Chapter 316 The strength is called self-confidence (seeking a monthly ticket)
Jihad Platform.
This is a very important place in Ziyun Holy Land.
In the past, the Holy War Platform would not be opened easily. Only at the time of the Holy Meeting would the Holy War Platform be truly opened for the Holy Land monks to compete.
certainly.
There are exceptions to everything.
In addition to the holy meeting competition, there is another situation where the holy war platform can also be opened.
That's when the saints from all peaks challenge each other.
However.
This situation basically rarely occurs.
After all, the saints of the peaks will not take action rashly. If it is not during the holy meeting, even if they win, there will be no practical benefits. At most, it will only increase their reputation.
on the contrary.
If you lose accidentally, it would be a bit embarrassing.
therefore.
The Holy War Platform will not be opened during non-holy meetings.
The reason why the Holy War Platform was opened this time was because the Holy Son of the Divine Peak, Ziyun Saint, openly challenged the Holy Son of the Thirteen Peaks.
As soon as this news came out, the Jihad Platform could be said to be in trouble for the monks.
As early as three days ago, a large number of monks rushed here with a very simple purpose, naturally just to witness this battle with their own eyes.
An old monk looked at the holy war platform in front of him with a look of emotion on his face: "In the past ten thousand years, I have never heard of a saint from one peak who dared to be so flamboyant and openly challenge the saint from the thirteen peaks.
If he wins this battle, then the title of the First Holy Son will be undisputed!"
The First Holy Son!
This is not only a title, but also a supreme honor.
To be able to win this title means that the other party is the most powerful genius of the Ziyun clan today.
at the same time.
The First Holy Son will also likely become the successor of the next Holy Lord. This alone will make other monks flock to him.
Hear the words.
A monk shook his head: "Sage Ziyun is brave enough, but unfortunately courage is not the same as strength. Although he is the Holy Son of the Divine Peak, it is impossible to defeat the Holy Son of the Thirteen Peaks."
Even if it is a round-robin battle, the opponent can win a few battles.
Every monk has his own limits.
If the opponent has the courage to challenge the Holy Son of Thirteen Peaks, he must have some strength. He may have the ability to defeat several Holy Sons of Peaks, but if he can suppress all the Holy Sons of Thirteen Peaks in one go, there is absolutely no chance of success.
As soon as these words came out, some monks around him nodded in agreement.
"Hmph, I, the Holy Son of the Divine Peak, should sweep the rest of the thirteen peaks."
Some Shenfeng disciples sneered repeatedly.
Immediately.
Disciples from other peaks looked at each other coldly: "You're a frog in the well, it's ridiculous for a mere divine peak to want to be the number one peak!"
"Why, are you dissatisfied with our divine peak?"
"So what if you don't accept it?"
"Then let's compete and see who has the bigger fist."
"It's a battle, who's afraid of whom?"
Seeing that the disciples from Shenfeng and other peaks were about to have a head-on conflict, suddenly, a terrifying coercion descended from the void, causing all the disciples to instinctively close their mouths. When they looked up at the sky, their eyes were filled with tears.
A look of awe.
Such pressure.
Only strong men at the level of God Kings can truly possess it.
"That's Elder Ziyun!"
"Hiss, I heard that Elder Ziyun has long been a powerful person in the realm of the Sun and Moon God King, and is expected to leave his name in the list of gods. Seeing such power today is really extraordinary!"
After seeing clearly the appearance of the person coming, many disciples exclaimed in low voices.
Ziyunzheng!
A god-king level expert in the Ziyun clan.
Although the opponent is the Sun and Moon God King, his strength is extremely powerful and he has a great reputation in Ziyun Holy Land and even the entire Ziyun clan.
Zi Yunzheng's appearance was obviously for what happened next.
indeed.
For example, in the battle between the Saint Sons of various peaks, only the God King can control the situation.
After all, those powerful people are already considered the most powerful people below the God King.
If the God King had not come forward, there would have been no possibility of stabilizing the situation if other strong men had come forward.
After Ziyunzheng arrived, he didn't say anything. He just sat down at the referee's table, then closed his eyes and meditated, as if he was wandering in the sky.
It's just that the other disciples present didn't dare to talk loudly at this moment.
Who dares to be presumptuous when the God King is in front of him?
As time went by, more and more monks arrived.
Suddenly.
A powerful aura emitted, and then a strong young man came from the air and landed directly on the holy war platform.
"The Holy Son of Xuanfeng is here!"
When they saw the people on the holy war stage, many disciples' expressions changed, but the disciples belonging to Xuanfeng looked excited.
Holy Son of Xuanfeng!
He is the most powerful person among the younger generation in Xuanfeng.
For many Xuanfeng disciples, the other party is their target to chase.
"The Holy Son of Xuanfeng, Ziyunfang, has met the God King!"
When he saw Zi Yun Zheng sitting on the referee's bench, the aura deliberately exuded by Zi Yun Fang restrained a lot, and then he bowed respectfully.
Even if he is the Holy Son of Yifeng, he must not be rude to the God King.
Ziyun was opening his eyes, his stern gaze fell on the other person, and he nodded slightly: "Yes, if you don't pursue the list of gods, you will be able to become a god king in the next ten years!"
Prove the Divine King within ten years!
As soon as this sentence came out, the whole audience was shocked.
Proving the Divine King is something that many monks pursue throughout their lives, but how many monks can actually achieve this step.
Even among millions of god-level monks, there may not be even one god-king.
this.
It is the difficulty of proving the divine king.
If a god-king speaks in person and is sure that a monk can attain the level of god-king within ten years, then it is almost a certainty that the other person will become a god-king.
For a while.
Many monks looked at Ziyunfang with eyes full of envy.
Even though the other party is the Holy Son of Yifeng, it is inevitable to become a God-King in the future. It may be acknowledged by a God-King personally, which still makes them feel envious.
On the holy war stage, Ziyun looked neither arrogant nor impetuous, and said calmly: "Thank you God King for the praise!"
Proving the divine king has never been his pursuit.
What is a god king?
As long as you are willing, it is not a problem at all to become the God King one day.
What really matters to me is whether it is possible to ascend to the Conferred Gods Platform and leave a name on the Conferred Gods List.
"It seems I came a little early."
Zi Yunfang looked around, but didn't see the figure he wanted to see at all. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be contempt and disdain.
Immediately.
He closed his eyes and wandered into the sky like a purple cloud.
Half a moment.
Another strong man came from the air.
Ziyunfang opened his eyes and saw that the visitor was the Holy Son from another peak. He had no intention of saying hello and closed his eyes again, not wanting to take another look.
Regarding this.
The Holy Son who arrived also had the same indifferent expression, as if Ziyun Fang didn't exist.
time flies.
The Holy Son arrived one after another. Although the scene was silent, the surrounding air was gradually boiling, as if the emotions were about to reach their peak.
"The saint sons of each peak are indeed extraordinary, but judging from the momentum, it makes me feel scared!"
A monk from the Holy Land looked at the figure on the holy war platform with a look of awe.
When the other monks heard this, they all nodded in sympathy.
no way.
The Holy Sons of each peak are considered to be the top powerhouses of the contemporary era, and can already be called the most powerful men below the God King. In Ziyun Holy Land, except for some veteran gods who have the possibility to compete, the others are not opponents at all.
.
Right now.
Endless purple energy floated from the sky, and a young man in purple robes stepped into the void, as if a god had descended, and landed directly in the holy war platform.
"Purple Cloud Saint!"
When he saw the visitor, the Saint's eyes were cold, with a vague murderous intention.
Although the other saints did not speak, their faces were also very ugly.
Shen Changqing looked indifferent. He first looked at Ziyun Zheng on the referee's bench, and simply cupped his fists: "Ziyun Sheng, the son of Shenfeng, has met the God King!"
"No need to be polite."
Ziyun spoke calmly, his golden eyes fell on the other person, but his expression couldn't help but change slightly.
In his perception, he could not see the depth of Shen Changqing at all.
This feeling.
Zi Yunzheng was surprised.
You know, even if the saint sons from other peaks are in front of you, they can't hide it from your own perception. Even if you can't see it completely, there is no problem in seeing some clues.
However.
When he looked at Shen Changqing, he seemed to be looking at an ordinary creature without any cultivation. This feeling really surprised him.
Being the Holy Son of Yifeng, it is natural that he cannot be an ordinary creature.
Thus.
There are only two possibilities.
Either the opponent possesses some powerful means of hiding his aura, or the opponent's realm has reached the limit of his current realm, to a point where he has almost returned to his original state.
Only these two possibilities would make even a god king unable to see any clues.
originally.
Zi Yunzheng didn't think that Shen Changqing could fight against the Holy Son of Thirteen Peaks, but now that he actually saw him, his original opinion was somewhat shaken.
While Ziyun was secretly shocked, Shen Changqing looked at the other saints with a calm expression: "It seems that the saints from the Thirteen Peaks haven't come yet. The other saints haven't come. Could it be that they are scared?"
"Sheng Ziyun, don't be too arrogant!"
Ziyun's face looked cold.
The other party blatantly ignored the other saints present, which was no different from directly slapping himself in the face.
If it hadn't started now, he would have already taken action.
"Arrogant?"
Shen Changqing shook his head slightly: "Things without strength are called arrogance, and those with strength are called confidence. But I don't have anything to do for the time being, so I'll wait until everyone is here."
Finished.
He also ignored the other Holy Sons and stood in the center of the holy war platform with his hands folded, not caring about the other Holy Sons.
When the other saints saw this scene, their eyes could not help but change slightly.
From Shen Changqing's body, they seemed to feel a strong pressure.
That feeling.
This made these saint sons very unhappy.
Not long after Shen Changqing arrived, the remaining saint sons from other peaks also arrived one by one.
When the last Holy Son arrived, he suddenly opened his eyes with a faint smile on his lips: "After waiting for so long, we are finally here!"