The battle between Levi and Sudelle was fierce. Both of them were so fast that even the senior adventurers in the audience, not to mention ordinary civilians, couldn't see their movements clearly. The attacks of the two men were extremely powerful. Every collision between axes, guns and arrows made a thunderous sound and flashed with dazzling electric light. If it weren't for the powerful divine protection around the ring, the aftermath of their battle would have left the audience dead and wounded.
Faced with such a fierce battle, the blond commentator wearing a magic mirror was somewhat helpless. He can clearly see the battle between the two sides, but he is not the fast-talking Wang Yuyan in Jin Yong's novels. There is no way he can speak at a speed that can keep up with the fighting speed of the two sides - even if he can keep up, it is useless, the audience cannot listen. Understand that high-speed language.
He had also encountered such a situation in previous battles. At that time, he always chose some thrilling and exciting moments in the battle to explain, and he was finally able to handle the scene. But it didn't work this time. The battle between the two sides was exciting. There was almost no moment that was not exciting, and there was not a move that was not thrilling. He simply couldn't choose the exciting parts to explain.
After thinking about it, Sui Xiong's usual mischievous spirit broke out. He simply ignored the battle between the two sides, randomly selected a piece of "Departure Guide" from his memory, and started to recite it.
"The late Emperor's career was not even half-way when the middle road collapsed. Today, Yizhou is suffering from fatigue and weakness. This is the time when our sincerity's survival is in danger..."
"Huh? What is he talking about?"
The audience was talking a lot, wondering how this commentator, who liked to talk nonsense but was at least somewhat reliable, said something that no one understood.
There are also spellcasters who use "common language" for themselves to try to understand Sui Xiong's words. However, the spell of understanding language can only allow them to understand the meaning of Sui Xiong's words. The allusions in "Chu Shi Biao" and the background of the entire article cannot be obtained through this spell. So they also seemed to understand but didn't understand, and looked at a loss.
Some people asked the spellcasters around them about it, and they had to answer "I don't understand it either."
"And there are words that even those who know the language can't understand? Could it be some advanced magical language?"
"No... the words are understandable, but the meaning is difficult to understand." A young mage explained to his friends, "He was talking about the death of the old king of a country, and the new young king was not very reliable. The country is also in a bit of a bad situation right now. The Grand Consul is going on an expedition with his army to fight against the country's powerful enemies. It seems that there is some background to this battle, but I don't understand it... Now the Grand Consul is recalling his acquaintance with the old king. It was about that time, he said, 'I was still a commoner back then, the late king promoted me, and I worked very hard' - I'm not very clear about the specific things, I didn't understand,'... From then to now, it's been twenty-one years. years’.”
"...What does this have to do with martial arts?" his friend complained.
"Perhaps my spell level is limited and my interpretation is wrong." The young mage said unconfidently.
Similar conversations happened everywhere in the audience. I don’t know how many people were very confused and didn’t understand what the commentator was doing.
"Departure from the Master" is not long. Even though Sui Xiong, who transformed into a narrator, recited it in a slow and rhythmic tone as much as possible, he only finished it after a while.
At this time, the battle between Levi and Sudelle was still going on fiercely. The speed of both sides had not slowed down at all, and the thrill and excitement of the battle had not changed at all.
The narrator thought for a moment, sighed, and began to recite "Red Cliff Fu" again.
"In the autumn of Renxu, in the seventh month, Su Zi and his guests went boating under Red Cliff. The breeze came slowly, and the water was calm..."
"What did he say this time?"
"He was talking about the scenery, a very beautiful scenery."
"Is he a bard?"
"... Thinking about it carefully, it should be so."
"But what does the scenery have to do with the joust?"
"... The Grand Consul is going on an expedition. Does it have anything to do with the martial arts contest?"
In the sky, "Celebration Boy" Weiye, who knew the true identity of the commentator, couldn't help but asked curiously: "What are you talking about? The first article feels very heroic and epic style, and the second article describes the scenery It’s a classic… but I’ve never heard of this language.”
Sui Xiong laughed twice and explained the reason.
When everyone learned that he simply couldn't explain it, so he simply found a few articles to make up the numbers, they all couldn't help laughing.
After laughing, Weyer asked about the sources of these articles, hoping to get more such articles.
Although He is not the God of culture, there is culture and art in the realm of divine power, and he is full of love for literature and art. Once He encounters wonderful articles and classic works, He will not let them go.
Sui Xiong thought for a while and told him: "These articles all come from an alien civilization. The specific explanation is very complicated... I really can't explain it in detail."
"So... can you teach me that language?" Veyer asked, "It sounds like a very beautiful rhythm. I think it's worth learning."
Sui Xiong didn't mind, so he packaged up the entire knowledge of Chinese Pinyin and passed it on to Weiye.
As a god, Weiye has great power and wisdom. It only took him a minute or two to fully understand and master the Chinese Pinyin. However, he still couldn't understand the article Sui Xiong was reciting.
Oh, "Red Cliff Ode" has been recited, and what Sui Xiong is reciting now is "The Story of the Snake Catcher".
"There are strange wild snakes in Yongzhou: black with white markings. They will die if they touch vegetation. They bite people and there is no way to control them..."
"Oscar, my friend, what you taught me cannot be used to understand the article you recited!" Veyer complained, "I still don't understand."
"No, my Mandarin is quite standard..." Sui Xiong said with some guilt.
"I can understand every word, but I can't understand the meaning of each word!" Weier smiled bitterly, "I can now recite these articles like you. But they still mean something to me. They are some words with vague meaning. My recitation is nothing more than smearing ink on a slate and then rubbing it on white paper. Although the content is the same, it actually does not help understanding at all."
Sui Xiong rolled his eyes several times, hesitated again and again, and finally told him with embarrassment that the detailed explanation and specific content of these words involved too much knowledge, many of which were personal privacy and were inconvenient for everyone. Packed and delivered.
Wei Ye was not stubborn, he just sighed deeply.
"So, can I ask you about the stories behind these articles?" He asked, "If you think you can tell me, just tell me. If you can't, of course you don't have to tell me."
Sui Xiong immediately agreed, patting his chest, and then explained "Snake Catcher's Theory" to him.
"This article is actually used to criticize tyranny." He said, "The key sentence is, 'Who knows that the poison of taxation is more like a snake'... "
"Friend, I can understand that this article criticizes tyranny." Weyer said, "I understand it."
"...Then what do you want to ask?"
Weiye sighed and asked about some allusions and background settings that he couldn't understand one by one.
On the stage, the commentator, who had already finished reciting "Snake Catcher", hesitated for a moment and started reciting "The Charcoal Seller" again.
Sui Xiong was really not a good student back then. Although he had studied many classic poems and prose, when he wanted to recite them now, very few of them could really recite them all.
He is already a little troubled now. What if Levi and Sudelle fight for too long and he has memorized everything he can remember? What should he do
Do you really want to learn the plot in "Lord of Destruction" and just find some books to read
That would be too embarrassing! Even if his face is thicker than the city wall, he still feels that he can't hold it in his face!
Fortunately, things did not reach that point. An accident interrupted his explanation.
About the time he was carrying "Who are the two Pianpian cavalry coming? The messenger in yellow and white shirt.", a powerful aura suddenly rose in the south of the main plane, turned into five-color rays of light, and shot straight into the sky.
Following this, the source of the world cheered and became wildly excited.
"Someone has become a god!" At this moment, all the gods in the world felt it, and many gods exclaimed in surprise.
It is not a common thing for a mortal to become a god. On average, it is estimated that there is only one in a few hundred years. There are two people who have succeeded in becoming gods in a hundred years, which is considered a lot. But... it hasn’t even been ten years since the last mortal became a god, and the God of Knowledge was born!
"Could it be that... has it come to an era where fate is exciting and changing?" Some veteran gods couldn't help but feel secretly frightened.
Although it is not yet certain what the origin of the god-conferred person is, but just judging from the extent of the source of power, one can feel that this person is definitely extraordinary!
Even if he hasn't become a god yet, he is still an extremely terrifying master!
And this kind of shock and vision naturally affects mortals. Including the two people who were fighting fiercely in the ring, all the mortals couldn't help but stop and look to the south in confusion.
At this moment, a high-level mage from the Mystic Tower Federation suddenly woke up and cheered loudly.
"It's Master Imia Lamperus! He has finally become a god!"
As if corresponding to this cheer, an old but calm voice sounded, accompanied by the excitement of the source of power, echoing through thousands of worlds.
"I am Ymia Lamperus, the founder and guardian of the Mystic Tower Federation, the seeker of the mysteries of magic, the highest and most powerful spellcaster. I am the protector and guide of all spellcasters, and I protect The essence of the mysteries of magic, guarding the inheritance of magic, and guarding great wisdom.”
Upon hearing this, Wall's expression suddenly changed.