The most powerful emperor system
Chapter 307 Golden carp, clues flash
Chapter 307 Golden carp, clues flash
In the third round, Luoyang's opponent was a bald young man with a thick back and a hulking waist, holding a big wrought copper stick.
Luo Yang shook his head slightly: "It's not a big bald head, are you sure you want to fight with me? Didn't you see that the red-haired brother who was in the third level of the Daotai was defeated?"
The bald young man nodded firmly: "Being cowardly before fighting is not what warriors do, it's not what brave people do. If you don't even have the courage to fight, how can you climb the mountain on the way to practice?"
Luo Yang put away his playful face and put on a solemn expression. Although this opponent is not the strongest, he respects him in awe. Only those with this kind of belief are qualified to climb to the pinnacle of martial arts.
"Okay, if that's the case, let's do it! Luoyang, the Great Han Empire, please enlighten me!" Luoyang stretched out a hand slightly, and waved at the bald youth.
"Roar! Fighting with all directions stick!" The bald young man slammed his shoes and shattered them. He came up barefoot, and a stick blasted out eight moves at the same time, shooting towards Luoyang from eight directions.
A bald young man appeared under each stick, with mysterious lines engraved on his body, grabbed the stick and smashed it down, and the sound of whistling wind and thunder did not stop.
"The method of spiritual power incarnation? It's interesting, but it's far from enough to watch."
Luoyang's body trembled, a golden whirlwind suddenly rose within a radius of ten feet, holding Luoyang in the sword, and spreading in all directions, the eight sticks were twisted as soon as they fell into the golden whirlwind.
There was a tinkling sound, and the wrought copper stick was cut into pieces. Seven of the eight youths collapsed, and the remaining one also flew upside down, bleeding from the corner of his mouth. He was already defeated.
The bald young man had been prepared for a long time. After all, he had seen the power of Luoyang before, so it wasn't that he couldn't afford to lose. He touched his bald head and jumped off the ring, looking very free and easy.
This time, the energy of the dragon vein that came down was as thick as a child's arm, poured into Luoyang's body, countless runes danced, and all the golden light gathered together and turned into a golden carp about a foot long!
This is condensed and transformed by the energy of the dragon vein. Even though it is only about a foot long, it is already comparable to the total amount of the dragon vein that Luoyang obtained from the Black Cloud Empire back then!
The battle continued again. This time, Dongfang Qingyu met a master from the western countries. He had the cultivation base of the third level of Daotai.
But when he met Dongfang Qingyu, he was doomed to have a miserable end. The fists of the holy light blasted down without fancy, and the one who punched more than a dozen times would bleed from all seven orifices.
The number of people decreased and the battle became faster. The fourth round started that night, and more than 500 people fought each other again. Of course, some byes were lucky enough to advance. This is something that others cannot envy.
This time, Han Gusong, the Whale Whale Empire, was the first to play. He was a man with a big waist and a round waist. He had bronze-colored skin, as if cast out of bronze.
It was only in the current battle that he had a clue. When he attacked, the tide was raging, and he directly set off a vast sea to suppress it. The dark green sea covered the sky and the sun, and his opponent couldn't resist at all, so he was so scared that he gave up on the spot.
Because Han Gusong's shots were very ruthless, his opponent was too slow to admit defeat in the last match, and was directly smashed to the ground by the waves, and he was directly torn apart. You must know that killing people is allowed on this kind of battlefield!
Imagine this kind of scene, thousands of young masters selected from the affiliated empire are here to fight and fight, just for the spirit of the dragon veins given by the Moyun Dynasty, it is like wild dogs fighting for food, and outsiders watch and applaud.
To be honest, the people of the Moyun Dynasty didn't care about the life and death of these so-called geniuses at all. Anyway, they were the inferior people in the backcountry, so it didn't matter how many people died.
After Han Gusong won, a large amount of dragon vein energy came down, and the body of the golden carp beside him quickly grew bigger, turning into a large fish about ten feet in length, with dragon patterns appearing on its scales.
And Sun Weiren, another master of the Whale Empire, seemed much more benevolent. Even if he won, he would give the other party a decent way to leave, appearing polite.
Zu Shou and Peng Tao of the Star Empire have starlight jumping on their bodies, like waves, and their moves are open and closed.
"kill!"
There was a loud shout, and a black-clothed man on a certain bluestone ring held a sharp long sword and stabbed at a purple-clothed youth in front of him, directly tearing apart the storm.
"Crash!"
There was an inkstone on top of his head, which was slightly tilted at this moment, and the thick black ink splashed out, and took root and grew as soon as it touched the ground, turning into a pitch-black cage, trapping the purple-clothed youth in the middle.
This inkstone is a rare treasure. Seeing the youth in purple being trapped, the man in black showed a look of reassurance that the overall situation had been settled, and continued to stab forward with the long sword in his hand.
However, in the next second, the light and shadow in front of his eyes changed, and he saw a pair of purple eyes, and in an instant, he seemed to see two Ziwei emperor stars. From the perspective of outsiders, the entire arena was surrounded by the reversed purple air.
There was a scream, and after a few breaths, the purple air dissipated, and there was a gasp, and the man in black, who had just won, fell to the ground.
Limbs were all distorted and deformed, hanging on the ground in a strange posture. It was obvious that the fracture had been comminuted, and the sword was twisted and fell to the ground together.
At this moment, the man in black couldn't even scream, because the severe pain had made him pass out, and he was carried down by the on-site deacon when he stepped off the stage. It was a crushing defeat.
Except for those big figures who are far superior to everyone else, few of the contestants can see what happened just now, but they all know that this purple-clothed youth is a big enemy!
The Moyun Dynasty is in the new year and is celebrating the 60-year national fortune battle. The entire imperial capital is a sea of joy, and it doesn't stop even at night, but it is even more lively.
There are bright lights everywhere, fire trees and silver flowers are never night, red lanterns are hung high, and all kinds of colorful fireworks are constantly blooming in mid-air, which is extraordinarily festive, lively and beautiful.
And there were three people gathered under an old locust tree in the west of the city. One of them was playing chess with a white-haired middle-aged man with rich facial expressions, and a woman was sitting quietly beside him.
She has a plump figure, and the divine light in her eyes is constantly spinning, she looks very miraculous, she looks only 30 years old, and has a different kind of mature charm.
At this time, a white-faced man in a feather coat and a cloak walked over: "I have already contacted that kid, everything is ready, and I will start the plan when the time comes."
Without raising his head, the aggressive man knocked a white piece on the chessboard: "Don't worry, there is more than one person playing this game of chess this time. We don't want to be used as guns. Tell that kid to hold your breath."
The white-haired man scratching his head all the time muttered angrily, "Of course he's not alone, isn't there me playing chess with you? What's wrong with me not being human? Old boy, you have to judge me!"
The blue veins on the man's forehead throbbed wildly: "Shut up Baimao, don't call me old whiteface again, believe it or not, I'll tear your mouth apart?"
The white-haired man curled his lips disapprovingly: "Hey, didn't you call me Baimao just now? Are you only allowed to call me and not me? Is there such a reason in the world? It's really unreasonable!"
The white-haired man looked disappointed and angry: "I really envy the original life, how pure and simple, everyone has food to eat, money to spend, and whoring in brothels. Look at the present, the smog is smoky, the world is in decline, and people's hearts are not old. ah!"
"Are you courting death?"
The beautiful woman who was quiet and gentle yelled angrily, stood up and grabbed the white-haired man's white hair like a chick, and jumped onto the old locust tree.
I tied a knot with that hair, and stuffed it into his mouth with a bluestone slab.
The white-haired man was so full of words that he couldn't speak, he was almost out of breath, but the beautiful woman sealed his dantian, so that he had nowhere to use his strength, so he just swung around there, like the circus The monkey has a virtue.
"Hey, after so many years, it's still that stinky mouth." The aggressive man looked helpless, forget about the sixth brother, come over and take over this game of chess. "
The man in feather clothes nodded: "Brother is very good at chess, I'm afraid the younger brother is no match. With your personal arrangements, this time things will definitely be successful."
The fighting in the arena became more and more intense, Luo Yang played again, this time his opponent was a fat man in red at the beginning of the third stage of the stage.
The fat man in red knew that Luoyang was very powerful and couldn't be treated with common sense, so he went all out when he made a move.
His hands formed seals quickly, with golden rays of light spinning and jumping on his ten fingers, a golden bull appeared in the colorful rain of light, pulling a golden chariot and bumping into it.
The cow's hooves stepped on the ring and made a rattling sound, sparks splashed, and the chariot was heavy and solemn, with the feeling of remaining in a hundred battles. With the low sound of a cow mooing, it appeared in front of Luoyang.
"Did you drive livestock and plow land before, or did you deliver goods?"
Luo Yang said half-jokingly, he slapped the lines on the palm of his hand like this, the same golden light spread, and with a crisp sound, the bull was slapped on the forehead.
"Crack!"
The golden bull was blocked, and it sank centered on Luoyang's palm. Numerous cracks spread in all directions, and then collapsed with a whimper.
Luo Yang shook his fists continuously, each punch was powerful and heavy, the chariot also collapsed and was blown up in the ring.
The fat man in red was undoubtedly defeated. He refused to admit defeat and was punched in the stomach by Luoyang.
Luoyang went to the next city, and the more mellow dragon veins descended, wandered on the limbs and bones, and finally gathered in the body of the golden carp.
However, the carp in his hand swelled rapidly as if blown by air, and in a blink of an eye, it had reached about Zhangxu, circling around Luoyang, and flicked its tail violently to set off waves of spiritual power.
"Okay, the power of the dragon veins is indeed infinitely useful. When can our Han Empire have such a high-grade dragon vein."
Luoyang is ambitious, talented, and has a heart to swallow mountains and rivers. A mere lower empire is not his goal. He wants to build the Han Empire into a holy country.
To become a dynasty, an imperial dynasty, or even a holy dynasty, rather than a small country in a corner, and if you want to expand your territory, you need the support of the power of dragon veins, and the key is to have your own dragon veins.
The battle of national destiny alone wins water without a source and a tree without roots. If it is used up, it will be gone. This is a one-time consumable.
(End of this chapter)
In the third round, Luoyang's opponent was a bald young man with a thick back and a hulking waist, holding a big wrought copper stick.
Luo Yang shook his head slightly: "It's not a big bald head, are you sure you want to fight with me? Didn't you see that the red-haired brother who was in the third level of the Daotai was defeated?"
The bald young man nodded firmly: "Being cowardly before fighting is not what warriors do, it's not what brave people do. If you don't even have the courage to fight, how can you climb the mountain on the way to practice?"
Luo Yang put away his playful face and put on a solemn expression. Although this opponent is not the strongest, he respects him in awe. Only those with this kind of belief are qualified to climb to the pinnacle of martial arts.
"Okay, if that's the case, let's do it! Luoyang, the Great Han Empire, please enlighten me!" Luoyang stretched out a hand slightly, and waved at the bald youth.
"Roar! Fighting with all directions stick!" The bald young man slammed his shoes and shattered them. He came up barefoot, and a stick blasted out eight moves at the same time, shooting towards Luoyang from eight directions.
A bald young man appeared under each stick, with mysterious lines engraved on his body, grabbed the stick and smashed it down, and the sound of whistling wind and thunder did not stop.
"The method of spiritual power incarnation? It's interesting, but it's far from enough to watch."
Luoyang's body trembled, a golden whirlwind suddenly rose within a radius of ten feet, holding Luoyang in the sword, and spreading in all directions, the eight sticks were twisted as soon as they fell into the golden whirlwind.
There was a tinkling sound, and the wrought copper stick was cut into pieces. Seven of the eight youths collapsed, and the remaining one also flew upside down, bleeding from the corner of his mouth. He was already defeated.
The bald young man had been prepared for a long time. After all, he had seen the power of Luoyang before, so it wasn't that he couldn't afford to lose. He touched his bald head and jumped off the ring, looking very free and easy.
This time, the energy of the dragon vein that came down was as thick as a child's arm, poured into Luoyang's body, countless runes danced, and all the golden light gathered together and turned into a golden carp about a foot long!
This is condensed and transformed by the energy of the dragon vein. Even though it is only about a foot long, it is already comparable to the total amount of the dragon vein that Luoyang obtained from the Black Cloud Empire back then!
The battle continued again. This time, Dongfang Qingyu met a master from the western countries. He had the cultivation base of the third level of Daotai.
But when he met Dongfang Qingyu, he was doomed to have a miserable end. The fists of the holy light blasted down without fancy, and the one who punched more than a dozen times would bleed from all seven orifices.
The number of people decreased and the battle became faster. The fourth round started that night, and more than 500 people fought each other again. Of course, some byes were lucky enough to advance. This is something that others cannot envy.
This time, Han Gusong, the Whale Whale Empire, was the first to play. He was a man with a big waist and a round waist. He had bronze-colored skin, as if cast out of bronze.
It was only in the current battle that he had a clue. When he attacked, the tide was raging, and he directly set off a vast sea to suppress it. The dark green sea covered the sky and the sun, and his opponent couldn't resist at all, so he was so scared that he gave up on the spot.
Because Han Gusong's shots were very ruthless, his opponent was too slow to admit defeat in the last match, and was directly smashed to the ground by the waves, and he was directly torn apart. You must know that killing people is allowed on this kind of battlefield!
Imagine this kind of scene, thousands of young masters selected from the affiliated empire are here to fight and fight, just for the spirit of the dragon veins given by the Moyun Dynasty, it is like wild dogs fighting for food, and outsiders watch and applaud.
To be honest, the people of the Moyun Dynasty didn't care about the life and death of these so-called geniuses at all. Anyway, they were the inferior people in the backcountry, so it didn't matter how many people died.
After Han Gusong won, a large amount of dragon vein energy came down, and the body of the golden carp beside him quickly grew bigger, turning into a large fish about ten feet in length, with dragon patterns appearing on its scales.
And Sun Weiren, another master of the Whale Empire, seemed much more benevolent. Even if he won, he would give the other party a decent way to leave, appearing polite.
Zu Shou and Peng Tao of the Star Empire have starlight jumping on their bodies, like waves, and their moves are open and closed.
"kill!"
There was a loud shout, and a black-clothed man on a certain bluestone ring held a sharp long sword and stabbed at a purple-clothed youth in front of him, directly tearing apart the storm.
"Crash!"
There was an inkstone on top of his head, which was slightly tilted at this moment, and the thick black ink splashed out, and took root and grew as soon as it touched the ground, turning into a pitch-black cage, trapping the purple-clothed youth in the middle.
This inkstone is a rare treasure. Seeing the youth in purple being trapped, the man in black showed a look of reassurance that the overall situation had been settled, and continued to stab forward with the long sword in his hand.
However, in the next second, the light and shadow in front of his eyes changed, and he saw a pair of purple eyes, and in an instant, he seemed to see two Ziwei emperor stars. From the perspective of outsiders, the entire arena was surrounded by the reversed purple air.
There was a scream, and after a few breaths, the purple air dissipated, and there was a gasp, and the man in black, who had just won, fell to the ground.
Limbs were all distorted and deformed, hanging on the ground in a strange posture. It was obvious that the fracture had been comminuted, and the sword was twisted and fell to the ground together.
At this moment, the man in black couldn't even scream, because the severe pain had made him pass out, and he was carried down by the on-site deacon when he stepped off the stage. It was a crushing defeat.
Except for those big figures who are far superior to everyone else, few of the contestants can see what happened just now, but they all know that this purple-clothed youth is a big enemy!
The Moyun Dynasty is in the new year and is celebrating the 60-year national fortune battle. The entire imperial capital is a sea of joy, and it doesn't stop even at night, but it is even more lively.
There are bright lights everywhere, fire trees and silver flowers are never night, red lanterns are hung high, and all kinds of colorful fireworks are constantly blooming in mid-air, which is extraordinarily festive, lively and beautiful.
And there were three people gathered under an old locust tree in the west of the city. One of them was playing chess with a white-haired middle-aged man with rich facial expressions, and a woman was sitting quietly beside him.
She has a plump figure, and the divine light in her eyes is constantly spinning, she looks very miraculous, she looks only 30 years old, and has a different kind of mature charm.
At this time, a white-faced man in a feather coat and a cloak walked over: "I have already contacted that kid, everything is ready, and I will start the plan when the time comes."
Without raising his head, the aggressive man knocked a white piece on the chessboard: "Don't worry, there is more than one person playing this game of chess this time. We don't want to be used as guns. Tell that kid to hold your breath."
The white-haired man scratching his head all the time muttered angrily, "Of course he's not alone, isn't there me playing chess with you? What's wrong with me not being human? Old boy, you have to judge me!"
The blue veins on the man's forehead throbbed wildly: "Shut up Baimao, don't call me old whiteface again, believe it or not, I'll tear your mouth apart?"
The white-haired man curled his lips disapprovingly: "Hey, didn't you call me Baimao just now? Are you only allowed to call me and not me? Is there such a reason in the world? It's really unreasonable!"
The white-haired man looked disappointed and angry: "I really envy the original life, how pure and simple, everyone has food to eat, money to spend, and whoring in brothels. Look at the present, the smog is smoky, the world is in decline, and people's hearts are not old. ah!"
"Are you courting death?"
The beautiful woman who was quiet and gentle yelled angrily, stood up and grabbed the white-haired man's white hair like a chick, and jumped onto the old locust tree.
I tied a knot with that hair, and stuffed it into his mouth with a bluestone slab.
The white-haired man was so full of words that he couldn't speak, he was almost out of breath, but the beautiful woman sealed his dantian, so that he had nowhere to use his strength, so he just swung around there, like the circus The monkey has a virtue.
"Hey, after so many years, it's still that stinky mouth." The aggressive man looked helpless, forget about the sixth brother, come over and take over this game of chess. "
The man in feather clothes nodded: "Brother is very good at chess, I'm afraid the younger brother is no match. With your personal arrangements, this time things will definitely be successful."
The fighting in the arena became more and more intense, Luo Yang played again, this time his opponent was a fat man in red at the beginning of the third stage of the stage.
The fat man in red knew that Luoyang was very powerful and couldn't be treated with common sense, so he went all out when he made a move.
His hands formed seals quickly, with golden rays of light spinning and jumping on his ten fingers, a golden bull appeared in the colorful rain of light, pulling a golden chariot and bumping into it.
The cow's hooves stepped on the ring and made a rattling sound, sparks splashed, and the chariot was heavy and solemn, with the feeling of remaining in a hundred battles. With the low sound of a cow mooing, it appeared in front of Luoyang.
"Did you drive livestock and plow land before, or did you deliver goods?"
Luo Yang said half-jokingly, he slapped the lines on the palm of his hand like this, the same golden light spread, and with a crisp sound, the bull was slapped on the forehead.
"Crack!"
The golden bull was blocked, and it sank centered on Luoyang's palm. Numerous cracks spread in all directions, and then collapsed with a whimper.
Luo Yang shook his fists continuously, each punch was powerful and heavy, the chariot also collapsed and was blown up in the ring.
The fat man in red was undoubtedly defeated. He refused to admit defeat and was punched in the stomach by Luoyang.
Luoyang went to the next city, and the more mellow dragon veins descended, wandered on the limbs and bones, and finally gathered in the body of the golden carp.
However, the carp in his hand swelled rapidly as if blown by air, and in a blink of an eye, it had reached about Zhangxu, circling around Luoyang, and flicked its tail violently to set off waves of spiritual power.
"Okay, the power of the dragon veins is indeed infinitely useful. When can our Han Empire have such a high-grade dragon vein."
Luoyang is ambitious, talented, and has a heart to swallow mountains and rivers. A mere lower empire is not his goal. He wants to build the Han Empire into a holy country.
To become a dynasty, an imperial dynasty, or even a holy dynasty, rather than a small country in a corner, and if you want to expand your territory, you need the support of the power of dragon veins, and the key is to have your own dragon veins.
The battle of national destiny alone wins water without a source and a tree without roots. If it is used up, it will be gone. This is a one-time consumable.
(End of this chapter)
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