Seventeen years old, mid-level level one, this strength is not considered a genius among the orcs, but he is still a genius. To the warriors, their words are like an imperial edict.
"Are you giving orders to me?" Mo Tian looked at this talented deacon.
The genius deacon's face was shocked. Among humans, some people call themselves emperors, but many people only think of it as a title or a catchphrase.
But in the eyes of the orcs, the status of the emperor is respected. Only by fighting a hundred battles can one be crowned king, and only by fighting ten thousand battles can one be crowned emperor among the same level.
Without that strength, no one would have the courage to claim the throne.
"You are not overestimating your own abilities. The messenger only calls himself a little emperor. You haven't become a warrior at the age of seventeen, so how dare you claim to be an emperor." The genius deacon's voice was harsh, and when he opened his mouth, there was a roar that was soul-stirring: "Go down and fight.
Otherwise die."
"Hmph, if I win this game, I can challenge you." Mo Tian said, and the genius deacon sneered: "You want to challenge me, but I don't know where you got the courage."
"Then we'll see." Mo Tian jumped up and jumped into the ring without any caution. Seeing this, the genius butler turned to look at the young man who came with Mo Tian: "No. 76, tell me this person's strength."
Hearing No. 76's details, the young deacon was also surprised and said: "If you dare to retreat here for three months, you are not afraid of being thrown away. You must have someone to rely on."
The young deacon suddenly said loudly to everyone in the battle circle: "This genius is going to win."
boom.
Almost all the orcs were destroyed.
Among the hundred people, there are about ten martial arts geniuses and fifty martial arts geniuses. Even if the rest are not geniuses, they are not far behind. In such a battle, one genius is going to win.
What is the concept of winning? Real winning is to level the entire battlefield and be the only one who dominates.
All of a sudden, everyone has locked on Mo Tian. As soon as the game starts, Mo Tian will become the primary target of attack.
"start."
As soon as he started speaking, dozens of attacks came quickly, but Mo Tian had already disappeared. Not only did all the attacks fail, but they were followed by painful wails, and an orc genius had his neck broken.
Both are martial arts disciples, and they are also geniuses in hundreds of battles. How can they have their necks broken so easily?
But this happened just now.
"Kill hundreds of geniuses of Hundred Battles. I am the Emperor of Ten Thousand Battles. Kill them."
Mo Tian raised his hand to smack it, raised his hand, and used his strength to the extreme, punching out with all his strength. The power was terrifying, and he could kill a talented martial artist with one punch.
In the blink of an eye, there were dozens of geniuses, and their geniuses withered.
Mo Tian's attacks were ruthless and he used his martial arts skillfully, leaving no chance of treatment.
If such a genius grows up, it will be a huge threat to mankind.
Killing them all is the right way.
"The Blood God Technique, he actually stepped into the Blood God Technique as a warrior. This is a method only available to the emperor." The young deacon said in surprise.
He had practiced the Blood God Technique before, but his qualifications were limited and he could only practice other techniques. Only then did he fall from being a talented warrior disciple to being a warrior genius.
When Mo Tian's killing began, the genius deacon vaguely noticed that Mo Tian was practicing the blood god technique, and only then was he more sure.
The young deacon is sure that this Mo Tian is not a martial arts genius, but a true martial arts emperor.
"Stop." The young deacon shouted.
The battle circle is full of orc elites, and they won't die many if they fight each other. Instead, most of them are seriously injured, which can be recovered. And their strength will be greatly increased after recovery, but if dozens of them die in the blink of an eye, the loss is too great.
Mo Tian turned a deaf ear to this, he raised his hand suddenly, and another genius was broken in the heart by him.
"Stop." The young deacon roared, with terrifying sound waves, which had a great impact on the souls of the warriors. Many elites in the battle circle were shouted at and lost consciousness: "Bring him up quickly."
The young deacon quickly ordered people to take Mo Tian away. This was the emperor of martial arts. He was also afraid of making mistakes. He was also afraid that the talent he had cultivated through hard work would wither.
"No need."
Mo Tian glanced at the young deacon. Although the sonic shock could pose a threat to second-level warriors, it was not enough for him: "I have said that this battle will be won unless everyone falls.
Just kill until everyone falls down."
Falling down?
There are all talented people in the battle circle, and they have to fight to the death to stand out. They are so stubborn at heart that it is not that easy for them to fall.
If they fall down easily, what qualifications do they have to be called geniuses?
Unless you beat them to the ground, this is the best way for them and the most acceptable method to them. Unfortunately, if Mo Tian takes action, he will die but not be injured.
"Boy, you are looking for death." Seeing Mo Tian kill someone again, the young deacon couldn't bear it any longer. He fell into the fighting circle and slapped Mo Tian hard with his palm: "Even if you are a martial arts emperor, you must do it today.
To be suppressed."
"Well come."
Mo Tian's figure was shaken, and he raised his hand and punched out. The fists collided with each other, and a terrifying wave erupted. It was a force that was enough to make ordinary warriors turn into ashes.
The genius boy took several steps back. Looking at Mo Tian, who had not taken a step back, his face changed wildly. The martial arts emperor actually had a body comparable to his.
Click.
Many people in the battle circle were frightened by this power, and began to transform into beasts, becoming bloodthirsty, with fierce eyes. This was a desperate gesture, and their energy was locked on Mo Tian.
Under such circumstances, not even the young deacon can stop it. The mad orcs are irrational.
The battle circle was full of fighting spirit. Many orcs around were infected by this fighting spirit. Some of them transformed into beasts and ran towards their powerful enemies to start a fight.
They are both orcs and are late martial arts disciples. Why is it that they are emperors, while their strongest ones are just geniuses? Some of them are even beyond the reach of geniuses.
This kind of jealousy and comparison is amplified time and time again. If the blood beast has no intelligence, it will crawl to the strong in ignorance, and will not dare to resist even to death.
However, the intelligence of orcs is not weaker than that of humans. They have faced competition, elimination, injury, and death since birth. They respect the strong and are eager to defeat and even surpass the strong.
The battle is to make them recognize their own shortcomings, jealousy, and comparison.
By repeating this way, we can supervise each other and continue to grow.
In their hearts, Mo Tian is the emperor of martial arts. He should be aloof, but he is still fighting, and his target is even the genius deacon. Why don't they fight desperately?
brush.
The battle outside was in full swing, and it had nothing to do with Mo Tian. He took out the C-level sword, and the sword body was flexible, with blood energy poured into it, and it was as bright red as blood.
When the Blood God Technique is running, the blood energy in the body is running wildly. Every time it circulates, the breath doubles in size. This is the scary thing about the Blood God Technique. As long as you get started, your strength can be doubled.
Mastering the first level will increase your strength even higher.
The genius deacon's face became increasingly ugly. He felt a terrifying murderous intention in Mo Tian, a feeling that made his heart palpitate.
Roar.
The genius deacon roared to the sky, the heaven and earth shook violently, the void exploded, the air almost solidified, and the terrifying sound wave headed straight towards Mo Tian.
This was the genius butler's strongest method. He found that except for this method, all other methods were in vain for Mo Tian.
[Author's digression]: New week, various requests,