Waste Synthesis: Starting from Picking Up Garbage to Become Immortal

On the fighting stage, Song Tianming and Yang Jue looked at each other. They were rivals in the past, but now they met again, their emotions were very complicated.

Song Tianming sat cross-legged on the fighting stage, with cold stars floating in front of him, and his whole body was in a cold tone.

When he was in Starry Night City, he regarded Yang Jue as his biggest rival, and he went through untold hardships to surpass him.

Now that they met again in Ascension Sect, Song Tianming only regarded Yang Jue as a vulgar person, and his heart was calm.

Yang Jue and Song Tianming had the opposite state of mind.

When he once swept the heroes of Starry Night City, he had never heard of Song Tianming's name.

Even when Song Tianming rose step by step later, he did not take Song Tianming seriously.

But in front of the Secret Realm of Stars, Yang Jue tasted the unwilling defeat for the first time, and resentment grew in his heart.

In the subsequent Ascension Trial, Yang Jue thought that his bloodline had evolved and his body had transformed, and he could complete his revenge, but he suffered an even more disastrous defeat.

Since then, Song Tianming's figure has completely occupied Yang Jue's inner world. Yang Jue is always thinking about revenge and defeating Song Tianming.

This time, Yang Jue came to Dengtian Sect half a month in advance. He took advantage of the opportunity and used various cultivation secrets in advance. His cultivation level was greatly improved. He thought he could finally get revenge, but in the end, Song Tianming was far ahead of him in the ranking of the human list.

Yang Jue was desperate. He thought he would never get revenge in his life.

But now a great opportunity is in front of him.

Song Tianming was seriously injured and exhausted by Wu Xiangjun's energy bomb. He was at his weakest.

As long as he defeated Song Tianming, he could get rid of his inner demon.

Yang Jue had to consider whether this battle was his only chance to defeat Song Tianming in his life.

To recast the glory of the strongest man in Xingye City, Yang Jue had no choice but to do it.

Yang Jue stared at Song Tianming and said word by word: "Don't say I bully you. There is only victory and defeat in this world, no excuses!"

"Oh!"

Song Tianming's response was very calm, without the solemnity and tension that Yang Jue imagined.

Bang!

Yang Jue went all out, his stormy blood flowed, his spiritual power burned, his spiritual bones boiled, and his whole body was swept by the wind, turning into the son of the wind, with extraordinary secret power flowing in his every move.

Yang Jue made great progress, at least surpassing Song Tianming half a month ago, and his bloodline grade also reached the unprecedented eighth grade of the True Spirit, which was no less than the top talents of the Ancient City of Ascension.

Yang Jue did not confront Song Tianming's cold star head-on, but was as fast as the wind and as swift as lightning, frantically moving on the fighting stage, looking for the flaws of the cold star, and then heading straight for Song Tianming's body.

The onlookers all gasped. With Yang Jue's speed, even if Song Tianming's cold star power was strong, it couldn't touch Yang Jue.

And Song Tianming's immobile body would become an excellent target for Yang Jue.

Mo Ao restrained his killing intent and said lightly: "The outcome of this battle is already determined. Although it is a bit shameful, Yang Jue will definitely win!"

Mo Yuhao spat out blood mixed with bones, his face was hideous and distorted. He was happier than anything else to see Song Tianming lose.

However, unexpectedly, facing Yang Jue's extreme speed, Song Tianming had no expression on his face and lightly pinched the seal.

Then the cold star drew a beautiful arc, slowly and accurately hitting Yang Jue who was moving at an extremely fast speed.

Bang!

Yang Jue's expression changed drastically, and he punched with all his strength. The wind spiral covered his fist to help him, trying to push away the cold star that was pressing hard.

However, Yang Jue's full-strength punch was like hitting a ball of cotton. The endless force of the storm was swallowed by the cracks on the surface of the cold star, and it had no effect. Instead, Yang Jue was knocked several meters away.

Yang Jue was extremely shocked. With the blessing of the storm bloodline, his speed was faster than the ordinary extreme speed. Why was he accurately hit by Song Tianming's extremely slow cold star?

Yang Jue changed his trajectory, constantly accelerated, began to pull the cold star, and then hit Song Tianming's body directly.

Bang!

Yang Jue left the cold star far behind him, and then rushed straight towards Song Tianming. His body was like a sharp knife, unstoppable, and killed Song Tianming from a diagonal line.

Yang Jue was determined to win this attack, but just when he was about to pierce Song Tianming, the cold star came out and hit Yang Jue again.

Bang!

Yang Jue collided with the cold star and was hit with a bloody head.

Yang Jue was horrified. Why could the cold star stop him? He changed the angle and direction again and hit Song Tianming frantically.

The slowly moving cold star could always stop Yang Jue at the last moment, collide with him, and hit him with a bloody head.

The onlookers were horrified. The cold star was obviously moving very slowly, but its route was extremely accurate. It could always collide with Yang Jue at the last moment, and hit him with a bloody head.

It seemed that the cold star had been heading towards the collision point from the beginning, with an unbiased direction and a speed of neither more nor less.

"Yang Jue, if you have no other means, let's end it!"

Song Tianming raised his hand, and the cold star immediately began to hit Yang Jue. The speed was not fast, but it locked Yang Jue firmly, and he could not escape the attack range no matter how he moved left and right.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it!" Yang Jue roared, the storm bloodline burned to the extreme, and the spiritual power of the whole body gathered on his fist, and then condensed into a cyan-gold divine spear.

Swish!

The sapphire divine spear formed by the energy of the wind channel stabbed forward fiercely, its penetrating power was unmatched in the Xuan realm, and it was unstoppable. Even the elders of the earth realm sect felt their scalps tingling.

As Yang Jue thought, the sapphire divine spear was indeed sharp, and even pierced through the shell of the cold star and sank into the interior, but then it disappeared without a sound.

"Ah!" Yang Jue was horrified. The sapphire divine spear that gathered all his spiritual power was actually swallowed and digested by the cold star without even a bubble.

Even though it was pierced by the sapphire divine spear, the trajectory of the cold star did not change at all. It was like a rolling river and a surging wave, crashing into Yang Jue, knocking him unconscious and falling off the fighting stage.

Yang Jue was extremely desperate. He had lost to Song Tianming three times in a row.

The first time, he was slightly inferior.

The second time, he was not as skilled as others.

The first two times, Yang Jue could still accept it, thinking that he would be able to counterattack in time.

But the third time, Song Tianming didn't even move, and defeated Yang Jue with just a cold star. The process was even more bizarre, and Yang Jue didn't even know how he lost.

Yang Jue's heart was broken, and his heart was sad, but he had no way to vent.

Many newcomers, even outer disciples, looked at Yang Jue's lonely back, and sighed with emotion.

A top 20 hero on the list was crushed by the seriously injured Song Tianming in all directions, and he didn't even know how he lost. It was really sad.

Song Tianming had no expression on his face. He just defeated his defeated opponent again, without any waves.