Mo Po'er's expression is naturally quite wonderful.
Although from the moment Luo Zheng entered the city, Mo Po'er noticed that Luo Zheng had an extraordinary origin.
But he didn't expect Luo Zheng to be so easy and get fourteen true spirit swords along the way.
He is quite clear about the formation formed by the True Intention Spirit Sword.
It is actually very easy to capture the first three true spirit swords, but the fourth to ninth true spirit swords are more difficult.
The difficulty of the tenth to seventeenth true spirit swords will rise to another level!
Mo Po'er had tried it once before. When he was about to take away the tenth True Spiritual Sword, he was hit by three long swords. Suddenly his vision went dark and he was kicked out of the magic circle...
Therefore, his limit can only take away nine true spirit swords.
Now that Luo Zheng has obtained fourteen swords, it seems that grabbing seventeen should not be a problem.
Among the eighty-seven divine cities under the rule of Ruomuyu, there are very few true gods who can seize seventeen true spirit swords.
This guy...maybe able to take away a spot to participate in the Taoist competition!
If he really joins the Taoist struggle, hehe, not only will the city lord's position be confirmed, but I will also blackmail Uncle Yun.
Just as he was thinking about the beauty, Mo Dian, dressed in white, came over and asked, "How is it?"
Mo Dian was busy with some personal matters today, and even though he came late, he was naturally curious about the performance of the young true god yesterday.
"See for yourself," Mo Po'er smiled and pointed at the magic circle.
Mo Dian knew well that Luo Zheng's performance should not be bad. At least he would be able to pass the screening of the magic circle. If Ruomu is not even qualified to go up, then he is really making a mistake.
Unexpectedly, the expression on his face froze as soon as he glanced at her.
He saw Luo Zheng one after another, and a true spirit sword floated up casually, and beside Luo Zheng, those true spirit swords had been neatly arranged into a fan, surrounding Luo Zheng
It keeps circling.
"So many!" After being stunned for a while, Mo Dian called out, and then counted, "One, two, three..."
"Fifteen, no need to count, and this guy seems to be able to do it with ease," Mo Po'er continued.
"With ease, doesn't it mean that... this guy can grab seventeen?" Mo Dian asked.
Mo Po'er's face was filled with a happy smile, "It should be about the same, seventeen is his limit."
"Haha," Mo Dian laughed dryly. The scene in front of him was indeed unexpected. He originally thought that this young man, like Mo Po'er, would be good at winning the ninth True Spiritual Sword. He did not expect Luo Zheng at all.
can do this.
"But what's going on with these true meaning spirit swords? Why do they keep vibrating?" Mo Dian stared at Luo Zheng and asked.
Mo Po'er shrugged his shoulders, "Who knows...who knows what method that kid used?"
As they discussed, Luo Zheng's figure advanced and retreated, and two more true swords suddenly floated up.
Seventeen!
The group of true gods who were queuing up not far away suddenly erupted into waves of exclamations.
"I really didn't realize that this true god, who looks ordinary, could be so powerful. In such a short time, he actually managed to capture seventeen true spirit swords!"
"It's too strong. I'm afraid this is someone qualified to participate in a Taoist struggle, right?"
"I have heard that among the eighty-seven cities of the Sword Clan, the number of people who can capture the Seventeen Swords is less than two hundred true gods. Calculating, there are nearly fifty people among the two hundred true gods who are qualified to participate in Taoist battles and compete with wealthy families.
Those guys fighting against each other, this person... has a 1/4 chance!"
For many true gods, the probability of actually participating in a Taoist struggle is too slim. Most of them just come to try their luck, exchange Sanskrit, or gain enlightenment in Ruomu, which is also very beneficial.
Looking at Luo Zheng's performance, these true gods were naturally quite envious.
As for the two brothers of the Wang family, they went from disdain, contempt, to seriousness, to surprise, and now they are silent...
The guy brought by the city lord is not on the same level as them at all.
"Seventeen swords is his limit," Mo Po'er said with a slight smile, as if he had already expected it.
Mo Dian stroked the beard on his chin, but chuckled, "I do think it is possible for this boy to reach a higher level? Take away all the true spirit swords?"
Mo Po'er glanced at Mo Dian, and then said calmly: "Isn't Mr. Dian still awake? It's not like you don't know about this cheating magic circle. After seventeen swords, the long sword on that road was mixed with red fire.
Lei, although this thing can’t cause damage to the soul, the pain is unbearable even in the Great Perfection..."
"I was just joking, haha," Mo Dian laughed dryly.
In the history of this Sword God City, three true gods once took away more than seventeen swords.
Two of them have eighteen weapons, and the other has twenty.
And the true god who took away twenty swords was originally a member of the Sword Clan. It is said that he grew up in a foreign race, and after quietly returning to his own clan, he suddenly soared into the sky, and the Sword Clan member has now achieved Great Perfection!
As for anyone who can take away the twenty-three swords, no one has ever appeared.
"Brother Luo doesn't want to give up. If he continues to seize the eighteenth sword, I'm afraid he will suffer some hardships," Mo Po'er said with a smile.
During this conversation...
Luo Zheng rushed forward again.
When he was halfway along the road, he noticed something strange.
The rain of swords coming from both sides of the road contained traces of red lightning, and the speed of these long swords actually increased further.
"puff!"
Before he could rush into the previous blind spot, he was suddenly shot by a true spirit sword.
"Crack!"
While being pierced by the long sword, Luo Zheng felt an unbearable pain in his soul. For a moment, he felt that his head was about to explode. The pain almost pointed directly to the depths of his soul and was irresistible.
The strong willpower seems to have become a joke in the face of this pain.
Despite this, Luo Zheng still endured severe pain and escaped in the blind spot, his body shaking.
"What the hell..."
After making sure that his soul was not harmed, Luo Zheng looked at the red swords and couldn't help but scream.
Mo Po'er and Mo Dian outside the magic circle looked at the trembling Luo Zheng and smiled at each other with expressions that they had expected.
After a while, the pain that penetrated deep into the soul slowly disappeared, and when he looked at the true spirit swords again, his eyes became solemn.
He originally wanted to get all the true spirit swords in one go, but now he realized that this was not an easy task.
If he were to be pierced by these red swords three times as he had just done, he would probably faint directly...
"Give up?"
Luo Zheng also knows that he has done well enough and has far exceeded the requirements of climbing Ruomu.
But looking at those True Intention Spiritual Swords going back and forth, a wave of dissatisfaction rushed up again.