "Okay!

This meadow is where Wang Qiang was lying when he just crossed it, and he finally came back at this time.

The two sat on the grass, and Wang Qiang asked, "Just say something!"