My Way

Chapter 584 Ling Wuyuan VS Yi Yunhe (V)
'How is that possible? ? '

'How old is he? ? '

"How is it possible to have such a high level of skills at such a young age? ? "

Yi Yunhe's mentality collapsed and he thought to himself: 'Even if I start training from the womb, this kind of thing is totally impossible! ! '

If we say that just now, when Yi Yunhe faced Ling Wuyuan's incredibly strange speed, he would only be secretly surprised that Ling Wuyuan's special physique was indeed extremely strong. He was obviously only in the [Spirit Condensation Realm], but he could have such a speed.

Even if we look at the entire history of the [Golden Mist Continent], a special physique that reaches such a level of strength is truly rare!
So, now Yi Yunhe is shocked by Ling Wuyuan's talent or comprehension ability.

Just a glance.

Yi Yunhe was completely certain that the sword that Ling Wuyuan had just swung had already reached the supreme and exquisite realm that he had been unable to reach even after thousands of years of hard work...

That is a technique that can only be described as perfect!!

Just witnessing from a distance.

It can make him instinctively feel horrified! !

And this shock.

Even worse than before.

As for the former, Yi Yunhe could say that his extraordinary speed was something that was innate. Although he was a little envious, it was still within his acceptable range.

The latter, this technology, this exquisite technology that made Yi Yunhe feel that he had lived like a dog for hundreds of years, made him feel shocked and even angry...

He is very clear.

That is something that the young practitioner in front of him can only obtain through his own efforts.

That is a result that can only be achieved through countless efforts and repeated learning.

It is definitely not something that comes naturally!

This directly means that Ling Wuyuan's talents in special abilities, martial arts, and cultivation are all overwhelmingly powerful...

All aspects!
Powerful without any flaws!!

It is not just about surpassing so-called fellow practitioners.

Even those practitioners who are much more senior than him.

Neither is anywhere near the other's match.

There's no comparison.

Even though he considered himself to be strong and knowledgeable.

When faced with the skills Ling Wuyuan just displayed, they could only feel despair on the spot...

Just a glance.

Yi Yunhe instinctively understood that it was a higher level realm, far beyond his current reach.

even……

Even if he tried his best throughout his life, he would still find it difficult to reach that state...

therefore.

After a brief moment of stunned silence.

He felt angry immediately.

The injustice of God!!

Why is it that some people are born with such special abilities and also have such a high level of comprehension?

In the face of such talent.

Not to mention ordinary people.

Even though he was once called a super genius by other genius practitioners, he could only feel despair and injustice from the bottom of his heart. It was a feeling that others were born far superior to him, overwhelmingly excellent...

Others just put in a little more effort.

It is the pinnacle you never dared to dream of...

however.

Regarding Yi Yunhe's anger and unwillingness.

Ling Wuyuan didn't feel anything.

At the moment when he successfully swung the sword.

He just felt that he had vaguely touched upon some completely new realm.

The realm of skills.

He could sense that the attack he had just launched was far more natural than any of his previous attacks!!

That feeling...

It's like everything is under my control!

My own strength, the direction of the sword, the flow of air, the enemy's movement trajectory...

All the information is as detailed and easy as reading the lines on your palm. Finally.

He naturally understood how he should swing the sword.

However, that feeling came and went quickly, fading away quickly almost the moment the blow was thrown.

Only some inexplicable feelings remained in Ling Wuyuan's heart.

It was as if the blow just now was just something fleeting.

It was the feeling of having just missed the first prize.

Faced with that feeling of loss.

Even Ling Wuyuan couldn't avoid feeling lost for a moment.

But just as the sword just now came and went quickly.

For Ling Wuyuan, that feeling of loss was also something that came and went quickly.

Not even a breath is needed.

He adjusted his attitude on his own.

As for the reason?

Very simple.

He firmly believed in one thing - his potential was definitely far more than this.

Whether it is the fleeting state just now or a higher state, one day I will step into, master and completely surpass it! !
therefore.

He certainly doesn't need to feel lost because of a short-term loss.

That is something that belongs to itself.

Even if he temporarily leaves my hands now, he will eventually fall into my hands in the future.

The sword just now.

It will eventually reappear in your hands at a suitable time.

In a more stable and mature way.

No longer fleeting like a shooting star.

As for when that time is...

Ling Wuyuan slowly turned his gaze towards Yi Yunhe, whose murderous intent had reached its peak...

He understood that this battle was actually the best time.

As long as I can kill the other person.

So that was the state just now.

You will completely grasp it! !

Oh, that’s not right… It should be said that only by fully grasping that state of mind will he have the opportunity to eliminate the opponent at a smaller cost.

Trial.

This is a trial.

Although he didn't know what the strong man in front of him was called.

But Ling Wuyuan still realized that the other party's existence was another test in his life...

The only thing we can do is to cross it with dignity.

Only then can you prove that all your efforts have turned into the most delicious fruits.

Think of this.

Ling Wuyuan's expressionless face couldn't help but reveal a very obvious smile and murderous intent.

A sea of dark grey fog had also filled the air around him without him noticing when.

His figure seemed to be sometimes real and sometimes illusory, like some kind of elusive mirage.

this moment.

The speed at which his lifespan burned quietly increased from three hundred times to three thousand times.

Every second, nearly an hour of life is burning!
Under the nourishment of that fuel.

Just like bamboo shoots after the rain.

A large amount of granulation tissue and blood threads grew directly from his wound...

Same moment.

In anger, jealousy, dissatisfaction... the ghost behind Yi Yunhe quietly attached himself to him, causing Yi Yunhe's power to reach its peak! !
Just standing above the sky.

The gravity coefficient of the surrounding area within tens of kilometers will undergo significant changes due to his power, increasing thousands of times out of thin air.

The dark blue ghost fires in the sky turned into a torrent, surging more and more violently...

(End of this chapter)