Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy: No One Can Survive The Susanata Buddha

After Baidao said these words, the entire arena composed of the Hundred Refining Tower disintegrated and disintegrated in an instant, turning into huge stones.

The stones were entwined with wisps of electric light. The stones were pulled by these electric lights, spinning around Wang Baidao endlessly.

The martial arts examination students standing on the Hundred Refining Tower were also lowered by an invisible magnetic chain.

Then, the stones that made up the Hundred Refining Tower rose into the air together with Wang Baidao, and flew towards the sky, flying farther and farther at extremely fast speeds.

Everyone present looked at Wang Baidao's leaving figure and stood there blankly, feeling a little at a loss.

Why did this teacher leave halfway through the martial arts exam?

What is Teacher Wang Baidao going to do? ?

The teachers who were watching the battle hidden from the side had somewhat complicated eyes when they saw this scene.

"Even Lao Wang can't hold it anymore..."

"This guy Lao Wang is still as willful as before. Doesn't he know how old he is? He's just trying to show off his power."

"Actually, it's not bad for Lao Wang to do this. While he can still swing his fists, he can teach those red-skinned dwarves a lesson, otherwise they will really think that I, the human race, can be bullied!"

"Sooner or later we old guys will die on the battlefield, it's just sooner or later. It's just a pity that there will be one less old guy with whom we can quarrel and quarrel."

Everyone was silent when they heard the words.

The martial arts test candidates present looked at Wang Baidao disappearing into the horizon, and stood there suddenly at a loss.

But it's okay. Not long after Wang Baidao left here, several teachers flew from the sky and took over Wang Baidao's work.

The age of these teachers seems to be not far different from Wang Baidao, all of them are gray-haired and old.

He looks very old.

But not only are they similar in age to Wang Baidao, but their aura is also like Wang Baidao's, like a vast ocean, unfathomable.

This group of teachers came to everyone and comforted them with kind faces:

"Students, don't worry. Teacher Wang Baidao just has some things that he needs to solve, so you don't have to think too much and just continue with the martial arts test."

"In order to make it easier for you to continue competing in the ring, we will make another ring for you on site."

The moment one of the teachers finished speaking, there was a loud rumble on the ground beneath everyone's feet.

Everyone was shocked to find that the ground beneath their feet was undulating at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if an earthquake had occurred.

The entire land is like waves on the sea, undulating rapidly up and down.

These soils are being reshaped and transformed by an invisible force.

With the rumble of the ground, a complete rock building is slowly rising from the ground.

Within a moment, a very large arena made entirely of earth and rocks appeared on the ground.

And more than a thousand candidates taking part in the martial arts exam happened to be in this arena.

Such a method can be called a miraculous craftsmanship.

In the blink of an eye, a super large arena that can accommodate tens of thousands of people was built. The visual impact was no less than that of Wang Baidao's previous on-site arena.

In less than a day, everyone witnessed two miraculous phenomena in succession, which greatly impacted and subverted their three views.

Is this what the top human beings can do?

With such magical power, let alone one man, ten thousand men can't break it.

Even if one person slaughters an entire city, he can do it easily, right?

Many martial arts candidates looked at the extremely vast and huge arena in front of them, and then looked at the old teachers.

Couldn't help but swallow.

Is this the value of the old professors in the Human Race Lingwu University?

After a brief period of confusion, everyone slowly recovered.

After experiencing so many changes in a short period of time, many candidates also have many doubts that they want to ask.

"What's going on? Bai Ye killed Lu Nanming, but Teacher Wang Baidao took out a spiritual core from Lu Nanming's head? What's going on?"

"I remember that the spiritual cores of our human race should all come from the lower abdomen, right? Why does Lu Nanming have a spiritual core in his head?"

"Don't you know? This year's Global Martial Arts Examination was invaded by the slave clan. One of my classmates died because of this incident."

"Hey, wait, I remember Teacher Wang Baidao said something about the Junu Clan, and if I remember correctly, the spiritual core of the Junu Clan is also in the head, right?"

"By the way, what on earth did Teacher Wang Baidao do? Could it be..."

As everyone discussed, the current situation immediately became clear to everyone.

"In that case, the person Bai Ye killed was not Lu Nanming of the Lu family, but a slave slave who disguised himself as Lu Nanming of the Lu family?"

"If you say so..."

After coming to the conclusion, all the martial arts candidates were almost excited.

They had a premonition that after this incident, a major earthquake would occur among various families.

The top genius of the younger generation of the Lu family was actually disguised as a slave. Isn't this a slap in the Lu family's face?

Are you even saying that the slave clan is slapping the face of the entire human race?

Just when many martial arts candidates were thinking about this, a shocking thunder suddenly sounded in the distant sky, and the scorching lightning reflected the entire sky like daylight.

Light and shadow travel first, followed by loud roaring sounds and air currents.

Seeing the violent sound in the distance, Bai Ye was stunned and silent.

If Bai Ye hadn't known that that was the direction Wang Baidao was leaving, he might have really thought that it was a nuclear bomb that exploded in the distance. . .

In the distance, Wang Baidao, who was carrying the Hundred Refining Pagoda away, was flying in the air, with a large amount of thunder power accumulated all over his body.

And as he continued to advance, the dark clouds in the sky gradually became denser.

The power of thunder and lightning born in these dark clouds continued to converge on Wang Baidao and the Bailian Pagoda beside him.

Wang Baidao was like a magnet at the moment, constantly absorbing the power of thunder around him.

The extremely rich power of thunder continued to condense and compress around him, and the invisible power of thunder gradually condensed into pieces of thick thunder slurry around him.

In the center of these thunder slurries, a spherical thunder that was condensed into a solid gradually condensed.

As Wang Baidao continued to advance, these thunders continued to condense at a speed visible to the naked eye, accumulating more and more.

In the territory of the Jinu Clan, many Jinu Clan living here looked at the large dark clouds that gradually formed in the sky, with doubts in their eyes.

There were huge dark clouds covering the sky and the sun, making it look like black Yoruichi in broad daylight.

Just when this group of slaves was sighing with emotion, endless lightning carried thunderous liquid all over the sky and fell here.