Obviously, a second ago, Wuqi's body and soul were extremely twisted, like a monster that was unparalleled, without any harmony, but in just one second, the twisted appearance changed a little. The facial features that were placed in the wrong position suddenly found their position again, and after a violent wriggle, they returned to the correct position.

At the same time, corresponding changes occurred in Wuqi's soul. When the position of the facial features finally returned to the correct position, each area of ​​the soul seemed to be resonating with each other, trembling at the same time. The trembling time did not last long, and it stopped after one second, but after the stop, the soul no longer had any misalignment and slowly moved closer to harmony.

However, this is not the last appearance of Wuqi's body and soul. As time goes by, as he gets closer and closer to Yan Di, the body and soul are constantly changing, just like a transformation, gradually getting rid of the original old appearance and changing towards a brand new appearance.

The body is slowly becoming normal, with fewer and fewer joints in the tortuous joints, and the effects of the internal organs are slowly recovering, and this is even more so in the soul. In a slight tremor, as if forced to be pulled by some magical force, it is reshaping its appearance, removing the excess and filling the missing parts.

It didn't take long. After a few seconds, all changes finally stopped completely. But just as the change stopped, the monster formed by Wuqi's flesh and blood and spiritual wind soul just now disappeared. Looking at the original location, I could only see a Wuqi who was intact and smiling at him.

At this moment, Wuqi has completely returned to its peak state. Whether it is the familiar appearance, powerful soul, or temperament, they are exactly the same as before. But when he saw this scene, Xiaobai and Emperor Yan had completely different reactions. Xiaobai was not surprised at all, and he seemed extremely calm. Emperor Yan was extremely surprised, his eyes were dull and a little dazed.

This...what the hell is going on? This kid defeated my illusory figure like this?

Such a fact made it difficult for Emperor Yan to accept. He thought about it for a long time but couldn't believe it. What Xiaobai around him said not long ago turned into reality in the end.

But why did this happen?

Emperor Yan shook his head, thinking that this fact was too strange. He couldn't let go if he didn't figure it out. So he raised his hand and pointed at Wuqi without saying a word.

This finger was too fast, and Wuqi didn't have time to react at all. The person trembled violently and lost consciousness.

A powerful aura power suddenly condensed along the fingertips of Emperor Yan. When a "bang!" sound suddenly echoed, the aura power immediately turned into substance, like a sharp knife piercing into the flesh and blood, breaking through the blockade of the soul, and entering the core sea of ​​memory.

Then, the power of the breath suddenly dissipated, like a dark cloud condensed out of thin air, densely falling down, deep into every area of ​​the sea of ​​memory. These powers of the breath are very difficult. Every time they come into contact with the sea of ​​memory in a fast area, the sea of ​​memory will violently surge, and lifelike pictures will appear, all of which are transformed by the memories at that time.

The moment these scenes appeared, Emperor Yan's eyes flashed, and there was a faint smile in his eyes, because at this time, he finally realized the strange scene just now.

At this moment, when the scene of him fighting the illusory figure suddenly appeared in a remote sea of ​​Wuqi Memory, the same picture immediately appeared in Emperor Yan's mind, as if it had been copied.

However, although the pictures are the same, when they fall into Yan Di's mind, different situations will occur. I don't know what Yan Di did. Obviously, these pictures should be dead objects that cannot be moved, but when they fall into Yan Di's mind, they seem to have some playback function and can actually play back repeatedly.

It was time and time again that Emperor Yan finally saw the clues when he looked back at the specific battle details of Wuqi and the Illusion Shadow at that time, and laughed, and suddenly said: "So that's it, so that's it. As expected, the soul of thought is not simple, and he even mastered the illusion technique that can deceive people like me. It's impossible not to admire it."

After saying this, Emperor Yan quickly thought about it and took back the power of the breath that was still in Wuqi's memory. He restored Wuqi's consciousness and said with appreciation: "Boy, you performed very well. I admit that I really underestimated you. I will make good moves next. I hope you can continue to perform like this until you complete this test.

There are more than 200 attacks in this test. Are you ready?"

Wuqi nodded confidently.

The war finally broke out. Wuqi and Emperor Yan looked at each other and smiled. The earth-shaking explosions immediately rumbled between the two. A terrible impact force swept and roared, and soon the entire hall on the floor was trembling with great noises.

This time, Yan Di, who finally became serious, no longer despised Wuqi. Every attack was almost like taking Wuqi's life, but Wuqi was not afraid at all, nor did he blame Yan Di. Instead, he was extremely grateful and excited. Because he understood that only this could be considered a real test. If the other party thinks about each other's friendship, it would be of no benefit to him.

If you want to know whether your strength can be really strong enough to pass the test, this is the best way.

"Boy! You must take this move. Even if you can't, you must find a way to dodge it, otherwise you will be wasted all your previous efforts."

"Sir, don't worry. I have confidence in myself."

"Okay! Then I'll do some tough tricks!"

After a period of time, when Wuqi successfully resisted the attack of Emperor Yan's 100 moves by relying on his extraordinary abilities, the battle between the two finally rose to a new level. Emperor Yan began to use some ruthless moves that were rarely seen in daily life. He did this for nothing else, just to train Wuqi. Although Wuqi had already shown some fatigue at this time, he was not afraid.

He forced himself to endure the situation of his physical strength gradually becoming exhausted, gritted his teeth and frowned, allowing himself to survive the attacks of Emperor Yan twenty times. But at this time, if he wanted to continue fighting with Emperor Yan in the previous way, Wuqi felt that it was unlikely, because Emperor Yan still had a total of 180 attacks to attack, and he realized that he had to make some changes.

Sure enough, I am worthy of being the Lord of Hell. I have clearly strengthened my body. My current body is enough to compete with a monk of the same realm. My combat power is now twice as powerful as a monk of the same realm. I thought I could take all the attacks of Lord Yan Emperor. Unexpectedly, it still doesn't work. One hundred and twenty times is the limit. What should I do now?

With this in mind, Wuqi couldn't help but take a breath. Although he was ready in his heart, it would be difficult and difficult to take all of Emperor Yan's three hundred attacks, but even after he was ready, he still didn't expect that things would be so difficult. He frowned and immediately showed a solemn look on his face.

But this did not make Wuqi give up. "Bang!" When the 121st attack came, Wuqi used his body to block the powerful and powerful attack without thinking. Even if he sprayed blood on his mouth and his soul was shaking, he did not retreat or regret at all. Instead, he was full of fighting spirit and vowed to persevere to the end.

It hurts so much! The body has begun to feel pain, it’s really hard!

After that, it became cruel and almost a one-sided situation. Because the gap in strength between the two sides was still too big, Emperor Yan could see that Wuqi's life would become worse and worse, his condition would become worse and worse, and his spirit would become more and more depressed, and his willpower would be greatly eliminated or even erased.

If he takes the initiative to stop at this time, then Wuqi will stay away from danger. Not only can he recover from the peak state, but he can also restore his safe situation. However, Emperor Yan did not do so.

Because he knew very well what it meant to stop now, and it might not mean anything to him, but to Wuqi, it means a lot of meaning, which is equivalent to doing bad things with good intentions and helping Wuqi out of trouble.

Therefore, after a brief ideological struggle, Emperor Yan still attacked, attacked, and attacked again as usual. Moreover, not only did he not reduce his strength, but he became even more ruthless. However, compared with the previous 120 attacks, the method now has changed when attacking. It is no longer just silent, but like a strict teacher teaching his apprentice, he talks harshly.

"Wuqi! What's wrong with you? Is this only a little bit of ability? This is still just the 135th attack. Why are you no longer fighting spirit now? Be cheer up. You were not like this just now."

"Boy! Don't give up resistance!! Quickly set up your defensive posture and resist my attack. Aren't you going back to the world to protect your son and friends? If it's like this, why should you protect them? Cheer me up!!!"

"Bastard! You bastard!! Get up!! Why do you fall down? This is not OK!! If you can't get up again, I will think you have given up. Get up quickly!! There are still a hundred tricks you haven't taken. Do you want to give up?"
Chapter completed!