Devour: Trade the future, abstract to godhood!

Arcane Art: Time Stop!

The sharp sword was slowed down to almost a standstill. Wei Wen took a step back and used the Shrinking Earth technique, but the spatial fluctuations were so strange that he could not fold the sword.

He wasn't given time to think.

Berlan has broken the secret technique, and the sword strikes again!

It seemed like a fatal blow was imminent

Wei Wen, however, smiled.

In the past, he would have been at a loss.

But how could he not have some kind of advantage if he dared to give up the advantage of long-range attacks as a mentalist and fight Berlan in close combat while wearing armor?

As a weapon controlled by the cosmic divine weapon, how could it not have some trump cards up its sleeve?

The runes on the armor of the Universe Divine Weapon and the Cosmic Divine Weapon lit up in a harmonious echo, unleashing the power he had just comprehended—

The third level: Space-Time Transfer!

Bolan's deadly sword pierced into the Divine Weapon, sinking straight into the hilt!

But the tip of the Blood Sword pierced out from the back of the Celestial Soldier behind him.

What's happening here?

"Snapped!"

Wei Wen grabbed Bo Lan's right arm, which was holding the sword, with his left hand, and slashed down with his spatial greatsword!

Berlan's Blood Sword was stuck, and his right arm was grabbed.

He could only draw the small blood sword with his left hand and raise it to defend himself.

Unexpectedly, the giant spatial sword was merely a feint; a verdant flying sword shot out from behind the broad, thick sword.

Time Flying Sword!

Wei Wensheng was afraid of being tricked again, and he didn't even prepare to kill him with one blow.

Instead, he aimed at Berlan's arm, which he had grabbed!

It's better to cut off an arm than to injure all ten fingers!

"Pfft!"

Berlan's right arm snapped off at the wrist, and he retreated rapidly.

Wei Wen did not pursue.

He pulled the blood-stained sword from his chest, and the protruding blade on the back of the Divine Weapon in the distance gradually shortened.

This third layer, Space-Time Transfer, involves activating the secret runes engraved on the armor to open a temporary passage using the laws of space.

Normally, establishing a spatial passage is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

But with the acceleration of the time law, there are shortcuts to quick success.

in this way.

Berlan's fatal blow was transferred through the spatial channel to the empty Cosmic God Soldier, so it didn't matter if it pierced through.

Berlan had also checked the data on the Cosmic Weapon, and at this moment he realized what was going on.

He smiled bitterly.

"Your spacetime laws have actually reached the third level of the Cosmic Divine Weapon?"

"Doesn't that mean your understanding of the laws of spacetime has already surpassed that of ordinary realm lords?"

Hehehe—

Bolan laughed with a tragic air.

He attacked again with the small blood sword in his left hand, but both his speed and threat level dropped sharply.

but.

Wei Wen was also at his last gasp!

The cost of establishing a spatial passage is so high that it is simply beyond the capacity of a ninth-order stellar-level system.

Wei Wen had already expended a great deal of energy, and now his mental energy was completely depleted.

The cosmic weapon is no longer usable.

But he still has his genetic energy!

It can also be transformed into the power of laws, reactivating the Time's Wound, and then wielding the Illusionary Divine Weapon to engage in a passionate duel with Bolan!

"Clang clang clang clang clang!!!!"

The two men, each wielding a sword, exchanged over a thousand blows in a few seconds.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for the final result.

After three thousand moves.

Bolan had figured out Wei Wen's moves, so he took a risk and withstood the blow head-on. His little blood sword then nimbly pierced Wei Wen's heart, skimming past the Illusionary Divine Weapon.

Arcane Art: Time Stop!

The small blood sword was frozen in place at Wei Wen's heart.

Wei Wen's Phantom Divine Weapon was easily held across Bo Lan's neck; a single, gentle swipe would be enough to end him.

The outcome is decided!

The brief time stop ended, and Berlan's Little Blood Sword fell from his hand.

“You have won. Let’s fight.” Bolan said frankly, “You did not use your innate secret techniques to fight me. I, Bolan, am willing to call you the strongest prodigy of our time.”

"I still benefited from being a mentalist," Wei Wen said modestly. "It's like I had two mana potions against you, even though I can only have four at most."

"Ok?"

"Oh, I let it slip. I still have a trump card to play."

"."

All the words in the world can be summed up in one sentence:

"Damn genius!!!"

How could a person be so monstrous?!

"Let's get started!"

"Okay!"

Wei Wen raised the Illusionary Divine Weapon high with both hands and unleashed the new Seven Absolute Blades - Leisurely, spitting out a hundred-meter-long blade of light.

A simple, unadorned downward chop.

There was no resistance; it was cut in two.

"Oh!"

"boom!"

"Splash—"

Fireworks exploded in the sky above the arena to celebrate Wei Wen's victory.

This is the end.

This year's Peak Genius Battle has officially concluded, with Wei Wencheng ranking first in the universe!

In the immortal seat.

Thirteen could no longer contain himself and burst into laughter!

Hahahaha—

First place!!!

Wei Wen won first place!!!

Luo Feng is fourth!

Hong Liuliu!

Thor, number seven!

The Qianwu Universe Kingdom has made history, becoming the most dazzling star of this year's Genius Battle!

The king's debt should at least be halved this time, right?

As the leader of the immortals, his rewards will certainly be substantial!

Cool!!!

The starry sky light screen of the arena finally opened.

A pink figure rushed in first, throwing herself into Wei Wen's arms.

Wei Wen caught Ai Chen and spun around in place a few times.

Luo Feng, Lei Shen, Hong, Rong Jun, and even Bo Lan, who had just been defeated, also appeared one after another.

The couple celebrating were all smiles.

Except for Berlan.

Um.

He has facial paralysis and doesn't like to smile.

After Wei Wen put Ai Chen down.

"Congratulations!" Luo Feng said sincerely, "You took down Bolan without any effort, truly living up to your reputation as a prodigy!"

Berlan: "."

Effortless?

Considering that Wei Wen's innate secret technique was useless, that he still had "two extra trump cards" hidden, and that there might even be other backup plans.