Outside the city of Aino.

Smooth bluestone.

Su Ye wore a black robe, sat cross-legged, and muttered to himself.

"The enemy is at present, but it is still consuming precious manpower and wantonly sacrificing ...... blood"

"Even ...... ...... such a thing as not being satisfied with slaves, but offering sacrifices to the gods with samurai and priests? ”

"Uh...... Reasonable? ”

Su Ye raised an eyebrow.

Decisions in the city of Aino.

In the previous life, such a crazy behavior was undoubtedly self-defeating.

However, the gods of the Far South Continent really exist, and they are not ethereal fakes......

If the [Goddess of Abundance] awakens, she will definitely be able to turn the tide of the battle!

But......

Su Ye is not optimistic about this.

"The goddess of abundance is most likely falling, not sleeping."

"In Vissar's memory, Tihuacan City's judgment of the state of the Goddess of Fertility is a great probability, and it has fallen!"

So.

No matter how much blood food is worshipped in Aino City, it is almost impossible for the [Goddess of Abundance] to awaken......

"So...... Why did they insist on holding the [Martial Arts in front of the gods]? ”

Su Ye asked herself.

Because of faith, the high-ranking people in the city of Aino find it difficult to believe that their gods have fallen?

Or is it ......

[Martial Arts in front of the gods], a certain means related to Aino City?

Su Ye touched his chin and fell into thought.

"Forget it."

"Let Moore try it, don't you know?"

As described by Nether.

Moore participates in the [Martial Arts in Front of the Gods], and the opponent he matches will only be the 'First Tier'.

- that is, the level of qi refining.

An opponent of this level, with Su Ye's help, and Moore cheating casually, the risk is not great.

Even if something unexpected happens......

That's Moore going to die!

Su Ye won't lose anything.

"Lost a bottle of secret medicine?"

He didn't care about that at all.

……

Following.

The Grand Arena.

A dimly lit corridor with torches on both sides.

On the walls, the heroic posture of the samurai fighting is carved.

Outside the corridor, tens of thousands of people are sitting in the arena, and the atmosphere is warm, looking forward to the [Martial Arts in front of the gods]!

Inside the corridor, Nether walked beside Moore and said earnestly.

"Remember, this spell is engraved with the power of 'wind', and when crushed, your speed can increase by a third for a period of time."

"The other spell is the power of 'water', which can heal you...... This is very critical for wheel warfare. ”

"I remember."

Moore took the spell and nodded.

"Then, please, Your Excellency!"

Nether stood still, took a deep breath, and bowed to Moore with a solemn attitude.

After all, the victory or defeat of this god-front martial arts battle is related to his life!

According to the rules, the samurai who belonged to him had to win at least three battles for Nether to survive!

Moore...... Can you win three games?

Nether didn't know, but if there was no Moore...... If he doesn't even have an attached samurai, he will be directly condemned......

"Hope the Goddess Bless ......"

Nether prayed silently.

Moore walked towards the forward, glowing exit and exited the corridor.

Airplanes!

The scorching sunshine is coming!

Moore narrowed his eyes, adjusting to the scorching sunlight.

"Samurai!"

"Martial arts in front of the gods!"

Moore's appearance caused a burst of cheers!

On the high platform, more than a dozen figures dressed gorgeously, wearing gold and silver crowns, or sacrificial high hats, cast their eyes.

This is the great nobles, the priests of the temple, and ...... Members of the royal family!

"Huh?"

With the help of the silver ring, observing Su Ye at the scene, his heart moved slightly.

"This feeling ......"

The spiritual power fluctuations of several members of the royal family made Su Ye's eyes glow with a different color.

His expression changed slightly, and he was a little dignified.

Because, in Su Ye's induction, how could the fluctuations of the spiritual power in the bodies of these royal family members be somewhat similar......

"Divine Power Seeds?!"

This conjecture made Su Ye's heart move.

His eyes were contemplative, and with Moore's vision, he focused on the members of the royal family.

Be able to feel it.

Most of these royal family members are not strong, and they are only one or two ranks.

However, their bodies were filled with the aura of 'Divine Power Seeds'!

"Very faint ........."

"But...... It is indeed the fluctuation of the 'divine seed'. ”

"Moreover, it's the same type of god."

Su Ye muttered to herself, lost in thought.

He thought about it.

In this Far South, the royal families of the various city-states are said to ...... It's all of the blood of the gods!

Divinity!

Su Ye immediately thought of this word!

"The royal family as a descendant of gods...... Is there divinity in the body? ”

This divinity seems to be very close to the essence of the divine seed...... Between the two, maybe they can be transformed into each other? ”

Su Ye thought, his eyes lit up!

This conjecture made his heart overflow with an irrepressible ecstasy!

May I?

If you can......

Plundering divinity and condensing the divine seed?!

……

And at this time.

Su Ye's consciousness moved.

In the arena, the battle in front of the gods has begun!

Moore drew his sword and stepped into the ring, as did his opponent, a short-haired samurai with a scarface.

The rules are simple.

One-on-one fighting, life and death battles!

"Let's go." The priest who presided over the duel waved the command flag.

Hastily.

The sound of breaking the air sounded.

On the edge of the ring, two figures instantly accelerated!

Two long swords with cold light, clashing with each other!

Clang!

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded!

Mars splash!

Moore's arm shook.

Syllable.

He slid back, unloading his strength, his mind tinged with alarm.

"His strength will be stronger than mine!"

It's not about skill or bloodline, it's just a matter of time.

Moore's opponent has been in the ranks for several years, relying on absorbing aura, transforming the blood in the body, and driving the transformation of the physical body!

Both in strength and physique, it is stronger than Moore.

For such opponents, Moore can only rely on skill, constantly wandering, and avoid direct confrontation.

"Do you only run away from the gods?"

Scarface sneered.

VIP seats.

Nether clenched her fists and prayed, "Please, you have to win......"

On the high platform, a temple priest with a gloomy face and the appearance of a clear old man glanced at Nether.

"Hey...... Do you think that if you find a wandering samurai, you can escape your fate? Amusing. ”

"At most, ten moves, the throat of this wandering samurai will be cut off!"

The old man sneered.

"I can't defeat him by my own strength......"

Moore calmly judged.

So...... He pressed his thumb on the silver ring.

"Your Highness, please give me strength!"

Airplanes!

The silver ring moves slightly.

Suddenly.

His opponent seems to be moving several times slower!

Of course, it's not a slowing spell, it's all too obvious.

In the silver ring, Su Ye used the power of his divine sense to accelerate Moore's thinking speed, and at the same time, stimulate his potential, and improve his physical fitness in a short period of time!

All kinds of martial arts, this is - Sianweistan!

Laugh at!

Moore's figure moved, and the sword light flickered!

In an instant, life and death are divided!

Bang!

Scarface fell to the ground heavily, and his throat had been sliced!

Blood rises like a fountain to the sky!

(End of chapter)