The King of the Gods
Chapter 192: A group of retards
According to what Zhao Feng knew, only Bei Moi was lucky and he had received the 'Inheritance Treasure', golden/green armor.
"Heritage does not require high cultivation, but the word 'inheritance' means only a small number of people can use it." Li Fuji added.
Zhao Feng understood what he meant. For example, the Yin Shadow Cloak required the strength of its bloodline. If he didn't have the bloodline power, he wouldn't even be able to open it.
Without reaching certain requirements, even those in the True Spirit Realm would not have much use for Inheritance treasures.
Afterwards, Li Fuji told Zhao Feng how to repair the Yin Shadow Cloak.
“To repair this robe, you need Grandmaster Blacksmith and blacksmith should at least be at the True Spirit Realm. There are also some vital resources that are almost extinct on this continent. I can give most of them to you, but the required points are higher than usual. ” Li Fuji says.
"How much?" Zhao Feng asked.
“Answering your inquiry costs 200, and the resources cost 500, so the total is 700.” The glowing man replied.
"OK, swap!" Zhao Feng agreed without hesitation.
A legacy treasure, especially one with invisibility abilities, was far more valuable to him than a Spiritual weapon. One had to know that a normal Spiritual grade weapon only cost 500, but there was no point for Zhao Feng other than giving it to the Clan and receiving some other items in return.
"You still have 1670."
“I will exchange it for a Low-grade Spiritual weapon, 2 Spiritual grade skills, 4 peak Mortal grade skills, 8 High grade Mortal skills ..”
Zhao Feng expressionlessly summoned various items.
Most of them were skills and the only Spiritual grade weapon was to attract all the attention.
All of these skills contain a special scene within them, from which enlightenment can be obtained.
Zhao Feng opened his left eye and he copied all the skills into the dimension of his left eye. Therefore, he would not feel sad when he gave all the skills to the Clan.
The Broken Moon Clan.
Forty-eight days had passed since the trial began and most of the participants had been out within a month. Ever since Bei Moi beat the thousand-year record, things had calmed down. Five people in the True Spirit Realm sat outside the Floating Peak Palace.
Over the past few days, a storm had appeared within the Clan. The participants of this generation all increased significantly in strength. The biggest change of all was the position of the Core disciple. Over the past few days, the rank of Core disciples had changed dramatically.
First, Yang Gan had broken through to the 6th Sky and he took the title of Head disciple.
The original Head Disciple had exceeded the age limit of 30 and he was no longer a disciple. After all, the Clan would not continue to raise the younger generation. Once they reached a certain age, they would perform tasks for the Clan.
However, Yang Gan did not wait until the original Head disciple left. He had defeated the latter, who was in the 6th Sky, in a fight.
Besides Yang Gan, Bei Moi, Quan Chen, Ran Xiaoyuan and co. all had performed well.
This was especially the case for Bei Moi. Apparently, he had received a mysterious inheritance in the trial and when he came out, his cultivation was at the peak of the 4th Sky.
Three days ago.
Bei Moi had defeated Chen Xingrui, who was originally ranked 2nd! In this fight, Bei Moi showed his dominance and defeated a Core disciple in the 5th Sky. Moreover, Quan Chen and Ran Xiaoyuan had become 5th and 6th Core disciples respectively.
Even Lin Fan and Liu Yue'er had both reached the peak of the 3rd Sky and they had the ability to challenge Core disciples. But now, they were waiting for the right moment.
Although the position of a Core disciple would always change slightly after the trial, it was still rare to see so many places of a Core disciple change.
Furthermore, Zhao Feng, the madman who occupied the first position and trained in the 'Lightning Wind Palm', was still not out yet.
It was conceivable that the ten positions of Core disciples would change even more in the coming months. Everything fell into the eyes of the high authority of the Clan.
The Elders and Clan Masters were all delighted that the competition within the inner disciples was so fierce. This will encourage the entire younger generation.
The Floating Peak Palace Entrance.
Clan Master and Elders could see a fight between the disciples in the Middle Division below.
"The Floating Crest trial this time might push the Broken Moon Clan to a whole new level." A colorful light flashed in the eyes of Clan Masters.
The Elders all nodded their heads and they placed high hopes on their disciples.
“For the past thousand years, my Broken Moon Clan has always been the last or second last place in the Thirteen Clans Alliance Event. The Alliance competition will start within half a year and I hope these disciples will show their skills on that bigger stage.” The Broken Moon Clan Master might be a woman but her words were filled with fighting intent.
“Jenius is indeed like a cloud in the Alliance Event. This was an opportunity to increase their knowledge, but before that, the 'Three Clan Party' with the Silver Moon Clan and Ling Moon Clan approached.” The First Elder smiled faintly.
After mentioning the 'Three Clans Party', the other Elders expression changed slightly. It is clear that they consider it important.
The Three Clans Feast was between the Ling Moon Clan, the Silver Moon Clan, and the Broken Moon Clan.
If one was careful, they could tell that these three Clans had a 'moon' in their name. A long time ago, these three Clans were from the same Sect but for different reasons, the Sect split into three Clans that were each Ling Moon Clan, and each of them was a Ling Moon Clan, The Silver Moon Clan and the Broken Moon Clan.
Until now, the three Clans still remained in contact and they were neighbors to each other. Time and time again, they had fought a joint alliance to deal with a stronger enemy. Of course, while they were in the same alliance, the three Clans still had competition between them.
Every five years, there would be a 'Three Clan Party' and this was the time when they would fight.
“Klan Ling Moon sent an invitation half a month ago saying that the Three Clans Party will be held one month from now. This time, we will give them a surprise.” The Clan Master said confidently.
When the Three Clans Party was mentioned, both the Clan Master and the First Elder would furrow eyebrows. This was because the other two Clans were ranked 4th and 7th in the 13 Clans respectively, meaning that they were not only stronger than the Broken Moon Clan.
The Broken Moon Clan would be the last at all times and the Clan Master and Elders would feel embarrassed and depressed.
"I hope this time, we'll reverse the losses or I won't have the face to meet those old bastards." The Elders exchanged looks and smiled.
Just as the Elders were dreaming.
Whong!
A light lit up at the entrance of the Floating Peak Palace.
A blue-haired young man appeared.
Zhao Feng sighed with a pale face. He had copied all the skills, expending a lot of energy.
The sudden appearance of the figure made the five people in the True Spirit Realm return from a daze.
When the light fades.
Zhao Feng found five pairs of eyes were staring at him.
“The evil youngest, you're finally out! Kneel down and confess your sins!” Elder Xue released a pent-up anger in his heart.
"Zhao Feng, do you know your mistake !?" Hai Yun Master exclaimed coldly in his eyes.
Grandma Liuyue also furrowed her brows and she also did not have a good impression of Zhao Feng.
The Aura True Spirit Realm made Zhao Feng difficult to breathe.
Right at this moment.
The explosion…
The Floating Peak Palace suddenly shook and the lightning around it faded by more than half. A powerful lightning arc then swept across everyone.
"The Floating Peak Palace has been closed." The First Elder exclaimed as he grabbed Zhao Feng and landed in the Middle Division below.
Qiu Qiu Qiu - - - -
The Clan Master and the other Elders all landed on the ground. The movement of the Floating Peak Palace attracted the attention of many Clan members.
"Has that guy been out?"
“Hmph! The boy named Zhao, wait to face everyone's anger! ”
Yang Gan, Bei Moi, Quan Chen and co. all had different reactions.
Inside the dim hall within the Clan.
“The trial has ended. The boy will not be able to escape the punishment of the Klan.”
A cold voice sounded in the hall.
In a short time, the entire Clan had been disrupted.
Many figures went to the Central Division.
Quan Chen, Lu Hu, Sun Yuanhao and co. all called to punish Zhao Feng.
“Zhao Feng! You evil bastard! You tricked me and stole my spoils of war ... "
Quan Chen's face was very dim and it seemed like the first one wanted to tear Zhao Feng to shreds.
“Zhao Feng, how dare you kick me into the abyss of the trial? My master is a Regulatory Elder, he will not forgive you!” Lu Hu howled.
If not for there being Elders present, he might have already attacked and fought with Zhao Feng.
“Wuwu! I can't believe you're that kind of person! One only had one chance to enter the Floating Crest Trial in their life. If you don't kick me into the abyss, maybe I'll be the same as Brother Bei and receive some sort of Inheritance.” Baby Sun Yuanhao's face was filled with purity.
“Hmph! I can't believe there's such a person in our Clan!”
Some of the female disciples were unwilling to sympathize.
Mia miao!
A small gray cat the size of a palm leaped onto Zhao Feng's shoulder and stared at the crowd with his black jeweled eyes.
What a funny cat!
The eyes of some of the girl students sparkled.
"That cat tricked me!" Bei Moi instantly became furious upon seeing the thief's little cat.
At this point in time, everything was in chaos as the crowd all asked Zhao Feng to be punished.
Zhao Feng's brows furrowed - these people all cursed at him.
Being a top trial participant, would he just stand there?
"Tard group!" ZHao Feng coldly exclaimed as loud as thunder.
What's up!?
The expressions of the disciples became dazed. They would never have thought that this person would be so arrogant in public.
“Do not use any excuse to cover your helplessness. If you have the power, the first place is not me.” Zhao Feng said arrogantly as he scanned the crowd with sharp eyes.
He thought coldly in his heart: “From ancient times to the present, only the victors write history.
Who came first?
Me!
You're not a clown!
“You you..”.
The disciples all fell silent.