The black mist was like thick ink, churning on the competition stage surrounded by the protective formation.
In the mist, even the things in front of me could not be seen clearly, and the surroundings were covered in darkness, as if in the deepest dark night.
Chu Wuyong sat on the ground in a casual posture, with his slender and powerful palms resting on one of the raised legs, appearing more casual and at ease.
At this moment, the thick black mist seemed to undergo a slight change. The black mist around Chu Wuyong suddenly twisted, and a chilly wind blade moved towards Chu Wuyong's unsuspecting back. hit the past.
Chu Wuyong didn't seem to notice the danger that was approaching him at all, and he still maintained his original leisurely appearance, but when the wind blade was about to touch him, his figure was scattered like smoke , randomly gathered together again, still maintaining that posture and sitting on the spot.
Seeing this scene, Song Qingyun, who was hidden in the thick black mist, couldn't help but slightly widened his eyes, and couldn't believe what he saw. He didn't see clearly at all how Chu Wuyong escaped his attack, and after dodging his attack, Chu Wuyong continued to sit there like that, which was clearly a silent mockery of him!
Song Qingyun's complexion turned darker, looking at Chu Wuyong's figure surrounded by black mist, his eyes became more and more gloomy. Then, he appeared for a moment and disappeared into the black mist.
Then, sneak attacks like this one happened countless times. But no matter how Song Qingyun attacks, the seemingly successful attack will be dodged by Chu Wuyong at the last second when he is about to succeed.
After countless attempts, Song Qingyun's face almost turned black into a lump of charcoal. There was no way for him to get close to Chu Wuyong's body silently, let alone how to touch the fragment in his hand to Chu Wuyong's skin.
Before he tried Chu Wuyong again and again, he didn't just want to hurt Chu Wuyong before confronting Chu Wuyong head-on. He also wanted to use his magic weapon to disturb Chu Wuyong's mind with his elusive attack.
But he didn't expect that in the end, Chu Wuyong wasn't hurt a bit, and he was so breathless that he almost wanted to vomit blood because of Chu Wuyong's appearance. Chu Wuyong calmly allowed him to attack, as if he was just a tricky clown, and he had no value at all to make him attack.
Song Qingyun clenched the piece of debris in his hand, and glanced at Chu Wuyong's direction. Since the method of attacking with a magic weapon is not feasible, then in this case, he can only think of other methods.
But before he took out his other magic weapon, Chu Wuyong, who had been sitting on the ground since the beginning of the competition, had not changed, suddenly got up and stood up.
Song Qingyun watched Chu Wuyong's movements, and for some reason, panic suddenly rose in his heart, as if he was the prey being watched by the hunter in the dark.
But how is this possible, although all his previous sneak attacks failed, it is impossible for Chu Wuyong to find out his whereabouts.
That's right, he's still on the favorable side now, and he can't mess himself up just because of his previous failure.
Song Qingyun managed to settle down his complicated thoughts, but found that Chu Wuyong's figure had disappeared in front of him. It's as if he used the magic weapon to make Chu Wuyong unable to find his trace, and now he has also lost Chu Wuyong's whereabouts.
Song Qingyun looked at the place where Chu Wuyong was originally, and couldn't help shrinking his pupils.
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For Chu Wuyong, there is no suspense about the outcome of this game. As early as a few days ago, Chu Wuyong had already entered the middle stage of Golden Core. However, there are more than enough monks who are about to enter the golden core stage.
Chu Wuyong's figure was hidden in the black mist that Song Qingyun used to deal with him, like a black panther hiding in the darkness, watching the prey, and preparing to strangle the prey at the most suitable time, silently Breathlessly approaching the unknown prey.
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Song Qingyun never imagined that the current situation was completely reversed from the beginning. He who had the upper hand was now at a disadvantage.
None of the magic tools that were in touch with him gave him information about where Chu Wuyong was, and he could only faintly feel that Chu Wuyong was near him. But in what direction, he didn't know at all.
Just as Song Qingyun held the magic weapon defensively and looked around, in the black mist behind him, Chu Wuyong in a black shirt seemed to be integrated with the black mist.
With his deep black eyes, Chu Wuyong glanced at Song Qingyun, who was obviously in a mess not far away, moved his fingers slightly, and the black mist around him gradually changed into the appearance of a black panther. Following Song Qingyun, he rushed over.
Although Song Qingyun was very puzzled by the fact that Chu Wuyong suddenly disappeared within the range of his magic weapon arrangement, his strength was only a little bit close to breaking through and entering the golden core stage.
Therefore, when the black panther was about to pounce on his back, Song Qingyun sensed that something was wrong. He turned around quickly, and the magic weapon like a long ruler in his hand suddenly flashed a stream of light, and he jumped with his mouth open. The black panther gathered by the black mist towards him broke up.
After the black panther was hit by Song Qingyun's attack, it dissipated into black mist and merged with the surrounding black mist, as if the attack just now was just Song Qingyun's illusion.
After breaking up a few more black panthers condensed from the black mist, Song Qingyun finally confirmed that he had fallen into the illusion set by Chu Wuyong.
Originally, these black mist were created by him using magic tools to confuse Chu Wuyong's illusion, but I don't know when, this environment that was originally very beneficial to him was used by Chu Wuyong instead, and turned against him Own.
Song Qingyun couldn't help but gritted his teeth secretly in his heart, and even felt that he became more and more jealous of Chu Wuyong.
Chu Wuyong's original identity is known to all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect. He was originally just a handyman disciple who cleaned the yard, but he didn't know what kind of shit luck he had and how many lifetimes of blessings he had accumulated before he was accepted All the disciples of Qingyun Sect wanted Gu Qingchen, who wanted to be a teacher, to accept him as his apprentice.
If after being accepted as an apprentice by Gu Qingchen, with his aptitude, it's nothing special. But after he became Gu Qingchen's disciple, it was as if he had suddenly enlightened, from being ordinary to soaring into the sky, causing everyone to stare at him.
It is clear that before Chu Wuyong was just such a small character who could be manipulated by others, even if he died in Qing Yunzong, he would not attract anyone's attention, but now he is so dazzling. And his aptitude is obviously not bad, but he was not favored by any elders or peak masters, and he became their direct disciple, he could only be an ordinary inner disciple.
Compared with Chu Wuyong, he is not reconciled, why doesn't he have such good luck
If he can also be accepted as a personal disciple by an elder like Chu Wuyong, he will definitely do better than Chu Wuyong.
A trace of resentment flashed in Song Qingyun's eyes, and he squeezed the fragment in his hand even tighter.