The Love Demon looked back at Peng Junyue who walked in from the outside, and said calmly: "If he hadn't understood the third level of the Killing War Realm at that time, there would be no need to fight against the Fudo King, and there would be no need to attend the Shenhou Conference. If he didn't understand In the third level of the killing battle realm, even if you participate, you will also lose."
The Love Demon said, looking back at Zheng Shiyi, whose murderous aura began to slowly dissipate, and said: "Shiyi, there are only two days until the Divine Lords Conference. You have been tense these days in the illusion of the inner demon, and now It’s no longer appropriate to practice.
What you need now is to relax and go shopping in the streets. Your opponent will be King Fudo. If you are just practicing and don't have enough mental state, you will still lose. "
"Yes, Shiyi understands." Zheng Shiyi said goodbye to several people one by one before walking out of the courtyard with a calm face. Peng Junyue quickly followed.
Several people looked at Zheng Shiyi's leaving figure. The demon suddenly looked at the other three people and said, "This boy is indeed good. There are few such outstanding boys in the Demon Sect. But to be honest, you think he fought against King Fudo. What are the chances of winning?"
The three of them fell silent.
Qing Mo was silent for a moment and said: "Shiyi is indeed excellent, and he has even understood the fist skills taught by Emperor Chiyun. As long as Zheng Shiyi continues to be given time, even if it is just one year, he will still be 50% better against the Fudo King." odds of winning.
But now, he probably only has a 30% chance of defeating the Fufu King at most. "
"Thirty percent? Do you really think he has a 30% chance?" The inner demon old man shook his head slightly and said: "You said he has a 30% chance, just because he is your favorite successor and someone close to you. So you think he has a 30% chance?" There is a 30% chance of winning.
But in my opinion, even a 20% chance is considered too much. "
"I'm afraid there is not a 20% chance." The Confucian Demon shook his head slightly, and after being silent for a while, he continued: "Maybe after he comes back, we still have to persuade him.
The battle still needs to be fought defensively, but if there is really no chance of winning, then give up. He is still young and there is no need to fight. He only needs to wait for a year and he will have a chance to win the Fudo King.
Compared with Fudo King, who has no possibility of improvement due to self-destruction, he still has an infinite future. "
The Imperial City is as lively as ever, and when walking on the streets, you can hear the discussions of the God Lords Conference everywhere.
"In two days, the Shenhou Conference will start again in two days."
"Yes, there are still two days left before Zheng Shiyi will fight against King Fudo. I don't know who will win then!"
"Of course it's King Fudo, after all, he was once a Half-Saint!"
Peng Junyue was walking, listening to everyone's discussion, and suddenly turned back to look at Zheng Shiyi, and asked with a serious face: "Old Shiyi, tell me the truth, what are your chances of winning against the Fudo King?"
Zheng Shiyi fell silent for a moment, lost in thought. After thinking for a while, he looked back at Peng Junyue and said, "Ten percent."
Peng Junyue was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Zheng Shiyi angrily and said: "Ten percent? Aren't you talking nonsense? Old Shiyi, we are brothers. You can't cheat anyone else, but you can't cheat your brother.
Fatty, it’s not easy for me to make a little money, but I want to bet on winning money and get a wife in the future... "
"I won't lie to you." Zheng Shiyi looked at Peng Junyue seriously and said, "I do feel that I have a 100% chance of winning?"
"Really or not? Old Shiyi, please don't cheat me." Peng Junyue looked at Zheng Shiyi seriously for a few times, and then said with a solemn expression: "As your friend, as your brother, I still want to support Yours, Lao Shiyi, I will use 10% of my net worth to buy you a win and support you."
As he said that, he made a look of pain on his face and said, "What's great is that I've got 10% of my net worth with you. Old Shiyi, you must help me earn it back in the future."
"You won't compensate." Zheng Shiyi looked at Peng Junyue with a face of pain, and asked with a smile: "I heard that many young heroes no longer practice as before, but instead gather with each other to prove their martial arts. study?"
"The Shenhou Conference has been going on so far. Everyone has realized almost the same thing. No matter how much they understand, there are not many breakthroughs. So they no longer understand, but gather together to discuss with each other."
As Peng Junyue spoke, a lewd smile suddenly appeared on his face. He looked at Zheng Shiyi and said, "What do you think, old Shiyi, let's go play too? Many of them are now gathered in the Hero Building in the Imperial City."
"Oh? From the look of you, you are very interested in it. Why haven't you gone there before?" Zheng Shiyi looked at Peng Junyue jokingly.
"It's pointless for me to go alone without you guys." Peng Junyue waved his hand disapprovingly, asking him to go alone? He won't go. He can always use wretched tactics to win at the Shenhou Conference. How can he be welcomed by people if he goes
Going with Zheng Shiyi would be different.
Zheng Shiyi nodded and said: "Lead the way. I have gained a lot of insights since I started boxing. The strengths of other schools are also very helpful to me.
Before, I wanted to combine the strengths of many martial arts, but had no chance. Now I understand a lot about any martial arts. They all evolved from the most basic things.
My current foundation is like a piece of land, a land that can absorb nutrients. Any martial arts school may have this kind of nutrition. "
"Old Shiyi, you can have anything to do with the land, but you really should go to that place. Only when you go can you know what they are good at and how to use targeted tactics if you encounter them." Peng Junyue said with a face. He showed a lewd smile again.
The Hero Building is just a restaurant, but it seems that because of his name, it is extremely famous in the imperial city.
Recently, the Hero Building has become a gathering place for all the princes participating in the Divine Lord Conference. As time goes by, no outsiders enter the Hero Building anymore.
As soon as Peng Junyue walked out of the Hero Building, hostile looks from all around him immediately came over. Although Peng Junyue has entered the next round of the Divine Lords Conference and has become a Qianqianghou, how did he become a Qianqianghou? Know.
He won by relying on shameless tactics with no lower limit.
Now, they are confirming their martial arts to each other in the Hero Building, but Peng Junyue comes here. How can they let Peng Junyue know their martial arts? If they meet Peng Junyue in the future, even the martial arts is known to this wretched guy, they will definitely be targeted. .
"Why are you here? You're not welcome here..." When the people at the door saw Peng Junyue walking in, they immediately waved their hands and wanted to drive them away. But before they could finish speaking, several people were stunned when they saw the person coming behind Peng Junyue. , as if petrified.
Zheng Shiyi!
Why is he here
When several people saw Zheng Shiyi approaching, their bodies trembled involuntarily, and they stepped aside to make way for them.
Although he knew that this was the imperial city, he still couldn't help but tremble in his heart. What he saw before him was the blood demon Zheng Shiyi!
It's the Blood Demon Zheng Shiyi, one of the Ten Heavenly Kings!
Everyone around looked at Zheng Shiyi who was approaching, and they all retreated to both sides.
Zheng Shiyi glanced around, walked straight to the center of the room, and sat down on a separate empty seat.
Everyone's expressions suddenly changed. Looking at Zheng Shiyi who was sitting on the seat, several people looked at each other. One of them hesitated, walked to Zheng Shiyi's side, and bravely whispered: "Mr. Zheng, look, We don’t know you’re coming, and we don’t know what kind of place you like, so should we change it for you?”
"No need, this place is very good." Zheng Shiyi waved his hand gently. This time he came here to gather the strengths of each family. This location is in the center of the hall, which is the best place. You can hear everything. people's discussion.
The visitor was immediately puzzled: "Well... Mr. Zheng, actually someone is sitting here. One of the Ten Heavenly Kings will come, so... we specially reserved a seat."
"Ten Heavenly Kings?" Zheng Shiyi finally raised his head, looked at the familiar but unknown person in front of him and said, "I am the Ten Heavenly Kings."
"Mr. Zheng... this... it will be difficult for us to do this if you do this." The visitor said in a difficult tone, but did not dare to stay here any longer. He just walked away with a headache on his face.
Everyone around them acted as if nothing had happened, but no one dared to come forward and speak.
They couldn't afford to offend the Ten Heavenly Kings who were coming soon, but they couldn't afford to offend Zheng Shiyi either. Now they could only pretend they didn't see him, otherwise they would be in trouble.
"Everyone knows that in martial arts, you have to find the path that suits you best. But what path is best for you? In fact, many people, including all of us here, have not even found the path that suits them best.
I just found a path, and my practice felt more comfortable and faster, so I decided that this was my path of practice. In fact, it may not be my path..." A man with a Confucian look in the crowd said. Talking, while talking, he looked in the direction of Zheng Shiyi.
Normally, it would be okay to communicate and share my opinions with everyone, but now, Zheng Shiyi, one of the Ten Heavenly Kings, is sitting here. If he makes a mistake and is laughed at by Zheng Shiyi, it would be too embarrassing.
Zheng Shiyi sat on the seat with an indifferent expression, looking at the people around him who were all telling their own opinions, but kept looking at him distractedly. He sighed softly in his heart. Although these people are considered geniuses, even though they are geniuses, Strong, but they have no chance to continue to attack Shenhou.
They are so unsure of themselves!
They are clearly talking about their own understanding of martial arts, but they still have to constantly consider their own ideas.
How can a person with such low self-confidence challenge the Lord of Gods
Dong Dong…
Outside the door, the sound of footsteps came. It was just a simple footsteps, but it seemed unusually clear in the messy room, as if it was the sound of war drums beating slowly on the battlefield.
Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look towards the door.
A figure walked slowly towards him, his thin body seemed to be exuding endless evil energy. Just getting close to him made him feel cold all over, and he involuntarily backed away.
Wang Shenji!
(End of chapter)