I Am Loaded with Passive Skills - Chapter 3532: 1734: Shock the Tiger and Shake the Outline, All-In Bluff of Godhood and Form
Chapter 3532: Chapter 1734: Shock the Tiger and Shake the Outline, All-In Bluff of Godhood and Form
What does it mean to be arrogant?
Still likening to a swan with ambition, still comparing a child in such a way.
All these pretentious words, back at the Divine Relics when you were beaten and running away miserably, were you showing this kind of attitude… What are you pretending now?
The pressure of the Ancestral God remains the pressure of the Ancestral God.
The pressure of Cursed Yin remains the pressure of Cursed Yin.
Xu Xiaoshou was shocked, but not to the point of being unable to speak or stand.
At this moment, the Will Dao Disc spun wildly, the power of guidance converged, and as he pointed his finger, he shouted:
“Cursed Yin!”
“You have three eyes, but you can’t even turn your head around and take a good look at who I am?!”
High in the distant sky, the Cursed Yin lazily lying on the solitary Divine Throne seemed to freeze upon hearing the voice.
It was obvious that He also remembered the owner of this voice.
When the three Cursed Yin Eyes on the three heads focused on the source of the sound.
The Cursed Yin, who had maintained a certain demeanor on the Divine Throne, suddenly sat up in surprise, like one awakening from a near-death illness:
“Dao Qiongcang?!”
He was startled and shocked.
After shouting, his three eyeballs once again focused:
“No, Cao Yihan!”
He shook his head and denied himself.
After trying hard to recall something and his gaze showing uncertainty, he finally seemed to force out words from between clenched teeth:
“Xu! Xiaoshou!”
Xu Xiaoshou burst into laughter, jumping high into the air.
Just from this reaction, he concluded that this Cursed Yin was the real Cursed Yin, and not something fabricated by Hua Weiyang’s Second World… right?
Impossible to fabricate!
The unique ancestral godly pressure of Cursed Yin, that pride, could be imitated by none.
If Xu Xiaoshou hadn’t seen it, he might have been fooled by the Second World.
But he had fought Cursed Yin!
He knew what Cursed Yin was!
Even last time, Hua Weiyang’s Second World, and the Second World nested within the Second World…
Throughout, his swordsmanship did not deliberately create illusions, because he couldn’t fool himself.
Instead, through imitation and recreation, it created a hesitation in people over whether it was “real Cursed Yin” or “Fantasy Sword Technique,” making people lost in clarity.
—The Illusion of Detour!
Hua Weiyang’s Fantasy Sword Technique was very advanced.
But now was not the time to assess the level of Hua Weiyang’s Fantasy Sword Technique. Xu Xiaoshou only knew that Cursed Yin could be imitated by no one.
No matter how Hua Weiyang tried, he could not create an Ancestral God that was perfect in every detail!
“It’s really him, how could it be him…”
On the Divine Throne, the Cursed Yin clearly didn’t even know that someone was questioning his authenticity.
When his eyes set upon Xu Xiaoshou.
When recognizing it was this person who had beaten him into wandering the starry sky and even deceived away the Dragon’s Origin True Stele at the end.
Cursed Yin’s three eyes almost turned completely red!
Soon, He realized that pretending to fool anyone in the vast starry sky was possible, but Xu Xiaoshou couldn’t be fooled.
He knew well his current condition!
Because it was he who had inflicted it!
But to turn and run?
That was even more impossible!
Not to mention the Origin True Stele being robbed, Cursed Yin wished to kill Xu Xiaoshou immediately.
Merely considering the current situation, he was standing high above, while the other was low, as this child had reached Super Taoization, and needed to face the End of the Path, Ancestor of Sorcery.
Thus, the one who should retreat, was never the Ancestral God, not Cursed Yin!
“Brat, you dare to show yourself…” Cursed Yin’s expression turned sullen and scoffed with disdain.
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His three eye balls rolled around, sweeping across the Flower World, and more confidently, he laughed coldly in a slow tone:
“Now isolated and helpless, unable to bear alone.”
“With trifling abilities of an ant, can you still stir the heavens?”
Xu Xiaoshou remained calm, squinting silently, listening to Cursed Yin finish pretending, still without a word.
Cursed Yin laughed shrilly, and the laughter was bone-chilling:
“Speechless?”
Just as these words fell, Xu Xiaoshou’s eyes widened with anger.
Three discs beneath his feet suddenly lit up, and a Dragon Painting Spear materialized in his hand, growing larger and seemingly ready to charge!
“What?” Cursed Yin was terrified.
His three heads and six arms shrunk back together.
The Divine Throne trembled slightly, almost carrying him to flee into the starry sky, but he stopped in time.
“Ah hahaha—”
Xu Xiaoshou hadn’t even charged!
Seeing himself merely lifting a leg, nearly scaring Cursed Yin to wet himself, tears of laughter almost came to his eyes:
“Cursed Yin, stop pretending, how much do you weigh, what is your condition, you can fool others, can you fool me?”
“The Origin True Stele is in my hands, you talk so big, come snatch it, come mess with me?”
“What, I just intend to come up, and you want to back off?”
“That’s not going to work for you!”
The Flower World, once splendid and flourishing, seemed to freeze after witnessing this bizarre atmosphere.
The wind stopped blowing, flowers no longer swayed.
Everything seemed petrified.
Even Hua Weiyang seemed to be stunned.
“Brat… how dare you!”
On the Divine Throne, the Cursed Yin who had had his aura dissipated was almost staring until his three eyes cracked.
His voice emerged from an unknown place, but the gritting teeth in his words, even a fool could hear it.
“Completely without dignity, Cursed Yin.”
“Earlier, were you looking for my companions? Don’t worry, they’re not here haha.”
“Also, I just gave a small scare, and you are so easily startled, tsk, Cursed Yin, you’re just a baby, a Cursed Yin baby…”
Xu Xiaoshou’s mocking tone knew no pause.
Obviously, even Hua Weiyang couldn’t have imagined the relationship between this young swordmaster and the Cursed Yin Evil God could be so subtle.
The scene they caused seemed like they were outsiders, and even the prior attempt to “stop a meeting” became a joke.
But this didn’t prevent Hua Weiyang from giving Xu Xiaoshou another reminder:
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