Volume 1: The Death of the Ancient Gods Chapter 28: Clan Ratio (3)

The man with the scar may have felt Yang Ding's gaze, shook his head violently, stared at Yang Ding fiercely, his eyes were bloodthirsty and hideous, and he made a provocative gesture of grinning and licking his lips at Yang Ding.

Yang Ding silently kept this person in mind, and looked at the No. 3 ring without paying attention, where the duel was also carried out to the end, and both sides seemed to use a more energy-consuming fighting method.

One side used a large sword-like magic weapon, condensing a huge sword shadow in the air, while the defender sacrificed a shield-like magic weapon and desperately resisted.

Both sides were sweating on their faces, and they seemed to grit their teeth and insist, in the end, it seemed that it was because the attack of the big sword magic weapon was more costly, but unfortunately they failed to break through the defense on the opposite side, and finally lost their vitality.

And the No. 4 ring seems to have ended earlier than Yang Ding's side, which should be similar to Yang Ding's previous knockout round, one side directly abstained, resulting in the opponent directly advancing.

"I don't think I'm the only one who has good luck." Yang Ding thought like this, and his heart was a little balanced.

Seeing that the first round of the competition was completed, the old man who was talking eloquently walked out of the audience, announced the name of the winner of the first round, and then began to read out the list of participants for the second round.

Yang Ding naturally had already gotten out of the ring, and there were still a few rounds of competition before it was his turn, and there was still some time for the time being, and he was ready to go back again.

Through the competition just now, he had a whim, and felt that if he could hide his realm strength and prevent others from discovering his true realm, wouldn't it be more conducive to his own actions. So I'm going to go back to Xia Taling to consult about this matter.

When he returned to the small courtyard, he saw Yang Feizhi sitting on the stone table bored.

"Hey, Brother Yang Ding, are you coming back so soon?" When Yang Feizhi saw Yang Ding, he immediately stepped forward and said.

"Yes! The first round ends relatively quickly, and you have to go to the second round later. Yang Ding said lightly.

"I'll just say, Brother Yang Ding is powerful, such a simple clan comparison is not easy." Yang Feizhi waved the branch in his hand and praised Yang Ding.

Yang Ding glanced at him helplessly and said, "Say, what is the purpose of waiting for me here?" ”

"Hey, hey!"

Yang Feizhi laughed dryly, "You can't hide anything from Brother Yang Ding!" I just miss that egg. Can you take me to see it? ”

Yang Ding nodded, and just as he was about to ask Ta Ling about how to hide his realm, he said to Yang Feizhi: "I also happen to have something to find Ta Ling, let's go and have a look." ”

Then Yang Ding didn't talk nonsense, and gently patted the storage bag on his waist, and the Bafang Pagoda appeared in the open space, and after it became bigger, Yang Ding and Yang Feizhi walked in together.

"Hachi, we're here!" Yang Ding shouted into the air.

"Got it, got it! Why have you been running so diligently lately, it makes you even want to sleep lazily. Ta Ling's spirit body appeared in front of Yang Ding, looking a little annoyed.

"Xiaoba, I'm going to come in to see you this time, don't blame Brother Yang Ding." Yang Feizhi said first.

"Quack! It's a flying branch! Taling smiled awkwardly and said, "You think I'm fake, I want to see that egg is real, right?" ”

"Hachi is really amazing, I really can't hide anything from you!" Yang Feizhi saw the move, and coaxed Ta Ling to be happy.

"Quack! Or Feizhi has a vision, go, I'll show you the egg. After Ta Ling finished speaking, with a wave of his hand, Yang Feizhi and Ta Ling had disappeared, leaving Yang Ding alone.

Yang Ding touched his nose and was a little embarrassed, and when he was about to make a move, he saw a jade slip flying towards him, followed by Ta Ling's voice: "I know the purpose of your coming early on, there is something you want in the jade slip, take it." ”

"Strange, how did Taling know?"

Yang Ding hurriedly stretched out his hand and took it, "I don't know how long these two people have been gone, Yang Ding simply came to the practice room, sat cross-legged, and then glanced at the jade slip, put it on his forehead, and after a stick of incense, Yang Ding opened his eyes. ”

What is recorded on the jade slip is a kind of exercise that covers one's own breath, called: "Hidden Secret Technique", this kind of exercise has no other ability, the only function is to confuse one's own vitality, to others to form an illusion of the realm of breath, once this exercise is successful, you can adjust your own realm breath at will, so that others mistakenly perceive his realm.

But the exercises also show that the effect of concealment is not omnipotent, as long as you meet someone with high strength in the realm, it is still easy to be recognized.

For example, Yang Ding is now the tenth layer of the open pulse, so he will be easily recognized in the eyes of the powerful in the middle and late stages of the spirit infusion, if he only encounters a master in the early stage of the spirit infusion, then the probability of being recognized will be very low, and if he doesn't probe very carefully, he can't find the abnormality.

Of course, those in the same realm or lower than their own strength don't have to worry about being seen through at all.

Seeing this, Yang Ding decided to practice this exercise, first of all, he just wanted to play the weak with low strength in the same realm, so that he would not be deliberately focused on.

Therefore, the effect of the exercises introduced above has achieved the effect he wants, as for the exercises, in the eyes of the great powers that are much higher than his own realm, it will be easily seen through, Yang Ding feels that it is dispensable, after all, he has really met a person with a high realm, and the difference between hiding and not hiding is not big, anyway, it can't be beaten.

Since he decided to cultivate, Yang Ding did not waste time, and directly cultivated in the same place, with the blessing of the practice room, it was easier to practice this kind of exercise.

Two or three hours later, estimating that the first round of the clan should be over, Yang Ding slowly opened his eyes.

It is naturally impossible to complete the exercises after two or three hours of cultivation, but it has also deepened my memory and understanding of the exercises, and I believe that I can achieve small successes after a few years of cultivation.

When the time comes, we will be able to see the effect, Yang Ding got up and tidied up a little before coming to the scene of the clan again.

The scene of the clan competition is very lively at the moment, many of the contestants have already finished the game, and they are watching other people's competitions with relish, some of them recognized Yang Ding, and they happened to see Yang Ding's fierce appearance in the first knockout game, and quickly stayed away from Yang Ding.

Yang Ding didn't bother to care, and checked the progress of the competition by himself, which was about the same as he expected, and at this time, the last game of the first round was being played in the five rings.

The competition in the No. 1 ring is two handsome young men dressed in white, one teenager is as thin as a bamboo pole, but he is very tall, and the other teenager is not only not thin, but also a little chubby, but a little short, the two form a sharp contrast.

It's a pity that in terms of realm strength, it seems that the short man in white is more powerful.