You Long still didn't speak, just looked at him calmly.
The city lord looked around, then took a deep breath.
When you fought with that person, you activated two powers in your body.
During the final blow, was the flame powerful enough
You Long nodded, but the city lord smiled, but there was a hint of being forced to smile out of nervousness: Of course it's big enough. The spear in your hand has been melted into molten iron.
What I want to say is, who do you think is better than your trained body or your spear? When You Long heard this, he froze in place.
At the same time, the moment the city lord finished speaking, his expression turned livid and he groaned.
Little one, let's go. The city lord's expression was livid with a hint of bitterness: Let's go quickly.
You Long looked around, and then nodded solemnly. He knew that there were some things that he couldn't intervene in with his current strength.
The moment You Long closed the door, the city lord spat out a mouthful of blood.
Blood fell on the table like raindrops, giving the elegant ancient European dining table a bloody beauty.
The city lord smiled bitterly and shook his head, wondering if he was pretending to be kind. He actually wanted to do something that crossed the line behind his master's back. But fortunately, I won the bet. This level of reminder has not reached the limit of the master's patience. Otherwise, it would not be injured now, but directly obliterated.
The city lord looked at the closed door and smiled.
He believed that the boy could understand the hints he gave.
Little one, don't let me down.
I have placed a heavy bet on you!
… …
It's still the room, it's still the exaggeratedly long dining table, it's still... the City Lord's Mansion.
But the two people sitting at the table were completely different.
An old man with a red face sat in the main seat, but at this moment, his face could not hide his distress. That's a total of five thousand... How long have I been saving... All of a sudden...
Sitting across from him was a blond boy.
The young man has shoulder-length blond hair, snow-white skin, a tall and straight nose, and very attractive lake-blue eyes. He is obviously a human of Western descent.
People of Western ancestry have historically had darker outlines and varied hair color, eye color, and skin tone.
People of oriental origin are relatively plain in appearance, with mostly black hair and mostly yellow skin. It's just that people of oriental origin always have a more attractive feeling.
The blond boy's expression looked complicated.
Shocked, angry, confused, puzzled and a little... excited.
Mixed feelings.
Seeing the blond boy's appearance, the old man frowned slightly: You don't have to think too much.
That boy's power was very strange, ice and fire were completely opposite powers. But when these two opposite or even opposing forces collide, the resulting force is equally astonishing. Didn’t I just say that? When he kills you, he will also die due to energy backlash.
You are different.
Your internal strength is the God King Xuan Gong with dual attributes of wind and thunder. Wind and thunder themselves are forces that complement each other. When one party becomes stronger, the other party naturally wants to become stronger. Therefore, progress is rapid, and this boy will soon be forgotten by you.
What's more... The old man smiled with a joyful expression: That boy's time is coming soon. The energy in his body is almost overloaded. Maybe before you two fight, that kid will already...
Huh, my old man’s advantage is not that easy to take advantage of!
He will not.
Zeus suddenly raised his head, and his admirable perfect face revealed a hearty smile: That person will definitely overcome obstacles and fight me again.
Although during the entire battle, the two of them never saw their opponent's expression, nor did they have a conversation. But through the battle, when the two guns collide, it is the best dialogue.
After this battle, they all felt that both sides were their old enemies.
Thinking of this, the tips of his ten fingers couldn't help but sparkle with electricity.
What a powerful opponent, so exciting!
… …
After leaving the city lord's mansion, You Long was also a little speechless.
Although I have obtained the method of making Holy Light Blessing Scroll, because I was too busy some time ago, I have only reached level three in the scroll master level. Not to mention anything else, the proficiency required to upgrade from level 3 to level 4 alone is higher than the total proficiency required to upgrade from level 1 to level 3! The seventh level is really far away!
Thinking of this, Youlong returned to his home in Yoda City.
In addition to being able to rest and have ability bonuses, the home can also be used for daily purposes such as warehouses and auction houses, making it a lot more convenient for countless players.
Throw the method for making the Holy Light Blessing Scroll into the warehouse.
And the one that got the real Holy Light Blessing Scroll had long been eaten by Armor Sunder. After eating, there was still no change. This guy was eating more and more astonishingly.
After settling down, he lay on his bed for a long time.
Today's battle touched him a lot.
Like the previous battle with Han Xue, it was the survival instinct that exploded after being completely crushed.
But today was the first time that he encountered an opponent of the same level as himself.
Fresh, curious, and a little bit excited.
The feeling of fighting is really heart-pounding and blood boiling.
It has to be said that You Long has become a bit like a pervert, falling in love with this exciting pleasure between life and death.
But at the same time, he was thinking about his body.
The city lord will definitely not lie to him, he is getting closer and closer to the end. But the city lord's last words made him think for a long time, and he vaguely felt something, but he couldn't figure it out. The opposition between ice and fire is unsolvable and absolute. Just like the setting of the sun, the rising of the moon, and the flow of time, these are absolute laws in the world.
If there was only energy with a single attribute, it would definitely be easier to handle.
But because of the opposition between the two, your own body is the host of both parties. When the two opposing parties fight, you, as the host, must bear the brunt.
He knew that he had to solve this problem in the short term.
otherwise…
Thinking of this, he clenched his fists and thought of the blond boy with whom he had a gun fight. Someone has said that a conversation between two men does not necessarily have to be through dialogue. Fighting is also one of the ways of dialogue!
That unfinished battle.
Zeus in the distance and the dragon lying on the bed raised their clenched fists at the same time, muttering to themselves, as if they swore to their old enemy thousands of miles away: Wait for me.
…
You Long slept soundly. Although he had received a reply from the city lord, he was still mentally exhausted.
When he woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day. The mask he forgot to take off while sleeping was lying next to his pillow. The expressionless fiery red mask was one of his most loyal partners.