Chapter 1720 Challenge Wan Tianpeng (Part 2)

Even Tianyou himself knew that even if Mo Wentian went to the battlefield outside the world, he might do better than himself. No matter what aspect he was, he would not be his opponent. The reason why he was to him was that he just couldn't stand some of his actions, and even had a layer of jealousy.

However, Tianyou never underestimated this opponent, and even regarded him as the goal he had always wanted to surpass. Han Yi hoped to use this method to motivate himself, hoping that he could find a better ending.

"The Holy Son of Water Burial originally had the soft advantage of water, but now he attacked in a arrogant manner. Wouldn't this be a backfire and unable to exert his own advantage?" Han Yi said helplessly.

"He is a little eager for quick success and instant benefits! Wan Tianpeng usually seems careless, but he can remain calm at critical moments. I did underestimate him before." Tianyou said slowly.

"I'm afraid it's not just you who underestimated him." Han Yi smiled slightly.

The Shui Burial Saint Son was even more nervous at this time. He did underestimate this Wan Tianpeng. The hasty attack made him seem very passive. Although he was the attacker, he took the initiative to go to someone else's place. Obviously, he was too hasty and too uneasy.

The Saint Son of Water Burial also became serious at this time. The two of them were back and forth, but it was not intense.

Some of the disciples present were very curious, why did these games not be very intense after the quarterfinals?

However, those masters know that only those who fight will have such a situation. The more tragic the battle, the more the battle is, the more unfair the two sides of the battle are definitely not masters. Only those who fight will have such a boring battle.

The Shui Burial Saint Son no longer attacked so violently, but instead made Wan Tianpeng a little panicked. The Shui Burial Saint Son found a solution so quickly, which was really not easy.

This Wan Tianpeng looked a little careless on the outside, but he cared very much in his heart. He hoped to deal with the problem in the best way, especially in the Heavenly Court.

The person he admires the most is Mo Wentian. He has learned a lot of the way Mo Wentian handles over the years, and Mo Wentian is definitely a genius and the only person Wan Tianpeng admires. He has always supported Mo Wentian over the years.

Therefore, Mo Wentian asked him not to fail in this Heavenly Court selection competition, and even asked him to find an opportunity to challenge Tianyou.

Even Mo Wentian knew it was unlikely, but he still wanted to give it a try.

Han Yi and Tianyou have been communicating. Tianyou now feels that in this Heavenly Court selection competition, especially among the people who have advanced, they probably have their own trump cards.

Just like Su Shu, who just won, he is definitely not easy.

Now, with Wan Tianpeng and the Saint Son of Shui Burial, these two people are equal and have little difference in strength.

Moreover, among the top eight people, there is one of the most mysterious Han Changsheng. Tianyou really feels helpless. This time it is probably better than ever. In this Heavenly Court selection competition, perhaps there are really a few big figures among these people, and it is probably better than Mo Wentian, Xue Li, Li Jianfeng and others.

Because that class of Mo Wentian was also a very outstanding class.

Because in that era there were Mo Wentian, bloody Li, swordsmanship, and Feng Ziyang.

That Heavenly Court selection competition was also very fierce. Mo Wentian defeated the heroes and won the first place, which was well deserved.

I just don’t know who will win this honor this time. Anyway, it seems that Tianyou has the highest call.

At this time, neither Shui Burial Saint Son nor Wan Tianpeng seemed to have done their best, but in fact they have reached a white-hot state. They are now in a fierce stalemate, and it is very likely that the winner will be decided in the next breath.

So, Han Yi and others stared at the ring without blinking, for fear that they would not see this mysterious moment.

But now they seem to be getting slower and slower.

"Guess why this is?" Han Yi said helplessly.

Tianyou was stunned and didn't understand what Han Yi was talking about.

"I said sometimes, why can anyone challenge the Heavenly Court, which is known as the most outstanding genius in this century?" Han Yi said helplessly.

"Maybe it's the same as you thought." Tianyou sighed.

Han Yi also knew that Tianyou was probably a little dissatisfied with the Heavenly Court at this time. Mo Wentian's stubbornness had almost aroused public outrage, but there was no way, Mo Wentian's majesty was still there.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two sides were entangled in an instant, but separated in an instant.

But, at that moment, they were intertwined again.

The figures of the two people suddenly accelerated, and the speed was getting faster and faster, making it impossible to see which one they were?

Even they had become one and could not tell who it was. After ten breaths, they did not decide the outcome.

Eventually, they separated.

The Sage Burial Saint had an Ice Soul Cold Light Sword in his hand.

That's right, it was the Ice Po Han Light Sword from the Tianshan Sect. It is rumored that the Tianshan Sect is one of the oldest sects in the Heavenly Court, but it has now perished. Who would have thought that the Ice Po Han Light Sword would fall into the hands of the Saint Son of Water Burial.

Some people suspect that the Shui Burial Saint Sword is the descendant of the Tianshan Sect, but in fact, the Shui Burial Saint Sword opened a mysterious cave on the battlefield outside the world, and then found the Shui Burial Saint Sword.

Who would have thought that the Saint Son of Water Burial was also a great expert in using swords.

As soon as the Ice Soul Cold Light Sword appeared, the entire scene instantly lowered countless temperatures, and the water vapor that was originally scattered in the air actually condensed.

Suddenly, Wan Tianpeng's body began to freeze, and eventually, it was frozen into an ice man.

Wan Tianpeng lost.

He lost a lot, and he did not lose to underestimate the enemy, nor did he lose to strength, but to lose to the opponent too cunning.

Who would have thought that the Holy Son of Water Burial would directly defeat Wan Tianpeng at the last moment, claiming to be the most outstanding disciple in the Heavenly Court in the past hundred years, and also Mo Wentian's most valued disciple.

However, from then on, a generation of myths fell.

Mo Wentian frowned. He didn't expect that Wan Tianpeng would lose, and he lost so badly.

What's more important is that from now on, Wan Tianpeng may have no potential to dig, because he failed, and this seed of failure will be deeply engraved in his heart from now on.

Wan Tianpeng's entire body was frozen, and the Saint Son of Water Burial slowly shook his head and walked out of the arena.

Several great gods looked at each other and immediately took action. Wan Tianpeng was freed from the freezing.

He is very disappointed now. Who would have thought that this would be the result?
Chapter completed!