Martial World's
Ch 1402 - 100 Year Agreement
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"Lin Ming!"
On the human side, many Empyreans were shocked. But at this moment, most of them were unable to lend a helping hand.
At this critical moment, the figure of the white-clothed middle-aged man flashed like a bolt of white lightning in front of Lin Ming, facing this black demon ghost and punching with his fist!
Bang out!
With a terrifying explosion, the immortal god stones around him were completely shattered.
A terrifying shockwave surged out. This was a collision at the level of an Empyrean master. Even though Lin Ming was protected behind this white-clothed person, he felt his blood vitality fall within him, feeling as if his body would explode at any moment.
The peng!
Lin Ming thrust out his spear, destroying several waves of true essence Even so, he was still sent flying backwards until he crashed into the wall. He coughed a mouthful of blood, his face was extremely white.
In one move earlier, he was severely injured!
What is the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign? Even if his limit had fallen, and the Good Fortune Saint Son had only used a small portion of the strength he had left in the Demon Bead, the strength of the attack could not be reckoned with!
Once this power locked onto Lin Ming, even though there were people around him to block him, he was still injured under the overwhelming swallowing power!
In the end, Lin Ming was too weak.
In the heavenly Transformation realm he was on par with a half-step Sacred Lord. But in this meeting room, that level of strength was the same as that of an ant.
Even the relatively weak Good Fortune Saint Son was still tens and hundreds of times stronger than Lin Ming!
Moreover, the Good Fortune Saint Son had the powerhouse of True Divinity protecting him. All sorts of magical resources and tools were freely provided for him; this was not something that Lin Ming could hope to compare with
"I'm too weak!"
Lin Ming touched his own chest, examining his injuries. His internal meridians and blood vessels were in total disarray, shattered by the dark energy. Without three to five days of rest, it would be very difficult to recuperate.
In this meeting hall, if there was any kind of intense collision, there was a chance that Lin Ming would be sucked into chaos and perish afterwards. This was why the Skyrend Godlord opposed Lin Ming entering the meeting room at first.
This is a weak sadness and mercy.
“I must succeed Empyrean Primordius' last wish and reclaim the Grandmist Spirit bead. I must reach the pinnacle of martial arts and inherit the will of the Empyrean Divine Seal, leading the human race to pass through this great calamity. But right now, I am weak to the point of embarrassment. Even the aftermath of any attack here could destroy me, so what else can I talk about? ”
Lin Ming clenched his hands so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh.
He has to get stronger, and he has to get stronger faster. Peace between saints and men will last only a thousand years. During this thousand years, he if could not grow strong enough, what qualifications would he have to say that he would achieve the dreams and hopes of those who came before him?
"Lin Ming, are you okay ?!"
Empyrean Vast Universe gloomily said as he protected Lin Ming behind him. The situation of Empyrean Vast Universe was not very good at the moment. After frontally colliding with the strength of the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign, although he was unharmed, he was left in a depressed state.
Empyrean Vast Universe angrily glared at the Good Fortune Saint Son. This was a meeting for negotiation, yet he had attacked with a killing move without even giving a warning, all to eliminate Lin Ming.
"You are a blind and reckless savage beast, to think you would dare to kill others during the negotiation! Our human race will never tolerate someone like you! "
Empyrean Vast Universe exploded into a great rage, immediately raising the matter to the level of his entire race. This caused the atmosphere in the meeting hall to become even more tense!
"Haha!" The Good Fortune Saint Son laughed recklessly. "What did you just call me? What gives you the right to speak to me like that? You are absolutely nothing! In 10 million years of life, you have only managed to become a mid-ranked Empyrean, and in the future, this is what you will do! In my eyes, you are nothing but trash! Thousands of years from now, you will truly be an animal to me. If I wanted to kill you, then it would be no different from slaughtering a chicken! It won't give me any strength at all! "
"What are you saying !?" Empyrean Vast Universe raging. His entire body swelled with blood energy as he approached the point of launching an attack.
The Good Fortune Saint Son did not think much of it. He sneered, “Are you too stupid to understand what I just said? If you have the courage then we can engage in a life or death battle 300 years from now! Do you dare? "
The words of the Good Fortune Saint Son were aggressive and arrogant. Empyrean Vast Universe stiffened and all the blood in his body seemed to be rushing into his face.
He certainly remembered that at the beginning of this negotiation, the Fire God had also been in conflict with the Good Fortune Saint Son. The Good Fortune Saint Son had proposed a death match several hundred years later, and the Fire God had almost agreed. However, he had been stopped by Empyrean Divine Dream.
If Empyrean Divine Dream had done so, it was because he believed that several hundred years from now, the Fire God would not be a match for the Saint Saint Fortune Son!
And, Empyrean Vast Universe had a high level of confidence towards Empyrean Divine Dream's assessment.
If he agreed, then there was an 80-90% chance he would die in battle.
But if he disagrees and chooses to step down, then in a sharp and tense atmosphere where his actions concern his own personal dignity as well as the glory of mankind, he said, he will weaken the momentum of mankind and also humiliate himself. .
Humans have courage and they also try to live with dignity. This was especially true for those who had reached the level of an Empyrean!
At this moment, Empyrean Divine Dream and the others were focused on facing the four Protectors. Empyrean Vast Universe gnashed his teeth, almost agreeing to this battle!
But at this moment, Lin Ming raised the Phoenix Blood Spear and stepped forward until he stood in front of Empyrean Vast Universe.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and said, "Senior Vast Universe, if it will be a hundred year duel, then let this junior to participate!"
Lin Ming's tone was relaxed, as if this battle was no problem for him
"mm?" Empyrean Vast Universe was stunned. He did not respond immediately.
Lin Ming looked at the Good Fortune Saint Son and pointed the Phoenix Blood Spear straight at him. At the tip of the spear, a cold light shone, blinding the eyes. “What if you and I duel? I don't even need 300 years .. a hundred years is fine. In a hundred years, let's fight to the death. Do you dare to follow me? "
Lin Ming grinned as he spoke, revealing blood-stained white teeth.
This caused everyone to be surprised.
Lin Ming wanted to fight with the Good Fortune Saint Son in a hundred years?
For a time, even the confrontation between Empyreans seemed to subside.
There was no one here who doubted Lin Ming's talent. But in the eyes of many here, a Divine Sea martial artist fighting a heavenly God master was much easier than a God God teacher fighting a World King.
In other words, Lin Ming was inferior to the Good Fortune Saint Son. And, the Good Fortune Saint Son also possessed the Grandmist Spirit Bead, a heavenly tool with supreme power to help support his training. In addition, there was also the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign, a True Divinity powerhouse that devoted all sorts of resources and inheritances to the Child Fortune Saint without limits.
Such a character only surpassed others. There was never a time when someone else had surpassed him.
And Lin Ming really wanted to fight with him in a hundred years. To overtake the Good Fortune Saint Son in a mere century, what kind of daring courage was that!
"Lin Ming's! Don't be rash! ”Empyrean Vast Universe hastily said. He knew that Lin Ming was stepping forward for him. Lin Ming was not someone who liked to owe anyone a favor. When Empyrean Vast Universe had blocked that strike for Lin Ming now, and now Lin Ming accepted this challenge for Empyrean Vast Universe.
Help for help.
“You want a duel with me in a hundred years? Ahaha! ”That Child of Good Luck wildly chuckled, his eyes flashing with disdain. “I admit that you are talented. To be in second place in the First Martial Meeting of humans can be considered decent, but what a pity, compared to me, you are still far from perfect! If our cultivation is exchanged now and you were in the heavenly God realm ago when I was in the early Saint Transformation realm, you might have a chance of winning. But unfortunately, that's not the reality at all. My cultivation exceeds the great limit and is half higher than yours! Let alone 100 years, even 1000 years or 10,000 years from now, you will never surpass me! Instead, the difference between you and me will only continue to grow bigger! "
Between Lin Ming and the Son of Fortune Saint, one was at the early heavenly Transformation realm, and the other was at the late Saint Lord realm, equal to the late human God realm. The difference in this cultivation was simply too great. For a normal genius, it would be extremely difficult to rise from the early heavenly Transformation realm to the late heavenly God realm in a hundred years, he said, especially in a situation where Lin Ming had to overtake the Good Fortune Saint Son when he was there!
A hundred years from now, there was a possibility that the Son of Fortune Saint would reach the realm of Sacred Gods and would even trace the threshold of the World King realm. At that time, his strength would not be too far from the strength of an Empyrean.
The difficulty of this feat could be imagined!
“That boy is crazy! He actually wanted to duel my Saint Son race in a hundred years, as if he wanted to die! ”A Empyrean saint coldly sneered.
"Hehe, did he think that the Good Fortune Saint Son was casually chosen out of nowhere? The Holy Child is the next Sovereign Saint appointed for my people. Since birth, he has gathered the destiny of my holy race to him. With destiny backing him up, how could he possibly be unlucky! ”
“Yes, my Saint Son race has entered countless life or death situations, and not only has he not died but he has obtained countless treasures. Now, he had even brought the Grandmist Spirit Bead with him. In terms of coincidences, no ordinary human could compare to him. And in terms of inheritance, he's number one in the world! As for resources, there was no need to mention it. And, for his natural martial talent, he had the bloodline of the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign as well as the Saint Heavenly Demon Princess. From birth he had been immersed in a bath of heavenly materials, and there were even embryos of the essence of the God Beast fused into his body; his foundation and bones were far superior to the others. In the future he will definitely become a True Divinity level character! ”
“Haha, how could this stupid boy know all this? Did he think he was invincible just because he earned second place at the silly little Heavenly Martial Realm human gathering ?! ”
When the Empyrean saints spoke, they did not bother to hide their words with a true essence sound transmission, instead choosing to frankly speak in front of the Empyrean humans. With every word that fell into the ears of a human Empyrean, their skin became much worse.
The Good Fortune Saint Son had the bloodline of the Good Fortune Saint Sovereign as well as the Saint Heavenly Demon Princess. There was also the great destiny of his entire race supporting him, and fusing within his body was the essence embryo of a Beast God. There was no need to mention the various inheritances and resources he enjoyed.
How could such a character appear? What does it mean to be the next Saint Sovereign appointed to the saint race? Does this mean that in every generation of saints, there will always be someone who appears at the level of a Saint Sovereign?
Even those who believed in Lin Ming's potential, such as Empyrean Divine Dream and Empyrean Vast Universe, felt that Lin Ming was too careless at the moment.
"Lin Ming ..." Empyrean Divine Dream took a deep breath. “Why are you dueling in a hundred years? I know that you have a shocking grand secret that you are hiding, but it is impossible for it to surpass the Grandmist Spirit Bead. In terms of lucky chances, I'm afraid you're also losing to the Good Fortune Saint Son. Moreover, this Good Fortune Son had a great destiny swirling around him. If you want to fight on a predetermined date with him, I will not oppose you, because in the future, you and him are destined to fight sooner or later. But, to set a date a hundred years from now was too fast! ”
Lin Ming thought for a moment. Before he put forward this hundred year's date, he had no idea that the Son of Fortune Saint would be so lucky. Even so, he had no regrets at all. “I thank Senior Divine Dream for her advice, but this junior has set a date of a hundred years. Not because I was arrogant, but because I wanted to put enough pressure on myself. Any temporary peace between the saints and us humans will last no more than a thousand years; perhaps even shorter than that. When the real great calamity finally erupted and I still did not possess the power of the Half True Divinity, what was the point of thinking that I could do anything to help humanity against this tribulation? "
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