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Chapter 89 Angel phantom, let your lord come to me!

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The martial arts arena was silent.

Nie Niannian was a little stunned. God was the one chosen by the Lord, and he spoke as if he was about to ascend to heaven.

Even Gu Chenggang couldn't help but be startled. The sudden change made him think of something, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.

Also looking unhappy were Luo Qian, the dean of the Nanjing Martial Arts Academy, Hu Lianshan, the director of academic affairs, and others. Does the Holy See want to poach someone? This exchange student is a little too bold.

Tipo did not take it seriously. He crossed himself devoutly on his chest and said solemnly: "Omniscient and almighty Creator God, your believers have found a savior. He will drive away the darkness and spread the glory of God throughout the world."

Savior?

The corner of Nie Niannian's mouth twitched, and it sounded so fantasy. This kind of ancient cliché plot was actually performed on him today, and he suddenly felt a bloody feeling.

And for some reason, he always felt a fever in his spine, and he felt an unreasonable dislike for this exchange student from the Holy See Martial Academy.

"Young people in the West, this is not the place for you to preach." Hu Lianshan couldn't help but said coldly.

"Yes, we don't believe in God or the savior."

"A martial arts competition is just a martial arts competition. What nonsense!"

"Your Lord is really all-knowing and all-powerful, why doesn't he go and level the ruins battlefield?"

Many students of the Nanjing Martial Arts Academy disdain that although the knights of the Holy See are famous all over the world and the martial arts given by God are powerful, this is the land of dragons, where Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism are prosperous, and the spread of Western religion to the East has always been difficult, with little success.

Not only the Nanjing Martial Arts Academy, but also the Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy, many students have ugly faces. Although their intentions are not pure, it now seems that they have clearly deviated from the direction.

Tippo was not angry, since he had found someone who could not be taken away by the Holy See. He smiled, looked at Nie Niannian, and continued: "Nie from the East, you don't understand the Lord's divine power, but when you come to the Holy See,

city, you will know that the Lord’s light is everywhere and He will guide mankind towards the light.”

"I don't want to know who your master is," Nie Niannian said coldly, "I'm not interested in being a savior. This is a martial arts competition, not a missionary."

Tippo shook his head and said: "Compared with the Lord, fighting is not important. Belief is free, isn't it? The international community recognizes that everyone has freedom of belief. If you don't believe it now, it doesn't mean you won't believe it in the future."

"Tipo!"

At this time, even Gu Chenggang couldn't help it. The vice president of the Zhejiang Martial Arts Academy said in a deep voice: "Please respect the exchanges between the two academies. If you want to preach in our country, you need to go through registration and approval before you can do it on specific occasions."

of."

He chuckled softly, his blue pupils sparkling, and said: "Dear Dean Gu, you should also know that according to the agreement between the Holy See and the various countries, you can have one hundred places every year, and you have the power to control the various countries.

We are recruiting preparatory believers with certain attributes. I believe that the performance of our Lord’s believers from various countries on the ruins battlefield in recent years should not disappoint everyone.”

Gu Chenggang changed his color slightly. Indeed, this is an agreement between the Holy See and various countries. In recent years, the believers from various countries who have been trained by the Holy See have indeed shown extraordinary combat power in the ruins battlefield and eliminated a large number of dark creatures.

, and generally speaking, if there is no special reason, this kind of recruitment cannot be refused, and it is not subject to personal will.

Not only Gu Chenggang, but also many professors, guest lecturers, and even Dean of Academic Affairs Hu Lianshan and Dean Luo Qian of the Nanjing Martial Arts Academy all changed their expressions. Although the martial arts conferred by the Holy See are famous all over the world, this kind of recruitment is because of the East and West

The common cultural and belief differences are not favored by all countries, but because of the ruins and battlefields involved, as well as some unclear interests, all countries have acquiesced in the existence of this limited recruitment.

No way!

Some students who didn't know very well could probably guess from the changes in the expressions of their instructors and other senior officials in the martial arts academy that the exchange student from the Holy See's martial arts academy was probably telling the truth.

Me @#¥%

On the martial arts field, Nie Niannian felt like he had a stomachache and liver pain. Why the hell couldn't he refuse? Damn the Holy See, damn the savior, I'm just a little salted fish, okay? I never thought about saving the world, okay?

, if I can do it in the future, I will work hard for my temperament, but never in this way.

"I refuse!" Nie Niannian said with an evil look, "You have found the wrong person. I have no faith and I will not be the believer you are looking for."

"It's not unimportant now. You will eventually be bathed in the glory of the Lord and be proud of it." Dipo said seriously.

boom!

What responded to him was Nie Niannian's fist. He couldn't help it anymore and wanted to beat this magic stick to death. Who the hell wants to believe in an inexplicable Lord? He is the descendant of the dragon born under the red flag, okay? Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism

If you haven’t worshiped before, it’s no big deal to go to the West to worship God.

The heat in his spine continued, and the blood in Nie Niannian's fists gushed out, like red clouds. At this moment, his energy was extremely strong, and his whole body seemed to be ignited. As if with divine help, the eight-step Bengquan broke through the air, and even made a sound like

The actual sound of ocean waves.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Di Po's eyes darkened, and his divine shield palm cut off the path of the fist. The milky white light inner energy in his palm condensed into a copper wall. Although it was continuously torn open by the blood energy on Nie Niannian's fist, a thicker inner energy soon came out and repaired it.

gap.

The two of them fought fast, and the two figures on the martial arts field kept flashing like ghosts. Many instructors were watching intently. This was definitely a fight at the level of great martial artists, but compared to Na Dipo, Nie Niannian

The blood energy was so strong that it spilled out of his body. It was hard to imagine how his flesh and blood body could hold up.

"Nie from the East, it seems necessary for you to realize the real gap between you and me!"

Even during the fight, Nadipo remained calm and calm, spoke calmly, and showed enough ease.

"God shines on the world!"

With gorgeous blond hair, Dipo let out a long groan, and the air behind him twisted, and an illusory figure appeared faintly. Under the milky white light, there was a divine ring hanging above his head. It turned out to be...

"Angel!"

Almost everyone in the martial arts hall looked shocked, including the guest lecturers, dean Luo Qian, etc., who were also moved. If you want to exert the true power of the legendary god-given martial arts, you must be a devout believer.

Only by being bathed in holy light can this kind of holy angel phantom be manifested.

At this moment, after Nadi's body was broken, the phantom of the holy angel was seen wearing pure white armor, ten meters tall, holding a sword of light in his hand, two pairs of snow-white sacred wings, and his golden eyes were cold and ruthless, as if looking down from heaven.

The human world.

call out!

Immediately, Na Dipo's figure flashed and disappeared. Many instructors' eyes were blurred, and the air was torn, making a sharp whistling sound.

not good!

Nie Niannian's mind was shaken, and he only had time to put his arms across his chest, as if he was hit by a big hammer, his whole body flew out like a meteor, and landed seventy meters away.

All the muscles and bones in his body were almost falling apart, and all his energy and blood were flowing wildly. He was shattered by this blow, and it was difficult to reunite in a short time.

Staggering to his feet, Nie Niannian felt that his arms were splitting apart. They hardly seemed like his own. He almost lost consciousness. The power of the palm just now was so indestructible that not even many great martial artists could do it.

compare to.

Look at Na Dipo again. At this moment, the angel shadow behind him is sacred and majestic. His blond hair dances lightly, gorgeous and crystal clear. His platinum battle clothes are stained by the bright inner energy. He is like a divine envoy coming to the world, with his hands behind his back, and he can see dozens of meters away.

Nie Niannian, who was outside, said calmly with a kind of scrutiny and overlooking: "Foolish people, the Lord's divine power is beyond your imagination. He can give you half an hour to say goodbye to your loved ones. The Lord is not a ruthless God.

"

Damn it!

Many students and instructors were filled with anger, but the angel's shadow was too terrifying. The two pairs of sacred wings spread out, and the light rain poured out. The invisible majestic energy actually oppressed them to the point where it was difficult to speak, even some martial arts masters.

The professor also looked like a thorn in his back, showing deep fear.

"I won't go with you." Nie Niannian stood staggeringly and said firmly.

"Before the Lord, you have no right to choose."

Tippo said calmly. He was enveloped by the angel's shadow and looked expressionless, as if he was looking down on the world from the perspective of God.

Luo Qian frowned, and was about to say something when he heard a calmer and indifferent voice resounding in the martial arts hall, clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"He will not follow you. If you want someone, let your Lord come to me." (Genuine subscription is the greatest support for Shibu! Please give me a monthly vote and a recommendation vote.)


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