Gao Wu: Returning from the Tomb of Gods, I am invincible!

the night before.

The bright moon hangs high.

Things are not peaceful in Longcheng.

As the most prosperous city in the Dragon Kingdom.

She is a city that never sleeps.

Every time night falls.

Colorful neon lights are her best accessories.

Gorgeous but not seductive, dazzling but not dazzling.

And outside her, it was a quiet night.

Yang Yiyuan.

It is an elegant manor located in a beautiful place on the outskirts of Longcheng.

The pavilions and pavilions in the manor are arranged in an orderly manner, with small bridges and flowing water, giving it a unique elegance.

Everything is antique.

This is the resting place for the Dragon University participating teams.

This is a private residence that obviously belongs to Wu Xuanguang.

As the son of the God of War.

There's so much he could get if he wanted to.

At a young age, when others are still growing and working hard.

He can get everything that many people dream of.

But, is what others want really what he wants?

No one seemed to have ever asked him that question.

Tingfeng Pavilion.

Wu Xuanguang leaned on the fence and looked into the distance.

There are occasional lights in the courtyard.

It was pitch black above the attic.

In this darkness, his pure white training uniform also lost its color.

Only a pair of eyes vaguely revealed a complicated expression.

Da da……

Light footsteps sounded.

Wu Xuanguang remained unmoved, like a statue, still looking into the distance.

Mo Xuan walked slowly to Wu Xuanguang's side.

Using the same posture as Wu Xuanguang, leaning on the wooden railing, looking in the direction Wu Xuanguang was looking.

But he saw nothing.

There are famous moons and sparse cold stars higher up.

Further down, there were a few lights, sparkling blue water, and the chirping of insects.

Only in the middle, there seems to be nothing.

Just black.

Or the few looming stars in the far distance.

"Master Wu will also have troubles?"

"Can't you just stand here without worries?"

"But I think you do."

"That's just what you think."

Mo Xuan subconsciously wanted to refute, and even responded with more violent words.

But he abruptly stopped his mouth that was about to open.

But his expression finally turned gloomier.

Wu Xuanguang seemed to ignore him.

Immersed in his own world, looking at things that only he can see.

Dazed.

Not long after, Mo Xuan became a little unbearable.

He gritted his teeth and said:

"When he gave me Jiuyouhan, he gave you a knife."

"He named you Light, Xuanguang."

"But I am ink, pitch-black ink."

"This is not fair!"

He suppressed his anger, but there seemed to be a fire burning in his throat.

Finally, Wu Xuanguang seemed to have come to his senses.

He shifted his attention to Wu Xuanguang.

After looking at it for a few seconds, his lips moved slightly.

He said in a very calm voice:

"Brother, are you angry because of your incompetence?"

"You lost and you were angry."

"You can only get angry but you can't do anything."

"So you're angrier."

"Incompetent fury?"

"But who do you think cares about your anger?"

Mo Xuan's expression became a little distorted.

It seemed like I couldn't bear it anymore.

"what!"

He directly grabbed Wu Xuanguang's collar.

Wu Xuanguang was unmoved and remained expressionless.

"I'm holding a knife, but it's not his knife. Why don't you understand?"

"Why are you always so easily paranoid?"

"It's hard to believe that you actually have the same blood as me."

"His choice was not unreasonable."

"At least now it seems he didn't make the wrong choice."

"You already have a lot."

"You get a lot."

"But you're never satisfied and you always feel it's unfair."

"This all stems from your stupidity."

"My stupid brother."

"Don't let me down too much, okay?"

The night is as cool as water.

The night wind blows.

The green leaves on the branches are swaying one after another.

In Wu Xuanguang’s words.

Mo Xuan's inner defenses have been gradually defeated.

Words are invisible, but powerful.

And the look in his eyes made Mo Xuan feel a little chilled.

The night wind blows.

Mo Xuan shuddered unconsciously.

It was only October, but the night wind was already bone-chilling.

The ferocious and angry look on his face was no longer there.

"I understand your idea."

Wu Xuanguang looked away from Mo Xuan.

This time, his eyes followed the path of the night wind.

The invisible wind appeared in his eyes.

A mysterious force rose up.

Vaguely, Mo Xuan had an illusion that the person in front of him seemed to have gone with the wind.

He bit his lip.

Every time he thought about it, a feeling of shame would spread deep in his heart.

He didn't want to admit it.

But facts are facts.

I am just inferior, far inferior.

"You lost, and you lost ugly."

"I'll win it back for you."

"No matter what, you..."

"I will win."

Wu Xuanguang's calm and indifferent voice sounded.

There was no emotion at all, just as if he was stating a fact.

Mo Xuan didn't want to talk to him.

But now he couldn't help it anymore.

Regarding the shame of today's failure, he couldn't help it!

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't come to make it difficult for himself!

"Don't be careless, that guy is really strong!"

"Well, it's really strong for you."

"I'm serious!"

Mo Xuan couldn't stand this guy's attitude.

"Then what do you want to say?" Wu Xuanguang looked at Mo Xuan again.

"I'm just here to remind you, I hope you don't lose! If you lose, it will be very embarrassing! And it will be his face!"

"I won't lose."

"If you don't use that knife, you are no match for him!"

"Oh?"

Wu Xuanguang's lips curled up slightly, as if he was instantly interested.

"Nine Nether Confused Heart! Can you resist the Nine Nether Confused Heart? Can you react in such a short period of time and give me a counterattack!"

Wu Xuanguang was silent for a moment.

Jiuyou's confusing heart is Jiuyouhan's real trump card.

That is an attack that directly affects the spirit and sea of ​​consciousness.

If it is used with all its strength, ordinary warriors of the same level will never be able to resist it.

The only result is that the head explodes like a smashed watermelon.

Even if it's unusual, even if it's strong-willed, even if it's tough-minded.

Even if it doesn't explode.

At least you have to lose the ability to resist.

But Li Mu reacted so quickly at that time.

Wu Xuanguang has always been very confident.

But he also understands this brother by blood.

Understand the strength of his Jiuyouhan.

If you replace yourself.

Can resist.

But even if you prepare everything in advance, it is unrealistic to react so quickly.

"This doesn't mean anything. Some warriors are born with strong mental powers."

"Can you stop being so arrogant! Do you really want to fail? Experience the feeling of failure?"

Mo Xuan suddenly became anxious:

"I really hope you fail, but you can only lose in my hands!"

"Ha, I'm afraid that won't be possible in this life."

Wu Xuanguang smiled.

After a pause, before Mo Xuan was incompetently furious, he said again:

"This time, I will use the Xuanguang Knife."

"I'll make him pay."

"How about it?"

"Are you satisfied?"

"My dear brother."