Martial World's
1760 - The War of Words
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The Good Fortune Saint Son and Lin Ming stood in sharp contention, immediately attracting the attention of everyone present.
In the past during the negotiations of humans and saints, Lin Ming and the Good Fortune Saint Son had agreed to a life or death duel in 100 years. This had caused a great stir within the entire heavenly Realm. It can be said that there is no one who does not know this.
Now when the Good Fortune Saint Son mentioned it, everyone naturally knew what he was talking about.
Everyone looked towards Lin Ming, waiting to see how he would respond. Empyrean Divine Dream furrowed her brows. He sent a voice transmission, “Lin Ming, don't be lured by it. If he mocks you, it's proof that he's worried about you. Your talent is something that the Saints fear, they will do everything in their power to immediately exterminate you! ”
The Good Fortune Saint Son character is well known to everyone. He believed that he was unmatched by all that was under heaven and above earth.
But for him to reach this step also meant that he was not an idiot. It was because he felt that Lin Ming would be a disaster in the future that he was targeting.
He wanted to take advantage of the reward when Lin Ming was small and weak to cut Lin Ming off.
To a martial artist, excellence through age was very clear when they were young. When everyone is a hundred years old, even a 10-year difference is a big difference.
But when one was several thousand years old, tens of thousands of years old, or even millions of years old, the difference of a few hundred years was no more than a floating cloud.
Lin Ming sat quietly in his chair, his hand holding a teacup. Towards the Good Fortune Saint Son's provocation, he simply sneered.
“60 Years ago when you and I agreed to a duel, at that time you were at the pinnacle of the Saint Lord kingdom, just steps away from entering the Holy God kingdom. Then, you can reject the World King! However, I am only at the middle heavenly Transformation realm, and the difference in strength between us is simply too great. Now 60 years have passed and you are in the middle realm of the Sacred Gods while I have risen with a half great boundary, becoming a half-step Sacred Lord. The difference in our cultivation is becoming smaller and smaller. After 40 years have passed, what do you think will happen then? Who gave you the confidence to believe that you would beat me? "
Lin Ming's voice was calm and stable. When some martial artists listened to him, they immediately examined his inner world. And, just as Lin Ming had said, he was indeed a half-step Sacred Lord!
Through Lin Ming's adventures on the Asura Road, his cultivation had increased by half a great limit. This cultivation speed was truly a monstrous genius!
40 Years from now, it was possible that Lin Ming could step into the middle of the Holy Kingdom!
If so, then the difference with the Good Fortune Saint Son would be even less.
However, the Good Fortune Saint Son laughed when he heard Lin Ming's words. "that's ridiculous! Who cares if your cultivation is increasing by leaps and bounds? You go to the Asura Road, get some lucky chances, and thus your cultivation develops astronomically in no time. You still have a long period in the future where you have to consolidate your foundation. Do you think you will actually enter the God Realm in the near future? You overestimate yourself!
“Currently you still have some differences from my limit of 60 years ago. Not only that, but in these 60 years my strength has made great progress. I chose not to focus on improving my cultivation too quickly but concentrate on learning my cultivation method. Now, my understanding in my cultivation method has made a qualitative leap upwards and this leap is not something that a frog at a well like you can understand! ”
When the Good Fortune Saint Son mentioned his cultivation method, the martial artists present suddenly recalled the rumors.
It was ... that the Good Fortune Saint Son had developed the Good Fortune Divine Art to the fifth level!
And this Good Fortune Divine Art was a True Divinity level cultivation method. Compared to the Heavenly Dream Laws of that Dream, it was an entire level higher!
Once he cultivated this technique, it would naturally be extremely powerful!
"It is said that once one reaches the fifth level of the Good Fortune Divine Art, one has the power to summon and move the power of good fortune!"
Someone who had heard of the Good Fortune Divine Art spoke out loudly.
Someone said, surprised. If things continued like this then it would not be long before the Good Fortune Saint Son was able to defeat an Empyrean.
And once he could fight with an Empyrean then the Saint Fortune Son would truly become the leader of the saints, standing on equal footing with the supreme elders of the older generation!
At that moment, no one could call him someone from the younger generation.
The Good Fortune Saint Son's words made him slowly suppress Lin Ming with a creeping momentum. However, Lin Ming only grinned and indifferently said, "What a coincidence. While you spent the past 60 years to understand cultivation methods, I have also spent the past 60 years to experience cultivation methods. I wonder, among our cultivation methods, which one is weaker? ”
The cultivation method that Lin Ming mentioned was naturally the Asura Sutra!
However, as Lin Ming's words fell into the ears of others, these people felt those words lack energy. Even human martial artists found it rather difficult to listen.
What the Good Fortune Saint Son practiced was a True God level cultivation method.
Just what was Lin Ming's cultivation method?
Before the Good Fortune Saint Son could say anything, his four followers were actually laughing out loud.
“You also practice cultivation methods? Can your cultivation method be compared to the Good Fortune Divine Art? Ha ha! It's too funny, are you an idiot? I really can't stand the shame. ”
These minions were not weak and their cultivation was even one or two small boundaries above the Good Fortune Saint Son. Some were at the late Divine Lord realm and some were at the peak of the Holy God realm. Of course, their foundation could not compare to the Good Fortune Saint Son, and their age was much older than him. They don't have much potential left. Without the heaven-defying chance of great fortune, it would be impossible for them to enter the World King realm.
However, peak Holy Gods were still peak Holy Gods; even if they were servants, they could not be underestimated. Moreover, if they dared to thrust their hands into the conversation between the Good Fortune Saint Son and Lin Ming, it proved that their status was also not low.
Lin Ming glanced at the four followers. They sit not too far away. After the Good Fortune Saint Son sat down, the followers he brought along casually sat near Lin Ming, the White King, Hang Chi, and the others with similar statuses.
Many people have seen them before. Although they were not happy with this, they did not say anything.
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If the Good Fortune Saint Son sat down with the Empyreans, then it could be ignored. But for his henchmen to sit down with the young heroic elites of the human race, the, doesn't that mean the young heroic elites of the human race are on the same level as the status as the minions of the Good Fortune Saint Son?
Lin Ming sneered, “A servant sir, who gave you the right to sit there and pretend to be on par with me? According to the customs of the longevity feast, servants were not allowed to enter the palace. Many of you have to pack up and leave! ”
No one had expected that Lin Ming would be so aggressive with his words. Not only did he call them all servants but he also ordered them to leave!
In the heavenly Realm, peak Holy Gods could be called the ruler of their own land. However, they were humiliated by Lin Ming.
For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded. Heavenly dreams also frowned a little. The way Lin Ming acted seemed as if he did not heed his words carefully at all …
These four people were all furious. Even the nobles still had their pride. If they were scolded like this by Lin Ming today and bore it, they would never be able to raise their heads high in the future.
The four maids instantly stood up, their auras erupting and their killing intent all locking onto Lin Ming!
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