Chapter 226: Wu Xian VS Chat Group 10 (Please vote for monthly tickets! Please follow!)

Long black hair, a lean build, and a handsome face, but between his brows, there was a clear desire for madness and destruction.

He had seen this face; to be precise, it was in Zhao Yingkong's memory, and the impression was very deep.

Brother-in-law... pfft! It's Zhao Zhui Kong!

Still not right, this team battle didn't have the East America Team, so this man should be the clone of Zhao Zhui Kong from the Devil Team.

So... were all those people just now members of the Devil Team?

That's not right, how come they feel so much like some anime characters he had seen before? Could it be that because of the butterfly effect he caused, the art style of the Devil Team had already become this distorted?

While his mind was wandering, the sound of breaking air came from above, and he saw a bespectacled man dressed like Aizen, holding a plain-looking standard long sword, slashing toward the space where he was.

A plain and unadorned slash, without any gorgeous aesthetic, but it was exceptionally clean and neat, leaving no room for the enemy to breathe.

It seemed as if hundreds of sword Qi were slashed out in just a single breath, but what greeted him was not the scene of the "opponent" in front being killed and eliminated, but a series of dazzling golden sparks and a rapidly enlarging fist.

Clang————!!!

Power to the extreme transmitted from Kyoka Suigetsu, far exceeding Aizen's limit, directly slamming him and his sword away violently.

Wu Xian was just about to press the attack when powerful energy fluctuations rose behind him.

Looking back, he saw a blue giant standing between heaven and earth appearing in his field of vision.

Susanoo!

"Whitebeard, Aizen, Uchiha Madara... have you gathered all the bosses from the 'Dead, Fire, Sea' (Naruto, Bleach, One Piece)?"

Wu Xian's expression was strange, but the rhythm of the battle did not slow down at all. His figure flashed, and he used brute force to smash the two giant blue blades slashed down by Susanoo.

Then, like a high-speed bullet, he penetrated the diamond-shaped crystal on top of Susanoo's head and, in Uchiha Madara's shocked gaze, punched him in the lower abdomen.

Bang!

Uchiha Madara's eyes bulged, blood spewed from his mouth, and the terrifying fist force directly penetrated his spine, blowing open a bloody hole.

At the same time, the blue giant, over two hundred meters tall, dissipated as a result, turning into pure energy and vanishing into the void.

"Honestly, you are weaker than I imagined."

Holding Uchiha Madara's throat with one hand, Wu Xian's tone was slightly disappointed, which further stimulated the arrogant self-esteem of the Ninja World's Asura. He immediately opened his Rinnegan to launch a genjutsu, staring at the monster in front of him, attempting to defeat the opponent on a mental level.

However, the next second, a palm transformed from blue energy pressed onto Uchiha Madara's head, invading his mental world in an incomprehensible way.

"Myriad Worlds Chat Group, Zhao Hao, East Sea Team... what the hell is this!"

After searching Uchiha Madara's memory, a series of question marks and black lines suddenly floated on Wu Xian's forehead.

Main God Space intruding into a chat group... it just feels too abstract. What kind of person with a ten-year cerebral thrombosis could come up with such a plot?

And that guy named Zhao Hao, Wu Xian dared to bet with Chu Xuan's glasses that this guy was definitely the Group Leader of the chat group, who had been bluffing Uchiha Madara and group members from other worlds by foreseeing the plot. It was a very old-fashioned chat group mode; he was too familiar with this routine.

But in this way, as long as that Zhao Hao was killed, this chat group should automatically disband, right? I wonder if anything like a system would drop out.

Thinking this, Wu Xian suddenly noticed something wrong, and with a force of his hand, the Uchiha Madara he was controlling in front of him instantly fell apart, turning into a pile of fragments.

"Genjutsu? No... it's Kyoka Suigetsu!"

Wu Xian was slightly stunned, then reacted. When Aizen slashed at him earlier, he might have already released the ability of his Shikai in front of him.

In this way, Kyoka Suigetsu could have an effect on Wu Xian, distorting and manipulating his five senses to a certain extent.

Of course, only to a certain extent.

For a Fourth Stage cultivator who had awakened the Light of the Soul, even the most powerful genjutsu would find it difficult to modify their cognition; one only needed to release the Light of the Soul to break through the vast majority of mental abilities.

Just at this moment, Wu Xian's vision suddenly went black, and the surrounding space was covered by darkness out of thin air. If viewed from the outside, a black rectangular block over tens of meters high had replaced the position where Wu Xian had been standing, shaped like a massive coffin.

Hado #90 - Black Coffin!

"Go!"

Utilizing Kyoka Suigetsu's ability to complete the incantation of "Black Coffin," Aizen felt not the slightest joy and hurriedly shouted to the sky while carrying the unconscious Uchiha Madara.

The next second, a black spatial rift opened behind the two, swallowing them like a deep abyss.

"Crack!! Clatter————!!!"

A fist pierced through the black coffin lid, then swept outward, and the terrifying power directly destroyed it, turning it into spirit particles like fragments that dissipated in the air.

"That spatial rift... the Youkai Sage, Yakumo Yukari?"

Recalling the information obtained from Uchiha Madara's mind earlier, as well as the several powerhouses who had not yet appeared in the chat group, Wu Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a thoughtful expression.

"The strongest ones are indeed a bit troublesome, but excluding them, the rest is actually a good training for the current Zhongzhou Team. There is pressure but not despair; they are more suitable as a whetstone than the original three reincarnation teams."

Originally, Wu Xian had planned not to participate in the combat aspect of this team battle, so that the Zhongzhou Team could have sufficient training and not be raised by him into a group of useless snacks.

But who could have known that the opening of this time was too strange? His intuition told Wu Xian that something very dangerous was approaching, so for the sake of safety, he took the initiative to test it, and as a result, he really discovered an unexpected situation.

However, since the opponent's background had been figured out, the subsequent arrangements would be much more convenient. For now, he would follow the original plan: the others of the Zhongzhou Team would be responsible for the fighting and contending with the East Sea Team, which possessed the chat group.

And he, naturally, would be responsible for the cheering squad. The battle just now could serve as an excuse, indicating that the opponents were quite strong and he had already overdrawn a lot of power, so continuing to fight might trigger his inner demons, and he could only support his cute teammates mentally.

Reasonable and convincing!

Thinking this, ripples of space fluctuated around him.

Seeing this, Wu Xian's complexion instantly turned pale, looking exhausted and very weak. This was the scene the Zhongzhou Team saw when they arrived.

"Captain!!"

Zheng Zha hurriedly stepped forward upon seeing this, subconsciously wanting to support him, but was stopped by Wu Xian.

"It's fine, just a large consumption."

Cold sweat broke out on Wu Xian's forehead, and then he smiled helplessly: "Sorry, I might really not be able to help much from now on..."

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Additionally, let me clarify: this Zhao Hao who obtained the chat group is a native of the Infinite Terror world, not a transmigrator. The group members are also from the infinite multiverse, and the chat group was created by a big shot in the infinite world, which will be mentioned later.

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