The reason why people chose to watch this battle was because the name of the God of Wealth was too loud in this battle before the gods. It was a rare thing that three of the disciples of one god reached the top sixteen.
Another reason is why Zhuo Dong came. This talented young man from Wuwei Dao Palace has already gained a world-famous reputation.
Except within the Great Qin Empire, the power of Wuwei Taoist Palace can only be hidden in the dark. In the other six empires, the power of Wuwei Taoist Palace is so powerful that it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the largest sect in the universe.
Zhuo Donglai's name is also very eye-catching, and he is the idol in the hearts of many passionate young people.
"Second brother, who do you think will win this battle?" Yan Dan and Yan Beifei watched the battle together.
Yan Beifei's injuries had not yet healed, and his face was slightly pale. He sat on the floor in front of the temple, looked at the light curtain in front of the god, and said without hesitation: "Gold coins."
Yan Dan nodded and said nothing more. Looking at his expression, Yan Beifei knew that he didn't think so.
"Your Highness, Zhuo Donglai is also a genius, but if I work hard, even if I can't win him, I can still make him pay some price. But Jin Coin makes me feel desperate. He is not on the same level at all." Yan Bei The reason why Fei emphasizes this point is because he is afraid that Yan Dan will still be careless when facing gold coins.
Yan Dan said: "The realm level of gold coins may indeed be very strong, but if you can defeat ten levels with one force, Zhuo Donglai is a god-given man, and he has the Zixia Fairy Clothes gene passed down by Wuwei Dao Ancestor. I'm afraid the gold coins may not be able to get benefits." .”
"The Zixia Immortal Clothes are indeed powerful and invincible, but does Zhuo Donglai dare to use them in the battle before the gods?" Yan Beifei said in astonishment.
Yan Dan smiled: "If he doesn't use it, someone will let him use it."
"What does the prince know?" Yan Beifei heard the meaning of Yan Dan's words.
Yan Dan picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then said with a smile: "When the head of Tianzong accepted Zhuo Donglai, he really regarded Zhuo Donglai as his own son and taught him as much as he could. He treated him as the future of Tianzong. Cultivated by the Sect Master. Apart from his own talent and hard work, Zhuo Donglai’s achievements today are mostly due to the Sect Master of Tianzong.”
"What does this have to do with whether Zhuo Donglai can use Zixia Immortal Clothes?" Yan Beifei asked.
Yan Dan sighed softly: "The saddest thing in the world is the old age of a hero. When a person gets old, he thinks too much. The hero's spirit has been worn away by the years, leaving only a few favors and calculations. Master Tianzong It’s okay to be old, but it happened that he had a son when he was old, and he gave birth to a son when he was about to die.”
Yan Beifei understood immediately: "When he has a son, he naturally hopes that his son can inherit the position of the head of the Tianzong. But with Zhuo Donglai in the Tianzong, even his biological son cannot compete with Zhuo Donglai, so …”
Yan Dan smiled and said: "That's right. In the past two years, the relationship between the Tianzong leader and Zhuo Donglai has not been good. Even outsiders like us can see clearly that Zhuo Donglai and the Tianzong leader are bound to be injured."
"In this way, if the sect leader had any ideas that day, Zhuo Dong might use Zixia Immortal Clothes when he comes." Yan Beifei now fully understood.
While the two were talking, they saw a figure rushing into the starry sky battlefield. It was the world-famous young genius Zhuo Donglai.
Zhuo Donglai was dressed in white today and his hair was as long as a waterfall. He did not merge with the gene species. He just sat on the back of a white crane and slowly flew into the starry sky battlefield.
"He has become more terrifying than a year ago. When I saw him a year ago, I could still see the three-point difference, but now I can't even see one point clearly. He is only less than twenty years old. Right? Zhuo Donglai is the only one in this world who is worthy of being a truly talented person." Yan Beifei said with a straight face.
"Now, second brother, who do you think will win this battle?" Yan Dan asked with a smile.
Yan Beifei hesitated for a moment, then said: "Gold coins."
Yan Dan looked at Yan Beifei in surprise: "Do you think gold coins can defeat Zixia Fairy Clothes?"
Yan Beifei shook his head, with a bitter look on his face: "Maybe I have a psychological shadow. Zhuo Donglai and Zixia Xianyi are indeed strong, but I always feel that gold coins can't defeat them."
Yan Dan looked thoughtful. He knew very well how strong Yan Beifei's will was. Even Yan Beifei was so afraid of the gold coin that he even had a psychological shadow. This shows that the gold coin is indeed extraordinary and must be treated with caution.
At this time, another figure flashed in the starry sky battlefield, and a figure shrouded in blood flames entered the starry sky, looking at Zhuo Donglai who was riding on the back of the white crane from a distance.
"It's finally here." King Tianyuan had already guessed that the gold coin was Han Sen, so he was very interested in this battle and wanted to know Han Sen's true strength.
Lokid was also watching this battle, and he also wanted to know how strong the God of Wealth behind Han Sen was.
Everyone who was paying attention to this battle involuntarily straightened up slightly, staring at the light curtain in front of the god, waiting for the battle between the two terrifying powerhouses to begin.
Han Sen looked at Zhuo Donglai across from him with a slightly strange expression.
He had been guessing whether Zhuo Donglai was the reincarnation of Zhuo Donglai from the alliance, but now that he saw him face to face, he wanted to overturn his guess.
Zhuo Donglai from the alliance looks like an old man and has a goatee. Although he is not ugly, he is definitely not handsome in the same sense.
This Zhuo Donglai has a jade face, black hair, eyes like paint, and a slender and tall figure. Even though he is just sitting there, he still has a demeanor that is difficult for ordinary people to match.
Just in terms of appearance, I don't know how far away from that old man he is.
Zhuo Donglai was also looking at Han Sen. He had no intention of taking action and just asked casually: "Besides sword skills, what else are you good at?"
"I know a little bit of everything, but I'm not very good at it." Han Sen replied.
"That's enough. I'm obsessed with swordsmanship recently. Are you interested?" Zhuo Donglai said with a smile.
"I know a little bit about swordsmanship, so I can help you a bit." Han Sen looked at Zhuo Donglai with interest, feeling that this person was very interesting.
"That's very good. I have been learning swordsmanship for a year and only learned one sword technique. Please tell me how I use this move, Zi Qidong Lai." Zhuo Donglai stood up, stood on the back of the white crane, and raised his left middle finger Put your index finger together and make a sword-fighting stance.
Zhuo Donglai has not merged with the gene species, but there is purple energy rising from his body, just like the dawn of the eastern glow, and a little purple glow condenses on his fingertips.
At that moment, the eyes of all the spectators were involuntarily attracted to the point of purple cloud on his fingertips. It felt as if there was only that point of purple cloud left in the entire sky, earth and starry sky, and there was no room for anything else in their eyes.
"One Yuan Sword Intention!" An old man in Wuwei Dao Palace cried out in horror.
