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Chapter 147

Words:2126Update:22/06/17 23:42:51

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"Today, no one is interested in my Dharmic artifacts. After the tournament, I will make sure that no matter how high the price is, there will be people who will desire to own my Dharmic artifacts!"

Wang Baole's eyes revealed a ruthless look. He was forced into a corner. The feeling of having nothing in his pocket made him feel very uncomfortable. It was as if he had suddenly become a pauper after getting used to living a luxurious life.

This feeling made Wang Baole think about how to sell his Dharmic artifacts. After slapping his thigh, he took a deep breath and stood up. He walked a few rounds around the cave abode. It was obvious that he was deep in thought. After analyzing his plan in his mind and confirming that there were no problems, he stopped in his tracks.

"Let's do it!" Wang Baole gritted his teeth and immediately took out his voice transmission ring to contact Zhuo Yifan.

"Yifan, I heard about the Combat Pavilion Tournament. How are your preparations going? Do you need me to assist you? Once I make a move, haha, you will definitely … Hmm? You've already found someone to assist you? "

Zhuo Yifan was very embarrassed. In fact, he had originally wanted to find Wang Baole, but he was worried that Wang Baole would reject him. Therefore, after some hesitation, he did not ask Wang Baole but found someone else.

After Wang Baole expressed his understanding, he put down his voice transmission ring and took a deep breath. He was not discouraged. This time, he planned to do something big. Since his Dharmic artifacts did not have a good reputation or a good brand, he would forge them!

The best way to forge them was to impress everyone with the power of his Dharmic artifacts in front of everyone. They would be shocked that there was such an incredible Dharmic artifact in this world. Not only would they remember it deeply, they would also want to obtain it.

Simply put, it was publicity!

As for where he would advertise, Wang Baole had already thought about it. It would be the Combat Pavilion Tournament this time. There was no other place that would attract as much attention as the tournament this time. Wang Baole thought that with the help of the tournament, he would definitely be able to create a strong brand effect for his Dharmic artifacts!

After all, the Combat Pavilion Tournament was being watched by the entire Upper Academy Island. There would definitely be a large number of people watching. As such, as long as they could shine in the tournament, they would definitely cause a sensation and build up their reputation!

In fact, Wang Baole was not the only one who was aware of this method of publicity. There were also some people in the other pavilions. Although they were not exceptionally talented, they were still unique in certain fields. To them, the money in front of them was nothing. Fame was the most important thing. Therefore, the annual Combat Pavilion Tournament was the time for them to build their reputation.

They would selectively sponsor some of the Combat Pavilion's disciples, giving them their own refined artifacts, pills, formations, and other items. They would also make some requests. Their ultimate goal was to use the Grand Competition to publicize and increase the value of the items they refined.

The disciples of the Combat Pavilion would naturally agree to this mutually beneficial arrangement. The Dao College would also not interfere. Therefore, many new pills, Dharmic artifacts, and formation items could be seen in the Combat Pavilion Tournament every year.

However, Wang Baole's thinking was slightly different from theirs. In order to be prepared and to be able to adjust to the ever-changing situation in the tournament at any time, Wang Baole planned to personally participate in the tournament this time!

This way, he would be able to make adjustments according to the battle situation. Even if there were any deviations in his plan, he could immediately reverse it and promote his Dharmic artifacts to the greatest extent possible.

When he thought of this, Wang Baole's spirits were lifted. He held the voice transmission ring and thought of a candidate.

Since Zhuo Yifan is not suitable, Chen Ziheng is also suitable! When he thought of this, Wang Baole hurriedly sent a voice transmission to Chen Ziheng. However, very quickly, Chen Ziheng also had an assistant.

This made Wang Baole depressed.

In reality, Chen Ziheng was the same as Zhuo Yifan. It was not that he did not think of inviting Wang Baole to assist in the tournament. However, Wang Baole was already too high in the hearts of this group of people. Chen Ziheng was also a prideful person. He was also worried that his invitation would be rejected, so he did not ask.

Wang Baole was a little anxious. Therefore, he hurriedly contacted all the disciples of the Combat Pavilion that he was familiar with. In the end, he was dumbfounded. Wang Baole had contacted them too late. Now that the date of the Grand Competition was approaching, almost everyone had already decided on an assistant.

Seeing this, Wang Baole was unwilling to give up. Therefore, he logged onto the Spirit Intranet. He remembered that he had previously seen someone posting a recruitment notice on the Spirit Intranet.

Finally, after searching diligently, he found a disciple of the Combat Pavilion who offered an extremely stingy price and spoke in a disdainful tone.

"I'm currently cultivating and preparing for the Grand Competition. I don't have time to meet you. I don't want to know your identity, and you don't need to know mine either. When the time comes, we'll meet again at the assessment ground. You don't need to prepare anything. You're just here to make up the numbers. In fact, if it weren't for this d * mn rule and the fact that I don't want to embarrass myself by getting matched by the Dao College, I wouldn't need any assistance at all!"

After Wang Baole contacted the other party, the other party sent him a short message. It seemed that he was too lazy to even speak. After reading it, Wang Baole felt that the other party had probably been kicked in the crotch, which was why his words were so weird. If it were not for the fact that there was no one else to choose from, he would have already changed to someone else.

However, the Grand Competition was about to begin. Basically, any normal person would have found an assistant. Those who had not found one were either as crazy as the person who had been kicked in the crotch, or were planning to wait for the Dao College to automatically match them with one.

"Who was so ruthless to kick this guy so badly? Even his words are so rude!" Wang Baole snorted. However, he had no choice but to settle for this person.

He thought that since the other party was so arrogant and did not need his assistance, he would just focus on promoting the Dharma artifacts. The only thing that gave him a headache was that if the other party did not cooperate, it was very likely that he would not use his Dharma artifacts.

"I have to be prepared for both eventualities!" Wang Baole took a deep breath. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that the mysterious person from the Combat Pavilion was crazy. However, since this was the case, he could only take out all the Dharma artifacts from his storage bracelet and start researching a plan.

Although he did not have any Spirit Stones left, he still had some materials. Therefore, based on his plan, he made some adjustments to the Dharma artifacts. For example, he felt that it was very likely that he would encounter a ferocious beast from the Beast Taming Pavilion. Therefore, he modified the rope Dharma artifact into a muzzle. He even bought some fog powder from the Spirit Intranet and placed it inside.

There were also other Dharma artifacts that were targeted. In particular, there was a Dharma artifact called the Flying Frost Sword. It was Wang Baole's main product this time.

As Wang Baole made his preparations, time passed. On the second day before the Grand Competition, the last island on Ethereal Dao College's Green Forest Lake, Sky Path Island. This island also had a fog array formation. At that moment, it was silently churning. Seven to eight figures could be seen walking out on air. As they walked out of the Sky Path Island's array formation, the array formation slowly parted to form a huge path.

Other than the middle-aged man in the middle, the rest of the seven to eight people were elders. Each of them had an unfathomable look in their eyes. Their cultivation levels were extremely high. However, compared to them, the middle-aged man in the middle, who was dressed in a long red robe, was like a sharp sword. It was as if he could pierce through a hurricane once he unleashed his power.

They stood there, with the middle-aged man in the lead. They were looking up at the sky … at the three huge black cruisers that were gradually approaching!

As the cruisers descended, they could see that there was a lot of dried blood on the exterior of the cruisers. Clearly, it was the blood of the ferocious beasts that had been killed by the people in the cruisers. There were more than a hundred people standing around the deck of the cruisers. They were all wearing the same uniform. They were expressionless, and their bodies were filled with killing intent. They were definitely not ordinary people. Clearly, they had been honed through countless life-and-death battles with ferocious beasts.

These three cruisers were from the Federation's military!

The people on the cruisers were the soldiers who were stationed at the Federation's borders!

At that moment, on the cruiser in the middle, a middle-aged man stood at the bow. He was burly and had a black cloak on his shoulders. Under the cloak, he wore a uniform that was decorated with medals. There was an obvious scar on his face that could not be healed. It seemed to split his face into two halves. He stood there like a mountain, and an extremely powerful aura emanated from his body. He seemed to be on par with the red-robed middle-aged man from Ethereal Dao College.

"Zhou Lu, is the fatty you mentioned here?" The burly man shifted his gaze away from the red-robed middle-aged man outside Sky Path Island and looked at Upper Academy Island. He then spoke to the orderly woman beside him.

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