C1441 Fight
Looking at the five old men, Ann Sudong's eyes narrowed.
The backers of the five big sects were Divine Realm, and the end of the road was near, so it was not a problem for these few old guys to increase their Spiritual Realm and extend their lifespan by a thousand years. But now they had come out, obviously the five big sects had been forced to the end of their rope.
"Haha, did you guys come out of the mountain just for us?" The Mountain King coldly said.
"Divine Realm has already sealed the road to Spiritual Realm promotion, then the longer one lives, the higher one's cultivation will be, and the more powerful their fighting strength will be. There are also differences in the fighting strength of the peak Golden Immortal Stage!" The Flame King said.
"However, the higher you go, the more difficult this road will be. Even if your Golden Immortal Stage wants to raise a single point of strength, it would be as difficult as ascending to heaven!"
"Even though your Golden Immortal Stage has a thousand years of lifespan, even if your innate talent is exceptional, you might not even be able to advance in your entire lifetime. The days that you have left behind afterwards are not many at all, unless you promote your Golden Immortal Stage in the prime of your life, in order to become a peak existence."
The eight kings treated the elders of the five great sects as if they were nothing. Each of their words implied that they did not take them seriously at all.
"The eight kings have been famous for a long time, and all of them are heroes and heroes. I have wanted to meet all of you for a long time, and seeing them today is indeed extraordinary!" The white-haired old man was still smiling, "Why don't we make a bet?"
"A defeated opponent is not qualified to make a bet with us!"
"Exactly, it's laughable that a person who's about to die still dreams of dying."
The eight kings all had cold smiles on their faces.
The white-haired old man still had a kind expression on his face, "Don't tell me that you don't dare to?"
Although the eight kings appeared to be rough on the surface, none of them were fools. Naturally, no one received the other party's provocation.
He had come here to exterminate the five great sects, so why not just start now? What other bet is there?
Fatty Wang laughed, "Oh, how do you want to bet?"
The white-haired old man said, "Cultivators like us always respect the strong. Naturally, we bet on our own strength. "How about this, we'll send nine of our men to fight two against two. That way, we'll be able to win five rounds and win this bet!"
When these words were said, the Eighth King was a little confused. Nine people, wasn't that exactly nine of them, including Fatty Wang?
However, in this duel, the chances of the five great sects winning were obviously slim.
However, the five great sects obviously weren't stupid enough to come up with a bet that would be disadvantageous to them.
Fatty Wang continued to ask: "So what if I win? So what if I lose?"
A bet had to be made on something. What else could this bet mean? It was a waste of time.
The old man said, "If we lose, the five great sects will submit to the Radiant Moon, and you can do whatever you want with them."
The eight kings were all dumbfounded when they heard this.
F * ck, did the people from the five great sects have their brains crushed by the door, or did they lose their mind?! They even dared to put forward such a bet!
With the status of the five great sects, it was a hundred times harder to surrender than to kill them.
For a moment, eighty thousand dollars could not believe its own ears!
Fatty Wang asked with a smile, "What if we lose?"
"Leave the Skysword Sect immediately! You are not allowed to act against the five great sects for the next hundred years!"
This condition was extremely unfair!
The five major sects had completely put their lives on the line, and were willing to let go if they lost. Even if they lost, it would only take up a hundred years, and in the eyes of the Golden Immortal Stage, a hundred years was nothing.
Fatty Wang was a bit confused.
Although he was confident that he could take down the five major sects, they had hundreds of Golden Immortal Stage, and even if he could win, it would still be a miserable victory.
Now, the five great sects were voluntarily giving up their advantage in numbers and even their terrain to bet with the Radiant Moon Empire? This was a gamble that seemed like they were giving up on themselves.
This was very unreasonable!
Just at this moment, the white-haired old man said, "However, we have a condition!"
Sure enough, they were waiting here. Fatty Wang chuckled, "I'm all ears!"
The white-haired old man said, "That is, Your Majesty, you may not enter the stage!"
If Fatty Wang did not participate in the battle, the Radiant Moon Empire would indeed have one less expert. However, the strength of the eight kings was not something that the five great sects could handle.
It was a little strange!
"Is Your Majesty willing to accept my bet?" The white-haired old man asked.
Fatty Wang thought for a moment and said, "Alright, I'll accept this bet!"
The Golden Immortal Stage s of the five major sects were not easy to handle, who knew what special life saving techniques these people had, if a few of them ran away and caused great havoc in the shadows, it would definitely affect the country's power.
Now, this group of guys had given up. Although Fatty Wang didn't know what tricks the other side was playing, but with this opportunity, he still decided to give it a try!
The white-haired elder laughed. "Since His Majesty has accepted, let us first send our men to the arena for the first match, and then we'll rotate positions. Does His Majesty agree to this?"
"Sure!" Fatty Wang agreed.
"First match, you fight!" The elder pointed at Lil 'Sword King, who was behind him.
"Yes sir!"
Little Sword King leaped out and stood at the peak of the mountain in the distance. He said, "Who wants to fight me?"
"Let This King know you!" Corrosion King rushed up impatiently.
No matter how you looked at the first match, it was the Radiant Moon Empire's victory.
Although Ann Drew had already trained his Sword Heart to the state of Psychic's Heart, his cultivation had yet to reach the peak of Golden Immortal Stage. He was simply not on the same level as Jack.
"Greetings, Jack!" Ann Drew stood there with his sword on his back.
After greeting him, Ann's Drew took the initiative to attack. His sword radiance shone as it slashed towards Jack, leaving behind a several hundred zhang long sword shadow in the sky.
Corrosion King smiled. He waved his hand and caught the sword energy. Then, with a shake of his wrist, the sword energy was immediately shattered and countless pieces of the sword energy fell to the ground.
She nodded, "Young people have great talent. When your cultivation reaches the peak and you go through another hundred years of hard work, your strength will be comparable to the eight kings."
This evaluation was very high. One had to know that up until now, there had not been a single person who could compare with the eight kings.
Other than Fatty Wang, who hadn't really fought yet, it would still take a few years for He Lan Yuanhan to regain his former strength...
Ann Sudong also nodded to himself. Those who were able to comprehend Jianxin were all geniuses in this world. They were naturally powerful within the same realm.
However, Little Sword King didn't look happy at all. As a heaven's pride expert, no matter where he went, others would always be polite to him. But now, he was being criticized as a junior. How could he accept this?
Little Sword King's eyes were extremely clear and the light on the tip of the sword was as bright as the sun. In an instant, only the sword was left in the world, constantly swinging as if it was going to cut everything in half.
It was really strong!0
But unfortunately, the one he faced was Corrosion King.
The difference in cultivation between the two was not something any sword force could make up for. Corrosion King casually slapped the sword beams and broke them into pieces!
— — The content is from [Mick Read]
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