"Dom, where are your red robes? Why are you reciting the Seven Stars Bible? " Ma Li was shocked and furious. When the Red God saw that his disciple had 'betrayed his sect', he was even more furious.
"Saint Master Qizang forced me …" The little monk had a long face as he recounted what happened in the box.
"High Priest, if I don't listen to you, Qizang will kill me with the Holy Mother Palm. I'm scared!"
The eight-year-old little monk began to weep.
"That's not true. I advised him nicely and taught him the need to build a united front against ghosts. I convinced him with virtue and treated him with courtesy. I didn't threaten him with the Holy Mother Palm. Really, I swear to the Holy Mother. "
Faced with everyone's insults and condemnation, Qizang explained anxiously with a pale face.
Ma Li sneered. "Qizang, do you think we should believe a masked evil monk like you or an eight-year-old innocent child?"
"Child, child, why are you so bad, deceiving —"
Before Qizang could finish lamenting, the little monk shrunk his neck and shouted, "Saint Master Qizang, don't hit me!"
Qizang was agitated. "You saw it. I didn't do anything, and this child said I wanted to hit him."
"What's going on?" The Red God Priest was also puzzled.
The little monk Dom pointed at Qizang's right palm in front of his chest and shivered as he said, "High Priest, that's the starting stance of the Holy Mother Palm. Not only do actors perform it in theatres, even beggars on the streets put their palms in front of their chests and shout, 'Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Holy Mother Palm'.
Also, when he prayed for rain just now, he did the same before he used the Holy Mother Palm. "
Wasn't it obvious?
What was more terrifying than this silent threat?
Anyway, the child was scared to tears.
"Uh …" Qizang's expression froze. He retracted his right palm unnaturally and said embarrassedly, "Sorry, I'm used to it. My talent is poor, and my speed of understanding divine arts is slow. I can only train hard.
However, using the Holy Mother Palm consumes a lot of divine power. In order not to waste it, I can only use the palm against gods and devils while comprehending the technique.
Usually, I'll just take the starting stance and won't really hit.
Don't worry about me losing control of my palm and injuring the innocent.
In the past few months, I've killed more than 50 Evil Gods consecutively. My Holy Mother Divine Palm has already reached the threshold. Uh, why are you guys looking at me like that … "
The little monk shrank behind the red-robed high priest like a little mouse.
High Priest Red God's eyes were unfocused, and his body trembled as he retreated step by step.
Ma Li, who was filled with righteous indignation, immediately shut his mouth. With a frightened and vigilant expression, he staggered back to his team.
Even the spectators around the battle platform, the two hundred vassals and their armies, and even the Azure Imperial Court that was cheering for Qi Zang on Yi Capital's side all fell silent, looking at Qi Zang in fear.
"Sigh, since you've already said that, then let's consider this your win!" Seeing that he was surrounded by his own people, Ma Li finally regained his courage to look Qizang in the eye and talk to him.
"Master Ma Li, you are too modest." Qi Zang returned the greeting in a daze.
"Qizang is so shameless. He threatened all of us in front of a hundred thousand people and still pretended to be innocent." Jahata, the zebra beside Ma Li, whispered.
"He's already so powerful, yet he's still so shameless. Qizang is terrifying!" Emperor Chai of the Yellow Dynasty sighed.
Although Ma Li and the three traitors were "forced" to admit defeat, the 200 vassals were too big. Some of the vassals at the back and the side did not see what happened clearly.
They were only sure that Qi Zang had cheated and threatened the little monk Red God.
"Qizang is shameless. He used deception. This is a competition of prophecies. He can't use other methods. "
That made sense.
The purpose of guessing was to test Qi Zang and Ma Li's prophecy abilities. Ma Li did not cheat. He used his true abilities to predict the item in the box.
However, Qi Zang used his undetectable saint soul to enter the box to observe. This went against the original purpose of the prophecy competition.
Qi Zang was a true honest monk. When he heard the vassals' accusations, his face flushed red. He could not speak. He could only place his right palm before his chest and bow repeatedly in apology. "I did use a trick in this competition. It's really —"
"Hualala!" The vassals in front of him retreated in fear. "Master Qi Zang, you're not wrong. This competition is guessing. Using the soul to peek at 'fate' is also considered a skill."
The dwarf could not stand it anymore. He jumped off the prime minister's chair and pulled down Qi Zang's right hand. He said loudly, "Both sides were indeed competing in prophecy. However, Yang Li could only guess the person and item in the box. He did not even predict that my master's saint soul could leave his body.
He's an angel everyone knows!
He even performed the divine art of turning into an angel in front of countless believers on the platform of the Great Cathedral of Baylor.
Unfortunately, Yang Li did not know such important information.
What's there to boast about this kind of prophecy that is useless in the face of great things but effective in small games?
The real prophecy is the interference of fate!
The gods you believe in were killed by Qi Zang's master with a single palm strike. Countless of your fates were easily rewritten by him. He doesn't even know about it, nor does he care.
You idiots traveled thousands of miles and hundreds of thousands of people to the outskirts of Barbarian City, but you completely ignored the Other Ghost that changed the fate of Barbarian City …
At this moment, your prophecy is not worth a fart! "
When he said this, the entire place fell silent. Everyone was furious, but they had to admit that there was nothing wrong with the dwarf's words.
Ma Li was the most powerful Moon Chanter in the Jugesnai Plains. He was also one of the most powerful prophets in the world. However, he could not predict the existence and movements of the Other Ghosts.
Of course, it could not be said that his prophecy was completely useless. Under the premise that there was no interference from outsiders, he could predict the weather, natural disasters, the future of a country, the fate of a king.
Yes, the premise was that no one interfered.
If Qi Zang did not know how to leave his body with his saint soul, he would not have lost this match. The Dragon Queen gently plucked the strings of fate. The outcome of Ma Li's prophecy would be completely different from reality.
.....
The third person to take the stage, Lion Li, proposed to compete with Qi Zang in determination. Hence, Qi Zang chose to abstain from food and pray, which he was best at.
On the two diagonal corners of the dueling platform were two oak pillars. They were five meters tall and as thick as a bowl's mouth. The two masters stood on top of them in the posture of a golden rooster.
If they were tired, they could change legs. However, they had to recite their respective churches' scriptures at all times.
This time, no one cheated.
Due to Qi Zang's shocking methods, before the duel, Lion Li requested for both parties to swear a holy oath: Neither of them would use any tricks to interfere with the other, nor could they use any divine arts to enhance themselves. It was a true battle of wills.
After a day and a night, 90% of the crowd around the dueling platform had left.
Even Danny was bored. "I didn't expect the Evil God Priest's meditation technique to be so good."
Kui Xi said, "His name is Black Stone, a dark sorcerer. He walks barefoot in the Eastern Land of Darkness all year round.
I heard that he once spent ten years measuring the limits of the Land of Darkness.
When he returned, he was like a skeleton that crawled out of a grave. He was thin and dry, but his mental power was so condensed that it was almost tangible. He was the one with the most hope of becoming a Demigod in the past hundred years … Alright, you might not feel anything about this at all. "
Sighing helplessly, the Shadow Binding Knight said, "Someone asked him what he saw in the Dark World. He said that he saw infinity.
After that, he started to believe in the Night Lion of Darkness. Even though he was in a high position and became the chief priest of the Night Lion, he still lived like an ascetic monk.
Look, it's been a day and a night, but he's still so calm. I suspect that he can derive great pleasure from hunger, thirst, and fatigue. "
"Sigh, such an outstanding person should've converted to the Seven Gods. It's such a pity that he chose to be a thief." The Holy Mother Danny shook her head regretfully.
"You should pay more attention to this duel. Qizang is in danger!" Kui Xi said calmly.
"I noticed that you're not anxious at all?" Danny asked curiously.
"Why should I be anxious?" The Shadow Binding Knight sneered. "I said that no one likes your Investiture of the Gods, including me."
"It's obvious that you should like it. Based on our old friendship, I won't mistreat you."
Kui Xi said helplessly, "The idea of unifying the Transcendent World is not realistic at all."
Danny sighed. "Do you think I care about Qizang's victory or defeat?"
"If you don't care, will you help him cheat?"
"You don't understand. The Barbarian Duel is more like a game to satisfy my bad taste. It's good if he wins, but if he doesn't, I'll accept this fate, "Danny said with a strange expression.
"If you don't care, why did you create the hated Investiture of the Gods?" Kui Xi asked suspiciously.
"Kui Xi, do you know one of your flaws?" Danny asked.
"I'm not perfect. I have many flaws," Kui Xi said casually.
"You're too petty."
Kui Xi couldn't be bothered anymore. She said angrily, "How am I petty?"
"Your vision has always been limited to one person, one family, one sect, one city, one country. You're used to only thinking about solving problems after you encounter them.
For example, on the Investiture of the Gods, your vision only focuses on personal gains and losses. Have you never thought that Barbarian Lands really had other choices?
If Barbarian Lands' Transcendents didn't unite under me, would you be able to survive? "
"Do you know why I don't care about the outcome of this duel?
It's because the one who benefits the most from the outcome of the duel has never been me, but you, Barbarians.
If you're willing to submit to me obediently, under Qizang's leadership, there's still a 30% chance of surviving this long night.
If you continue to be hostile to Qizang and the Investiture of the Gods, I dare to guarantee that Barbarian Lands will be destroyed.
Those who oppose the Investiture of the Gods will all die. Those who live to the next era will all be my people. The world will naturally be at my mercy.
This is also the reason why the gods formed the Righteous Alliance. They aren't willing to sit and wait for death. "
Kui Xi's expression changed several times. In the end, she remained silent.
Three days later, the duel was still going on, but there weren't many spectators left.
Danny also retracted her consciousness and focused on the study of space-time law.
Her main focus was still on spatial divine arts.
Spatial talent was the polarity of Song of Wind. Therefore, she was actually cultivating Song of Wind.
Cultivating Song of Fire was beneficial to saving the world. But before saving the world, she had to save herself first.
At this point, Danny, who had gradually grasped the spatial polarity of Wind, suddenly felt lucky about the choice she made back then.
Door God's talent was very powerful. It would be very helpful to her in the early stages. But in the later stages, this talent would seem a little repetitive.
This was because she was also cultivating Song of Wind. When she cultivated Song of Wind to the limit, she would also walk the same path as Door God: comprehending the spatial polarity of Song of Wind.
On the other hand, after Blackie obtained Door God's talent, it finally turned from a poor student to an ordinary student in the upper middle class.
Of course, everything had its pros and cons. Even if it could share Door God's talent with Dragon Spirit, comprehending its own spatial polarity would be a waste of time.
And in the long night, the most precious thing was time.
On the seventh day of the duel between Seven Treasures and Lion Strength, Varys routinely prayed and accumulated divine power. Then, he used divine power to train his summoning technique.
As usual, because "he" couldn't control the domineering spatial power, he suffered a backlash from the divine arts. His head was in pain, and he was bleeding from his seven orifices.
Just as he was about to end today's training and find Hound to treat his injuries, a circle of mysterious blue runes suddenly appeared on the table in front of him.
A letter was in the center of the blue circle.
"I succeeded?" Varys felt like he was in a dream.
After touching the letter and confirming that it wasn't an illusion, he wiped the blood from his nose. With tears streaming down his face, he choked and said, "Finally, I've become a level two grand summoner. I can summon physical objects!"
Uh, Danny's spatial mastery had taken a big step forward. She had developed her own spatial divine arts.
"This is Dragon Queen's handwriting. This letter was summoned from Dragonstone Island?" Varys hesitated for a moment before opening the letter.
In the next moment, his expression changed drastically. There was only a very simple content on the letter: Midsummer Islands have fallen. Millions of people have become ghouls.
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