Kun said it was just the beginning, and it was indeed just the beginning.
Han Xing's victory was indeed just the beginning. When he successfully rang the Purifying Gold Bell for the first time, the ancient bell began to ring continuously.
The second ring was because of Samuel's victory.
The youths saw how this elf-like girl in the sea commanded a group of sea monsters to attack the castle of a strange humanoid creature of the Sea Race.
They also witnessed the maiden's astonishing abilities in sea battles.
At the very last moment, she stepped onto the ruined castle with a beautiful longsword in her hand. The scene of her white cape fluttering in the wind became an unforgettable memory for many of the young warriors.
The third time the Purifying Gold Bell rang was because of Ro Li.
The man was too low profile. He did not even have a presence on the Harvest. The young warriors who knew a little about his past always felt that he did not belong to the group of young geniuses.
'He just has a bunch of stronger puppets. Before the Hell Ledge Challenge, he was just a lowly Drifter with no reputation.'
He might even be able to join the Resource Season Haihang because of his relationship with Tang Ling.
There were many who shared the same thought.
However, when everyone saw Ro Li's' strange 'battle, they dispelled all these thoughts.
It was a battle that could not be replicated. Even Tang Ling would not be able to do better. He might even be helpless.
The enemy came and went without a trace. A shadow that could not withstand any physical attacks.
Ro Li seemed to have a pair of penetrating eyes that could always capture the shadow's presence. The Level 2 puppets were controlled by Ro Li to the acme of perfection.
It was not a common puppet master's simple manipulation of the puppets. Instead, it was similar to the top puppet masters in the legends. Ro Li seemed to have granted the puppets life.
The puppets that seemed to have a life of their own blocked and affected the powerful shadow killer.
In the end, Ro Li used a method that the young warriors could not understand to trap the killer puppet.
According to him, he was using 'Qi', the 'Qi' that existed everywhere in this space.
The young warriors did not understand what Ro Li was saying, but they saw him pierce the shadow killer that could not be harmed by physical attacks with a simple finger strike.
In the end, he won the battle that he deserved!
There's such a mysterious person around Tang Ling?! Watching this battle, the youths all forgot to cheer. Everyone could not help but speculate what would happen if they were the ones fighting Ro Li. Would he be trapped by the net made of Qi? Would he be killed by the invisible sword?
Is Ro Li the strongest person around Tang Ling?
However, the youths didn't have the time to savor Ro Li's mysteriousness. The Purifying Golden Bell rang again.
This time, it was Lancaster who made it ring.
Lancaster's battle was the first time the youths saw what war was.
There were all kinds of strange soldiers and strange ways of using them.
Judging the situation on an extremely chaotic battlefield, what kind of soldier would sacrifice themselves to stabilize the situation? What kind of soldier could achieve the effect of a surprise attack? What kind of soldier was the final wall of defense? What kind of soldier was the key to winning a battle?
Most importantly, the effective interference, the effects of the battle, and the strategy that was revealed at the very last moment, how strong was the Heart of Insight?
When the opponent's main energy source was destroyed, the youths heard Lancaster mutter to himself, "Command chess seems very interesting."
Such a battle was actually just a game of chess? How much wisdom did he have to support it?
It was one of the rare scenes where the whole battle was broadcasted to the audience.
Through watching the battle, the youths deeply understood the meaning of battlefield wisdom. This kind of battlefield wisdom was something that Liszt, who commanded the fleet, and even Tang Ling did not have.
Compared to Lancaster, they could not have done any better, could they? Some of the youths even had such thoughts because they sadly realized that even if they watched the whole game and understood Lancaster's strategy, so what? They could not replicate it either! Lancaster's precise timing could only be displayed on the battlefield, and it was not something that others could easily replicate.
Lancaster would surely become the most outstanding general in Iron-Blooded City! He might even become the marshal!
Many of the youths started to believe in that.
The Purifying Golden Bell continued to ring.
This time, an unknown young man called Dongfang Fu Cheng appeared.
He was indeed not famous because among the thousands of young geniuses, he was not the captain or even the captain.
He was just a nameless crew member on a medium-sized ship that belonged to the Dongfang Family and didn't have many people.
Who would have thought that he was an excellencer?!
It was the first time that the youths were able to witness the battle of the most mysterious excellencer. Even though they had been born as nobles for many years, they had never seen a real excellencer.
Excellencers were rare and precious.
However, in the Purple Moon era, if something was rare and worthless, people would not label it as precious.
The youngsters finally understood why the Excalibur had such a high status, so much so that they were so precious. Through this battle, they finally understood why!
Control! The most precise control! It was like having a pair of invisible hands that could control everything in the environment.
These items could either be used as weapons or defensive equipment.
The materialization of the spirit could be a weapon or a defensive tool during crucial moments. Although Tang Ling was just a quasi-Purple Moon Warrior and his spirit was not strong enough, unlike the legendary excellencers who could materialize their spirit at will, it was already very powerful because it could catch people off guard.
Of course, the most impressive thing was that this ordinary-looking young man turned out to be so powerful at the very end. He disregarded everything and clashed his spirit with the enemy!
He would rather die than to seek the tenacity of victory!
On top of that, the clash of spirit could explode like a bomb.
The name Dongfang Fu Cheng rose to fame and was also deeply engraved in the hearts of the young geniuses!
It was also the first time the young geniuses saw the class of excellencers with their own eyes.
So, who was stronger between Dongfang Fu Cheng and Tang Ling? Many of the young geniuses had elevated Dongfang Fu Cheng to such a high position!
Dongfang Fu Cheng was not just an excellencer. More importantly, he had the strength of a genius quasi-Purple Moon Warrior.
It was common knowledge that excellencers were a special class. They had their own system of growth. There were always gains and losses in the world. Excellencers had powerful spirit, but their battle prowess was no different from a common man.
Just like the magicians in the old civilization's myths and legends, once they exhausted their magic power and allowed warriors to approach them, they would be killed and captured.
Wouldn't a person who was both an excellencer and a Purple Moon Warrior be heaven-defying?
**
"Yo, I found a decent seedling." Kun's eyes glimmered as he looked at Ya with a reproachful gaze that only Ya understood.
Ya avoided Kun's gaze.
However, Kun walked to Ya and said, "Ya, you sure hid it well. You never mentioned this person before."
Ya remained quiet.
"All the battles in the Nirvana Tower are under our surveillance, but if you purposely hide some interesting battles, you can hide it from me, can't you?"
"He didn't mention anything special at first." Kun's face was almost at the tip of Ya's nose, forcing him to reply.
"Hmph, of course not! The Nirvana Tower only tests a Purple Moon Warrior's talent. There's also the Great Mirror Tower that targets excellencers. Given Dongfang Fu Cheng's talent as a Purple Moon Warrior, how many special races can he shine? Theoretically speaking, a seedling like him should have a huge advantage and go through the dual trials. "Kun squinted his eyes, but he finally moved his face away from Ya's.
Ya heaved a breath of relief.
Suddenly, Kun exploded. He dashed over and grabbed Ya by the collar. "Ya! You purposely hid it, didn't you?! He's an Asian, so he should be under my jurisdiction. How did he end up on your side? Did you steal my man? "
Ya grabbed Kun's wrist and said, "He was born in my jurisdiction coincidentally! Besides, he's not as outstanding as Tang Ling. He didn't even display strength that was stronger than Liszt. How can I hide it? "
Kun and Ya then stared at each other with sparks flying in their eyes.
"Forget it. Since I've bet everything on Tang Ling, it doesn't matter if you have an extra Dongfang Fu Cheng." Kun felt comforted when he thought about Tang Ling.
Ya tidied his collar in annoyance and grumbled, "Tang Long! I want Tang Long!"
"Dream on!
I'll snatch him even if I have to! You've given your care to Tang Ling, and Tang Long is wasting God's gift to you. "
"It's a dual light."
Kun and Ya's argument continued. Fat Cat in Ya's arms jumped away impatiently. Shorty Twenty, who had grown a centimeter taller, hid further away, crying and biting his handkerchief.
Should it go there or not? If it went over, it might be smacked flat again, but if it went over, it might be accused of not serving Tang Ling well enough and it would still be smacked flat.
It was not easy for it to grow a centimeter taller. Would it be gone again?
**
The young warriors did not know that there were two pairs of eyes watching them from behind. The eyes were picking on them and they were about to start a fight.
That was because the Pure Gold Cleansing Bell was still ringing. That pleasant sound tirelessly cleansed the minds of the youths, giving them substantial benefits. Even the youths trading in the Mysterious Store could hear the bell ringing.
The trading was still going on. As a matter of fact, it did not take up too much time since people were moving around the halo.
Therefore, the exciting battles had already spread like wildfire among the young warriors.
Just like what Kun hoped for, one hero after another was established in the young men's hearts. Thinking about how it would affect the future of a group of young men who would eventually become the pillars of this world, how big of an impact would it have on the future?
To the surprise of the young warriors, the golden purifying bell was still ringing.
Would it be Tang Ling or Liszt this time? It was impossible that the two of them were missing. Based on their strength, shouldn't they have cleared the Hell Mode Eighth Floor already?
Alas, the young warriors were wrong.
This time, the person who appeared in the image was a fatty who was obviously scared to the point of tears.
This fatty? Many people were confused. After all, not many knew who Ji Chengxi was. A lot of people thought he was the chef on the Harvest.
The fatty's background was unknown and he did not even participate in the Hell Ledge Challenge. If there was any impression of the fatty, it would be that he was crazy about the female tyrannosaurus, Xifeng.
Then? A chef made it to the Hell Mode Eighth Floor?
Almost at the same time, the youths blinked a few times, and the fatty in the image was still crying. This was not an act at all, anyone could see that he was really afraid.
"What should we do?" the fatty cried.
Beside him lay a huge insectoid. None of the youths had ever seen such a terrifying insectoid before. It had six scythe-like pincers, two locust-like legs, and a scorpion-like tail. In the center of its steel-like carapace was a humanoid face.
They would rather die than fight such an insectoid. Other than its terrifying appearance, it was exceptionally suitable for combat. Who knew what other talents this insectoid had?
However, what they could not fake was the fact that the insectoid was dead. Dark green blood flowed out of its body, and its shell was broken into pieces, revealing the snow-white flesh underneath.
A fatal wound pierced through its abdomen, exposing its innards.
Yes, it could not be deader than dead! But how did it die? Why was there no battle? Why was there only a crying fatty?
Everyone had the same question in their mind.
Strangely enough, the image of the fatty ended just like that. The screen that was supposed to show the exciting battle turned dark.
Amid the silence filled with questions, a line of words appeared on the screen.
"Fatty is much stronger than you think!"
The words vanished, and so did the screen.
What the h * ll? That's it? All the youths blinked a few more times. Although it was a very baseless statement, like a crude conclusion without any evidence, it inexplicably gave them goosebumps. Moreover, there were still seventy to eighty percent of them who believed it.
The crying face of the fatty and the horrifying death of the insectoid intertwined in the young warriors' minds.
In the end, all the young warriors agreed with the last sentence and no longer doubted it.
Everything could lie, but the Nirvana Tower would not! Everyone at the scene had been through the battle in the Nirvana Tower.
What about Liszt?
What about Tang Ling?
Why was there no news about them?
**
"You are simple and crude." Ya stared at the words on the screen, dumbfounded. "Fatty is more powerful than you think!"
What is this? Is Ji Chengxi not worthy of a name? Is he destined to be a powerful fatty?!
"What else can we do? The Ji Family probably didn't want their most important little fatty's identity to be exposed, and they also didn't want some secrets to be exposed. Isn't this the best way? "Kun replied confidently.
"If that's the case, you could have kept his footage to yourself. Why did you have to show him crying? "Ya was still speechless.
"I like it! Don't forget that I'm making a hero. This fatty is very important to Tang Ling, so I'm happy to make him a hero. "Kun was delighted.
Ya was too lazy to say anything else. Crying like a coward, how could he be a hero? But … fine, the teenagers were really naive. They had already started discussing how powerful Fatty was.
"The Ji family intervened. At the very last moment, this fatty's courage is admirable." Kun suddenly sounded serious.
"Yeah." Ya nodded in agreement.
Recalling the last scene of Fatty's battle, when the furious and despairing insectoid started to struggle and seek revenge, the Ji family intervened.
After all, it was an eighth level insectoid. Even with Fatty's control, he could not guarantee a 100% success rate. Sometimes, with the support of a powerful will, intelligent beings could temporarily break free from the control.
With the Ji family's intervention, Fatty regained his consciousness temporarily and gained the power to suppress the mysterious energy in his body.
However, if he chose to suppress it, even if the giant insectoid was tortured to death, it could still kill Fatty easily.
However, if he did not suppress it, it would be a waste of the Ji family's intervention. A part of Fatty's will might be completely eroded by the mysterious energy in his body, and even the Ji family would not be able to do anything about it.
However, to everyone's surprise, Fatty chose to suppress it in the end.
After losing his strength, Fatty almost died! Fortunately, he had been in and out of the dream many times, so he had mastered the art of escaping, so he managed to escape in time.
As the giant insectoid chased after him, the mysterious energy appeared a few more times, but Fatty suppressed it each time.
Fatty was lucky. That terrifying Zerg was almost tortured to death. After chasing Fatty for more than ten seconds, it finally couldn't take it anymore. Under such circumstances, Fatty mustered up his courage and gave it a final blow. Mysteriously, he won.
In his extreme terror, Fatty began to cry loudly!
Therefore, other than broadcasting Fatty's crying, what else could Kun broadcast? Should they broadcast Fatty torturing the Zergs like a maniac, or should they broadcast Fatty calling for Tang Ling with tears and snot all over his face before running for his life?
Kun did not know why Fatty chose to suppress it.
However, under his cowardly appearance, it was a great courage.
"This little fatty." Kun found it funny when he thought about it. He then looked at the halo. In a hidden corner with a barrier, Fatty was still holding Han Xing's arm, crying and saying something.
"Yes, this little fatty is very interesting. His refusal this time has planted an opportunity for him to conquer this power, "Ya added.
"Hmm, when he can truly use this power, he will be a powerhouse. He is a powerhouse. The Ji Family's wish for many years is not going to go down the drain, "Kun said faintly.
**
"What should I do? I'm not me anymore. If I'm not me anymore, don't kill me! "Fatty cried and wiped his snot on Han Xing's arm.
Han Xing was frustrated. After exiting the Nirvana Tower, he was trapped in a place like this. It felt like he could see others, but they could not see him.
He had broadcasted the scene of him fighting bravely and many girls' eyes were shining.
Although he belonged to Little Ro Xin, it did not stop others from admiring him! It did not stop him from enjoying the admiring gazes of the girls at this moment.
But … why? He could not enjoy anything, yet he had to face the dumbfounded King Kong loli and the annoying fatty beside him, talking to him in a language that he could not understand.
Most importantly, could Lancaster please stay away from them? They hated handsome gigolos the most. Moreover, this gigolos kept smiling at them. What was the meaning of this? Was he being impure?
Also, what was up with that guy called Dongfang? He seemed to be good at socializing. The moment he came out, he called everyone 'big brother' and 'big sister'. Who the hell knew him?
Lastly, what was that Samuel trying to do? She was so beautiful, but she was even more anxious than him. She shouted, "Why do I have to face a bunch of stupid men?"
Facing a group of heroic men, shouldn't it be a happy thing?
With that in mind, Han Xing got even more frustrated. He kicked Fatty's butt and said, "What do you mean you're not you? Even if you're as thin as a bolt of lightning, you're still you! You're not as handsome as me! "
In the end, Fatty came back and grabbed Han Xing's arm, crying, "Really, I almost wasn't me. If I hadn't thought about how sad Xi Feng would have been if I hadn't turned back into me, she wouldn't have known that the person she loved wasn't me anymore."
"Since when did Xi Feng like you?" Ro Li, who had been gloomy, was confused. Was this fatty out of his mind? Even Ro Li's friends were doubtful. How did he get to the eighth floor?
"You don't understand the subtleties between us!" Fatty said as he wiped his snot on Han Xing's arm.
"Hey, hey, hey! Do you want to die?!" Han Xing was so mad that he almost drew his sword.
Fatty turned to Ro Li and said, "Fine, you don't have to understand me and Xi Feng, but do you? Do you understand what's going on between me and Tang Ling? "
"You and Tang Ling have a subtlety too?" Ro Li's expression changed. Why did it feel so weird?
"No, what are you thinking?" Fatty grabbed Han Xing's torn shirt and wiped his face. "Brother Tang Ling has always been the source of my courage. We have a secret history, and that scene will forever be engraved in my …"
Before Fatty could finish speaking, he was sent flying by Han Xing's kick again.
"Stupid man." Samuel glanced askance at Fatty.
"Hmph." Lancaster chuckled.
"Brother Fatty, did you fall down? I'm Dongfang Fucheng …" Dongfang Fucheng, who acted friendly, ran over.
It was then that Ro Li frowned. "I don't understand what Fatty is talking about. Compared to this, the ninth floor is really concerning. "
Hearing Ro Li's words, everyone in the enclosed space was stunned. Han Xing looked at the bell on the ring of light and frowned. He said in a low voice, "That's right, it's indeed something to be concerned about. We worked so hard to clear the eighth floor, but we're told that we can't unlock the ninth floor. "
"What is the ninth floor?" At this moment, everyone in this small enclosed environment stopped talking and asked in unison.
**
"Is the protection mechanism of the Nirvana Tower necessary?" Kun suddenly asked.
"It is necessary. Those who can reach the eighth floor are all important talents. There's no need to send them to their deaths when they aren't qualified enough, "Ya answered.
"That being said …" Strangely enough, Kun only grumbled. He did not refute Ya's words.
Indeed, the Nirvana Tower had its own protection mechanism.
The ninth floor was a stage with absolute freedom. The enemies were not fixed. Instead, they would be selected based on the challenger's strength. Only the slightest glimmer of hope would push the challenger into a desperate situation. The slightest sliver of hope would ensure that the challenger's every step was correct. A slight mistake would spell doom for the challenger.
However, those who could challenge the eighth level, just as Ya had said, were absolutely important talents. No, the word 'talents' couldn't even be used lightly to describe them. They were absolutely important to the future, and the loss of any one of them would be a huge loss for humanity.
Therefore, the challenge had exceeded the scope of the trial. As long as they did not meet the trial's standard, no one would dare to let them take the risk.
It was rare, scarce, and even the only protection that existed.
Kun's heart was filled with a tenderness that he could not understand. He could not help but feel sorry for the young ones who could reach the eighth floor but could not enter the ninth.
Compared to protection, regret was not as important.
It was at that moment that the refined gold bell chimed again.
**
Who would it be this time? Who would it be this time? After all, other than Tang Ling and Liszt, there were a few others in the Nirvana Tower. Or would it be them?
The refined gold bell was still chiming.
However, this time, everyone soon realized something was different. The refined gold bell did not just chime eight times. It chimed eight and a half times.
Why was there such a thing as a half-time? But it was true that the last ring of the bell was different from the past. It seemed to be hurried and lingering.
But before anyone could figure out what was going on … Suddenly, loud music rang out.
Could it be that someone had passed the ninth level? The youths looked at the sky in shock! However, there were no earth-shattering battle scenes.
On the contrary, as the song continued, some of the youths could tell that it was an ancient battle song from the west.
This war song was so impassioned that it seemed to have some kind of strange magic power, causing those who heard it to be unable to help but feel their blood boil.
As their blood boiled, a scene that was even bigger than before finally appeared before everyone's eyes.
This was not a moving image, but a huge still image.
In the image, a golden-skinned giant stood. The giant looked like he could support the heavens and the earth, because his height was estimated to be 18 meters.
His whole body was covered with a kind of armor that looked like it was made of stone, and he held a spear in his hand that was no different from the spears on this planet. However, compared to the weapons on this planet, the spear in the giant's hand was definitely an enlarged version.
In addition, this giant was followed by ten giants that were slightly smaller than him. They were also wearing the same stone armor and holding long spears.
"What does this image mean?" It was a solemn entrance, yet all they saw were eleven giants standing on the red grassland. Furthermore, they were standing still. What did it mean?
The youths were confused.
After all, other than their size, the giants were almost identical to humans. Compared to the myriad of strange monsters, they were not even worth mentioning.
Moreover, this was the Purple Moon era. The youths were used to seeing all kinds of vicious beasts, so their size was not a threat at all! For example, some of the low-level mutated beasts were huge, but their combat prowess was …
On top of that, the battlefield seemed normal. It was just a grassland, but the grassland was red and the blades of grass looked bigger.
How could such a scene not be suspicious?
However, this time, the Dream Domain did not keep them guessing. Soon, it answered the youths' questions. Lines of red words with a sense of urgency appeared on the screen.
"Hell difficulty, ninth floor."
"Corresponding race — Golden Giant, 10 Rock Giants."
"Golden Giant, basic data …"
As the words continued to appear, the youths' astonishment turned into slight shock. Was this one of the races being challenged in the ninth floor of Hell difficulty?
Golden Giant? It sounded normal, right?
However, when the basic data of the Golden Giant was listed one by one, the youths were completely astonished.
The basic data, especially the subtle strength, was a little too heaven-defying! A genius level soon-to-be Purple Moon Warrior, excluding those with talent in strength and those who were not strong in strength, could deliver 15,000 kgs of force with a single punch.
Of course, once a Purple Moon Warrior became a Purple Moon Warrior, there would be a special conversion unit for the punch force.
Regardless of the Purple Moon Warriors, the Golden Giant's punch force had reached 50,000 kgs! It was almost three times the normal strength!
What about the other statistics? Being huge meant that one's speed, especially one's reflexes, would be slower.
However, the Golden Giant's statistics were also heaven-defying. It was almost half the strength of a genius level soon-to-be Purple Moon Warrior.
Basic data was the foundation that determined the outcome of a battle. Even in a battle of the Upper Tier, basic abilities were often the key to victory.
The Golden Giant was heaven-defying, and the ten Rock Giants' statistics were not to be underestimated either. Other than their strength, every single one of them had the best statistics of a genius level soon-to-be Purple Moon Warrior. As for their strength, that was their strength, and it was twice the average.
How were they supposed to fight ten of them plus the Golden Giant?
Was this the end? Not really.
Then, talent after talent appeared on the screen one after another.
The Rock Giants' talent was simple: Tenacity, Rage, and War Passion.
Other than these talents, the Golden Giant also had a special mention: Giant's War Song, rank 2!
What did it mean?
The youths' minds were clear, so they instantly remembered Liszt's strange ability. It seemed to be able to inspire others in battle.
They also thought about the characteristics of the Nirvana Tower. It was almost certain that the tower was targeting everyone's specialty to train them.
Therefore, the War Song must be a special match for Liszt's ability.
However, the youths did not understand how Liszt was going to unleash his mysterious talent when the Rock Giants brought a bunch of minions with them. Was the Nirvana Tower messing with them?
All the information had been revealed. Of course, the Nirvana Tower would not provide any answers. Just like its rules, it allowed the youths to train themselves in the right way. Liszt had to find the right answer that matched the Nirvana Tower's intention in order to emerge victorious in such a magnificent battle.
The youths watched in silence. Finally, they felt tremendous pressure from the scene.
Amidst the silence, a beam of light appeared on the red grassland. Upon a closer look, there was a figure inside the beam of light. The figure followed the beam of light and landed on the red grassland.
As the beam of light faded, the figure became clearer. Wasn't that Liszt?
The youths could not help but cheer when they saw Liszt! Liszt's glory at the moment felt like everyone else's glory. After all, he was going up against an alien race! Yes, the term 'alien race' was more accurate than 'monster'.
Compared to the excited youths, the term 'alien race' was more effective in igniting the youths' hatred of a common enemy.
Compared to the excited youths, Liszt was very calm in the scene. His calm expression seemed to have been frozen. As a matter of fact, Liszt was really frozen, but he did not know it. He also did not know that when he was frozen, a unique mechanical voice that belonged to the Dream Domain sounded from the halo for the first time.
"Entering the final stage of each stage will be rewarded with a full recovery of the Dream Domain's free reward.
"Those who wish to watch the battle will have 0.2 Dream Coins deducted automatically. If the challenger wins, the viewing fee will be calculated as the challenger's reward. If the challenger fails, there will be no reward. "
"Do you want to watch the battle? Yes or no? "
The moment the mechanical voice sounded, the halo was filled with curses. Watching a battle cost 0.2 Dream Coins?!
However, to the youths of the Purple Moon era, a top-tier battle was no less attractive than an exciting cartoon to the children of the old civilization. The battle would only be broadcasted once, so they would be itching to watch it.
Anyone who had not traded would be able to fork out 0.2 Dream Coins. With that thought in mind, the youths who had traded scolded even louder. Was the Dream Domain messing with them again?
"What's with all the noise? Genius? Is it that big of a deal? Is it that petty? Don't you need a ticket to watch a battle in the real world? Moreover, it's Liszt's show for you. Is 0.2 Dream Coins a lot? "
At the right moment, Kun's unique lazy voice appeared again. One had to admit that Kun was really sharp. A few simple words from him made the noisy young warriors feel a little ashamed because what Kun said was the truth.
However, what else could they do if they could not watch the battle without money?
In the next moment, Kun turned into an angel that solved the problem for the youths. "Oh, right! I forgot to remind you. The Dream Domain allows Dream Seeds to trade Dream Coins as long as both parties agree to it. On top of that, the Nirvana Tower has also opened a loan service. You can borrow a certain amount of Dream Coins in advance, but there will be some interest. If you want to borrow money, just think about it. "
Is this even possible?! The youths were surprised.
Does it mean that we can watch the battle between Liszt and Tang Ling? That's right, Tang Ling! Everyone had tacitly agreed that he would enter the ninth floor.
Then, could Tang Ling do it? His battle song had yet to be heard. Or was Liszt the only one who could reach the ninth floor? Tang Ling had taken too long. There were only 8 minutes left in the hour.
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