paranoianovel Chapter 180: The Inheritor
Chapter 180: The Inheritor
Wang Yi was thinking about another thing.
"Is it possible to bring this stele back to the Holy Land?"
Consciousness left the world of the stele, and looked towards the ancient emperor Bahuang who was next to him.
"Eight Desolation Ancient Fist, did you create it?"
Ancient Emperor Eight Desolation said proudly.
"That's right!"
"This emperor spent five Ten Thousand Years of hard work to create the Fist Technique."
Wang Yi said: "Don't you want to make Fist Technique flourish?"
"Just let it stay in the tower, it's hard for anyone to know!"
The Eight Desolation Ancient Emperor looked towards Wang Yi.
"Now, you are the inheritor of the Eight Desolation Ancient Fist, and you can be regarded as inheriting my legacy!"
Wang Yi shook his head slightly.
"Cultivating alone, it is difficult to truly break out the reputation of Fist Technique."
"Why don't you give me the inheritance stone tablet and put it in the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning, so that you can find more suitable disciples!"
"I'm afraid this matter is inappropriate..." Ancient Emperor Bahuang shook his head, "This emperor must select those who have Apex qualifications to select inheritors."
"If it is weaker, it will only ruin the reputation of the Eight Desolation Ancient Fist."
There is an old saying called Ning Que Wu Lan, which is what I think.
"Things are definitely not what you think." Wang Yi raised his eyebrows, "The checkpoints set up are too difficult. In dozens of Ten Thousand Years, I am the only one in the ancient Supreme Tower, and I can climb to the tenth floor!"
"The rest of them can't even climb up to the ninth floor."
"I believe, in another few tens of Ten Thousand Years, this will still be the case..."
"Even, there will be no new inheritors..."
"The Eight Desolation Ancient Fist has truly fallen..."
Hearing this, Ancient Emperor Bahuang frowned.
In fact, he is just a ray of soul staying here. Over the years, he has indeed been waiting a little anxiously.
Seeing the appearance of the ancient emperor, Wang felt that there was something interesting, so he continued.
"If you are worried, you can follow me to the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning and guard this stone tablet."
"At that time, wouldn't it be easier to select disciples based on aptitude than to challenge the Supreme Tower?"
"Like our Holy Land of Absolute Beginning, there is a disciple who has a chaotic fist body, which is very suitable for practicing the ancient boxing of the Eight Desolation!"
"Chaos Fist Body?" Gu Di narrowed his eyes slightly.
This Constitution is known, and it can be described as a genius in heaven.
If one can cultivate the Eight Desolation Ancient Fist, it is indeed a happy event.
Wang Yi continued.
"However, with the strength of this disciple, it is difficult to pass the tenth floor of the Supreme Tower."
"And how can it be carried forward?"
Hearing this, Ancient Emperor Bahuang sighed deeply.
"You are right. The test left by this emperor before is indeed a bit difficult..."
"Then what about my proposal?" Wang Yi's face showed sincerity.
"Bring this palace back to the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning, when the time comes, you will guard it, select suitable disciples, and let them practice Fist Technique!"
"I believe it won't take long before it can be carried forward and known by the world!"
"Okay..." Ancient Emperor Bahuang nodded, "this emperor will leave here with you!"
"As for what kind of successor to choose, I will have the final say!"
"Good!" A smile appeared on Wang Yi's face.
After finally opening this gap, Zixuan will have the opportunity to learn this set of Fist Technique in the future.
At that time, master the cultivation method of Fist Technique as soon as possible to reach the peak.
With a wave of the ancient emperor Bahuang, the palace turned into the size of a palm and landed on Wang Yi's hand.
And his soul also merged into the palace and left later.
…
The outside of the Supreme Tower.
A few people stood in front of the stele and looked up at the tenth floor of the tower.
Ma Biao asked suspiciously: "This Wang Yi has been in for a day, why hasn't he come out yet?"
"Could it be that something happened on the tenth floor?"
The Supreme Tower is not life-threatening. If it is lost, it will not be fatal, and at most it will be seriously injured.
For more than a day, Wang Yi passed through the ninth floor, as if disappearing, without any movement.
If the challenge fails, it will definitely come out from the mouth of the tower.
The ancestor of Tianba also felt a little unusual.
"Is it possible that Wang Yi has the strength to pass the tenth floor?"
"impossible?"
The ninth floor has personally tried it and knows how terrifying the strong are.
I also believe that the tenth floor cannot be passed by Wang Yi.
Ma Biao scanned the stele below, his pupils suddenly contracted.
The uppermost handwriting, the number of layers quietly changed.
'First place, Wang Yi, tenth floor! '
"Ten floors!"
"What!"
"Passed the tenth floor!"
At this time, Ma Biao was completely frightened.
I thought it would be very difficult for Wang Yi to pass the eighth floor.
Who would have thought that the opponent broke through the ninth and tenth floors in succession, two extremely difficult levels.
How terrifying is the strength to defeat a tenth-level powerhouse?
Li Tianba also stared wide-eyed.
"What?"
"In the beginning, the Saint Lord passed the tenth floor!"
"Why is the strength so terrifying?"
According to speculation, on the tenth floor, that ancient emperor powerhouse cast a stronger Eight Desolation Emperor Fist, how can he easily counter it?
Unless you have an ancient level Fist Technique, or a close-up Martial Skill, Realm needs to be extremely advanced to deal with ancient emperors.
Anyway, Wang Yi passed the tenth floor, all of these people.
After a while, Wang Yi's figure appeared from the entrance.
Ma Biao hurried over, excitedly supported Wang Yi's shoulder, and looked him up and down.
"Brother Wang! The challenge on the tenth floor is difficult, did you hurt anyone?"
"We have a lot of Medicine Pills for healing, if you need them, please mention them!"
The corners of Wang Yi's mouth curled up, and he said with a light smile, "Brother Ma, don't worry, it's only the tenth floor, so you won't be injured."
After hearing this, Ma Biao's eyes widened.
What is a mere tenth floor, without getting injured?
What terrifying strength do you hide to say these words?
After passing the tenth level of challenge, the white clothes are like snow, without any scars.
You must be stronger than that ancient emperor in order to pass easily.
Li Tianba walked in front of Wang Yi, his old eyes were shining brightly.
"Young man, you are amazing!"
"Back then, the old man tried his best to pass the eighth level."
"Looking at your young age, but you can pass the tenth level, it's really extraordinary!"
The corner of Wang Yi's mouth curled up a little, and he responded with a smile.
"Senior is overrated."
Ma Biao said: "Brother Wang, you must be tired after passing the tenth floor?"
"How about resting here for the past two days?"
"I will definitely prepare the best wine and food, so that I can have a good drink!"
"Okay." Wang Yi nodded and agreed.
The Red Flame Spirit Wine here is really delicious, and I want to taste it a few more times.
…
In the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning, there is a mountain called Baquan Peak.
In the past, boxing was inherited and practiced here.
After returning, Wang Yi called Song Zixuan and came here.
"Saint Lord, why did you call me here?"
Wang Yi said: "This deity went to the Supreme Tower this time. After passing the most difficult challenge, I got some opportunities, which can be put here for disciples to use."