Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree Chapter 244 145 The Heavens Above

At the sa ti, many remaining martial artists in the arena made their move. The Dharma of Heaven and Earth interwove and collided, unleashing waves of force one after another.

The lee completely erupted, and this place plunged into boiling fury, or one might say, into a frenzy!

As fighters scattered across various regions hurriedly converged on this location, the battle beca even more intense and chaotic. One second you were grappling with soone, the next you might be kicked flying by opponents on both sides.

Every individual fought for themselves, with their cultivation bodies fully unleashed, in a battle as fierce as a blazing fire.

This fight was like an initial selection, eliminating the warriors who lacked strength and keeping the strongest ones among the people.

In the end, everyone not only had to guard against sneak attacks from around but also got weary dealing with head-on engagents. The fighting beca increasingly restrictive, always feeling constrained.

Slowly, everyone stopped.

They scrutinized each other.

The ones remaining were martial artists who were considered Superior and Upper Upper Rank before the competition began.

From afar, Mu Juncheng took the initiative to step forward and tossed a fully refined bamboo stick onto the empty ground in the distance, loudly suggesting:

"Gentlen, use this bamboo as the center, the one closest and who endures to the last shall win! Subsequent rankings will be determined by distance, how about that?"

The crowd pondered as they looked at the distant bamboo, quickly grasping Mu Juncheng's intention.

This was to crudely divide the battlefield.

The stronger one was, naturally the closer one could get to the bamboo, while others would have to make moves to intercept. In the end, the respective areas would be broadly divided according to everyone's strength.

Everyone nodded in agreent.

But for a ti, no one moved.

All eyes stayed on that bamboo, eager to act, yet forcibly restraining the impulse to move.

Because the one who made the first move would inevitably beco the target of everyone's attack!

Just as the stand-off reached its peak,

the figure who had initiated the fight earlier, and then disappeared from the scene without notice, returned.

Ji Jingqiu had completed refining the divine essence from the remaining Pure Bamboo and returned to the battlefield. He had intended to stealthily take a few more down, but to his surprise, everyone had already ceased fighting.

Following everyone's gaze, he glanced at the bamboo stick planted in the ground next to him, looking peculiarly at the crowd.

That look seed to say—

Are you all that desperate?

A bamboo without any spiritual essence has you vying so fiercely?

After noticing Ji Jingqiu's gaze, everyone's face twitched, but no one offered an explanation.

There was an unspoken agreent; they exchanged glances and then acted simultaneously!

Ji Jingqiu's eyelids twitched, intimidated by the collective force of everyone's move.

However, he was not surprised by such a situation.

In this unfair fray, it was only natural to prioritize eliminating the strongest in the field!

If it had been him, he would have made the sa choice.

"Ji, guard the bamboo by your side well, the closest one wins!"

Yin Wushuang seemingly kindly reminded Ji Jingqiu, then a sword light suddenly cut through the sky, pure and sharp, enveloping Ji Jingqiu within it.

Ji Jingqiu raised his sabre and extinguished it.

His face showed realization.

In return, he gazed at Yin Wushuang with a hint of sympathy in his eyes, hoping Yin would understand his look.

Just as everyone was moving, affecting the overall situation,

"Yin Wushuang!" a stern cry resonated over everyone's heads.

Yue Yourong, returning with Shi Xinwan, set her unwavering gaze upon Yin Wushuang. A mark between her eyebrows flashed with golden light, exuding an exhilarating aura.

For a mont, it was as if a blaze of golden flas was burning, and a faint silhouette erged from within, with an air of Heavenly Will as if descending from the Nine Heavens.

Witnessing this scene, everyone was shocked, and Li Chengfeng blurted out:

"You've seen God?!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Jingqiu was also moved and glanced sideways at Yue.

Martial Arts Divine, among his peers, he had yet to see one!

The others were Daoge and the one on the seventh floor.

But the one on the seventh floor did not display the true marvel of Godseeing, according to what Shi had said, it was due to the limitations of White Jade City.

White Jade City could record and deduce the control of martial skills, but it could not replicate the "Divinity" within them.

Martial Arts Divine is not just a significant breakthrough in martial skill, but also seeing the God within one's heart, catching a glimpse of the genesis of Divinity.

The path of martial arts today, to call it the way to beco God, is no exaggeration!

At that mont, the resplendent spiritual light around the silhouette donned it a mysterious and majestic veil.

Erging from the halo on Yue Yourong's forehead, it was as if an incarnation of Heavenly Will, almost like a tangible manifestation of Dharma, its presence lofty and holy, untainted by the slightest earthly soot, and then it gently pressed a palm forward.

This palm was indescribably mysterious, without a whisper of wind, drifting down from the Void, and in an instant, it was before Yin Wushuang!

It seed light as a float, as if a breeze caressed the face, carrying no trace of dust, but its undertow was a surge ant to obliterate one's heart and spirit!

Such a thod of attack left everyone shocked beyond words.

This was not a Divine prowess that should belong to the True Seed Realm!

Such thods were already similar to Ji Jingqiu's suppression over their dharma evolution in the nascent form of a dojo!

Yin Wushuang's expression was more serious than ever, and he suddenly bellowed:

"It's not Godseeing! What an excellent Heavenly Will Taoist Body!"

The sword in his hand surged upwards. Originally ant as a surprise for Ji Jingqiu, he now had no choice but to reveal it in advance.

He wielded Sword Heart Clarity with Path Cutting and Seeing !

At this mont, Yin Wushuang and the sword in his hand were indistinguishable from each other, the long sword no longer a re weapon but an extension of his own will and power, resonating with the Dharma of Heaven and Earth!

This strike was not directed at the crowd, but those who were near felt as if ti slowed inexplicably, their faces solemn as they stepped back several paces.