Wuhun: Desert Death on the left hand, the world on the right hand

Time flies, and three years are gone in a flash.

In the past three years, Bai Yun and the other two have been staying in the Secret Realm of Time, concentrating on refining the Soul Bond Beads. Finally, one million Soul Bond Beads were refined!

The three of them came out of the secret realm of time, stretched, felt the fresh air outside, and had relaxed smiles on their faces.

"Finally it's out! It's been three years, and I almost forgot what alcohol tastes like!" Bai Zhaoyun stretched out his body, his bones crackling, and he let out a comfortable groan.

"Yeah, I haven't had a decent meal in three years. I almost forgot what meat tastes like." Nasus also looked emotional. He touched his shriveled stomach and felt like he could swallow a cow.

"Let's go to Zuixianlou and have a good meal to celebrate!" Bai Zhaoyun suggested. Although he was not as exaggerated as Nasus, he also looked tired.

"That's exactly what I meant!" Bai Yun nodded with a smile, "I can't wait to taste the Drunken Immortal Wine from Zuixianlou!"

"Hahahahaha, okay! Let's set off now!" Bai Zhaoyun said, and was about to pull Bai Yun and Nasus out.

“Yun’er, Nasus, and this fellow Bai Zhaoyun, please stay!”

At this moment, a steady middle-aged voice came from behind the three people.

The three of them looked back and saw Zhu Weng walking towards them with a smile.

"Master, why are you here?" Bai Yun asked with a smile.

"Haha, I'm here to inform you two hall masters that today's sect competition is the final one to decide the champion and runner-up. Please move to the martial arts arena to watch the competition. I'll also announce the rewards for this sect competition."

"Oh? The last one?" Bai Zhaoyun became interested after hearing that. "Okay, let's go and watch it."

The three followed Elder Zhu Weng to the martial arts arena. At this time, the arena was already surrounded by disciples who came to watch the battle.

In the center of the martial arts arena, two figures were fighting fiercely.

One of them was holding a green sword, with sharp sword light and vigorous moves. It was Lin Feng.

The other person, wearing a black suit, had a slender figure and a cold temperament. He held a black long sword in his hand. The sword light was cold and his moves were sharp. It was Li Chen.

At this point, the fight between the two had reached a fever pitch.

"I didn't expect that after not seeing him for a few months, Li Chen's strength has improved to such an extent!" Bai Yun couldn't help but admire him as he watched the two people fighting fiercely in the field.

"Yes, this boy is truly a genius in cultivation!" Bai Zhaoyun also nodded, his eyes full of admiration.

"Look, Lin Feng is about to use his ultimate move!"

Just then, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted loudly.

Bai Yun and the other two hurriedly looked towards the field, and saw that the green sword in Lin Feng's hand suddenly burst out with a dazzling green light, and a powerful sword intent rose into the sky.

"The Wind Wolf is possessing me!"

Lin Feng shouted loudly, and a huge green wolf shadow appeared behind him.

"Nine-hit swift slash!"

Lin Feng's figure turned into a green lightning and rushed towards Li Chen. The green sword in his hand turned into nine sharp sword lights and slashed towards Li Chen.

"Little tricks!"

Seeing this, Li Chen snorted coldly, and the black sword in his hand burst out with a dazzling black light, and a strong breath of death emanated from him.

"Shadow Leopard, possess!"

Behind Li Chen, a huge black shadow leopard appeared.

"Three Mysterious Phantoms!"

Li Chen swung the black sword in his hand fiercely, and three black sword beams, carrying the breath of death, slashed towards Lin Feng.

"boom!"

The black blade light collided with the nine green sword lights, causing a deafening roar.

"puff!"

Lin Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Lin Feng, you lose!"

Li Chen walked slowly in front of Lin Feng and looked at him calmly.

"Cough cough cough..."

Lin Feng struggled to stand up, but as soon as he exerted force, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and couldn't help but spit out another mouthful of blood.

"Are you okay?" Li Chen looked at Lin Feng.

"Brother Li, you are really cruel!" Lin Feng looked at Li Chen helplessly.

"Brother Lin, I'm sorry! I only recently figured out this move, so I'm not proficient in using it yet." Li Chen said as he stretched out his right hand to pull Lin Feng up, brushing off the dust on his body.

Bai Yun and the other two stood on a high platform, having a panoramic view of the entire competition.

"That Li Chen must be our nephew, right? He is truly a genius!" Bai Zhaoyun praised, "Nasus, you have a really good eye!"

"Yes, he has only practiced for two months and has reached level 26. This is a genius that is rare in ten thousand years, if not once in a thousand years!" Bai Yun also nodded.

“Talent is important, but I value his character and perseverance more.” Nasus said in a deep voice, with a hint of approval in his eyes.

Bai Zhaoyun smiled and said, "This kid is cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and he's taciturn. He's quite similar to you!"

“Perhaps that is why I accepted him as my disciple.” Nasus said lightly.

"By the way, what about the possession they just used? In Douluo Continent, isn't it true that only those who have reached level 70 can perform spirit possession?" Bai Zhaoyun looked puzzled.

"I was just about to ask, Nasus, do you know the reason?" Bai Yun turned and looked at Nasus.

"I don't know either! I have been with you all this time. I don't know much about Li Chen's situation." Nasus shook his head.

"I know a little about this matter." Zhu Weng, who had been silent all this time, said, "When Elder Sang proposed the idea of ​​a martial soul fusion technique, he accidentally mentioned it to Lin Feng. That kid took it to heart and secretly studied it. Although he didn't develop a fusion technique in the end, he accidentally figured out this method of possession."

"Oh? Then why does Li Chen know it too?" Bai Zhaoyun asked

"Li Chen, Lin Feng, Li Hao and Yun Fei are like brothers. I think this is a time for them to exchange ideas and learn from each other." Zhu Weng speculated.

"So that's it!" Bai Zhaoyun suddenly realized

"By the way, Master, why don't I see Master Sang today?" Bai Yun looked around but could not see Master Sang.

Zhu Weng shook his head helplessly: "You kid, you are always rash! Elder Sang went to the Xingdou Great Forest to find the old fox to discuss the capture of the ten thousand year soul beast. The competition is about to end. You promised that the top 100 would be given ten thousand year soul beasts, but now there are not enough ten thousand year soul beasts in the sect. What should we do?"

...

Upon hearing this, Bai Yun touched his nose awkwardly and was speechless for a moment.

"Okay, Yun'er," Zhu Weng's voice was low and calm, but with an unquestionable majesty, "The competition is over. As the hall master, you should go on stage and say a few words." His eyes fell on Bai Yun, with some encouragement and expectation.

“Nasus, you should go,” Bai Yun looked at Nasus for help. “I have no experience in such a solemn occasion and cannot handle it.”

Bai Zhaoyun also noticed Bai Yun's embarrassment. He gently patted Bai Yun on the shoulder and said to Nasus, "Yes, Nasus, you should go. Bai Yun and I have never experienced this before. You are more suitable."

Nasus was silent for a moment, his deep gaze swept over everyone, and finally he nodded slowly and replied, "Okay." His voice was low and powerful, with an irresistible majesty.

“This sect competition is now over!” Nasus’ voice was loud and majestic, echoing throughout the entire martial arts arena. “The competition rewards will be distributed in three days! Within three days, the top 100 will pass the corresponding level of the Nine-Layered Illusionary Tower as quickly as possible.”