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Chapter 2: Young Genius

Thousands of miles away, the altar of the Fun Star Pavilion in Qucheng.

The most amazing woman in the Dalu Empire, the high priest Die Lian, stood gracefully in the gossip picture in the center of the altar. Her elegant temperament made people dare not look directly at her. Her beautiful eyes were staring at the sunset in front of her. Her black hair fell straight to her waist, and there was no expression on her face at this moment.

The snow-white dress on her body was stained with no stain at all. From time to time, a breeze blew around her, blew the hem of her body, embellishing her with a delicate and light look, and was as pure as a fairy outside the sky, giving people a sacred and dare not blaspheme.

Suddenly, a proud smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and a small dimples appeared, reflecting her delicate face, becoming more and more beautiful.

After a long time, the breeze stopped, and the high priest Dielian restrained the smile on her face. She suddenly exhaled to herself like orchids, "Senior sister, no matter how strong your ability to predict fortunes is, it is still one step behind me."

Speaking of this, Die Lian's eyes were filled with divine light.

She suddenly closed her eyes and took a deep breath of fresh air?

After a while, she suddenly opened her eyes, and the smug look that had just been restrained appeared between her cheeks again, which seemed to be even more serious than before.

She looked southwest from afar and suddenly said indifferently: "The ancient divine weapons reappeared on the Demon-killing Continent. This time, the king did not hesitate to mobilize the great Sima Sima Mao and personally led the elite troops of the five eighteen armies of the empire. A total of 100,000 Dalu wolf cavalry golden armor, and it was more than enough to flatten dozens of Fenglang border cities. What's more, the king also mobilized the Dalu Empire's country-protecting mage, Black Qilin, and a peerless master like Dongfang Yufu..."

When Die Lian said this, the expression on her face became obviously a little excited. After a moment of pause, she couldn't hide her inner excitement and said complacently: "The Black Qilin's Mitian Illusion has super strong mental control ability. How many people in this world can withstand the blow of Mitian Illusion?"

"Dongfang Yufu, a mythical figure in the Dalu Empire. It is said that on the Demon-killing Continent, no one can be faster than Dongfang Yufu. His light skills, unparalleled assassination methods, and super god's agility have made him achieve great achievements."

"Sima Mao, Black Qilin, and Dongfang Yufu are the three most trusted figures of the king. Now the king does not hesitate to devote his country's elite strength to detour the desert in the northwest, and the sword tip points directly to the northwest border of the Chiang Kingdom. To be precise, we Da Ku is bound to win the legendary blood blade of the demon killing. The Da Ku Empire crosses the river and goes south, and unifying the demon killing continent is just around the corner..."

Die Lian stood solemnly on the altar of the Fantasy Star Pavilion, looking up at the boundless Yuntian in the south, and the smile on the corner of her mouth suddenly became rich.

...

Just when Die Lian smiled, Langcheng, thousands of miles apart, the high priest of the Cyan Kingdom stood thoughtfully beside a lotus pond in the northwest corner of the capital, staring at Yuntian in the northwest direction, still ecstatic.

And that is exactly where Fenglang Border Town is located.

Ruoxi's sigh instantly broke the tranquility that was always there next to the lotus pond. Those beautiful eyes that were undesecrated were flashing with crystal-like tears. In just a moment, the tears that were about to burst out from the corners of their eyes suddenly disappeared, and replaced by secret joy.

The sleeves fluttered, and there was something else in the hands of Slim Silicone.

It was a bronze pagoda tray, about six inches high, with a round bottom of the pagoda tray, and eight dragon heads evenly guarding the eight rows of directions. At the top of the pagoda tray stood a plump bronze man, with a smiling face like a smiling Buddha, standing solemnly at the top of the pagoda tray, with his left hand in his waist, his right arm straightened, and his palm facing the sky. When he looked at it carefully, the word "Fu" was engraved on the small bronze palm.

Ruoxi dragged the tower plate with both hands and suddenly pushed the tower plate forward gently. He then withdrew his hands and changed several gestures quickly. The tower plate seemed to have spirituality, and it rotated in the void.

Ruoxin's technique has slowed down from rapidity, and the tower plate gradually stabilized after undergoing high-speed rotation. The right hand of the bronze villain at the top was finally frozen on the side engraved with the dragon head in the northwest.

"The magical weapon reappears, blesses the cyano soil." Ruo looked at the tower plate in his hand, and sometimes looked at the Yuntian in the southwest direction, and said these eight words word by word, with regret and joy in his eyes.

"Why was the high priest unhappy before using divination today? Then he was happy again?"

Xuanyuan Lingling, the wizard of the protector who accompanied the high priest Ruoxi to come out to appreciate the lotus, looked at Ruoxi and asked Ruoxi with a confused look on his face.

Ruoxi looked back at his best friend Xuanyuan Lingling beside him, and his heart suddenly felt sad.

After a moment of silence, Ruoxi's eyes did not dare to look directly at Xuanyuan Lingling. She suddenly lamented, and then slowly said: "My northwest border town of Fenglang City, I am afraid that there are enemies around me at this moment."

Xuanyuan Lingling suddenly heard this and was shocked and said with a trembling voice: "I will report to the king and send a large army to reinforce!"

Ruoxi shook his head and said, "It's too late. Even if the king sends a large army to reinforce at this moment, it's probably futile."

Xuanyuan Lingling frowned and said anxiously: "As far as I said in the past, could it be that our country of Chiang is waiting to die. It is a small matter to lose a border city, but it is not enough to abandon Meng Zhize's life!"

Xuanyuan Lingling and Meng Zhize met in Limotang since childhood. They were childhood sweethearts and had long been in love with him. Unfortunately, Meng Zhize was obsessed with martial arts and did not favor his children. Three years ago, in order to avoid Xuanyuan Lingling's emotional entanglement, Meng Zhize even applied to the current monarch of the country, Zui Chenxin, to defend Fenglang City, the northwest border city of the country.

With such a separation between the two places, Meng Zhize can indeed practice martial arts without distractions and temper himself into a more powerful earth warrior.

On the Demon-killing Continent, the profession of Earth Warriors is the most important thing to pay attention to innate conditions.

The earth warriors can be roughly classified as ordinary warriors; primary earth warriors; intermediate earth warriors; advanced earth warriors; purple earth warriors; golden earth warriors. When they reach the purple level or above, each level can be divided into primary, intermediate, and even peak bottlenecks.

Once you enter the level of the purple-level earth warrior, you can be regarded as a truly powerful earth warrior.

If you want to practice to the purple-level earth warrior, you must have extremely high talents and powerful physical explosive ability, and more importantly, you must practice hard day and night. Generally, if you want to practice to the purple-level level, it will take at least thirty years.

It was in the mission of eliminating demons from the two countries' alliance ten years ago that Meng Zhize finally broke through the bottleneck in the battle of Zhan Lingyuan and was successfully promoted to a powerful purple-level earth warrior.

That year, Meng Zhize was only nineteen years old, and he was the youngest purple-level warrior in modern times in the Demon-killing Continent.

Therefore, Meng Zhize was known as a young genius.
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