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"You've got a little problem for us!" said the heroic lionman with a smile to Levi Spring, who had already broken through to the legendary realm, "and it turned out that the prize we prepared in advance was not suitable, so we had to make a temporary one." ”

He smiled and said, "Fortunately, something was delayed for a few days, otherwise it would have been too late to make it!"

Levi smiled peacefully and bowed deeply.

At such a close distance, he could clearly feel the great power of these "staff" on the stage, and naturally guessed the identities of these people. For him, the gods worked day and night to create treasures for him, and this kindness was the best gift in itself, even more precious than the magic arrow with its own tracking and range extension effects, which could break through the magic force field!

After he had accepted the prize, greeted the audience, and walked to the edge of the podium, it was finally time to present the winner

“...... The champion of the first world martial arts tournament is——" The master of ceremonies incarnated by the celebration boy Viye paused, his eyes swept over the entire arena and outside, swept over every audience, swept over every staff, and finally landed on Aaron, who had already waited in the audience for a long time with his head held high, and his face was full of the words "I'm in a hurry".

"Aaron Amoro Casadir from the Storm Sea!"

Aaron laughed and hurried up to the podium, a completely different from the calm appearance of the previous two winners.

His age is too old for a mortal, but for a dragon, he is still just a young man, and it is normal for him to have a rough hair.

Fortunately, at least at the time of the fight. He is still very steady.

He first looked carefully at the young master of ceremonies, his eyes widened a little, then he looked carefully at the awarding uncle, his eyes widened again, and finally his eyes fell on the "tray" floating beside the uncle, and his eyes were as wide as duck eggs.

"This ...... It's ......"

"Shh~" The master of ceremonies smiled and winked at him.

Aaron immediately understood, and stood respectfully. Even my body was a little stiff.

"Don't be so nervous, just relax, just relax. Sui Xiong, disguised as a tray, said with a smile, "Today you are the protagonist, show some of the spirit of the protagonist! Do you plan to wait for hundreds of years or thousands of years to say to your children, 'Back then, Dad, when I faced a few gods, I was scared of the whole person'? I think that when the time comes, I will still boast, 'You are all too young.'" I didn't know anything!, Dad, I was talking and laughing with several gods!......'

Aaron couldn't help but laugh, and the original tension eased.

His prizes were also a three-piece set, a redemption card that made his eyes widen and giggle again when he saw the numbers, a gold medallion that never wore out and could cast spells every day, and a soft black undershirt.

This black undershirt only has two functions, the first is that it can change its form freely, even if he turns back into a dragon's true body, it will turn into a cloud of black qi haunting his body. There is absolutely no need to worry about tearing, and the second is that it can nullify any "dragon slayer" spell or ritual, including the famous "dragon slaying knife" and "dragon slayer spear".

For dragons. There's no better armor than this!

Aaron held the prize and smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth. If he hadn't remembered that it was a serious and sacred ceremony, he would have to take off his clothes on the spot, put on this underwear, and never take it off again for the rest of his life!

After the awards, the blonde lion man was about to say a few words. Suddenly stopped, looking up at the sky.

In the sky, the wonderful light slowly condensed and turned into colorful crystals.

At the same time, the source of the world surged. Every god with a realm such as combat felt a wonderful change.

"It's ......"

"A new priesthood!

"Has the Battle Priesthood been broken down?"

"No...... But it's been split up quite a bit!"

"What kind of priesthood is this?"

"Tournament...... It's a joust!"

For a moment, the eyes of many gods were on this place, on the crystal that was slowly falling.

With a flash of light, a thick, furry arm reached out from the sky and grabbed at the crystal.

It is the god in charge of war in the orc god system, the creator and guardian of the bear people, and the god of orc rage and war. "Berserk Bear" Fabel.

As a deity with weak divine power, he had long longed for more priesthood and greater power to impact the level of medium divine power. Seeing the new priesthood appear at this moment, even though reason told him that it would not work at all, his rough and wild personality made him unable to suppress the greed and excitement in his heart, and he couldn't help but come and snatch it.

However, the thick bear claws scratched at the location of the crystal several times in quick succession, but nothing was caught.

The priesthood is the embodiment of the surging power of the source, and it has no substance in itself, how can it be caught!

Fabel roared, urging divine power, and was about to forcibly seal off that space. He felt that perhaps by doing so, he would be able to imprison and take away the nascent priesthood of "jousting."

Whether it would be useful or not is unknown, but it has angered Morani.

Morani has long been looking forward to the formation of this priesthood, as long as he gets this priesthood, he will soon be able to cross the weak divine power and step into the medium divine power, and the entire barbarian god system will also be able to grow a lot, the key is to be able to have a complete system, and it is no longer a grass platform team.

The minimum limit for building a god system is medium divine power.

For a long time, the "Barbarian God System" was not so much a god system, but a mutual aid meeting for a group of weak and weak gods to keep warm, and everyone had not been able to realize the exchange of divine power at all.

If it weren't for this, why would the "Rich Rambler" and the "Wanderer of the Mire" still stay on the threshold of just stepping into the realm of true gods? Even if Morani paid for it from his own pocket, he would have pulled these two old friends up long ago!

As long as he gets the rank of martial arts priest, as long as he is promoted to medium divine power, he will no longer have to be ridiculed as a "pretending false god king", he will be able to hold his head high, and he will really be worthy of the title of god king!

Not to mention, he can also take the priesthood of martial arts as his core priesthood, adjust his priesthood and field, greatly enhance his strength, make it more developing, and have a broader future!

So, for the priesthood of martial arts, He is determined to win!

Seeing that Fabel was about to imprison that space, Morani couldn't hold it anymore, roared, and the battle avatar who had been waiting nearby jumped up, turned into a mountain-like figure and flew into the air, grabbing Fabel's arm.

"Old bear, do you really want to rob me!" he yelled.

Faber hesitated, as a member of the orc god line, he also had some friendship with Morani, and he knew the ability of this "iron lion".

Don't look at each other as weak divine powers, but if you really want to fight, let alone a Fabel, even if you pull up the two weak divine power friends who are good friends with him, three to fight one, you may not be able to beat Morani.

He hesitated for a moment, and his fear of Morani finally suppressed the greed in his heart, and he sighed deeply.

"Iron Lion, you're going to invite me to drink!" the thick bear paw retracted, leaving only one sentence.

Morani smiled and nodded: "Good wine, enough!"

Inside the Pantheon, the "Iron Lion", who rarely spoke, stood up, looked around, and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, the priesthood of 'martial arts' was given to me by the world. If any of you want to fight, you can hold a martial arts tournament yourself! If you want to reach out and grab it now, you are deliberately against me!"

He said this, but most of his attention fell on a few seats.

The god of war, the god of battle, the god of strategy, and the gods of war in various gods.

The priesthood is not something that can be obtained casually, and it is only possible to obtain it if one's own ideas and abilities match it. Although there are many gods in the Pantheon, there are actually only a few people who are really likely to compete with Him for this priesthood.

Among them, the one that worries him the most is none other than the god of battle and the god of war.

The former is the direct victim of the formation of the "competition" priesthood, and the power of this priesthood mainly comes from the "battle" aspect, which is equivalent to saying that it is a piece of the priesthood of the god of battle, and this kind of behavior of pulling teeth from the tiger's mouth cannot not anger the other party.

The latter is the main god of the god of war, although he can only theoretically control all war and combat behavior, and there is no very reliable excuse to make a move, but as a powerful divine power, his power makes Morani also worried.

To make matters worse, he is the presiding god of the god of battle.

In the face of Morani's declaration, the Pantheon fell silent for a while. But only a moment later, the god of battle stood up.

"Have you asked your master to take someone else's things?" he said coldly.

"You and I are both in the service of the world, I have done well, I have been blessed by the world, and that's it. Morani said with a frown.

The God of Battle didn't say anything more, just smiled coldly.

Outside the main plane, near the Barbarian God Kingdom, a turbid aura suddenly burst out, and a huge dragon head battleship appeared inside.

At the top of the battleship, a man in armor and a spear is the god of war.

He waved his spear, pointed at the kingdom of the barbarian gods, and silently gave the order to attack.

The giant battleship, which was larger than a large mountain range in the main plane, immediately turned from static to the sound of a war drum beat by a giant on the bow of the ship, and rushed towards the kingdom of the barbarian gods at high speed.

The God of Battle doesn't like to fight, he only speaks with weapons!(To be continued.) )