A miracle at the beginning

A young man wearing Yuandian Xiuyun's white robe slowly sat up from the coffin.

At this moment, heaven and earth were silent!

The man in white stood on the ground, with his feet on the altar. In the void behind him, countless Yuandian lines flowed, like blood vessels, providing him with energy.

"See the Speedy Holy King!"

Yuan Chen bowed to him and said loudly: "The catastrophe in our palace is coming, please ask the Holy King to come back and put an end to the catastrophe, and return the bright blue sky to my Yuan Palace!"

"Extreme speed...Holy King?"

The man in white looked at Yuan Chen with a look of nostalgia in his eyes, "I haven't used this name for a long time."

Every word he said seemed to have extremely fast runes beating, and every movement seemed to be a slow motion of a very fast return to defense, which was extremely weird.

[Battlefield Announcement: The Holy King of Speed, the master of the Yuan Palace 7,000 years ago, controlled the speed of the world, and was known as the fastest man of that era]

[The first round of the realm of true self, speed duel]

[This round of duel will be based on four major categories: attack speed, release speed, work efficiency, and learning efficiency. The strongest one will win! 】

World Channel's eyes widened.

Speed ​​showdown!

The fastest man in the world, Luo Yu, VS the fastest man 7,000 years ago, the Speed ​​Saint King!

Luo Yu naturally saw the rules, with a strange look on his face. The Speed ​​Holy King took a deep breath and moved a little, as if he was adapting to his reborn body.

"The realm...is not as good as before."

"But the speed is still there..."

The Holy King of Speed ​​sighed, turned around slowly, stared at Luo Yu, and said, "Are you the catastrophe?"

"Whoever brings the catastrophe to Yuandian must die!"

Saying this, he took a step forward.

"call……"

All the lines on the floor of the Altar Square glowed green.

Every time the Holy King of Speed ​​takes a step, the green light will beat, as if following the beat of his speed, he is making a pilgrimage and worshiping!

The momentum of each step was truly shocking, and after a brief silence, the World Channel was in an uproar!

The Holy King of Speed, the fastest in the world!

Without the blessing of the goddesses, is Emperor Yu still the fastest man at that time?

Can he be faster than the Speedy Saint King?

Everyone's hearts jumped into their throats, and they stared at the Holy King with wide eyes. This man seemed to be crushing Emperor Yu!

Accompanied by the beating of the green light of the altar, the Speed ​​Holy King walked slowly to a place seven steps away from Luo Yu, stopped, and said calmly: "You seem to be very young."

"Ha... reminds me of an old friend from back then."

"Seven thousand years ago, a young man like you, who had the highest speed in the world, had a sword fight with me."

"Oh, his sword, in my opinion, is like the slow movement of a projection bead, which is funny and pitiful."

"By the way, at that time, his attack speed had reached 6,000%."

"Yeah?"

Luo Yu looked at this person with a half-smile and said, "Oh? In your opinion, what is the fastest speed in the world?"

"Ten thousand."

The Holy King of Speed ​​showed a smile on his lips and said: "Ten thousand is the ultimate attack speed, and ten thousand is also the ultimate release."

"In the lower realm, even the fastest sword god and the greatest magician cannot break through the ultimate limit."

"I, at the last moment of my life, realized the ultimate in all things."

There was a confident smile on his face, but the look he looked at Luo Yu was filled with contempt, "And you, in this realm of true self, can only the real you defeat me?"

Saying this, he slowly stretched out his hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand.

At the same time, a light flashed in front of Luo Yu, the mechanism was activated, and the same long sword appeared.

He stretched out his hand to hold it, shook it slightly, and sighed slightly: "I have been with the goddesses for a long time, and I have long forgotten the real me."

"Without them, maybe I really wouldn't be as good as before."

"This is a good state of true self. It allows people to re-examine themselves."

He raised his hand, pointed his long sword at the Holy King of Speed, and said: "Dungeon mechanism, you play first."

"Are you here to use your strengths to attack his weaknesses, or do you want to defeat me head-on?"

"Using one's strengths to overcome one's weaknesses?"

The Speedy Holy King sneered: "You said it yourself, it's not as good as before, why do I still need to go to so much trouble?"

He slowly raised his hand and assumed a sword-drawing posture, and the mocking smile on his lips became even bigger.

[Speed ​​battle, Yu Dijun VS Speed ​​Holy King! 】

[The Holy King of Speed ​​refuses Tian Ji’s horse racing and directly fights with attack speed! 】

[Countdown: 10.9.8...]

A gust of wind blew over the altar, the beating green light went out, and the whole world was silent. Only the beating numbers on the light screen proved the flow of time.

"Your life is over."

A sneer appeared on the corner of the Speed ​​Saint King's mouth.

【3.2.1】

【start! 】

When the countdown ended, he drew his sword instantly!

“Swish swish swish!”

Countless sword shadows swept towards Luo Yu!

This is a competition of speed. If Luo Yu is hit by a sword shadow, he will lose!

"ending?"

Luo Yu looked at the sweeping sword shadow and shook the sword in his hand.

"call……"

A piece of sword flower rolled up and rolled out like a wave.

The next moment, sword shadows and waves of sword flowers collided in mid-air!

"Ding ding ding ding..."

There were continuous explosions, and the sword shadows and sword flowers disappeared one after another as they collided.

The competition is who can draw the sword more times in one second!

After a round of metal-metal collision, the sword shadows all dissipated, and the remaining sword flowers, with a whoosh, blasted onto the body of the Speed ​​Saint King.

"Ah?"

He seemed to have not expected such a result. He opened his mouth, lowered his head, and looked at the wounds on his body that were spurting blood, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

"I..."

"I can blast out a hundred swords in one second, why, how could this happen!"

[K.O! ]

[First round, Emperor Yu won! ]

[Battle score review: Emperor Yu blasted out 160 sword flowers per second, and the Speed ​​Saint King blasted out 100 sword shadows per second, and Emperor Yu received a max-level victory evaluation]

[Hint: Continuous max-level evaluation can forcibly reverse the Yuan Palace secret technique and transform the target of the battle into a unit of your side]

"Puff!"

The Speed ​​Saint King spurted out a mouthful of blood, knelt on one knee, stared at the ground with wide eyes, and was speechless for a while.

Yuan Chen, who was originally ready to celebrate, froze in his movements, as if petrified.

The world channel was silent.

The world of Heavenly Dao was completely silent.

All eyes were focused on Luo Yu.

This man, who looked calm and as if he had done something insignificant, actually reached the max level in the realm of true self!

After three seconds of strange silence, the world of Heavenly Dao exploded on the spot, and the world channel exploded on the spot!

"160! Emperor Yu fired 160 rounds per second! Damn!"

"Without all kinds of blessings, he is still so fast. It's unbelievable. Is he still a human being?"