The ancient giant bear hiding in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 369 The Flawless Iron Tortoise

"receive!"

In the nick of time, Wang Wu shouted and threw out the small cauldron, frantically absorbing the ownerless, pure blood energy. This was even purer than the purest spiritual liquid; this was truly a treasure.

At the same time, a total of twenty-three hairs were flung out, transforming into twenty-three versions of himself. Adding the original body and the first hair, that makes twenty-five Wang Wu.

It was as if twenty-five gluttonous beasts rushed directly into the dissipating, unclaimed tide of blood energy.

I inhale, I inhale! I inhale!

Wang Wu didn't dare to be too arrogant, fearing that his secret would be discovered. So, he actually took a big gulp of spiritual energy using his level 18 spiritual essence.

Truly, I swear to God.

But with just that one big gulp, he swallowed nearly two million points of Qi and Blood!

At this moment, the Mud King on the other side finally recovered from his anger and rage, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His head was buzzing, and he was even a little confused about the situation.
In reality, who can truly understand the situation?
Before this, there were a full five million points of Qi and Blood surging and raging like a tidal wave covering the sky in the entire arena.

This has been supplemented with supernatural powers and techniques.

Even if the organizers use a fleeting array of images for live streaming, how could they possibly pinpoint every single detail of the change?
High-level cultivators can only judge by the changes in the blood and qi tides, while weaker cultivators, such as those below the third rank, can only tremble and turn pale at this moment, not daring to look. Even with two layers of protective mountain formations in between, the terrifying pressure is unbearable for them.

Therefore, even those as powerful as the Super First Rank, such as the Snake Emperor, the Nine-Tailed Emperor, the Tree Grandfather, the Stone Demon, and other Super First Rank beings, could not make the correct judgment in that instant.

Wang Wu had actually finished smoking.

Two million points of Qi and Blood, so nourishing and pure, it doesn't need any processing at all; you can use it directly.

By the time the Mud Lord reacted, Wang Wu had already retracted all his hairs, holding a small cauldron and collecting about 500,000 points of Qi and Blood into it all at once.

This is what most spectators can see.

"Ahhh!"

Rotten Mud King's mentality was a bit broken, but after all, it was the champion cultivator of the arena, and its reaction was incredibly fast and decisive. After desperately recovering about one million points of health, it actually gave up the initiative to attack and instead directly summoned its shell, transforming into an iron turtle with a diameter of less than one hundred meters. It chose to defend, preferring to give up its investment of one hundred million and wanting a draw.

What a coward!

The crowd outside the stadium was in an uproar, with countless spectators cursing wildly because they had all bet on Muddy Guy to win.

And now you want to settle for a draw? Are you throwing the game?!

There were even tens of thousands of people shouting in unison, demanding the withdrawal of spiritual energy.

What's going on?

"quiet!"

"Lying Flat Lord unleashed a level 13 Invincible Body Divine Ability, exempting Rotten Mud Lord from Qi and Blood Divine Ability and taking the opportunity to interrupt it. Although I don't know how Lying Flat Lord did it, it is clear that he is more unfathomable than I thought!"

Off the field, the commentator's tone was more serious than ever before. He was also a top-tier expert, but to be honest, if he were to face that old turtle, he was confident that he would not lose, but he would definitely not be able to so easily and decisively see through and interrupt it. It was as if he had hit the old turtle's vital point with one move. This was simply unbelievable!

As the commentator explained, the spectators gradually calmed down. They looked at the arena with complicated, shocked, and even puzzled expressions. On one side was the Mud King, who had chosen to defend to the death and wait to be laid to rest, and on the other side was Wang Wu, who was calmly collecting the unclaimed blood essence.

At this moment, even Wang Wu's actions and expression seemed to become mysterious and unpredictable.

"That's right, that's right, it saw through it, it interrupted it, how did it do that?"

The Serpent Emperor was also muttering to itself. Of course, it knew better than Lu Wuchen that Wang Wu's current strength was extraordinary, because bloodlines don't lie. In particular, it had long been certain that the purity of this bear cub's ancient blood was likely approaching that of its own...

Even so, it swore it couldn't do that—instantly see through it, instantly interrupt it. Besides, when did this bear cub cultivate the ability to create multiple avatars at once? Does it think they're as common as cabbages?

Damn it, I'll have to catch this little bear cub and get some answers from him sometime.

Thinking this, the Snake Emperor glanced at the stern-faced Nine-Tailed Emperor out of the corner of his eye. You nagging old woman, you're dumbfounded now!

Then, Snake Emperor and Snake Nineteen, father and daughter, quickly exchanged glances and soon looked worried. Ah, what happened? Are we going to lose? What should we do?
"Xiong Wu's intervention was a bit premature, and he didn't follow up with an attack, which has made things more difficult this time."

The Stone Demon suddenly spoke in a deep voice.

"That's right, that mud turtle is quite clever. It realized the danger immediately and didn't even want the 100 million points of spiritual energy!" Grandpa Tree sighed.

"Hehe, if it still insists on winning, it's probably going to lose its life! To be honest, I didn't even understand how that little bear figured it out?"

The Snake Emperor finally couldn't help but join the discussion. It was still early, but the outcome should already be decided. The Mud Turtle was best at defense, and killing it in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn was as difficult as climbing to heaven.

Even the commentators off the field were holding this view at this point, and those spectators who had bet on a draw from the beginning were all beaming with joy. Wow, this is such a surprise, such a surprise!

Meanwhile, inside the arena, Wang Wu returned to human form, staring at the iron tortoise hundreds of miles away. He also felt that it was a bit tricky and regretted it. This was the consequence of not having enough combat experience. He should have followed up with a subsequent attack after he saw through the interruption. He didn't expect that this mud tortoise would be so alert and even more cowardly than him!
Now look what happened! A golden opportunity has been missed, because even with an 18th-level spiritual talent, no weakness can be found in this iron turtle. It is truly flawless and immune to detection!
Moreover, the opponent's tortoise shell, being a first-grade innate bloodline magic weapon, is far more powerful than his ape skull and fire poison remnants. How could his two third-grade magic weapons be so powerful?

Huh? Wait a minute, what's that thing on the shell of this mud turtle?
Mystic Iron? You're adding a Mystic Iron shield to your tortoise shell!
So no wonder you cultivate the Golden Body of the Mountain!

Wang Wu's eyes lit up. There was a way! It really was! With these layers of Xuan Iron shields stacked on top of each other, anyone would be in despair. One layer of Xuan Iron shield was almost as effective as ten layers of Ice and Fire shields. Good heavens, in such a short time, this Mud Turtle had already stacked 20 layers!
Then I'm really sorry, my good friend, please come out!

Okay, not for now.

Wang Wu made a sword incantation and pointed to the sky. With a whoosh, his natal flying sword, a Heavenly Rank 8, soared into the sky and instantly transformed into the prototype of a sword formation above the iron tortoise!

Quick counter-sword formation!

Yes, Wang Wu was swaggering around, deploying the Quick Counter Sword Formation.

Under normal circumstances, there would be no such opportunity in this life-or-death arena, but now that this mud turtle has chosen to lie low and condense a black iron shield, it is almost as if it has handed over its initiative.

Even if Wang Wu were to dance in the arena, it would be irrelevant to it.

In a short moment, Wang Wu had already set up a quick-reaction sword formation. Based on his ice and fire flying sword and supplemented by ice and fire spiritual energy, this ingenious deployment and the depth of his understanding of sword formations were top-notch. However, it was ultimately meaningless.

Many spectators outside the arena shook their heads slightly, especially when they discovered that Wang Wu's natal flying sword was only at the eighth rank of Heaven, which made them smile knowingly.

A natal flying sword of the eighth rank is usually only used by cultivators below the second rank.

For a cultivator who has advanced to the first rank, not having a natal flying sword of at least the sixth rank of Heaven is considered quite pathetic.

In the previous duel, both sides used their natal flying swords, which were all of the fourth rank.

"Perhaps Lie Ping Jun just got a great deal, but without a doubt, it must have gone through some underhanded means. A Rank 8 Heavenly Flying Sword, hehe, that's just laughable. But it's a Rank 1 Great Demon, so maybe its natal demon weapon is very powerful."

The commentator offstage spoke with ease.

The Serpent Emperor, the Nine-Tailed Emperor, the Tree Grandfather, the Stone Demon, and Serpent Nineteen all frowned. At this moment, they could not draw a conclusion and could only wait and see.

Time passed second by second, and Wang Wu began to control the Quick Counter Sword Formation to attack the Iron Turtle, but this attack was really not even a tickle.

However, at this moment, Wang Wu threw out four more hairs, which transformed into four versions of himself. Including his original body, each stood in a different position and began to circulate his ice and fire spiritual energy, releasing his icy Daoist techniques. It seemed rather perfunctory.

However, after these five martial arts masters played the Five Immortals Return to Cave game a few times, everyone, whether outside or inside the arena, whether they were first-rank or above, suddenly realized that they could not determine which one was the real martial arts master.

No, Wang Wu is missing.

At this point, only four remained.

This is actually a small trick.

The five figures intertwine and shift, creating a passive concealment effect relative to people at a certain angle, as long as part of their view is blocked.

Therefore, by scientifically and effectively changing positions, it is possible to orderly put a Wang Wu into a passive concealment state.

Of course, this is complicated to talk about, and even more complicated to do, since it involves making a living person appear out of the public eye.

So where did Wang Wu go?
For a moment, this idea was on everyone's mind, including Mud Turtle.

It suddenly felt a little uneasy.

At that moment, Wang Wu suddenly blew gently, and a hair flew out, transforming into another Wang Wu.

So, the missing Wang Wu was actually taken away?

But something still feels off.

No, that damned Lying Flat Guy is playing the Five Immortals Returning to the Cave game again.

The vast arena of life and death seemed to have turned into a magic stage in the mortal world.

All the spectators felt that this was no big deal, and it might just be a smokescreen. No, it was definitely a smokescreen. The bear demon lying down was definitely plotting something. However, they couldn't help but watch Wang Wu's Five Immortals Returning to the Cave magic trick over and over again.

In the blink of an eye, half of the time it takes for an incense stick to burn has passed.

At this moment, the mud turtle suddenly cried out, and it was discovered that a fist-sized hole had appeared on its layers of black iron shield!
A piece of iron spirit emerged from the back of Wang Wu's right hand.

It's iron essence, and a grade seven accompanying iron essence!

What the hell!

At that moment, all the spectators suddenly realized what was happening and felt a little sorry for the mud turtle. How unlucky it was to have encountered such a despicable and troublesome opponent.

(End of this chapter)