At that moment, Thunderous Battle, who represented the Five Emperors Mercenary Group, spoke to Long Tu, who was standing beside him.
"Old Long, look at that young man. He's at most seventeen or eighteen years old.
Let's make a bet on whether that young man can enter the top ten of the civil and martial duels. "
Long Tu quickly glanced at the Moon Empress and cursed Thunderous Battle in his heart for being crazy.
Thunderous Battle was the second-in-command among the five Emperor-class experts of the Five Emperors Mercenary Group. He was extremely strong in combat, but he was careless and lacked shrewdness.
However, under normal circumstances, shrewd people would not dare to trick Thunderous Battle.
Based on Thunderous Battle's question, Long Tu knew that Thunderous Battle had not paid attention to the rules of the civil and martial duels.
The civil and martial duels were over once the top three contestants were confirmed. There was no such thing as the top ten.
Do you think Thunderous Battle can rank the top four to ten?
Moreover, there are only eleven people from the younger generation standing behind Zuo Ming. You're betting on whether the Moon Empress' disciple can enter the top ten?
Isn't that the same as betting on whether the Moon Empress' disciple will rank last?!
Before Lontu could finish cursing Thunderous Battle in his heart, an imposing aura suddenly rose from a chair in front of him.
The moment this aura rose, Long Tu, who was an emperor-class expert, felt as though his entire body was being pressed into the depths of the sea. He could not breathe at all.
Thunderous Battle, who was beside Long Tu, felt as though he was an Emperor-class expert. When he tried to circulate the spiritual power in his body, he felt that it was extremely obscure.
After careful calculation, it was only about one-tenth of the usual speed.
This shocked Thunderous Battle.
It could be said that the might of this aura had exceeded Thunderous Battle's understanding.
At that moment, a cold snort sounded in Thunderous Battle's ears.
That snort might not have been loud, but Thunderous Battle felt that half of his ear had gone numb because of the sound of it.
"Do you like to gamble so much because you can take out a sacred source lifeform?
If you want to gamble, let This Empress accompany you! "
Upon hearing this voice, Thunderous Battle immediately knew that the terrifying aura had come from the Moon Empress.
Thunderous Battle grinned awkwardly. He did not know how he had offended the Moon Empress.
He had come to the Imperial City with a mission.
He was going to head up to the Leaning Moon Mountain to seek the Moon Empress' help. Furthermore, he wanted to see if he could exchange for a few Golden Lotus Brocade Stalks from the Moon Empress.
The Five Emperors Mercenary Group's Creation Master resources were already scarce. If they could obtain a few Golden Lotus Brocade Plants, it would allow the Five Emperors Mercenary Group to have more Creation Master resources.
However, for some unknown reason, he had offended the Moon Empress.
Even though he was an Emperor-level expert, Thunderous Battle did not dare to put on airs. He quickly bowed and spoke respectfully.
"I'm not betting anymore. Moon Empress, I, Thunderous Battle, am not betting anymore!"
Once he finished speaking, he added another sentence.
"Actually, I don't usually gamble."
Another cold snort shook Thunderous Battle's other ear until it was numb. Then, the Moon Empress retracted her terrifying aura.
The Moon Empress' sudden rage silenced the entire Night Emperor Palace.
Night Leaning Moon also turned her head around to cast a glance at Thunderous Battle. She felt that Thunderous Battle was practically the boss of the desert.
Originally, he wanted to find two spicy strips to eat, but he accidentally entered the crater of the volcano.
…
Zuo Ming looked at the Eleven-Lives Challenger behind him and asked in a clear voice.
"Is there anyone else who is going to participate in the civil and martial duels?"
After asking the question, Zuo Ming saw that no one else came forward, so he turned and walked toward the civil and martial duel area.
Lin Yuan followed behind Zuo Ming. When he thought about how he would have to rely on luck to draw a question that he was good at, he felt a headache.
He didn't like the feeling of having to rely on luck when doing things.
Suddenly, Lin Yuan's eyes lit up. He might not have the mystical spiritual ingredient that could increase his luck, but he had the Astrologer Zhi Tan that could eliminate bad luck.
Even if he didn't have the luck bonus, he must not be affected by bad luck.
The Astrologer Zhi Tan was constantly growing in the Spirit Lock spatial zone. During the past dozen days, the Astrologer Zhi Tan had already bloomed for the second time.
Lin Yuan had collected all the pollen left behind by the Astrologer Zhi Tan's first bloom.
Lin Yuan shook his hand and took out a brocade box. This brocade box contained the pollen that the Astrologer Zhi Tan had condensed for the first bloom.
If the Astrologer Zhi Tan's pollen wanted to eliminate the bad luck in his body, he would need to swallow the pollen with his mouth.
Therefore, Lin Yuan casually used his hand to pick up a small pinch of the pollen and put it in his mouth.
At that moment, Zong Ze, who was walking in front of Lin Yuan, paused slightly, and he forcefully sniffed. He felt that there was a very faint fragrance in the air.
Zong Ze realized that this fragrance was very strange. When he smelled it, it actually calmed his restless emotions due to his desire for battle.
Zong Ze had always known that his desire for battle was the reason why his blood would boil uncontrollably whenever there was a battle.
Part of it was because he liked to hone his skills through battle.
Another part was because in the second year after he had become the disciple of the Chef Supreme, his master had brought him to the outer realm to train, and he had been cursed by an expert from the outer realm who had used the sacred source lifeform's ability.
Even though that expert had been killed by his master, the sacred source lifeform's body had been refined into a treasure, and he had possessed it.
However, there had been no way to remove the curse, and it was like a brand in his soul.
In the end, this curse had imperceptibly turned into a kind of misfortune that fused with his soul.
This curse had always been a thorn in Zong Ze's side.
When Zong Ze turned around, Lin Yuan had already put away the brocade box containing the Astrological Wisdom Epiphyllum Powder.
Zong Ze was like a little wolf puppy, his nose wrinkled as he stopped in his tracks.
When Lin Yuan walked to his side, Zong Ze walked side by side with Lin Yuan.
Lin Yuan could not help but feel a little strange as he looked at Zong Ze, who was walking alongside him.
She had just heard Long Tao say that Zong Ze was not a person who was easy to get along with, but now, how could a person who was obviously not easy to get along with be so kind to her?
Upon seeing Lin Yuan looking at him, Zong Ze, whose nose was twitching, subconsciously said, "You're right.
"You smell so good!"
Upon hearing that, Lin Yuan looked embarrassed and looked at Zong Ze in surprise.
He hurriedly took two steps forward to distance himself from Zong Ze and followed closely behind Zuo Ming.
As soon as the words left his mouth, Zong Ze immediately felt that his words were somewhat ambiguous.
Just as Zong Ze was about to continue walking alongside Lin Yuan, his thoughts paused.
He thought about how the civil and martial duels were about to begin, and that he would not be able to say anything now. Zong Ze decided to wait until the civil and martial duels were over.
Then, he would get to know this young man whose scent could soothe his emotions.
The third round.
(End of this chapter)
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