Perfect World: Start by traveling to the Wuwang Mansion

Chapter 259: One Thousand Consecutive Victories!
Lianhua felt like she had hit an indestructible wall and flew backwards.

Shi Qingyun lightly pushed out with his palm and knocked her out of the ring, with a calm look in his eyes.

Lianhua landed gently from mid-air, feeling the stinging pain on her body, knowing that Shi Qingyun was holding back.

Otherwise, under that palm strike, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.

After bowing in the direction of Shi Qingyun, he stepped aside, still having some favorable impression towards Emperor Yun.

In the following rounds, Shi Qingyun did not use heavy hands unless the opponent had any ill will towards him.

Those who have grown up will be the future leaders of the Nine Heavens. It is not a bad thing to be able to make friends with them. Besides, his Yun Palace also needs more geniuses to join.

But there are others, like the one in front of you.

In front of Shi Qingyun, a man in a pink robe, with orchid fingers and a jade-handled round fan in his hand, looked at him with jealousy.

"What? The Cloud Emperor is just an ugly freak."

"Why else would you keep wearing this ugly mask?"

Xuan Ran looked at Shi Qingyun with great disdain, thinking that he was just a guy who was trying to fool people with some tricks.

"Come on, take off your mask and let me see."

"If you're not bad looking, I might even consider keeping you by my side."

Shi Qingyun looked at the guy who had been chattering as soon as he appeared, and some black lines appeared on his forehead.

Especially when he said the last sentence, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

"Is this your last words?"

"That's it, rest in peace!"

A golden body appeared behind Shi Qingyun, and without giving Xuan Ran a chance to say another word, the power of heaven gathered in his hands.

It pressed down on him, and the void began to break apart.

Xuan Ran, who had been chattering away before, was pressed down on the stage by this blow, and the round fan in his hand turned into powder.

Not until he felt the crisis of death deeply at this moment did he understand why he and his men had fought so politely.

He was about to beg for mercy, firmly believing that Shi Qingyun would let him go.

However, this illusion of his along with his body dissipated on the stage, and his body exploded directly.

When Qingtian's palm came down, even the arena that had stood since the ancient times was shaking slightly.

Looking at Xuan Ran who exploded on the spot, some cultivators who had plans in mind because Shi Qingyun did not kill anyone had looks of astonishment on their faces.

At the same time, beads of sweat appeared on his back, and the calculations in his mind disappeared completely.

Some cultivators also came to their senses just now. The title of Emperor Yun was not earned through mercy. There was blood flowing under this title.

Shi Qingyun waved his sleeves to clear away the blood mist in the air, his face calm, as if he had just slapped an ant to death.

Quietly waiting for the arrival of the next challenger.

"This is the real Cloud Emperor, decisive in killing."

“We don’t kill people because it’s unnecessary.”

Some monks who had fought with Shi Qingyun before were now filled with gratitude, with beads of sweat already hanging on their foreheads.

When the challenger who came up later saw Shi Qingyun, he felt a surge of pressure in his heart and had no choice but to fight him.

The result was self-evident. He chopped down those monks with just one sword.

The evening clouds gather and the setting sun hangs.

The battles were still going on on various arenas, with roars resounding through the sky, but many cultivators had their eyes fixed on the arena where Shi Qingyun was.

Shi Qingyun was seen walking with the Eight Direction Steps, holding the Sun Sword, and slashing forward with a solemn expression.

"clang"

A deep cut was left on the hard arena, and the sparks that flew out obscured the situation on the battlefield.

When the battle was over and the wind and waves calmed down, Shi Qingyun's figure slowly walked out of the smoke, and behind him was the cultivator who was cut into two.

Just as he collapsed powerlessly on the stage, Shi Qingyun let out a long breath, fatigue unconcealable in his eyes.

The many monks who were watching the battle below were already stunned. Some of them spoke with trembling voices full of excitement.

"Win... Win? Win! The thousandth victory!"

"He has killed thousands of people so quickly, almost twice as many as other geniuses and monsters."

"Such a domineering strength, it can be said that he is invincible in the same realm."

Shi Qingyun immediately sat down cross-legged and began to regulate his breathing. After experiencing thousands of battles, even he could not bear it anymore.

Especially as the strength of the geniuses who took action later in the game became stronger, the pressure on him became greater and greater.

Fortunately, he successfully defended the title. He was also the first champion to appear. All he had to do next was defeat the other champions before he could get the ultimate fortune.

With the end of Shi Qingyun's battle, the battles on various stages also ended one by one.

All those who stayed there were geniuses known to the world.

"click"

In the next moment, the runes on each arena began to slowly wriggle, and crisp sounds of rotation came from the arena.

As a divine light flashed by, all the arenas merged together to form an even larger arena.

The champions began to look at each other in bewilderment, not daring to make any unusual movements. A chaotic fight might ensue.

If they are caught with the slightest opportunity, they will be attacked by everyone.

With this thought in mind, the other champions consciously surrounded Shi Qingyun and Shi Hao.

The reason is very simple. They are the strongest and pose the greatest threat. Only by attacking them first will they have a chance.

Seeing this scene, the witch came to Shi Qingyun in one step with a sword in her hand, her eyes full of determination.

Shi Qingyun was also stunned when he saw this. He naturally understood what she meant. Just when he was about to let her go, he didn't expect that her skin was covered by her dress.

She simply hooked her hand around his, feeling very satisfied with the gentle touch in her hand.

However, the people watching the fight below were all confused, their eyes fixed on the two of them.

"I never thought that the witch of Jie Tian Sect was a kind and righteous person. She was helped by Emperor Yun on the bluestone steps, and now she comes to help him."

"We monks should do this."

"This Yundi is really lucky. There are still people helping him in this situation."

Looking at this scene, a gleam of wisdom flashed in the eyes of Shi Hao on the other side. If his previous guess about Shi Qingyun's identity was just a guess.

However, when he saw the witch's actions, he was certain of Shi Qingyun's true identity. While a fighting spirit flashed in his eyes, he was also very happy in his heart.

"I knew it. This kid wouldn't die so easily."

………… “Witch, you are seeking death!”

"Do you know what you are doing? Do you really think we dare not touch you?"

Among the group of champions, a man stepped forward first, looking at the three people with murderous intent in his eyes, while the other champions behind him were also ready to make a move.

Only Shi Yi, Qin Hao and other people who had connections with Shi Hao retreated to the side, and the scene was in a stalemate for a while.

Shi Qingyun looked at the man who stood out, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and the Sun Sword in his hand emitted a cold light.

"Are you the eight-time champion?"

"Since you are so eager to die, I will grant your wish."

He swung the sword in his hand forward, and the sword light flashing with cold light pierced directly towards the Eight-Crown King, and the space shattered like a mirror.

However, he dodged this attack directly. Just when the two sides were about to start fighting, a sound like a Huangzhong Dalu suddenly came from the void.

"It seems we are not too late yet."

"This is lively. Looks like we can save some effort."

Looking in the direction of the voice, I saw a banished immortal in white, the six-crown king Ningchuan with the faint shadow of a Qilin accompanying him, and the ten-crown king surrounded by the sound of Taoism all appearing on the stage.

"There are still too many people on this stage!"

"Not everyone can get on the Immortal Ancient Arena. Brother Dao, how about we drive these irrelevant people off first?"

The Qilin pattern on Ning Chuan's forehead appeared faintly, and he spoke to Shi Hao, Shi Qingyun and others with a very relaxed and normal tone.

However, the arrogance in his tone puts people under tremendous pressure.

"It's the Six-time Champion Ning Chuan, the Ten-time Champion, and the Exiled Immortal!"

"It was previously rumored that these ancient freaks all failed to survive the catastrophe. Now it seems that these rumors have been refuted."

"It seems that they have all transformed successfully."

"Next, Emperor Yun and Huang will have an enemy."

After Shi Qingyun and Shi Hao looked at each other, they made up their minds. The witch on the side saw this scene.

Knowing that the next battle would only be between the five geniuses present, he glanced at Shi Qingyun with reluctance before leaving the stage.

The five of them also began to bombard the monks on the field tacitly, and each move was enough to shake the world.

In an instant, the situation on the ring began to change dramatically.

From wanting to eliminate the strongest person, to kicking those who are not strong enough out of the ring first.

"The weak are not qualified to stay on this stage."

"Get out of here!"

A chaotic battle broke out, and the other monks joined hands and rushed towards the five people, their eyes full of anger.

We are both geniuses, but now we are treated as weaklings. Who can tolerate this?

The shadow of Kunpeng slowly emerged from behind Shi Qingyun, then suddenly disappeared from the spot and came straight to the Eight-Crown King.

Although the continuous battles before had caused his divine power to be severely depleted, it was still not comparable to that of the current eight-time champion.

In the physical competition alone, the eight-time champion was at a disadvantage. After several rounds, Shi Qingyun's body was still intact.

However, strands of bright red blood appeared on the body of the eight-time champion, and blood also seeped out from the corners of his mouth.

The power of space surged out from Shi Qingyun's hands, and all kinds of complicated runes floated out from his right hand. A terrifying might made the void tremble.

"Reach for the stars!"

His expression was calm as he directly used the Star-Picking Hand towards the Eight-time Champion.

The palm flashing with starlight penetrated through layers of heaven and earth and landed firmly on his body. In an instant, crisp sounds of bone breaking were heard.

If it weren't for the life-saving trump card at the last moment, the eight-time champion would have been killed on the spot.

Just when Shi Qingyun was about to attack him again, he saw a wave of space fluctuations coming out, and his figure disappeared from the spot.

Only a pool of bright red blood and the void that was still rippling with waves remained.

"A boundary transmission talisman?"

"You're lucky this time. If I see you again next time, I will kill you with my sword."

Ignoring the eight-time champion who had already fled, his eyes were fixed on other battlefields.

Shi Hao fought against Shi Yi, Dugu Yun, Tianzi fought against Changgong Yan, and the other four were fighting fiercely with their opponents.

His body rose into the air and slowly stood on the stone pillars around the arena, without interfering in their direct fight.

Even if other champions attacked him, he would just wave his sleeves and blow them away.

Afterwards, he began to adjust his skills, and wisps of yin and yang energy seeped out from all over the void and swarmed towards him.

The divine power in his body was recovering rapidly, and a terrifying power was brewing in him.

After an unknown amount of time, the noise on the ring gradually weakened, and he opened his eyes again.

There were only five of them left on the stage.

The five men stood in five directions, a murderous aura circulated among them, and their might was released without reservation.

A hint of fighting spirit flashed in Shi Qingyun's eyes, and his body shook, and the golden body slowly stood up behind him.

The terrifying and domineering power was released wantonly, and following his movements, one hand pressed down towards the four people.

The Yin-Yang seal flowing between the palms exudes a sense of indestructibility.

The terrifying force of oppression was crashing wildly on the stage. The emperor, the banished immortal and the other three used their magic skills to fight back.

The battle broke out in an instant, and the five people were instantly engaged in a melee, with waves of battle aftermath sweeping out.

Shi Qingyun's palm fell down, and the arena was shaking. A sapling emerged from the emperor's hand and he just waved it forward lightly.

Suddenly, the stars fell and the void collapsed, as if the world was about to be recreated.

Shi Hao, with the art of reincarnation in one hand and the magic of thunder in the other, was also able to dominate the battlefield. Even though he was injured, his combat power should not be underestimated.

Various Taoist magics flew across the arena at a dazzling speed. The people watching below could only see several balls of light colliding with each other.

Shi Qingyun pressed one hand into the void, and the Void Beast Technique was performed. A mysterious ripple spread out from the palm of his hand.

Wherever the ripples reached, the void collapsed and space cracks cut wantonly, forcing the emperor and the banished immortal to retreat in an instant.

The Yin-Yang swords appeared in his hands. He held the swords tightly and instead of retreating, he advanced towards the two of them. With every swing and cut, the Yin-Yang Avenue began to tremble.

The exiled immortal slowly played a tune on the flute in his hand. The strange flute sound was like a sharp weapon cutting towards Shi Qingyun.

However, a ray of light that was invulnerable to all attacks emanated from Shi Qingyun's body, and the precious light emanated from his body, which immediately blocked the attack of the banished immortal.

Seeing this, the two of them realized how powerful Shi Qingyun was, and decided not to do what he wanted and directly join forces to fight him.

(End of this chapter)