The Daily Life of the Immortal King

There was no pain, no internal injury, as if he had never participated in this competition.

He couldn’t remember how he had fallen.

It was just that the moment his eyes met Wang Ling’s, a huge emptiness and loneliness had attacked his spirit, causing his thoughts to stagnate.

And then, just like that, Mikura Weiming closed his eyes.

A match was like a dream..

“Classmate, you’re Awake?”The old Auntie in the infirmary at the match venue glanced at Mikura Weiming.

“Doctor... my injury...”

“You passed out during the competition. When you were sent here, you didn’t have any external injuries. However, we can’t determine your internal injuries at the moment. How is it? Are you feeling unwell?”

“No...”

Miura was extremely surprised.

When he was sent here, his body wasn’t injured at all?

Logically speaking, based on the strength he used on himself, it should be impossible for him to recover so quickly.

“So, what did Houlang sang do?”

Mi Cang Wei Ming was puzzled.

“Student, if you are not feeling unwell, please give up your bed... There are still students waiting in line for treatment.”

“How far has the competition progressed?”Mi Cang Wei Ming was even more puzzled.

“It has already progressed to 125 people, and 25 people have been selected for the Ring Master Battle.”

“The ring master battle has already begun?”

“That’s right, it is said that the winner is determined through a competition of spiritual power. The student who fought with you previously is one of the 25 ring masters,”the Doctor said.

Micang Weiming understood.

He had also heard of this ring master battle station before. The 25 ring masters that had been selected were equivalent to the defenders. As long as they could defend against the spiritual attacks of five random people, they would directly advance.

As for the attackers, as long as they could successfully attack, they could become the new ring masters. After becoming the new ring master, they could also advance by defending against the attacks of another four people.

According to the rules of this closed-door competition, only 50 people would advance in this round.

In other words, the first 50 people to advance would enter the next round of the competition.

“How is the situation of Houlang Sang...”

“It’s a closed-door match. How would I know?”The doctor sighed.

Then, he pointed at the door.

Miura was stunned for a moment. He got off the bed and walked toward the door of the infirmary.

As soon as he stepped out of the door, he was shocked by the scene in front of him..

Because it was in the corridor in front of the infirmary.

Those who had fainted were lying on the ground like sardines..

“What the Hell Is This? !”

Mi Cang Wei Ming was like a piece of wood, rooted to the spot in a daze by the scene in front of him.

About 90% of the people lying on the ground had been sent by Wang Ling.

Because all the people who had fought with Wang Ling.

Had finally closed their eyes..

Had successfully advanced into the first ten percent of the group competition.

Wang Ling’s fluctuating heart had finally settled down by more than half.

He hadn’t expected that in the ring master stage, the outcome would be decided by a spiritual battle..

On the contrary, this was what Wang Ling was better at. Compared to physical contact, spiritual output was actually relatively less harmful.

In addition, he had a one-time use talisman seal on him, so the damage from a spiritual battle could almost be ignored.

For example, in the ring master stage, Wang Ling only needed to sit upright and calculate the function in his mind.

Anyone who dared to invade his mental space would immediately be entangled by countless parabolas, and then die on the spot

According to the memories of the people who had woken up after fighting with Wang Ling later on,.

Because the calculations in their minds at that time were too complicated, they couldn’t remember exactly what had happened at that time... They only felt that their minds were enveloped by a large number of parabolas and mathematical symbols

And after they woke up, they actually did not have the slightest bit of distress of failure.

Instead, they felt very guilty for not learning mathematics well.

So, at the scene of the competition, some rumors spread.

“Houlang Sang... a magical man! He was actually calculating mathematical problems during the course of the competition...”

“Houlang sang is really a very gentle man. I heard that Misakura Weiming was injured and was also treated by Houlang sang. He actually treated his own opponent.”

“No wonder so many people joined the grey cult, I get it! This is a magical man!”

“So are the branches of the nine paths and grey cult still recruiting people? My language is pretty good, and I’m also good at Math.”

Wang Ling:”...”

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In the infinite Milky Way, the monk was originally playing five-piece chess against Zheng.

Before the first game was over, the monk used his “Swastika”to project the scene of Wang Ling’s match on Earth into the void.

Zheng couldn’t wait for the monk to leave as soon as he finished playing this game with him.

But when he saw that the scene in the Void was Wang Ling’s match, he deliberately slowed down the speed at which he placed his stones.

He pretended to be seriously thinking about the game and looked like he didn’t care at all, but in fact, he was secretly watching Wang Ling’s every move from the corner of his eye.

“Zheng, you really aren’t straightforward.”

The monk couldn’t help laughing. “If you want to see it, just look at it openly. This penniless monk has plenty of time.”

Zheng frowned. “Monk, you should know who he really is, right?”

“Don’t talk nonsense, this penniless monk doesn’t know.”

The monk with the golden lamp fiddled with the Buddhist beads in his hand, his eyes narrowed into slits, and his expression was extremely mysterious. “You already have the answer in your heart, don’t you...”

Zheng was silent for a moment, but he only said three words. “A mysterious object.”

Monk Jin Deng smiled. “What a whimsical idea.”

Zheng let out a long breath. “But apart from this, I really can’t think of the origin of his power.”

“Heaven’s will is still locked up there, so it can’t be him.”

Monk Jin Deng shook his head, “I once thought of many possibilities, but in the end, I rejected all of them myself. Did you see this penniless monk’s swastika. Back then, in order to test my identity, I only saw a trace of its outline, and I was blinded by this penniless monk’s swastika.”

“There’s actually such a thing.”

When Zheng and Peng Xiren heard this, they were all stunned.

​ They had never heard the monk mention this before.

“This is too exaggerated, monk...”

Although Zheng had just been defeated by Wang Ling, he actually still didn’t believe that Wang Ling would be so amazing..

He felt that the monk’s words were a little exaggerated.

“If you don’t believe me, you can try.”The monk smiled. “Now, you can go into Ling Zhenren’s brain and take a look. You’ll know once you try invading with your spiritual power.”

“What conspiracy do you have...”Zheng’s expression was a little alert.

“I’m just responding to your doubts. Practice is the truth, isn’t it? If you’re afraid, this penniless monk understands. After all, this penniless monk is also afraid,”the monk said with a smile.

“Heh, I’m just giving it a try! So Be it!”Zheng snorted.

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A few seconds later..

Zheng closed his eyes and temporarily stopped thinking..