The happy clown Simba descended from the sky on a rainbow, spun in mid-air, and was about to land gracefully, but the landing was not very stable, and he squatted on the ground.
"Wang Zhong, why is it so late today!" The clown hovered in the air and danced in circles.
"Today is my coming-of-age birthday. It's fine if I don't have a birthday present. How dare you forget it. Come here. You lost yesterday. Let me pinch your nose. Don't try to renege on it!" Wang Zhong waved at Simba with a smile. For ten years, because of Simba, he can survive and persist in surviving.
The so-called games of the Fate Clown are all kinds of strange things. In the first five years, all kinds of weird training, animal language, and messy cultural heritage of the old era, in the next five years, the Fate Clown will transform into various monsters and toss Wang Zhong , the euphemistic name is to transform into a party, of course, it is necessary to make some bets, which makes Wang Zhong's dreams never lonely.
Simba shrunk subconsciously, "Ahem, little boy, a clown will not be reckless, but we have more important things to discuss today." Simba said solemnly, but the more serious a clown is, the more serious he is. The more funny it looks, as long as it is not a trial, Simba will be very interesting and fun.
"You have already used this trick a lot, but as a buddy, I can listen to what you call important things first!" Wang Zhong laughed.
Simba flipped his hand, and a three-dimensional image appeared, like a steaming and energetic sea of air, but the sky above the sea of air was shrouded in jaw-dropping brilliance, like a seal, only a very faint breath could be released.
Wang Zhong moved his fingers, and stared at the clown's nose with malicious intent, "What are you projecting my soul sea again, the consequences of ridicule are very serious."
"Ahem, am I that kind of person? Be serious. The great clown wants to tell you something very important today!" Simba rolled his eyes.
Every awakened person has a soul sea, which is the source of soul power. It takes the human body as the axis to project high latitudes to obtain power. Of course, the soul sea is just a name, and most people feel it is just a small puddle, but Wang Zhong's soul sea is in Under the nourishment of the Destiny Stone, it is indeed like a vast ocean, but the Destiny Stone does not exist in this world. Any world has its own order law, and the existence that violates the law will be forcibly destroyed by the power of order. The collision between the power of power and the fate stone triggered the Inca tsunami, but it has miraculously formed the current situation. These two forces have reached a balance in Wang Zhong's body, but the power under the seal against the tide is just like a science fiction blockbuster.
The chaotic hexagram containing the power of law shrouded the Destiny Stone, and by the way, Wang Zhong's soul sea was also affected, but Wang Zheng was a living body, and under the confrontation between the two forces, his insignificant power was like a crack in the stone. Xiaocao found a little vitality, so a crack appeared in the seal, and this crack allowed Wang Zhong to survive, but this bit of soul power was really pitiful.
Over the years, Wang Zhong and Simba have tried various efforts. If they can't find a way, let alone the road of king, Wang Zhong will never be able to forge a heroic soul, and Simba will never be able to break free from the shackles of the Fate Stone and come to the real world desire.
"What did you think of?" Wang Zhong spent a year in the library, trying to find some possible solutions, but found nothing. This level of power, let alone Heroic Soul Academy, is afraid that no one can solve it, and for safety, he does not Dare to yell loudly, or nine out of ten will be dissected.
"How have you been in the fifth dimension lately?" Simba asked.
Wang Zhong smiled wryly, "You still can't talk about ridicule. I have lost ninety-nine times in a row. My soul power peak is only around 20. No matter how good my skills are, it's useless. I can't break the opponent's defense at all."
As long as the average person ignites the soul fire, the peak soul power is at least fifty or more, and the talent can reach more than one hundred.
"Hey, have you forgotten my super magic tool? Use my life roulette to move your fate!" The life clown put his waist in his waist, his nose twitching very proudly.
"You mean, the Soul Essence absorbed by Life Roulette is enough?!" Wang Zhong said pleasantly.
Simba's mouth twitched, and then he smiled, "Your opponents are getting weaker and weaker, and their soul essence is useless, but it doesn't matter, the great clown has a way, it's time to show Simba's true Strength!"
"What price do you want to pay?" Wang Zhong suddenly asked after being silent for a while.
Simba smiled, "I'm a great clown, what a trivial matter!" It's just that the clown's eyes flickered.
"Haha, I get it. You must be fooling me because you are afraid of pinching your nose. It's not good to imitate anyone, imitate Ma Dong, forget it, don't worry, I have just grown up and have plenty of time..." Suddenly Wang Zhong found that his body could not move.
Simba took out a roulette that was about the same size as him from his pocket, and instantly the whole space turned into two colors of light and darkness, "How can you compare the great clown with that little bastard? Great Simba!"
Half of the turntable is as dark as a black hole, and the other half is a bright flame. There is a funny clown pointer at the axis... It really looks like Simba, but the clown's charge is only one-third.
At the beginning, Simba said that when the Pointer Clown absorbs enough soul essence, he can start a fate judgment, but now it is obviously far behind.
"Simba, don't mess around, we have plenty of time!" Wang Zhong roared, but his voice couldn't be transmitted at all.
"Bahaha, Wang Zhong, let me show you the great power of life. In the name of Simba, I will give a judgment. If the pointer points to the light, your peak soul power will be doubled. If it points to darkness, the peak value of your soul power will be reduced." Half!" The clown smiled brightly, his big red nose was shaking proudly, and he was holding the roulette wheel tightly with both hands.
Wang Zhong was very anxious but he couldn't move at all. Halving the peak value was nothing to him at all. A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, but once it doubles, it means that his combat power will become completely different, but Wang Zhong is very clear about sealing himself. What the hell is the sea of fate, and how much will it cost
A simple truth, if you want to get, you must give.
Looking at Wang Zhong who was struggling desperately, Simba held his face and made a big grimace, "Simba is very happy to be able to come to this world and be friends with you. This is Simba's birthday gift to you. Destiny It’s just a mallet, let’s hit it happily together!”
The clown pointer of the Joyful Roulette spins crazily as if its fur has exploded, and the whole world turns into darkness and light, spinning continuously. Gradually, the clown pointer gets slower and slower, but the attraction of the obvious dark area is even stronger. Strong, because the energy of the pointer was not fully charged, and the sweat on Simba's forehead was falling drop by drop. When it was about to stop in the dark, Simba kicked it suddenly, and the pointer landed in the bright area with a sound. The world shook suddenly.