Chapter 504: Sorry, Sorry

Time passed slowly, and the atmosphere in the arena gradually heated up. One hour soon came to an end.

On the third throne in the tenth row of the Blood Throne, Zhou Yan sat quietly, with the purple dark fire covering his body for ten feet, as if the God of Fire had arrived, but there was a murderous intent in the depths of his purple-red pupils, as cold as a needle, as if he couldn't wait.

And Ye Wuque, who was on the fourth throne, kept the same action, motionless.

When one hour was completely over, the arena became boiling again!

Everyone was waiting for Ye Wuque's choice. Who would he... challenge?

But the strange thing was that on the fourth throne, Ye Wuque still had his eyes slightly closed, his breathing was long, and he was indifferent, as if he couldn't hear anything.

"What's going on? Why is Ye Wuque motionless? Is he going to give up?"

"Give up? No! It's so hard to get to this stage!"

"But the time is up, and he still closes his eyes. Can't he feel it? Maybe Ye Wuque is really going to give up!"

"It's possible. After all, the top three on the list are all terrifying. Maybe Ye Wuque thinks he's not strong enough!"

"Anyway, make a sound! What does it mean to be so motionless? I don't understand!"

Zhou Yan narrowed his purple-red eyes at this moment, and then showed a sneer, but the indifference and murderous intent in his eyes became more intense!

"Ye Wuque, do you think you can escape by being a coward? Stupid and pathetic, your life no longer belongs to you, because... in my eyes, you were dead half a year ago!"

As his eyes opened and closed, it seemed as if there were raging flames and high temperatures, as if even the void around him was affected and trembled slightly. Even if Ye Wuque chose to remain silent and give up the challenge because of fear of death, it seemed that Zhou Yan had a way to kill him.

Above the void, the Holy Light Elder beside the Lotus Throne showed a trace of doubt at this time, and his old eyes looked at Ye Wuque with a trace of confusion. In his opinion, with Ye Wuque's character, he should not refuse the challenge in such a way of pretending to be silent.

Even if he is defeated, he will fight to his heart's content! If he really thinks he is inferior to others, he will admit it openly and then give up.

This is the Ye Wuque that the Holy Light Elder knows. His current silent state is really unlike him.

"Did he have some insights after the consecutive battles? His mind is clear and his thoughts are scattered, isolating him from the outside world?"

After taking a deep look at Ye Wuque again, the Holy Light Elder came to this conclusion.

To have some insights and then to retreat to digest what he has gained is an extremely important opportunity for a cultivator. If it were on ordinary days, according to the Holy Light Elder's appreciation of Ye Wuque, he would not disturb him, but would spend some time guarding the gate for him.

However, this time is different from the past.

Ye Wuque is still in the top ten competition. Even if he has some enlightenment, it can only be said that the cloud is not good and the timing is extremely unfortunate.

Therefore, the voice of the Holy Light Elder still resounded instantly!

"Ye Wuque, although the rules of the top ten competition are loose, there is also a bottom line. If you are still silent after ten breaths, it means that you choose to give up your challenge qualification. I hope you will choose seriously."

"Ten, nine, eight..."

The countdown of the old voice echoed, but even so, Ye Wuque remained motionless, like a sculpture.

All eyes in the arena were focused on Ye Wuque. Although they were confused, they were also worried about Ye Wuque, wondering in their hearts whether Ye Wuque really wanted to give up in silence?

Even those top ten masters who were injured in the previous battle stopped healing at this moment and opened their eyes to look at Ye Wuque.

Fang He was staring at Ye Wuque anxiously at this moment. Strangely, although his face was a little ruddy, it was also purple-red. Obviously, the injuries in his body had recovered slightly after this period of breathing adjustment.

Ye Wuque's inexplicable silence was definitely not a trick in Fang He's opinion. Something must have happened.

At this moment, Fang He stood up directly, walked to Ye Wuque and tried to wake him up. He even stretched out his hand to gently shake Ye Wuque's shoulder, but Ye Wuque seemed to have completely lost consciousness and had no reaction. If it weren't for his long breathing, he would really be like a corpse.

Eighth ** On the throne, Tie Youxia had already opened his eyes. He was defeated by Ye Wuque's Shura Seven Steps before, and he was seriously injured and defeated in a very embarrassing way.

However, Tie Youxia has always been a proud person. If his strength is not as good as his, then he is not even qualified to be looked at by him. On the contrary, if he can defeat him with strength, then he will gain his respect.

Ye Wuque defeated him with his strength, so Tie Youxia had no resentment or resentment towards Ye Wuque.

Seeing that Ye Wuque was like a puppet and had no reaction, Tie Youxia frowned. He didn't want the person who defeated him to give up in such a humiliating way. Wouldn't that make him even more miserable?

So, although he didn't know what Ye Wuque was doing, Tie Youxia hoped that Ye Wuque could continue to challenge.

"Six... five..."

The old voice of the Holy Light Elder continued to resound without any hesitation. Even though he admired Ye Wuque very much, this was a competition, and the rules had to be followed, no matter who it was.

Qiu Haiyue, who was sitting on the fifth ** throne, held her delicate chin with her right hand, tapped her slender jade fingers lightly, and her eyes, shining like black and white gems, looked at Ye Wuque, with a hint of scrutiny flashing in them.

"Although his performance is amazing, he is still young after all. Thinking that he is about to face the top three in the rankings, I feel uneasy, fearful, and stressed. It seems that my prediction is correct. This child still needs three to five years. Maybe it will take time to polish it off, but I don’t know why Junior Sister Yu thinks he is qualified to be Ximen’s opponent, but he is still far from it..."

With flashing eyes, Qiu Haiyue made her own inference about Ye Wuque's behavior.

"four three……"

On the second throne, Yu Jiaoxue's eyes have long been closed. The jade light around her body is surging, absorbing the pure energy of heaven and earth under her body to heal her wounds. She seems not to pay any attention to Ye Wuque, who looks like an ice sculpture. Beautiful and transcendent.

However, no one knew that the reason why Yu Jiaoxue didn't pay attention was because she already knew that Ye Wuque would definitely appear on the battlefield at the last moment. There was no need to pay attention to the determined result.

"two……"

Above the void, Elder Shengguang had an expressionless face, and the countdown in his mouth echoed in all directions without any hesitation.

"one!"

When the last number rang out, all eyes in the world were focused on Ye Wuque. They expected Ye Wuque to stand up at the last moment and continue the challenge.

However, Ye Wuque remained consistent, like an old monk meditating, without any response.

"Poor little turtle, if there is no reason to kill you, killing you will dirty my hands. You are not even qualified to be killed by me."

The sneer in Zhou Yan's purple eyes was mixed with indifference and murderous intent. He didn't even look at Ye Wuque, just like the flaming dragons flying in the nine heavens never looked at the earthworms on the ground.

Elder Shengguang stood next to the Lotus Throne, looking at Ye Wuque with a hint of pity, but his voice sounded again immediately afterwards.

"The time has come. This elder announces...Ye Wuque is judged to have voluntarily abstained! He will lose his successor..."

Boom!

Suddenly, just when everyone felt pity and helplessness for Ye Wuque, they suddenly heard a thunderous explosion!

In the tenth row of the Blood Throne, on the fifth throne, there seemed to be a purple thunder light rushing past. The next moment, the slender figure sitting on it disappeared without knowing it!

At the same time, an apologetic and clear voice echoed through Bahuang!

"Sorry, sorry, Ye Mou suddenly realized something and almost delayed the time..."

On the battlefield, a slender figure appeared, with black robes rustling in the wind, thick black hair rippling, and bright eyes, like a young god of war, it was Ye Wuque!

If anyone looked carefully, they would be able to see something like a flash of lightning in the depths of Ye Wuque's eyes.

Standing on the battle platform, Ye Wuque had a smile on his lips, but he was a little happy in his heart.

I was practicing the Thunder Halberd Formation so hard in the inner world of the Battle Formation that I completely forgot about the passage of time. If it hadn't been for Sora's reminder, I might have been judged to have given up.

boom!

The arena was once again drowned by earth-shattering shouts. Countless disciples of the Holy Way were dumbfounded, lamenting that Ye Wuque really missed the timing and was so close to being disqualified.

Above the void, Elder Shengguang's vicissitudes of life showed a trace of helplessness, and he secretly said "this brat", but then he still showed a smile.

On the tenth row of the Blood Throne, Fang He, who had been standing next to Ye Wuque before, shook his head with an expression of "Don't imitate me". He breathed a long sigh of relief and walked back to his own throne, but he was sitting there. After that, his face became solemn and silent.

Yu Jiaoxue slowly opened her closed eyes at this moment and looked at Ye Wuque on the fighting platform without any surprise.

Qiu Haiyue, who tapped her chin with her finger, nodded slightly, looked at Ye Wuque with her beautiful eyes and said to herself: "I have some courage."

Tie Youxia snorted coldly, and it was obvious that Ye Wuque was sweating after what he did.

At this time, Ye Wuque's voice echoed again, but there was a hint of edge and coldness in his tone!

"I challenge third place!"

Buzz!

As soon as Ye Wuque's voice of choice fell, a figure stepped out from the Blood Throne. The whole body was filled with endless heat, and it was Zhou Yan who came to the battlefield!

"Ye Wuque, you still have some backbone, then, next, I will torture you well."

Zhou Yan's cold eyes were filled with flames and murderous intent. He looked at Ye Wuque and sneered.

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In response to Zhou Yan's ridicule, Ye Wuque did not refute anything, but the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually widened, and his bright eyes were cold and forbidding.

"Actually, I was confused at first, wondering why you were so intent on killing me, because you and I have never met before, let alone have any grudges."

Ye Wuque spoke quietly, using voice transmission. He seemed to be talking to himself and had no intention of taking action immediately.

Zhou Yan, on the other hand, also strangely did not take action and chose to listen quietly.

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