Time passed slowly, and the atmosphere in the arena gradually heated up. One hour soon came to an end.

On the third seat of the tenth row of the Blood Throne, Zhou Yan sat quietly, with the purple dark fire covering his body for ten feet, as if the God of Fire had arrived, but there was a murderous intent in the depths of his purple-red pupils, as cold as a needle, as if he couldn't wait.

On the fourth seat of the ** throne, Ye Wuque kept the same action, motionless.

When one hour was completely over, the arena became boiling again!

Everyone was waiting for Ye Wuque's choice. Who would he... challenge?

But the strange thing was that on the fourth seat of the ** throne, Ye Wuque still had his eyes slightly closed, his breathing was long, and he was indifferent, as if he couldn't hear anything.

"What's going on? Why is Ye Wuque motionless? Is he going to give up?"

"Give up? No! It's so hard to get to this stage!"

"But the time is up, and he still has his eyes closed. Can't he feel it? Maybe Ye Wuque is really going to give up!"

"It's possible. After all, the top three on the human list are all terrifying. Maybe Ye Wuque doesn't think he is strong enough!"

"Anyway, make a sound! What does it mean to be so motionless? I don't understand!"

Zhou Yan narrowed his purple-red eyes at this moment, and then showed a hint of sneer, but the indifference and murderous intent in his eyes became more intense!

"Ye Wuque, do you think you can escape by being a coward? Stupid and pathetic, your life no longer belongs to you, because... in my eyes, you were dead half a year ago!"

There seemed to be flames surging and high temperature in his eyes, as if even the void around him was affected and trembled slightly. Even if Ye Wuque chose to remain silent and give up the challenge because of fear of death, it seemed that Zhou Yan had a way to kill him.

Above the void, the Holy Light Elder beside the Lotus Throne showed a trace of doubt at this time, and his old eyes looked at Ye Wuque with a trace of confusion. In his opinion, with Ye Wuque's character, he should not refuse the challenge in such a way of pretending to be silent.

Even if he is defeated, he will indulge in a fight! If he really thinks he is inferior to others, he will admit it openly and then give up.

This is the Ye Wuque that the Holy Light Elder knows. This silent state is really unlike him.

"Could it be that after the successive battles, he has some insights? The mind is clear and the thinking is divergent, isolating the perception of the outside world?"

After taking a deep look at Ye Wuque again, the Holy Light Elder came to this conclusion.

To have some insights in the heart and then to retreat to digest what he has gained is an extremely important opportunity for a cultivator. If it were on a normal day, according to the Holy Light Elder's appreciation of Ye Wuque, not only would he not disturb him, but he would spend some time guarding the gate for him.

However, this time is different from the past.

Ye Wuque was still in the battle for the top ten. Even if he had some enlightenment, he could only say that the clouds were not good and the timing was extremely unfortunate.

Therefore, the voice of the Holy Light Elder still rang out instantly!

"Ye Wuque, although the rules of the top ten competition are loose, there is also a bottom line. If you are still silent after ten breaths, it means that you have chosen to give up your challenge qualification. I hope you will make a serious choice."

"Ten, nine, eight..."

The old voice of the countdown echoed out, but even so, Ye Wuque remained motionless, like a sculpture.

All eyes in the arena were focused on Ye Wuque. Although they were all confused, they were also worried about Ye Wuque, wondering in their hearts whether Ye Wuque really wanted to give up in silence?

Even those top ten masters who were injured in the previous battle stopped healing at this moment and opened their eyes to look at Ye Wuque.

Fang He was staring at Ye Wuque anxiously. The strange thing was that although his face was a little ruddy, it was also purple-red. It was obvious that the injuries in his body had recovered slightly after this period of breathing.

Ye Wuque's inexplicable silence was definitely not a trick in Fang He's opinion. Something must have happened.

Fang He stood up and walked to Ye Wuque to try to wake him up. He even stretched out his hand to shake Ye Wuque's shoulder, but Ye Wuque seemed to have completely lost consciousness and had no reaction. If it weren't for his long breathing, he would really be like a corpse.

On the eighth throne, Tie Youxia had already opened his eyes. He was defeated by Ye Wuque's Shura Seven Steps before, and he was seriously injured and defeated in a very embarrassing way.

However, Tie Youxia has always been a proud person. If his strength is not as good as his, then he will not even be qualified to be looked at by him. On the contrary, if he can defeat him with strength, then he will gain his respect.

Ye Wuque defeated him with his strength, so Tie Youxia had no resentment or resentment towards Ye Wuque.

Seeing that Ye Wuque was like a puppet and had no reaction, Tie Youxia frowned. He didn't want the person who defeated him to give up in such a humiliating way. Wouldn't that make him even more miserable?

Therefore, although he didn't know what Ye Wuque was doing, Tie Youxia hoped that Ye Wuque could continue to challenge.

"Six... five..."

The old voice of the Holy Light Elder continued to resound without any hesitation. Even though he admired Ye Wuque very much, this was a competition, and the rules must be followed in a competition, no matter who it was.

Qiu Haiyue, who was sitting on the fifth ** throne, held her delicate chin with her right hand, tapped her slender jade fingers lightly, and her eyes, shining like black and white gemstones, looked at Ye Wuque, with a hint of scrutiny flashing in them.

"Although his performance is amazing, he is still young after all. Thinking that he will face the top three on the Human Ranking, he is uneasy and fearful. The pressure is like a mountain. It seems that my estimation is correct. This boy still needs three to five years of polishing to be reborn. I don't know why Junior Sister Yu thinks he is qualified to be Ximen's opponent. He is still far away..."

With a flickering eye, Qiu Haiyue made her own inference about Ye Wuque's behavior.

"Four... three..."

On the second ** throne, Yu Jiaoxue's eyes had long been closed, and the jade light was surging around her body. She absorbed the pure heaven and earth energy under her body to heal her wounds. It seems that she has no concern for Ye Wuque. She looks like an ice sculpture, beautiful and detached.

However, no one knows that the reason why Yu Jiaoxue didn't pay attention is that she already knew that Ye Wuque would definitely appear on the battlefield at the last moment. The result is set, so there is no need to pay attention.

"Two..."

Above the void, the Holy Light Elder had a blank expression on his face, and the countdown in his mouth echoed in all directions without any hesitation.

"One!"

When the last number rang out, all eyes in this world were focused on Ye Wuque. They hoped that Ye Wuque would stand up at the last moment and continue the challenge.

However, Ye Wuque remained consistent, like an old monk in meditation, without any response.

"Poor coward, if there is no reason to kill you, killing you will dirty my hands. You are not even qualified to be killed by me."

Zhou Yan's sneer in his purple-red eyes was mixed with indifference and murderous intent. He didn't even look at Ye Wuque, just like a flaming dragon soaring in the sky would never look at the earthworms on the ground.

Elder Shengguang stood beside the lotus throne, looking at Ye Wuque with a trace of pity, but his voice sounded again.

"The time is up, this elder declares... Ye Wuque, judged to have automatically forfeited! Will lose the successor..."

Boom!

Suddenly, just when everyone felt pity and helplessness for Ye Wuque, a thunderous explosion suddenly sounded in their ears!

On the fifth throne in the tenth row of the Blood Throne, it seemed as if a purple lightning flashed past. The next moment, the slender figure that was originally sitting on it had disappeared without a trace!

At the same time, an apologetic and clear voice echoed across the vast land!

"Sorry, sorry, I suddenly realized something and almost delayed the time..."

On the battle stage, a slender figure appeared, his black robe fluttering in the wind, his thick black hair stirring, his eyes shining, like a young god of war, it was Ye Wuque!

If someone looked closely, they would find that in the depths of Ye Wuque's eyes, there was a flash of lightning.

Standing on the battle stage, Ye Wuque had a smile on his lips, but he was somewhat relieved in his heart.

He practiced the Thunder Halberd Array in the inner world of the Battle Array Heart and forgot the passage of time. If it weren't for Kong's reminder at the end, he might have been judged to have forfeited.

Boom!

The arena was once again drowned by earth-shaking shouts. Countless disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens were a little amused and lamented that Ye Wuque really picked the time. He would lose his qualification just a little bit. Above

the void, the vicissitudes of the eyes of the Holy Light Elder showed a trace of helplessness. He secretly said "this stinky boy", but then

he still showed a smile. On the tenth row of the Blood Throne, Fang He, who had been standing next to Ye Wuque before, shook his head with an expression of "Don't learn from me", took a long breath, and walked back to his ** throne, but after sitting down, his face became solemn and silent.

Yu Jiaoxue, her eyes that were tightly closed at this moment slowly opened, looking at Ye Wuque on the battle stage, without any surprise.

Qiu Haiyue tapped her chin with her fingers and nodded slightly. Her beautiful eyes also looked at Ye Wuque and said to herself: "You are still a little courageous."

Tie Youxia snorted coldly, obviously Ye Wuque was doing something that made him sweat.

At this time, Ye Wuque's voice resounded again, but there was a hint of sharpness and coldness in his tone!

"I challenge the third place!"

Buzz!

As soon as Ye Wuque's voice fell, a figure stepped out from the Blood Throne, with endless heat all over his body, and descended on the battlefield. It was Zhou Yan!

"Ye Wuque, you still have some backbone. Then, next, I will torture you well."

Zhou Yan's cold eyes were filled with flames and murderous intent. He looked at Ye Wuque and sneered.

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Ye Wuque did not refute Zhou Yan's ridicule, but the smile on his mouth gradually enlarged, and his bright eyes were cold and grim.

"In fact, I was confused at first, wondering why you were so murderous towards me, because before this, I had never met you, let alone any hatred."

Ye Wuque spoke quietly, but used voice transmission, as if he was talking to himself, and did not intend to take action immediately.

And Zhou Yan, also strangely, did not take action, choosing to listen quietly.

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