I Can See the Lines of Fortune Chapter 249: Sloppy

The Big Beat test is over soon.

A total of thousands of people participated in the competition, and only one hundred and thirty-four people passed.

Most of them are members of large families.

A total of 13 people are added to the apostles of the wild gods.

A total of one hundred and forty-seven people.

In the test square, ten deserters and strong people stood in front of more than one hundred people.

The leader of the deserter and the strong man swept his eyes across the crowd and slowly said:

"The Desolate God Festival is about to begin. The Grand Competition of the Festival is a great battle for my god. I hope that those of you who pass the test will do their best."

After a pause, he continued to speak:

"As long as you get the top ten in the competition, you can enter the Desolate Temple and have the opportunity to obtain the inheritance of my god."

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up, showing excitement.

Except for the native deserters, aren't all those who come here to participate in the deserted gods festival for the so-called inheritance of the deserted gods?

"Senior don't worry! We will do our best!"

"Yes, senior, don't worry!"

"..."

One by one the strong can't wait to go to the big competition right away.

The deserter and the strong naturally knew their thoughts and didn't say much.

The Desolate God Festival is also an activity to deepen the cooperation between the desolate people and the blue creatures.

Boom!

Boom! !

Boom boom boom! ! !

At this moment, on the square in front of the altar in the distance, a drum sounded.

The drums are loud and loud.

The heroic and passionate drum sound inspired Mo Xiaobai and the others, their eyes flickered, and their blood boiled.

"The festival has begun, come with me."

After the drums sounded, the desolate people seemed to become excited by the drums.

He grinned and started shouting.

Mo Xiaobai and Yan Xue glanced at each other, and followed the deserter and the strong to leave the test square.

The strong ones who failed the test can only go back outside in frustration.

Watch this grand festival.

…………

Mo Xiaobai and others followed the deserter through the trail and came to a waiting area.

In front of them is the square in front of the altar.

A high platform was built on the square.

On the high platform, stood the former leader of the deserted people, Hou Bai, and the commander of the guard army, Chen Feiyu, as well as several deserted people and the azure high-level.

Amidst the drums, a pale-haired old man walked out of the deserted people.

Although the old man looks very old, he doesn't feel weaker than Hou Bai.

Maybe even stronger.

This old man seems to be a sacrifice to the **** of desolation, he led thirteen apostles of **** of desolation to start the sacrifice dance.

It was a crude but very charming dance.

The dance was accompanied by war drums and war songs. Mo Xiaobai seemed to have traveled through time and saw the ancient era. The desolate **** descended, bringing the legend of the desperate people against the demons.

The blood is boiling.

It's not just Mo Xiaobai, but all the deserters and azure adventurers feel that their blood is boiling at this moment.

A sense of war filled his chest.

The sacrificial dance of Aragami lasted for a long time before it stopped.

The old **** of desolation worshipped in the direction of the altar, chanting aboriginal prayers of the desolate people.

Although Mo Xiaobai doesn't understand it, the general idea is probably to hope that the **** of desolation can protect the desolate people and survive in the wasteland of the great desolation, right?

The old tradition of **** sacrifice.

As the old **** of desolation spit out the last syllable loudly, he slowly got up and motioned to Hou Bai below.

Hou Bai nodded, and gestured to the drummer who hit the sacrificial drum once.

The drum of war sounded again.

In the center of the square, a huge bronze metal arena slowly rises from the ground.

Mo Xiaobai's faces condensed.

"The Big Competition has begun."

Although the sacrifice looks very exciting, for them, this is the highlight.

"The Sacrifice Competition begins!"

Hou Bai said one side in the native language of the deserters, and another side in the azure imperial language.

On the high platform, Hou Bai came to the ring and said:

"I will be a referee for the warriors of the desolate god! I hope that the warriors of the desolate **** can offer a magnificent battle for the great desolate god!"

The desolate strong man standing in the waiting area glanced across the crowd, and when he scanned Mo Xiaobai, he paused.

Mo Xiaobai's combat power is too exaggerated, he now has some lingering fears.

By the way... the patriarch and the priests don’t know, will they be scared?

He couldn't help but think about something.

"Okay, the competition has started. Follow the numbers to go up and try. Duan Yubo, Lin Yongchun!"

Two young people came out.

One is the Eidolon in leather armor, and the other is the elf in long robes.

All are the cultivation bases of the peak of the Four Orifices.

The two looked at each other, sparks flickering in their eyes.

On the ring, Hou Bai saw the two and smiled:

"Please invite two desolate warriors to the ring!"

Duan Yubo and Lin Yongchun both entered the ring.

Hou Bai glanced at the two of them and said:

"The Big Competition begins."

Speaking, he withdrew from the ring.

On the ring with a radius of more than two hundred meters, only Duan Yubo and Lin Yongchun were present.

The two looked at each other, the force surging around them.

Edling man, Duan Yubo, holding two short swords in his hands, grinned: "Brother, although the chance of getting into the top ten is not high, it would be too embarrassing if you can't win a game."

"I'm going to win this round."

Lin Yongchun smiled slightly:

"This is what I want to say."

"It's useless to say more, then let's start."

Just as Duan Yubo's last words fell, his body suddenly disappeared.

A rare original technique, Darkwalker.

For a moment, Lin Yongchun's face changed slightly.

"Dark Elemental Affinity?!"

Generally, they have the original skills of the stealth type, and they are basically compatible with the dark elements.

It's very troublesome to come and go without a trace.

Lin Yongchun's face was solemn, and water curtain shields appeared in front of him.

Rare original technology, multiple water shields.

At the same time, the staff in his hand lay on the ground.

Boom!

Layers of mist spread in all directions.

Legendary original technique, misty field.

As soon as the fog area spread over half of the area, behind him, a black shadow suddenly appeared.

Legendary technique, the blade of darkness.

Above the two daggers, a dark light flickered.

Duan Yubo stabbed Lin Yongchun's neck with a short sword.

Boom! !

The short sword collided with multiple water shields. After all, the water shield was just a rare level of defense technique. It was torn apart after only resisting it for a moment.

At this moment, Lin Yongchun had already recovered.

A water pattern appeared in his eyes, and the mist domain suddenly became turbulent.

At the same time, a terrifying black water wave centered on him, gushing in all directions.

Legendary technique, dead water tide.

The sudden tide of stagnant water made Duan Yubo's face slightly changed, and his short sword slashed after the black water waves~IndoMTL.com~ flew out by the reaction force.

His body disappeared again.

At this moment, Lin Yongchun sneered.

"In my misty realm, still want to be invisible?"

With a wave of his staff, water cannons shot in one direction.

Qiangqiang! !

In the air, a force surged suddenly, smashing the water gun to pieces.

Uncle Duan Yubo's body appeared.

He looked at the mist attached to the surface of his leather armor, frowning:

"Sloppy."

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