Zhan Tao often laughs at himself, boasting of being a little person, and feels that staying at home and watching dramas with his little sister is an extremely fulfilling thing in life. He never had any big dreams, nor did he think that people lived a humble life, just a shameful salted fish. Zhan Tao believes that no one has the right to dictate the lives of others. Each has its own way of living, you like to shine, but I want to be plain and true.

Since he is not a big person, he will not consider the problem of face and reputation, so when Zhan Tao fell down in a very humiliating manner, he did not hesitate at all, honor and pride or something, to hell with it! In Qing's eyes, Zhan Tao's defeat was a very common thing, although he admitted that this young man was very good and showed excellent fighting talent. But the gap in strength cannot be bridged simply by relying on talent. Zhan Tao is a little short of time, youth is wealth, there are infinite possibilities, but it is also an insurmountable moat.

Perhaps, one day in the future, Zhan Tao will have the strength to challenge Qing, but it is definitely not now.

Shaoqing finally had the opportunity to confront Qing head-on, and these two [Dali Temple] were about to start a fierce competition for power, and the price could be their lives, but they were fearless. In this battle without gunpowder, the spotlight belongs to the two supreme powers, and Zhan Tao is willing to live behind the scenes, unable to share the glory of the protagonist.

Shaoqing's eyes were faint, and he didn't see the slightest murderous aura, but his [staff] circled like a swimming snake, gathering like a moon wheel, and the halo spread smartly, turning into a real aura behind him. Yes, this is an unfettered real power built outside the system of world power. Shaoqing named the moon wheel after his favorite epic, called [Mokobharata], which is a cruel history of the royal family.

Qing was sneering, not because he was disdainful, but because he felt funny. This ridicule annoyed Shaoqing, and he tried to fight back, "It turns out that the so-called legendary-level characters will only move their mouths." ”

Qing shook his head, "If you want to challenge me, you have to cultivate for at least a hundred years." ”

"If you don't try, how will you know?" Shaoqing was in high spirits and eager to try.

The battle lasted for two days and two nights, from day to night, from the dawn to the stars, Zhan Tao was honored to witness the whole process, at the same time, he also felt a little regretful, if there was a historian present, this battle will be a celebrity for thousands of years. It is difficult to describe its greatness, and it turns out that the use of power can reach such an unpredictable level. This was the first time Zhan Tao had seen a battle of this magnitude, and he was full of shock, so he trembled slightly. Not scared, just too excited. God knows how important it is to him as a spectator.

At the last moment, in an instant, Qing used the [Mirror] to copy the moon wheel, and when Shaoqing's spiritual power was almost exhausted, he found that Qing still had a vast reserve of spiritual power. It turns out that the legend is incomparably correct, this man is fate, and he cannot be defeated. [Magabharata] and its replica are in front of each other in the air, and Qing's [Staff] is a great miracle, and the replica it imitates shows the strength of the body.

Those free [staffs] became frightened fish in the small river, because of the gap in the level of the master's spiritual power, in a few breaths of confrontation, the main body was quickly defeated, and the moon wheel backlashed, beating Shaoqing to the ground. Qing's [staff] became an arrow that broke through the air, piercing through Shaoqing's chest impartially, and the defeated was as embarrassed as a dog, and his body was inactive and stiff like a dry corpse under the bright flash of purple light.

Shaoqing's moon wheel collapsed and scattered in a mess, there were many [staffs], they used to belong to different masters, so there are no good people in this battle, in a sense, Qing is punishing evil and promoting good. After solving a trouble, Qing didn't see joy, and turned his head to look at another small trouble, "Why are you just watching?"

"Because you learn more with your eyes. Witnessing the fall of a strong man, Zhan Tao sighed, "I admire people like you, how many people are extremely poor all their lives, and they can't stand at such a height." ”

Qing automatically ignored the second half of the sentence, and he cared more about, "What have you learned?"

"I am in the midst of illusion, but what I see with my eyes and what I hear with my ears is real. Fate may not be defeated, but I can choose to cater to it and quietly change it. Zhan Tao looked at Qing and said with a smile, "I like a sentence, maybe my choice is not right, but at least, it is my choice." ”

As soon as the words landed, the [staff] that had lost its vitality and silence was sensed, and it emitted a light and sharp buzz, suddenly like a meteor in the night and day, and converged into a bright and realistic moon ring. Zhan Tao reached out to the right and pulled a bend of the moon. It's obviously a miracle, but he does it so naturally, and in a moment of desperation, he can always burst out with unimaginable power. Driven by the moon wheel and Tao's heart, he held the knife in both hands, the temperature on the surface of his body became higher and higher, and the fire rose up, reflecting the moon ring red. The moon wheel blessed by the flame is a veritable blood moon.

Qing's clone tentatively threw a star impact, which was a fine fragment of star debris from sucking on the starry sky. These starlights appear bright and non-lethal, but the truth is that they are blazing and extremely unstable, and when rubbed against the air at high speeds, they will explode violently. Ever since Zhan Tao mastered the [Macabharata], he had known the abilities of each [staff], and when the fire of the stardust transformation hedged against him, the white [staff] was brightly patterned, and a huge black rock shield rose from the ground out of thin air.

The splinters blew the rock face to a pulp, the air was filled with the smell of fire burning the weeds, and the gem at the top of the white staff dimmed, but it was finally stopped. This will not be the end, Qing's temptation continues, he raised the [Staff] high, separated a black condensation, and shot towards the clone Moon Wheel in the air. The sunspot melted into the moon ring and dyed it dark black, and a dark moon was born. This is the real black moon, it neither emits light nor reflects the daylight, it only devours, devours all things, not even the light.

Zhan Tao's blood moon and Qing's dark moon face each other in the sky, this strange and bizarre skyscape, like the immortal myth of the ancient battlefield, two young gods, with their talents and talents, to release the brilliance. The stone grains under Zhantao's feet were restless, trembling at high frequency, swishing and scraping into the sky, and then, the suction became more and more terrifying, first the large pieces of mud were peeled off, and then the trees were torn apart, and the dark moon was probably the mouth of gluttony, it was never full, greedy and evil.

Zhan Tao embedded the twin knives deep into the ground, and the moon ring above its head was no longer stable, shaking violently in the wind, believing that it would not be long before the blood moon would be eaten alive. Instead of that, it's better to be proactive and seek opportunities. Zhan Tao's mind moved, and the moon wheel was dispersed, and the [staff] flew one after another, like willow leaves in the rain. Then, Zhan Tao divided a touch of divine consciousness on each [staff], he used the [staff] as a sword, looked at the dark moon with cold eyes, and shouted softly, "Go!"