In fact, what Yan Mo said was to let the fighters who hadn't broken through for a long time break through, Tucheng could barely do it.
But this is a secret method, the most secretive and most precious method of an upper city. Isn't the reason why Tucheng is so frantically looking for soil control fighters to train a tenth level
This is the method left by the previous generation of high priests, looking for a soil-controlling warrior with strong divine blood, controlling his mind, giving him all training methods, and supplying him with enough Yuanjing, so that he can rise to a high-level warrior in the shortest possible time , when that warrior can no longer be upgraded, he can borrow a bone treasure handed down from ancient times to transfer that warrior's blood and energy to another person.
This other person naturally refers to the city lord of Tucheng, his bloodline, and the priests of the temple, so as to ensure that the fighting power of the city lord of Tucheng and his bloodline will always be the highest in Tucheng.
However, the success rate of this method called looting is not high, often sacrificing dozens of naturally strong soil control fighters may not be able to create a ninth-level fighter, the best result is just the peak of the ninth grade.
Before, the priests of Tucheng always thought that it was because the blood of the soldiers they bought was not strong enough, so when they found out about the original war, the high priest and the city lord at that time were going crazy with joy, and the high priest did not hesitate to personally lead a few people from the temple. The most powerful god fighters went to capture Yuan Zhan.
As a result... the high priest and his god warriors never returned. The original second priest, Guizheng, used the fastest speed to make himself a high priest and promoted some cronies.
Many people in the nine upper cities know that Tucheng has this secret method. In fact, other upper cities also have some special methods to enhance their blood power, but everyone is tacitly aware of it.
But in this situation, Tucheng is not good at proposing that he has such an improvement method, not to mention cruel or not, even if he does it, the success rate is not high, and such an important bone treasure is naturally left in Tucheng.
Even the impulsive and arrogant Guizheng would not reveal such bone treasures in the Tucheng Temple at this time, although he wanted to say it very much.
There was an uproar at the scene, and the people from Tucheng made the most noise. Although most of the other upper cities were watching, some people echoed what Tucheng said.
Finally, Liu Yan, the high priest of Huocheng, stood up and said: "This kind of question is really not suitable. If Wucheng and you can pass this kind of challenge question, then in the future, can we all come up with questions such as immediately breaking through the tenth level, or even immediately becoming a challenger?" Gods, resurrecting long-dead people, etc., are these impossible problems?"
This time more people joined in.
"A savage is a savage. He doesn't understand anything, so he's just talking nonsense here!"
"Children, who is it that Mr. Curse Witch didn't explain clearly to him?"
"Hmph, a brat who hasn't even shed his milk hair, but he dares to mess around after receiving God's favor once! Who does he think he is?"
Guizheng saw that there was support, and his voice was louder, "I think that in the future, there will be challenge questions, at least you must ask questions so that you can do it yourself!"
"Oh? So, you can do the clean hands question you asked just now?" If Yan Mo was really a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, he might have been timid after seeing such a loud voice of opposition. Wouldn't have acted so nonchalantly, but he wasn't.
This level of opposition, this number of people, is not enough for him to attend academic conferences such as seminars and presentations. I don’t know how many people find trouble at such conferences, but he has never been stumped. .
Guizheng choked. If he had a way, he wouldn't bring it up to embarrass Jiuyuan people, but at this time he couldn't say that he couldn't, so he could only sneer, "Why? You want to give me the same challenge?"
Yan Mo shook his head and sighed, "My lord priest, you can't do it again, can you? Why don't you just tell me what you can do, lest I ask a question, you just say that this can't be done, and that can't be done." If I couldn’t do it, I said it was too difficult for me to ask questions.”
"You!" Guizheng was already mad with anger, "You said it's not difficult for you to come up with the question? Then you little bastard can do it? If you can do anything, so what if we in Tucheng admit defeat!"
Yuan Zhan heard that Guizheng's mouth was not clean, and his face immediately darkened.
Yan Mo retorted: "You old bastard, can you take what you say seriously? What your city lord just said is that whoever can do it will be respected."
"You little wild bastard who came out of nowhere! How dare you be so disrespectful to me!" Guizheng's face was distorted and he was so dizzy that he raised his scepter and attacked Yan Mo.
Yan Mo suddenly felt a weight in his body and almost fell down. Yuan Zhan stretched out his hand to support his waist and stood up at the same time.
"stop!"
"Lord Guizheng!"
Wucheng Luojue and Tucheng City Lord shouted at the same time.
Yuan Zhan's voice slowed down a bit, "Tucheng people, remember, you were the first to strike!"
"Wait!" Luo Jue yelled again.
Slowly, Guizheng suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a lot of gravel.
Seeing that Tucheng and Jiuyuan were about to fight, Feishan, who had been standing next to Wuxiang and eating nuts, moved. I don't know what he did, Yuanzhan turned around suddenly.
Fei Shan smiled at him, "It's enough to teach you a lesson, the Nine City Party has just begun."
The curse witch turned his face, "Feishan, what do you want to do? You can't bully my apprentice's guardian warrior?"
Fei Shan squeezed a nut, raised a finger and shook it, "Don't talk nonsense, I can't bully him."
Everyone saw Guizheng's change, and these people were waiting for Tucheng and Jiuyuan to quarrel, but Feishan made a move. Although no one saw what Feishan had done, but the conversation between Feishan and Juwu, Everyone heard it.
Fei Shan actually said that he couldn't bully the leader of the savage tribe? !
That is the only Feishan with a legend of more than ten levels!
At this time, the eyes of all the forces on Yuan Zhan and Jiu Yuan finally changed from scrutiny to prudence, and some people's contempt because they had no contact with Jiu Yuan was all put away.
They didn't see Feishan do it, but they all saw Guizheng spraying sand in his mouth.
Guizheng may have a personality problem, or his methods may not be very clever, but he is the existing high priest in Tucheng after all, and his ability will not be so low no matter how low he is, but this is how Guizheng was plotted against.
Facing the vigilant eyes of all the forces, Yuan Zhan lit up his sharp canine teeth.
barbarian! Danger! Don't mess with it!
This is everyone's impression of Yuan Zhan at this time.
Yuan Zhan didn't want to kill Guizheng now, he just taught him some lessons. Teaching Guizheng a lesson can be said to be helping the priest to vent his anger, but if you kill him... Jiuyuan may immediately become the target of public criticism.
Fei Shan came forward, and he just accepted it as soon as he saw it.
Yan Mo looked at the crowd, and then at Guizheng, who was so sad that tears flowed out, and asked innocently, "Should we continue our challenge?"
Without waiting for the Tucheng people to go crazy, Luo Jue rushed ahead and said forcefully: "Go ahead! But from now on, the challenge questions set by the question maker must be something that you can do."
"You didn't say that beforehand." Yan Mo put his waist in, with a look of grievance and anger on the face of you being bullied by so many people.
Luo never said anything, probably feeling a little embarrassed.
Others held back even if they wanted to refute. In the past, everyone would not be too exaggerated when asking questions in the competition, because if you ask too much questions, others can do the same to you in turn, so this can be regarded as an unwritten rule. But in any case, as a newcomer, Jiuyuan, it was really wrong for them not to explain to each other in advance.
Even though Tucheng's question just now seemed difficult, at least there was a possibility of completing it, unlike Jiuyuan's challenge question that was beyond everyone's ability.
Seeing Yan Mo like this, Yuan Zhan almost laughed out loud. He hadn't seen Momo like this for a long time.
The cursed witch also scolded, "Damn! I think my apprentice is young, so you bully him, don't you? You all remember it!"
Luo Jue's serious expression like a piece of wood couldn't help drooping the corners of his eyebrows after hearing the threat of the witch, showing a little bit of bitterness, but soon he returned to his usual wooden face, struck lightning with both palms, and said: "Competition Go ahead! Kuhara reappears... "
"I can do it."
"... question." Luo Jue began to wonder if he had been cursed by a witch, why did he suddenly have auditory hallucinations? "Priest Jiuyuan, what did you just say?"
Yan Mo still put his waist on his waist, repeating in a very elegant posture: "I said I can do it."
Luo Jue: "..."
The audience was strangely silent, and even Wu Xiang opened his eyes, propped up his body and carefully looked at the boy who was obviously simple and honest but slightly ostentatious.
Many people went from being skeptical to being moved, and many people even thought: the fruit of witch luck! This little priest must have gotten the fruit of witch luck! Only the fruit of witch luck has such a heaven-defying ability!
At this time, the eyes of everyone looking at Yan Mo are not only fiery, but they are bound to win!
An Bu and the others have already confirmed that the fruit of witch luck must be on this little priest—their guessing process was wrong, but the result was right.
Guizheng finally finished spitting out the sand in his mouth. His hatred for Jiuyuan was deep in his bones. As long as he lived for a day, Tucheng would not let Jiuyuan go. At this time, I heard the boy said that he could do the legendary god Regardless of the injury to his throat, he immediately laughed hoarsely and said, "Well, you arrogant bastard, you say you can do it? You can make a warrior who can't be awakened at all awakened into a god warrior? You can make a A ninth-level fighter breaks through to tenth level? Good! Good! Good!"
Guizheng laughed wildly, spat out a mouthful of blood that had been ground by the sand, and pointed at Yan Mo: "You do it! As long as you can do it, I will, I will let you be the high priest in Tucheng!"
Yan Mo was disdainful, furious to death: "High Priest of Tucheng? Do you care about me? I don't want to be a good priest of Jiuyuan, so why go to Tucheng?"
"That's right, you can't do it yourself, and you still want to snatch our priest, it's too shameless!" Er Meng said.
La Moling sighed: "Shameless people in Tucheng will lose all their teeth, really will lose all their teeth!"
Tucheng is so angry that he vomits blood! Only Snake Dan stared at Yan Mo without saying a word. He didn't believe that the other party could do what he said, but if that person was not sure, how dare he make such a promise in front of so many people? Is it really the fruit of witch luck
The lord of Tucheng turned his head and exchanged a wink with Shedan. Tucheng has reached a critical moment, maybe they can no longer be passive like this.
Liuyan stood up again, "Since Mr. Guizheng has said so, why not let the priest of Jiuyuan perform his witchcraft again. If he can really do what he said, then this challenge will be regarded as Jiuyuan wins."
Other forces joined forces.
The priests of Wucheng also agreed to Tucheng's proposal after discussion.
Just as Luo Jue was about to make an announcement, Yuan Zhan sneered, "It's fine for us priests to perform witchcraft, but do we have to swallow what the Lord of Tucheng said before?"
The owner of Tucheng was sweating in his palms, scolding Yuan Zhan in his heart, but he squeezed out a smile on his face, "If you Jiuyuan can really do those two things, I'm afraid not only us Tucheng, but other forces will also regard you as our leader!" Honor, hehe."
Oh your mother X! Yan Mo had already sensed that the Lord of Tucheng might be the most cunning one in Tucheng, and he put Jiuyuan on the opposite side of all forces in one sentence. However, he was mentally prepared for such a situation when he raised such a challenge, but even so, he still disliked the Lord of Tucheng extremely.
"So your Tucheng can represent the forces of other cities?" Yan Mo suddenly realized, "No wonder your Tucheng keeps saying that you are one of the three ancient cities and the most powerful upper city. So you are their leader."
The Lord of Tucheng couldn't stop hehe, he underestimated this young man, although this young man was young, his mind was no worse than those of their age, and his reaction was even quicker.
"Son, can you really do it?"
All those who wanted to speak shut up because Lord Wu Xiang spoke.
Yan Mo looked at the first high priest of Wucheng.
The witch elephant blinked at him.
The corner of Yan Mo's mouth curled up, this big fat man seems quite interesting? I just don't know whether he has good intentions or malice towards Jiuyuan.
"I can do it, but I need to pay a huge price." Yan Mo still chose to be a little more conservative.
"Two points, can you do it?"
Yan Mo blinked back and asked, "If I can do it, what good will you do me?"
"Haha!" Wu Xiang laughed, but he quickly stopped talking. Laughter is now a burden to his body, "Son, if you can really do what you said, I can guarantee that as long as I As long as you live with Feishan, as long as you don't do anything harmful to all living beings on this continent, you will always be protected by Wucheng."
"Master Wuxiang!" Many people stood up and shouted in unison.
This promise is too heavy. If Wucheng really wants to protect this young priest, how can they get the fruit of witch luck
Several priests in Wucheng, headed by Kuipa, frowned. As long as the fruit of witch luck is a witch, there is nothing he doesn't want. What is the difference between Wu Xiang saying this and cutting off their thoughts
The curse witch expressed satisfaction with Wu Xiang's guarantee, but Yan Mo said: "Guarantee? You and your guardian warrior, Master Feishan, swear by your fighting spirit?"
"Jiuyuan people!" Many priests and people from Wucheng angrily reprimanded Yan Mo.
Yan Moli ignored them.
Wu Xiang smiled, raised his finger and pointed at the young man, "Exert your witchcraft, if you really do it, so what if Fei Shan and I swear with the spirit of battle?"
The sorcerer winked at his apprentice, telling him to try his best not to be afraid.
Yan Mo's understanding of Wuxiang and Feishan is not as good as that of Curse Wu. He doesn't believe that these two people and Wucheng can really protect him, but the fact that Jiuyuan got the fruit of Wu's luck has been leaked, and now he and Jiuyuan have become friends. Everyone wants to take a bite of such a fat piece of fat.
Even if there is no guarantee from the witch elephant, he still wants these greedy people to know that they will return the fat from nine sources, but the fat is highly poisonous, and whoever eats it will die!
"Everyone, if I use my Jiuyuan people to perform related witchcraft, no matter what the result is, I'm afraid that Tucheng will not accept it again, and maybe they will accuse us of cheating." Yan Mo raised his head to face the crowd, and smiled sincerely, "Why don't we follow everyone's advice? Let one of them come out."
Everyone was quiet, and then many people were crazy!
"But I don't guarantee life or death."
Uh! Those who are excited will immediately kill a group.
"There is no guarantee that it will not be relegated."
what! More than half of the remaining people were wiped out.
"At the same time, because the target of the spell is not from Jiuyuan, I have one condition, that is, the target of the spell must swear an oath with the spirit of battle. If he is inspired with the ability of divine blood, or the ability of divine blood is upgraded, he must be loyal to me for thirty years. Years, and you must not do anything against me and Jiuyuan."
Few people wanted to stand up now. Although Divine Blood warriors live much longer than average, thirty years is still too long.
Yan Mo seemed to have expected such a silence, "Everyone, this is the realm of the gods. I am just borrowing the power of the gods, but I am a human being after all. I need to pay a huge price to perform such witchcraft, and currently So far, I have never failed to receive the favor of the ancestor god."
There was a murmur of discussion, followed by another silence.
Someone in the Dingyue tribe moved, and the person next to him subconsciously grabbed him, "Shuyi, what are you going to do?"
Shuyi looked back at Zhichun, and saw disbelief on Zhichun's face.
But with such a delay, someone had already stepped forward before Shu Yi.
"Let me come, I was originally a ninth-level fighter, but I fell to the third level after being injured. After six years, I have not only failed to improve my divine blood ability, but even the injury has not healed. Jiuyuan little priest, how dare you Do you cast your witchcraft on me like this?"
Everyone looked at the person who came out from behind the seat, especially the Huocheng people.
The Lord of Huocheng, the High Priest and others all watched the man walk out with extremely astonished eyes, and the Lord of Huocheng scolded in a low voice: "Second brother!"
The man smiled faintly at his elder brother who was the lord of the city, and his eyes without any emotion swept across Liuyan and the others, avoiding their obstruction, and walked into the open space in the circle.