On the podium.
At this moment, the Sun Moon City Lord, Hou Hanyang, and a group of kings were standing there. They looked at Xia Ping with a kind expression, as if they were looking at their own juniors.
"Congratulations on winning the championship. As expected, heroes are born in the youth. The future of humanity will have to depend on you young people." Hou Hanyang smiled at Xia Ping.
Xia Ping stepped forward and said humbly, "No, no, no. I was just lucky. Compared to the seniors, I'm nothing. If it weren't for the great efforts and sacrifices of the kings to carve out a bright future in the Cloud Realm, we humans wouldn't be able to live in peace and contentment today."
"My achievements are all thanks to the seniors."
His face was full of righteousness.
The reporters nearby wanted to vomit when they saw this scene. Hypocrite. This kid was too hypocritical. He wasn't this humble before. He was too arrogant.
Now that he met a king, he was sucking up like crazy. He had no integrity at all. It was despicable!
Why was this guy so thick-skinned? Didn't he know what shame was?!
"Not bad, not bad. Talented and humble. What's there to worry about?" Hou Hanyang chuckled. His impression of Xia Ping was even higher. This was a good junior who was worth cultivating.
The other kings nodded in satisfaction. It was rare to see such a humble junior. He didn't even feel proud after winning the competition. It was really rare.
Liar. He was a liar! Don't be fooled!
The audience on the podium wanted to shout. They wanted to expose this kid's true colors in front of the kings and make him reveal it to the public. This guy didn't say that just now. He was the kind of person who could look up to the sky. How could he be humble?
Many people gnashed their teeth in hatred. This bastard was simply a two-faced guy. He said what he saw and said what he saw. He was simply a despicable villain.
"Oh, during the finals, you used a peerless spear technique. It seemed to be extraordinary. Where did you get it?" a king suddenly asked.
The other kings were also curious about this. This spear technique was extremely terrifying. It seemed to contain divine power. Even the kings seemed to be moved.
Xia Ping said, "I got it from this Hell's Spear. It seems that after becoming the Hell's Spear's master, I met a certain requirement to obtain the inheritance."
"It seems like there are restrictions on it as well. Even if you want me to tell you how I cultivate it, I won't be able to."
An inheritance from a Prized artefact?
Hearing that, many of the king tiers came to a sudden realization. No wonder this spear technique was so powerful. It turned out that it was a martial art inheritance from a Prized artefact. Truth be told, this was a very common occurrence.
Some almighty beings would instill their lifetime's worth of martial arts into the Precious Treasures, allowing their successors to obtain it. Only by obtaining the recognition of the Precious Treasure would one have the qualifications to obtain the inheritance.
However, this kind of inheritance often had restrictions placed on it. Apart from the inheritor, no one could learn it.
Moreover, this kind of Martial Art inheritance often needed to be matched with the power of a Precious Tool. Only then could the Martial Skill's power be maximized. Without the Precious Tool, the power would be greatly reduced.
Thinking of this, they immediately lost interest in this spear technique.
"Right, this is the reward for this year's competition. Take a closer look." Suddenly, Hou Hanyang took out a golden bell and put it in his hand.
At the same time, an energy screen blocked off the surrounding scene. No one could see what was happening here because this was a top secret event.
"What kind of Precious Treasure is this?" Xia Ping looked over and could immediately tell that this golden bell was extraordinary. It seemed to contain an incredible power that could distort one's mind.
"You really have good taste. This is the Bewitching Spirit Bell!"
Hou Hanyang smiled faintly and gently shook the bell. Immediately, a clear and melodious tinkling sound spread out in all directions.
What?!
Suddenly, hearing this voice, Xia Ping felt his mind go into a trance. He felt as if he had entered a world of peach blossom luck. Many peerless beauties appeared around him, and they all seemed to be at his mercy. It was a feast for the eyes.
But the next second, a flame power seemed to surge out from the depths of his soul. It could burn everything. A cry came from the depths of his body, shaking the earth.
Immediately, the scene around him shattered like glass. Very quickly, Xia Ping returned to his original state. He realized that the scene around him had disappeared, and he was still on the podium.
"What's going on?"
Xia Ping's eyes lit up. It seemed that only one second had passed in the real world, but he felt as if he had been in the other world for more than ten minutes.
If the enemy had attacked him while he was in a trance, he would have died more than ten times.
"You actually broke free from the power of the Bewitching Spirit Bell in one second. So powerful. It seems that your soul power is also extraordinary." Hou Hanyang was also very surprised. According to his original plan, Xia Ping would be in a trance for at least ten minutes before completely waking up. Or maybe he wouldn't wake up at all, and he would have to wake him up.
But now, Xia Ping had broken free with his own power. This was no small matter.
"Amazing."
"It seems that his talent is indeed excellent."
"Amazing martial talent, and his soul power is also extraordinary. It's at least ten times that of ordinary people."
"He has a higher chance of becoming a King compared to other warriors."
"This is a seed of a King. We must nurture him."
"It seems that an invincible King will appear among us humans in the future."
The other Kings were also very surprised. They looked at Xia Ping with even more passion. They were no longer looking at a junior, but at a peer. Their attitude changed a lot.
"This is the power of the Bewitching Spirit Bell?" Xia Ping asked curiously.
Hou Hanyang nodded. "Yes. The Bewitching Spirit Bell can create mental illusions and even attack the essence of one's soul. The power of such a treasure is not small. If it can be used properly, it will be very useful."
"Even a King would drool over such a treasure, but in order to reward a junior, we have taken it out for this genius contest. I hope you won't disappoint us."
He said sincerely.
"Got it, City Lord. I promise I won't disappoint you." Xia Ping patted his chest to show that he would not disappoint them and would use it properly.
"Of course, the most important reason for giving the treasure to the champion is to protect your life in the Heaven Demon Battlefield."
Hou Hanyang said in a deep voice, "Once you become the champion, you will immediately become the target of those monsters. Every time you become the champion, you will be hunted by the monsters. It's a narrow escape."
"You must be more careful."
Protect my life?!
Xia Ping was speechless. It turned out that the treasure was not only to reward a junior, but also to protect his life in the Heaven Demon Battlefield. It seemed that becoming the champion might not be a good thing.
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