The eye technique organization that started with the Sharingan

The explosion was in full swing, and the enemy was in chaos.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

In the huge duel arena, roars continued to sound, and a figure wrapped in electricity quickly shuttled through the surging woods, dodging various spiritual power bombs wrapped in flames.

The attack from a distance paused, and the original lightning speed also slowed down.

The figure wrapped in electricity jumped out of the sparks and smoke formed by the explosion, slid gently for a distance, and then stopped steadily on the wooden "surface" formed by the wood escape.

"Hiss..." The blue current that was still lingering around his body was slowly dissipating. Bailian slowly straightened his body and looked forward, and the black slim combat suit was blown by the airflow raised by the aftermath.

Although he had escaped from the violent explosions, he did not look at all embarrassed. Not to mention any signs of injury, even his clothes were still neat and tidy.

The scarlet three-magatama Sharingan calmly looked at the area covered by smoke and dust in front of him. Bailian raised his hands and slowly began to make seals.

"Wood Release, Wood Ingot Wall."

While the Wood Release protective wall was quickly formed in front of him, there was a sudden movement in the area in front of Bailian.

"Buzz--" It seemed that the air in the entire area was agitated.

Almost at the moment when the elliptical protective wall was formed, an impact that was difficult to detect with the naked eye hit the wooden ingot wall!

The thick special wood that formed the wooden ingot wall vibrated violently at a high frequency, and fine cracks began to appear on the surface of the wood, and a lot of wood chips flew out.

After a while, the wooden ingot wall in front of Bailian slowly descended to both sides, and the Sharingan looked forward at the girl who walked out of the smoke.

In the vision of the Sharingan, a special "gray layer" gathered in Wenren Qinglian's eyes.

In the three minutes since the start of the competition, flames and ice, heat and freezing fog, cutting off spiritual power connection, absorbing and devouring spiritual power, vibration attribute attacks... Wenren Qinglian showed these unrelated abilities, but they all came from the same supernatural power.

It is difficult for people to infer the principles and weaknesses of her supernatural power.

Not to mention, there is also a large-scale field that can suppress speed and spiritual power operation...

"What an amazing ability." Bailian said with a tone of admiration.

Facing Bailian's gaze, Wenren Qinglian did not seem to avoid the sight of the Sharingan.

In order to deal with Bailian's illusion ability that far exceeds the norm, her father and grandfather, who also have the quiet supernatural power, specially developed a method to avoid visual illusions.

Wenren Qinglian now seemed to have her eyes open, but in fact she had blocked her vision. What she "saw" was only the flow of spiritual power spread by the quiet power in the field.

Because there was almost no time to perfect it, this move was still very rough. Not only did she need to devote her energy to maintain this move, but she could only "see" the general outline of the surrounding things. For example, when facing Bailian, Wenren Qinglian could only see a gray figure.

Hearing Bailian's words, Wenren Qinglian's heart could no longer suppress a little anxiety.

Too fast, the speed that Bailian showed now was really too fast...

Even under the suppression of the quiet field, the opponent's speed could easily exceed that of an ordinary fifth-level.

And from the beginning of the competition to now, Bailian seemed to be able to predict the future, and he could always take precautions in advance when facing her attacks.

It seemed to be a thrilling and fierce battle, but she knew that the opponent had not suffered any actual damage.

Even if the illusion factor is eliminated and the domain is suppressed, she still cannot win...

In this case, Bailian's words sounded extremely ironic to her.

"Are you mocking me?" Wenren Qinglian asked coldly.

Bailian was stunned for a moment, then understood what she meant and found it a little funny.

"Don't get me wrong, I only praise your supernatural power, which has nothing to do with you."

Outside the isolated spirit formation, in the audience seats surrounding the duel field.

"I've come to the right place! Such competitions are best watched live!"

"That Wenren Qinglian is so strong! She looks so beautiful, but why is she so strong that she can even suppress Baili An!"

"Tsk... you country bumpkin from the imperial capital who doesn't have good eyesight. That's the descendant of the Wen family who has the ability of tranquility. It's nothing strange that he has such strength. On the contrary, the other one is a little overrated."

"You are the one who doesn't have good eyesight. What Wenren Qinglian did was just a useless waste of spiritual power. If you don't have good eyesight, don't make comments.

Shame on you!"

"...This is the future of the empire, a true young genius."

"But what Brother Qiwan said is really a role model for our generation. People who are so beautiful don't have any sympathy for women?"

"I feel shocked. If you don't take this kind of strength seriously, then I am just a bug in Bailian's eyes?"

"Hehehe...I really want Brother Qiwan to open his Sharingan and look down on me with the eyes of a bug."

People around: "..."

"...I'm sorry, I don't know him."

...

In the south of the duel arena, in a special indoor auditorium.

Here are the admissions teachers of the supernatural university, some special personnel, or supernatural people from various forces.

"The young are awesome. The children nowadays are really better than the last. "

"The girl from Wenren is not bad. She has achieved this level with her non-Xuan realm mental power. Her ability to use supernatural powers is impeccable. Unfortunately, her chances of winning are slim..."

The people around him also agreed. Although it seemed that Bailian had been suppressed by Wenren Qinglian, in fact, the rhythm of the battle had been maintained in a delicate balance since the beginning of this competition.

And they could see that this balance was controlled by Bailian.

Someone commented: "Balian is too good at fighting. He should not be able to reach this level with only three years of experience in hunting monsters."

"Can he reason with it in a normal way? ”

“Haha, that’s right…”

“…”

Inside the duel arena.

Wenren Qinglian’s expression became even colder, but it was more of a kind of unwillingness.

It had nothing to do with her…

If she was only told this in private, she wouldn’t have such a big reaction, but in the current national selection, she represents not only herself, but more of the identity of the heir of the Wen family.

“…It’s really hard for me to defeat you.”

Wenren Qinglian calmed down her inner emotions, opened her lips slightly, and said in a cold voice:

“But it’s the same for you.

“All your abilities are useless to Jingmi. I am naturally invincible, and the final result is just a draw.”

If it was just an ordinary battle, as time dragged on, she knew that the winner would only be Bailian.

But this is the final stage of the national selection competition, and there are countless people watching the competition across the country. The purpose is to show and inspire.

Such a nature determines that such a competition cannot last long. All competitions in the fourth stage must be completed within the stipulated one hour. If there is still no winner until the end, it will be a draw.

Wenren Qinglian couldn't help but clench her hands, and she felt a little ashamed under her cold expression. Her words just now were actually misleading, and her statement was quite despicable. She pretended to be a draw even though she was not an opponent...

Regarding the national selection, her grandfather and parents at home never asked her anything. Her mother also hinted that she should not work too hard, and her sister just simply cheered her up.

Her personality has always been relatively cold. Apart from her family, she rarely cares about things. Even in the national selection, she doesn't care about the victory or defeat of the competition itself, but the reputation of the Wen family she represents.

Although she doesn't feel anything about these, this is something that belongs to her family, and she doesn't want it to be destroyed.

From grandfather to father, they are all synonymous with invincibility among their peers. As the third person with the quiet ability, she doesn't want to let the precedent of defeat appear on herself.

When Bailian heard what Wenren Qinglian said, he saw that the scope of the domain was gradually shrinking, and even the suppression effect of the domain on him was gradually decreasing.

"Are you giving up now?"

Before Wenren Qinglian could answer, Bailian continued, "Sure enough, you didn't really want to win from the beginning."

At the beginning, he hardly felt the will to fight from Wenren Qinglian. The determination in Wenren Qinglian's heart was fundamentally different from Fan Jing's pursuit of strength and fighting spirit for victory.

Wenren Qinglian was stunned, and some doubts and resentment rose in her heart, but she still replied:

"I said, I will not lose to you."

"That's it." Baili stretched his right hand to the Tang sword tied behind his waist, and said in a calm tone, "You don't crave victory, you just don't want to lose, the difference between the two is very big.

"..." Wenren Qinglian, who noticed Baili'an's action, immediately became alert, and wanted to refute at the same time, but didn't know how to respond for a while.

But then Wenren Qinglian found that Baili'an did not draw his weapon, but just put his right hand on the handle casually.

Bai

Li An just stood there, staring at Wenren Qinglian with scarlet eyes, and the black three-magatama pattern quietly changed.

The magatama slowly rotated and connected together, blending and changing with each other, and finally formed a special pattern of a triangular windmill and a hexagram superimposed.

Then, he slowly closed his left eye.

The competition can continue until now, in addition to the previous promise of "giving other players a chance to show off", and Bailian himself is also more interested in the ability of tranquility.

However, since Wenren Qinglian himself chose to give up victory and pursue a draw instead-

He didn't want to continue playing...

At the corner of the boy's closed left eye, a stream of blood slowly flowed down his cheek.

The next moment, Bailian suddenly opened his left eye!

"Amaterasu!"