The priest was startled and opened his mouth to shout.
But at this time, a loud and energetic shout came from the left side of the venue: "Wait a minute!"
The person who suddenly shouted was none other than the leader of the Divine Clan's divine arts conference, Grand Duke Longwin.
Louis' face immediately darkened, and he looked at Longwin coldly: "Old man Longwin, could it be that you want to obstruct the sacred coronation ceremony?"
"Swish, swish, swish—"
Behind the two people, people from the two major factions stood up.
The already strong smell of gunpowder between the two sides reached its peak at this moment.
The guests below had different expressions.
Some shook their heads and sighed, while others looked like they were watching a good show.
Langwen ignored Louis, but faced all the guests in the venue and said loudly: "As we all know, the core of the coronation of the God Emperor of our God Clan is the word [Xian].
Only when the successor can bear the word "virtuous" can the emperor abdicate to him. "
Louis sneered and interrupted Longwin: "As we all know, His Royal Highness Persian has a generous temperament and is easy-going towards others. Why can't he be called [virtuous]?"
"Huh! This is just empty virtue, no virtue!" Lang Wen retorted, "How can a prince who cannot practice practice be qualified to sit in the position of successor
Letting such a person become the new God Emperor will undoubtedly push our God Clan into the abyss! "
"Hahaha, what a rotten view!" Louis was not refuted, but sneered coldly, "Requiring the Supreme God-Emperor to have strong personal strength, that's the old Huangli!
In this era, the God-Emperor does not need any personal strength.
With the powerful technological assistance of our Protoss Technology Association, we can still lead the Protoss to a more prosperous future! "
"It's ridiculous. All technology is just a paper toy in the face of magic!" Longwen looked disdainful.
From this point on, the point of debate between the two sides unknowingly shifted to the strength of magic or technology.
The debate on this point has been going on for a long time within the Protoss, and there has never been a clear resolution.
Factions from both sides also joined in the controversy.
You glance at me and say something, making the place as noisy as a vegetable market.
The guests below were dumbfounded and shook their heads.
Many people looked at Letlin on the high platform.
The first grand ceremony of the divine clan has turned out to be so ridiculous and funny. I don’t know how he, the God Emperor who is still in his position, will react.
Unexpectedly, Leitlin on the high platform seemed not to pay attention to the quarrel in the venue at all.
He just stood quietly on the stage, as if he was an old tree that was about to wither.
On the contrary, it was Persiang who suddenly smiled and said, "Since you can't argue, why don't you listen to this junior's advice?"
Strangely, the noisy scene suddenly became quiet.
Many people looked at Persiang in surprise, as if they did not expect that Persiang, who had always been submissive, would dare to intervene in the fight between the two factions.
"Your Majesty, what's your plan?"
Louis was very cooperative, saluted Perth, and asked.
"It's very simple." Persian smiled lightly and said: "You two decide the right to speak today through competition, isn't that enough?"
As soon as these words came out, Langwen's face lit up with joy, and he replied without thinking: "We, the Divine Clan's divine magicians, are participating in the meeting and agree with His Highness's suggestion!"
The group of people behind him also smiled.
They are all high-level gods, and their magical skills are enough to trample under their feet ten thousand times the group of otakus from the opposite God Clan Science and Technology Association who only know how to immerse themselves in research!
But Louis and the others are not fools, so how could they allow the divine magic to participate in the conference
I saw Louis looking at Longwen, and suddenly the corner of his mouth curled up: "Langwen, old man, pays attention to fairness in everything.
If you only focus on fighting strength, our God Clan Science and Technology Association is indeed no match for you.
But do you dare to fight us in a fair way? "
Lang Wen chuckled: "You can suggest any method, and those of us who are participating in the divine arts conference will never back down!"
"Then I'll say it." Louis raised his voice and said loudly: "Actually, the method of this competition is also very simple, that is, each of us sends one person.
As long as the people you send can use magic to break the technological equipment worn by our people, we will lose.
how? "
As soon as this novel competition method was proposed by Louis, it immediately caused a lot of exclamations.
Longwen was stunned for a moment, then smiled confidently: "Why don't you dare
That’s it! "
He suddenly left his position and said with a proud look on his face: "The person we sent here is me!"
As soon as these words came out, the drinks in many guests' mouths almost sprayed all over the floor.
This old man is too shameless, right
Who doesn’t know that he is the most powerful person in the Phoenix family, and is known as the peerless master closest to the barrier between heaven and earth in the entire God’s Domain
And he actually put himself on the field without blushing or heartbeat!
With such a thick skin, he is worthy of being the patriarch of the first family in the south!
The corners of Louis' mouth also twitched slightly, but there was no timid look on his face.
While smiling, he waved behind him.
"He is the person we sent here!"
While Louis was speaking, a figure wearing armor stepped out of the ranks of the Protoss Technology Association.
I saw that the armor on his body was not ordinary magical armor.
It was a mechanical armor that had no gleam of divine magic and shone with a cold metallic sheen.
There are no messy talismans on it, just strips of electromagnetic wiring deep under the armor.
The whole armor seemed a bit bloated, making the person wearing it jingle to the center of the field like an iron mountain.
Ye Hong looked at the face exposed from the armored head and suddenly felt happy.
The one wearing armor turned out to be Anubis, who had tricked them before!
At this time, Anubis also had a helpless smile on his face, and he must not have appeared willingly.
It seems that the Protoss Technology Association did not want to punish him, but postponed the punishment until today.
"Your Majesty the Grand Duke, can you be gentler in your attack later?"
Anubis grinned, smiling uglier than crying.
"Hahahaha! I thought it was some amazing technology, but it turned out to be such a piece of junk?"
Longwin pointed at Anubis and laughed wildly.
"Haha, it's not too late to laugh after you break this 'shattered metal'." Louis looked calm, as if he had great confidence in the armor.
Curious, Ye Hong immediately stared at Anubis's armor.
At this time, the friends around him were also talking about this unique showdown.
"Who do you think will win?"
"Lonwen, although that old man looks annoying, I have to admit that his title of the strongest man in the south did not come from the strong wind."
"Longwin plus one."
"Hehe, that guy Anubis seems to be about to cry."
But as Ye Hong looked at the armor, the corners of his mouth suddenly curved into an unpredictable arc.
(End of chapter)