Chapter 187 The Situation Changes Like That

Wang Chuchen breathed a sigh of relief after being defeated by the female nun of the Shui family. It was really dangerous before. If it weren't for the fake body, he would have no chance to take advantage of the opportunity and defeat the enemy in one fell swoop. However, at this time, he had already used two of his three fake bodies, and he still had to face a group of cultivators who were as fierce as wolves and tigers. There was still a long way to go.

Wang Chuchen relied on the fake body to confuse the opponent twice, and he advanced by himself, not relying on the upright momentum. After all, Wang Chuchen achieved the Outer God Realm only in the last few years, and his accumulation was not enough. It was good enough to win.

In this way, Wang Chuchen became the weakest one in the eyes of everyone. When he defeated the female nun, three cultivators flew towards Wang Chuchen together, using the escape method to gain an opportunity to fight.

The first person was a black-faced Taoist priest, wearing a cloud-like fairy robe, with layers of white clouds behind him like a tide, showing the surging Dansha. The black-faced Taoist priest looked back and saw a person behind him with purple air across the sky, noble and magnificent, and another person stepped on the waves, with abundant water mist coming towards him.

It was the Taoist priest with a high hat who flashed in front of the three people and stopped the three people who were vying for the first place, saying: "Come on, three of you, if you want to come together, you can choose other junior brothers."

The Taoist priest with a high hat was already a Jindan level three cultivator, and ordinary Jindan real people could defeat him in a few moves. At this time, his momentum was fully displayed, and the three people were forced to stop.

Forced to stop by the Taoist Gaoguan, the method of deciding who would fight Wang Chuchen first by first come, could no longer be used. The first black-faced Taoist was unwilling to give up and said: "Two junior brothers, both of you have completed the pill within a decade, why bother to compete with senior brother for the first place."

The cultivator who controlled the purple air sneered and said: "It is precisely because we have a short time to complete the pill that we came to find junior brother Wang Chuchen. Senior brother Xu has completed the pill for a long time and has a thick pill. Why not fight the senior brothers in front of you."

Another cultivator who practiced water-attributed Taoism followed suit, and his voice was deliberately spread out, making the black-faced Taoist blush, but he had no place to refute. If it weren't for his dark complexion, his face would be half blue and half purple.

The black-faced Taoist couldn't talk about challenging Wang Chuchen in public, so he challenged Tang Guang, who was ranked eighth. The remaining two cultivators communicated privately, and it was unknown what agreement they reached. In the end, the cultivator who controlled the purple air fought Wang Chuchen, and the other one watched from the side.

But in the end, both of them were defeated by Wang Chuchen, which made Wu Yi, who was watching from the side, feel extremely ridiculous. In order to compete for the first place, they might have given their own favors, but their own strength was insufficient, so what was the use of these little tricks.

However, the means used by Wang Chuchen in these two battles also opened Wu Yi's eyes. With the sound of the flute and the power of mind, he actually evolved countless figures, each of which was no different from the real person.

These figures are naturally incomparable to the fake body. The fake body has 70% of Wang Chuchen's strength, and these figures are just used to confuse the opponent. They don't have much combat power themselves, and are not much different from a residual image.

But it was precisely because of the tactics used by Wang Chuchen before that the two thought that Wang Chuchen was going to take the opportunity to force him to fight in close combat, so they were reluctant to use their strength to annihilate these evolved figures, but used them to guard against Wang Chuchen's possible attacks. In the end, they were really confused between the real and the fake, and Wang Chuchen's victory was far less difficult than before.

After three consecutive battles, Wang Chuchen also got a chance to rest. He sat cross-legged on the high platform, meditated and breathed, and gathered his thoughts.

"Three days have passed, why hasn't that person appeared yet?" Yun Zhengzheng couldn't help but ask Xie Minghui. The competition among the top ten disciples lasted for a total of ten days. The first seven days were the time for non-top ten disciples to challenge the top ten disciples, and the last three days were the internal ranking competition.

Now that Wang Chuchen has taken a chance to rest, he has taken up one day, leaving three days for other disciples to challenge. If he comes too late, Wang Chuchen will win three more times, and there will be no chance to push Wang Chuchen off the position of the top ten disciples.

"Brother, don't worry. It's still in time," Xie Minghui still looked confident, but seeing Yun Zhengzheng's gloomy face, he obviously blamed him for hiding it until now, so he had to say frankly: "This person will arrive in two days at most."

"What if he doesn't look for Wang Chuchen?" After a lot of thinking, Yun Zhengzheng found this flaw. The person who came was strong enough and could defeat anyone. Why not fight those monks who ranked higher.

You must know that he was defeated by someone in the third place at the beginning, which was a great loss of face. If he appeared again this time, how could he not have a plan to save his face.

"I heard a message from him before, saying that if Wang Chuchen took the position of the top ten disciples, he would definitely fight Wang Chuchen." After hearing Yun Zhengzheng's words, although Xie Minghui looked calm, his eyes became much more solemn. Except for this person, who else among the top ten disciples who had achieved alchemy within a hundred years could easily defeat Wang Chuchen.

If Wang Chuchen gets the position of the top ten disciples, his position as the eldest brother will be indestructible. With the careful cultivation of the master, it is only a matter of time for him to catch up with the two of them.

Yun Zhengzheng finally waited for this sentence, without commenting, and said lightly: "Let's wait and see what happens next."

On the high platform, the spiritual light flashed and the clouds flickered. In order to compete for the position of the top ten disciples, all the Jindan real people used all their means. Although Wu Yi, who was far behind Zhi Tianxuan, could not see it very clearly, he only saw a Dansha collision and the destruction of spiritual energy. He could not see the real dangerous Daoyun competition at all, but he was also very eye-opening and had a better understanding of Jindan real people.

The ten disciples of Yiqimen, even if expanded to this world, are the most powerful group of new Jindan, and the real people of Lingxumen and Xuanyangmen above Jitian praised them continuously.

At night, considering that the low-level disciples could not see clearly, Hua Jingyi threw out a bright bead. This bead was a pearl that had been nurtured by the East China Sea clam for thousands of years, and its value was inestimable.

The bead hung on the high platform, shining brightly but extremely gentle, perfectly blending with the moonlight, and did not hinder the fight.

In this way, one day, two days, and three days passed.

Yun Zhengzheng, who believed in Xie Minghui's words, was furious and said: "What's wrong with Ming Weiyan? If he doesn't come, Wang Chuchen will get away with it." Ming Weiyan was the cultivator they were waiting for. Although his cultivation was not weak, he was a child of a small clan, otherwise Yun Zhengzheng would not call him by name.

At this time, Wang Chuchen had fought two more games and would soon have a chance to rest. This rest would directly make him one of the top ten disciples. Even if Pan Wen challenged Wang Chuchen's position later and Wang Chuchen fell to the tenth place, he was still one of the top ten disciples, which was a world of difference from ordinary true disciples.

Yun Zhengzheng has been talking about this matter since yesterday. Although Xie Minghui tried his best to appease his mentality, it was not very effective. Xie Minghui himself was very dissatisfied with Ming Weiyan who had not come for a long time. After explaining several times, he let Yun Zhengzheng curse and ignored him.

Xie Minghui and Yun Zhengzheng are both Jindan three-level cultivators. They came here to see Wang Chuchen lose. This idea did not work. They were not very interested in the battle between cultivators who were much weaker than themselves. Their eyes swept across many flying boats. Xie Minghui had done this many times before, but he did not see Ming Weiyan.

"Hey, he's here." Xie Minghui, who was trying his best, exclaimed. He did not expect to see Ming Weiyan. He was so happy that he quickly sent a golden letter to invite him to be a guest.

Ming Weiyan could not refuse at first, but he could not bear Xie Minghui's repeated invitations and sincere words, so he agreed.

When Ming Weiyan arrived, Yun Zhengzheng was surprised. After only 30 years of not seeing him, Ming Weiyan had white beard on his temples and his face was full of vicissitudes. His fierce aura seemed to be completely covered up, making it hard to understand.

Ming Weiyan was originally a disciple of a small family. He was the only cultivator who had achieved the first-grade elixir in the past 500 years. Even though he had only achieved the elixir not long ago, he had taken the third place among the ten great disciples by his own strength.

According to convention, the first six of the ten great disciples were controlled by the disciples of Dongtian Shangzhen, and even the prominent families could not squeeze in. Although he won a great reputation this time, he also offended many second-generation disciples (the disciples of Dongtian Shangzhen are commonly known as second-generation disciples, and most of them are from the ten great disciples).

Finally, in the next competition among the ten great disciples, he was dethroned by a cultivator holding a mysterious weapon. Although everyone knew that the disciple was not as strong as Ming Weiyan in terms of real strength, but was just powerful because of the magic weapon, no one dared to point it out. This person was Hua Jianling, the current leader of the ten great disciples.

Although everyone dared not speak out, the resentment in their hearts gradually accumulated. It can be said that Ming Weiyan's fall from the position of honor directly intensified the class division within the sect.

Originally, in the minds of many cultivators, as long as they worked hard to cultivate, they could become high-level sect leaders and enjoy the admiration of the masses, but Ming Weiyan's incident slapped them in the face. Those with humble origins were destined to be ordinary people for life.

And it was precisely because of this trend that the sect leader Xuan Xingsi came forward to restrain the ugly eating habits of the disciples of Dongtian Shangzhen.

However, Ming Weiyan, who had achieved the first level of Dan in those days, also had a high opinion of himself. When the Dongtian Shangzhen extended olive branches, he rejected them all and even said that he could climb to the top of this world by himself. He was very young and energetic. Otherwise, with the support of Dongtian Shangzhen, the position of one of the top ten disciples would be as stable as a mountain.

After becoming one of the ten great disciples, Ming Weiyan gathered a lot of supporters around him. There were few rivals among the younger generation. As for the great cultivators, it was not easy to bully the weak. During that period, Ming Weiyan was very proud and glorious. However, all the glory disappeared when he fell from the position of honor. There were even rumors that Ming Weiyan's cultivation level had fallen.

The ups and downs of life made the young and energetic Ming Weiyan like an old fox. Even Xie Minghui, who was known for his good strategies, had a headache and could not get any useful information.

"Friend Ming, what are your plans next?" Xie Minghui had no choice but to ask this question directly. He wanted to know whether Ming Weiyan still had the idea of ​​challenging Wang Chuchen. If Ming Weiyan took action, Wang Chuchen would definitely lose.