Chapter 382: Don't Blast Again!
Watching his death in the waiting corridor was still quite a novel experience for Wang Luo.
In addition to the scrolls in front of you, there are four other scrolls hanging in the long corridor, which also show the situation in their respective venues. There are always one or two of them where the protagonist is himself.
And he was able to observe his various deaths up close.
Even for those who have experienced a hundred battles, their own death is definitely a novelty. What's more, the mental remnant image array in this theme arena is quite powerful, and it accurately restores more than ninety percent of his original ability. In other words, in those battles that ended in his tragic death, the results were very different for him.
For his tragic death, Wang Luo didn't have any feelings of shame, let alone unwillingness, after all, even Immortal Ancestor Chicheng was pushed by someone...... On the other hand, after witnessing his death again and again from all kinds of fancy tricks, he only felt that he had benefited a lot.
It turns out that there are still such flaws in his body, it turns out that these magic weapons and immortal techniques have such a miraculous effect on him, and it turns out that he has these inadvertent small actions in actual combat......
In most people's eyes, Lu Youyou's inclusion of Wang Luo on the challenge list was a business consideration, after all, he alone proved to contribute more than a third of the operating income...... But Wang Luo realized that this was actually Lu Youyou helping him practice, sharpening his edge with the combat wisdom of countless people with lofty ideals in the Immortal Alliance!
And this is something that can only be done in the era of the New Immortal Calendar.
Of course, in the old days, there were also formations similar to the remnants of the mind, which could also allow cultivators to face all kinds of enemies in the illusion realm and accept all kinds of tricky tests. But even if the wisdom of the Mahayana True Monarch of the old world is exhausted, it is impossible to deduce such a variety of people in the new era and imagine such a whimsical method of warfare.
It's been a great benefit.
With a sigh of satisfaction, Wang Luo stood up, and under the focus of countless curious eyes around him, he walked into the door single-handedly.
After a moment, he felt the whole world immerse himself in front of him, as if an invisible tide was overflowing. The spacious armament room gradually dissolved in this invisible tide, the solid floor turned into fertile soil, and grass grew in the cracks of the soil, and a rushing stream in the distance sent the moist smell to the end of his nose, and in the blink of an eye, Wang Luo was already in the other world.
It's not a pure illusion, because no illusion is so realistic. But it is by no means a real scene, because if it is a real scene, the wealthy businessman just now has only the urn left......
The afterimage of the mind, the virtual and the real are blended. All experiences are almost absolutely real, only the results are illusory. As the cutting-edge technology of Hope, this seems to have surpassed the immortal path of the old world.
And in this afterimage world that transcends the old world, Wang Luo sees another self.
After two years of slumber and no witness to the fifteen years of life of the Taiqing Holy Maiden, from today's perspective, although Wang Luo is vibrant, he is also young and immature, no wonder it will make Lu Zhiyao, who has always been heart-beating and impatient, break her defenses.
Such a young little guy who condensed the absurd pill early, but he ran around, not knowing how to converge...... The two years of mandatory confinement are essentially a form of protection.
At the same time, the pictures on the grassland were also put on the picture scrolls of the waiting corridor, on the water curtain suspended in the middle of the hall, and in the hundreds of green houses in the too illusory realm.
Everything in the stadium was instantly watched by thousands of spectators.
And inexplicably, Wang Luo also came into contact with the thoughts of those audiences, and some noisy sounds rippled in his heart, like a distant aftersound.
"It's so boring, it's Wang Luo again."
"Although it is indeed the weakest mountain master, it is not enough to catch one and beat it endlessly."
"And it's a boring single brush, why do so many people think they can succeed in a single brush? So far, even if you bring the puppet legion, there are only a handful of successful single-brush records. ”
"If you have to brush Wang Luo, I also want to see the blood bar disappearance technique of those strong firepower teams...... I don't know when someone will be able to brush Wang Luo into a second. ”
"Wait, isn't this challenger named [Wang Luo Benzun] a little familiar? And can this team name actually pass the certification of the Construction Investment Commission? I remember that someone wanted to name [I am Lu Youyou's husband], but they were directly expelled from the arena and permanently banned from ......"
The noise seemed to last for a long time, and it seemed to be only for a moment, and all the noise when Wang Luo was concentrating disappeared.
Instead, the narrator's voice rings in his head.
"Please be prepared to silently remember in your mind that after the start of the battle, count down to three seconds, and time will thaw."
"Good, one, two, three!"
The next moment, the battle began.
The next moment, thousands of pairs of eyes, or expectant, impatient, or indifferent...... The focus is on this grassland.
The next moment, Wang Luo, who was far away in the middle of the grassland, threw a cold glance at Wang Luo, who had just entered.
The moment the four eyes touched, the crimson primordial infant in the inner house opened his eyes, and the thoughts in the deity's heart were transmitted to another him in a resonant situation.
Just like in the past, when the Rongcheng was in turmoil, he used secret techniques to recover the desolate demons, from the high existence, and the top-down compulsory orders covered everything in the low positions in a flash of resonance.
"Do it."
Wang Luo, who was in the middle of the grassland, suddenly lit up the fire of reason that did not belong to him, only to see him raise his right hand without hesitation, put his four fingers together like a knife, and cut off his head with one knife!
Without any resistance, even the flawless body control ability of the Innate Dao Body was used at this moment to soften his own defense, so that the hand knife could cut off the human head faster! A yuan baby in the inner house, a desolate pill, has no will to resist, and sees his master's vitality cut off!
And before the head hits the ground, this tidal world is like the snow melting, returning to the original appearance of the armament room.
The battle is over.
Although there is only one moment, as if only a person can blink his eyes, life and death and the ending are seen at this moment.
And the official settlement result of the battle was also presented to all the audience in the voice of the commentator who was extremely surprised.
"Zero, one tenths of a second...... No, it's incredible, it's ...... Wrong! Sorry spectators, we need to contact the technical team immediately to confirm the validity of the outcome of this battle, and please wait a moment! ”
As a result, all the picture scrolls, water curtains, and green houses were interrupted.
And even in the armament room, Wang Luo could clearly hear the chaotic voices from inside and outside the round hall, and even more distant from the other side of the Illusory Realm. Even in the past three months, I have seen too many incredible victories and defeats......
But the scene in front of him is still beyond everyone's imagination!
Listening to the voice vaguely stirring in his mind, Wang Luo smiled indifferently: "I'm sorry, this speedrunning game will end here." ”
(End of chapter)