Tang Lichuan broke Chen Jiuming's artistic conception. Before he was happy for too long, there was a succession of wails and curses around him.

The venue for the city seizing conference is really huge, but it seems that other hardware facilities are not as good as Xuanlong sect's challenge arena except "big". At least this challenge arena has no means to protect life and no means to prevent attacks from rushing out of the challenge arena.

According to the martial arts level of the Kirin Empire, it should be possible to do it. I just don't know whether they are allowed to kill because of the city seizing meeting, so there is no problem of specially designing challenge arena defense.

Tang Lichuan's "Golden Dawn shining eyes" is a large-scale blinding light. This time, it is launched with a withered long bow, which is more powerful than his palm.

A round of dazzling sun appeared on the challenge arena without warning, and then the golden light was shining everywhere. The speed of light was not something that martial practitioners of their level could avoid, and many unlucky people were hit by Tang Lichuan's move on the spot without any defense.

Many of the results of the challenge arena were affected by Tang Lichuan's arrow. Naturally, those who got a bad ending scolded Tang Lichuan.

He scratched his head silently. Tang Lichuan didn't know that the challenge arena here was so frustrated that there was no defense barrier. The moves of one challenge arena could affect several nearby challenge arenas. This kind of low-level mistake could also appear at the national conference. Shouldn't the organizer blame him?

Fortunately, those unlucky players did not dare to break into other people's challenge arena at will. No one did anything to Tang Lichuan after swearing for a long time.

Seeing this, Tang Lichuan cast his eyes on his opponent.

Chen Jiuming was caught on his shoulder. He was bleeding. He still stood up with his teeth on one arm, looked directly at Tang Lichuan and asked, "how did you break my artistic conception?"

"Artistic conception? Is this the name of the move just now?"

Tang Lichuan muttered to himself. Seeing Chen Jiuming staring at himself with a positive face, he explained with a smile: "I don't know what artistic conception is. I just take it as a large-scale illusion."

"You said you didn't know the mood?"

Chen Jiuming looked at Tang Lichuan in amazement and suddenly felt a little funny. Even people in the Xuanwu realm may not be able to refine the artistic conception, but it was cracked by a younger generation who didn't understand the artistic conception.

"Well, I don't care whether you know the artistic conception or not. Tell me how you cracked it. You can't swallow my artistic conception, so you can only break it by defeating me under adverse conditions, but I've hidden in the artistic conception, and you can't find it."

Chen Jiuming doesn't care about Tang Lichuan's vision. He only cares about Tang Lichuan's method of breaking moves.

"That's why I said I used the method to crack the illusion. I don't know if I'm lucky. I've been practicing in the illusion generated by my self-consciousness for a long time..."

Speaking of this, Tang Lichuan remembered the inhuman torture he had suffered in his self-consciousness. The crazy customs clearance conditions made him still feel sick.

"Because my cultivation tests the search for the eyes, finding out the hidden array eyes is my specialty. I release the blinding martial arts not to attack, but to limit your actions. If you integrate into the dreamland, it will be difficult for me to catch you."

Tang Lichuan spread his hand, but the answer still made the other party very dissatisfied. It sounded as if Tang Lichuan didn't explain anything.

"I want to know how you locked me and how you hit me accurately. Even in your light, I can feel that the artistic conception did not collapse, so you couldn't detect my position at that time."

Chen Jiuming didn't want to beat around the bush with Tang Lichuan and asked with a straight face.

For his question, Tang Lichuan laughed: "don't you think the question asked by the old master is too much? Now we haven't won or lost, you let me expose my means... I don't have the courage to make concessions to the predecessors in the Xuanwu realm."

"Hum, little cunt! You attack my remaining arm just to make me unable to hold the sword. Now you have the advantage. What else dare you say?"

With an expressionless look at the bleeding shoulder, Chen Jiuming's face looked like the bottom of a black pot.

After touching his nose, Tang Lichuan still didn't want to say it clearly. He smiled and said, "even if an expert like you let me have two hands, I don't have much chance of winning. I'd better not tell you the secret."

"Cunning kid!"

With a smile and scold, Chen Jiuming looked at Tang Lichuan and said, "if you say the way to crack it, I will automatically admit defeat. You win this game. Are you satisfied?"

"Well, since the elder is so cheerful, the boy won't hide it."

Decisively agreed to the other party's requirements. If the other party said this, it would be equivalent to abstaining. Even if the old man wanted to go back, the rules of the city seizing conference would not let him fool around.

Although the city seizing meeting was made a mess by Duke Wang's eunuch, at least these rules are binding on people except Royal relatives and relatives.

"I admire you very much for your ability to cultivate artistic conception."

Shaking his head, he first flattered, and then he didn't keep the other party waiting, and continued: "But you should also understand the deficiency of artistic conception? The artistic conception of the elder has one thing in common with the dreamland of the boy's hard cultivation. That is, the scope is limited. Even the dreamland generated in his mind has an end. The artistic conception of the elder looks boundless, but in fact, the scope is only the size of the challenge arena. If you know this, you won't be confused by deception."

"You mean you still have a clear concept of 'scope' under the influence of artistic conception?"

Chen Jiuming thought Tang Lichuan's words were half true and half false. He didn't believe that a Liuzhong boy in the Yuan Wu realm could keep this sober meaning in the artistic conception. Most people would lose their way in the early stage of his artistic conception change. How could they calculate so accurately and hurt him all at once.

"If you don't believe me, why don't you look down."

Tang Lichuan smiled and pointed to the ground. Chen Jiuming only looked at it. It suddenly became clear. He nodded and smiled at Tang Lichuan and said, "the younger brother will become a great weapon in the future. I am convinced of my defeat today."

With these words, the three surviving leaders of Donghai Jianzong really stopped fighting with Tang Lichuan, and left the challenge arena slowly with an expression of emotion on their faces.

Tang Lichuan bowed his hand to the elder who kept his word. He looked down at the floor with an average size on the ground. This was his means of calculating the distance range. No matter how the other party's artistic conception changed, he had already recorded the number of floor squares between the two sides in his mind.

Seeing is believing and seeing is believing. After calculating the distance between the two sides, the blinding light is used to make the other party enter a short state of inattention. Such a big flaw is enough for him to succeed in one blow.