Devour: Trade the future, abstract to godhood!

If I could get a master of the universe as my teacher, it would be a billion times better than any invincible kingship instructor.

But then he frowned.

Wait!

These powerful individuals, who exist outside the six major elite clans, generally roam the world.

You wouldn't ask him to leave human society and wander around with him, would you?

That.

How should I choose?

Wei Wen lowered his head and began to think.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

"brush--"

Looking at Ai Chen opposite them, the two of them burst out laughing.

"A fight?" Wei Wen raised an eyebrow.

"Give it a try," Ai Chencan said with a smile.

The two simultaneously unleashed their illusory divine weapons, causing illusory light, starlight, and even sword domains to collide with each other.

It seems like they're just playing around.

But its fierce power was enough to send chills down your spine even through the screen!

—The two of them are definitely serious!

In reality, Wei Wen would have won decisively.

But this is a battle of geniuses, in a virtual universe network.

Both individuals possessed the same level of genetic energy and mental power.

Even the amplitude of psychic power is almost the same under the shared light of the Dream Conch.

This is even more exaggerated than being taught by a master; it's just a direct copy and paste.

There's no way to break their moves!

of course.

Wei Wen still has a way to break the deadlock.

He once again conjured a flying sword of time in his hand and tilted his head at Ai Chen.

"Just admit defeat."

"Hmph, you can't bring yourself to do it, can you?" Ai Chen said smugly, "You have a conscience, I admit defeat~"

Ai Chen smiled and vanished into specks of light.

—Wei Wensheng!

Time flies away like a sword.

Wei Wen continued to ponder the question he had just asked.

Those watching from the outside were bewildered.

These two people

Something's not right!

Aside from not being able to find his wife, netizens can dig up a lot of information about him.

Wei Wen has little intelligence.

But Ai Chen has quite a few fans in her own universe.

The scandalous affairs of the Dream Winged Clan were soon made public.

"What? They're actually trying to arrange a marriage for my sister Aichen?"

"No wonder Sister Aichen ran off with someone, she deserves it!"

"The Light of the Dream Conch! No wonder Sister Aichen's fighting style is so similar to that monstrous Wei Wen!"

Wow! I'm so envious!

Which one do you envy?

I'm so envious of both of them!!!

The matter of Ai Chen admitting defeat was thus dropped.

After all, she's just a accessory, so it's reasonable that she can't beat the original, right?

Another half hour passed.

"brush--"

It was another familiar face, Luo Feng.

Luo Feng gave a wry smile.

"I'm so unlucky to have run into you, you monster."

"How were the results so far?" Wei Wen asked, reminiscing.

"I lost the first battle to Aichen, and the second battle to Bolan."

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Wei Wen shook his head repeatedly.

Even with all the cheat codes you've given yourself, you still can't beat Berlan!

Luo Feng instantly understood Wei Wen's meaning, and his face fell.

No!

What makes you think he can defeat that monster?

And

"That Berlan is almost a hundred years old, and I'm only 25!"

"If I had to train for that long, I would definitely be able to beat him!"

"I managed to injure him using my spatial folding technique!"

Luo Feng launched into a long, rambling argument, trying to prove that his crime was not due to war.

Wei Wen picked at his ear.

"Alright, enough rambling. Are we going to fight or not?"

In response, Luo Feng gave him a pair of middle fingers.

"I'm not looking for a beating, I give up!"

Ok!

They didn't even bother fighting; they just grabbed the bucket and ran away.

The resourceful netizens quickly uncovered the reason—the two had known each other for a long time.

They even participated together in the space apprentice mercenary assessment.

They must have sparred a lot in private, and Luo Feng definitely lost more often than he won.

Um.

Judging from how quickly he gave up, he's probably never won before.

follow.

Everyone's attention was focused on Berlan.

His opponent in this match is—Ai Chen!

If we lose.

Naberan was no match for Wei Wen, and the title of the world's number one ranked player was now settled.

若胜

That would be interesting!

Bolan and Aichen understood this as well, and they were both giving it their all.

Thousands of spatial illusions and time mirror images fought each other in every space of the arena, leaving Ai Chen no room to use his illusory divine weapon.

He could only wield two swords and engage in close combat with Berlan.

This exposed Ai Chen's weakness—in the past three years, she had only replicated Wei Wen's laws of time and light, but had not yet caught up with his laws of space.

He naturally wouldn't know Wei Wen's signature combat technique, the New Seven Absolute Blades.

Therefore, the close-combat methods still rely on my previous understanding—an outdated version from four years ago.

Faced with Bolan's elegant and cunning sword, he was completely powerless to defend himself.

The only way to delay is through the Time Lapse, and then seize the opportunity to use the pseudo-Time Stop to turn the tide.

They appear to be evenly matched.

However, the two secret techniques consume a great deal of energy, and if the battle continues, Ai Chen will definitely lose.

She had no choice but to change.

The main body retreated and unleashed the third level of the Illusionary Divine Weapon - Sword Domain, annihilating it along with its own time mirror image!

This frees up space.

Berlan then changed his strategy, using his spatial illusion to deplete Aichen's mental energy, while his main body retreated to the edge.

With the cover of his spatial illusion, Ai Chen was completely unaware.

By the time she realized what was happening...

Not only did it consume a huge amount of mental energy, but the space of the arena was also compressed by more than half.

The defeat is set.