Supreme Training System

Chapter 18 Death Scythe
"Ding! Player 'Zhao Xing' triggers the side mission 'The Lost Myth'!"

"Ding! Task content: There is a fault in the world of Tianyuan World, and many myths have disappeared in the inheritance. Take history as a mirror to know the rise and fall."

"Mission reward: Improve the realm of Tier [-] Martial Arts. One S-level lottery draw.!"

"Failure Punishment: Randomly erase a combat skill."

"Mission reminder: Player 'Zhao Xing' needs to obtain the map of the secret realm, open the secret realm of inheritance, and go through various tests."

Over the past few days, with the understanding of the Supreme Valkyrie system, I also have my own summary of the so-called lottery.

The level of the task corresponds to the level of the lottery.

In other words, the mission of the disappearing myth is an S-level mission.

The dangers involved are self-evident.

"However, the reward is really generous, and it will definitely make me a master in one fell swoop."

Without any hesitation, Zhao Xing has already regarded the mysterious remnant map as his property.

Of course, there is absolutely nothing to say about the warriors who covet the remnants of the secret realm.

The behavior of Zhenbao Pavilion also makes people feel inexplicable.

Not to mention, the branch of the Treasure Pavilion in Fallen Leaf City is not even a branch.How could there be world fragments and such a tyrannical combat skill auction as the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm?

And the appearance of the remnants of the secret realm reveals all sorts of weirdness.

Ancient ruins?Sovereign inheritance?
Just a little bit of edge, Zhenbao Pavilion definitely has reason to keep it by itself.How can it be put up for auction?
For a moment, countless thoughts flashed through Zhao Xing's mind.

"Remnant map of the secret realm, five-star item, starting price is 30 gold coins, with an increase of no less than [-] each time, start bidding now!"

As soon as the auctioneer Dan Si's words fell, Zhou Zheng's voice sounded.

"Five thousand points!"

Many bidders all looked dumbfounded.

"Points? What a prodigal! Although the exchange rate between official points and gold coins is 1:100. However, there are always too many monks and too few. In the black market, it even reaches 1:130."

"As long as you have enough points, regardless of whether you are a disciple of the Holy Land, you can exchange it for training combat skills in any Holy Land."

"Amazing, my brother! Even if you don't bid for anything, what happened during the auction is definitely worth talking about."

……

Zhao Xing's anguish caused by the fact that he may not have enough funds in his hands and may miss the remnants of the secret realm was instantly smoothed away.

"Shoot it! Shoot it hard! The remnant map of the secret realm falls into your hands, isn't it right in my pocket?"

The auction is in full swing.

Zhao Xing, who was relaxed, moved his eyes back and forth on the illusion screen.

"Hehe! Ghosts and snakes appear one by one. It seems that today's night will become very long!"

The appearance of the remnants of the secret realm not only stirred up Zhao Xing's mood.

In some corners of the large hall on the second floor, figures also jumped out in twos and threes, their whole bodies covered in mysterious black robes.The moan was slightly hoarse, like the call of a male duck.

Obviously, they were trying to hide their true identities.

However, what does everything have to do with oneself.As long as you don't mess with yourself, the sea and the sky will be bright.

If he was rampant in front of him, or plotted against him, he would kill him directly.

And Zhou Zheng seems to have come here for the remnants of the secret realm.

No matter how the opponent bids, he will spare no effort.In an instant, the bidding price had risen to [-] points.

"Thirteen thousand points once!"

"Two times for [-] points!"

"Thirteen thousand points three times."

"Deal! Congratulations, our gentleman in Room [-] has obtained the mysterious remnant map of the secret realm."

After looking at the end of the auction, Zhao Xing stood up and walked out of the room.

Coincidentally, Zhou Zheng and Sun Sheng from Room 4 came out and happened to meet up.

"Boy, the grasshopper after autumn will not last long. I hope you run faster, so that I will have a little bit of fun!"

"Grasshoppers after autumn really can't last long."

Zhao Xing nodded in agreement, but his tone was full of teasing: "Who is the grasshopper, it's still too early to say."

Hearing the first half of Zhao Xing's words, Zhou Zheng had a hint of arrogance on his face, obviously thinking that the other party had already surrendered.

But the second half of the sentence sounded, but it made him feel that he couldn't hold his face.

"Show your tongue quickly. I'll cut off your tongue later, and I'll see how crazy you are!"

When the two met each other, the smell of gunpowder was full of gunpowder.

For a moment, the two smiled in a tacit understanding, and walked towards the entrance of the auction at the same time.Warriors who don't know the relationship between the two may think that the two are very close friends.

The night was slightly cold, and he couldn't see his fingers, as if he couldn't bear to witness the imminent killing.

Zhou Zheng walked out of the Treasure Pavilion first.

Then there was contempt in his eyes, he stared at Zhao Xing firmly, and didn't speak, but his eyes had completely exposed the thoughts in his heart.

Zhao Xing smiled and was about to step forward.

Suddenly, a trace of astonishment appeared on his cheek.

Whoosh whoosh!
Three figures suddenly appeared by Zhou Zheng's side. They seemed to have a tacit understanding, and their moves were ruthless, each move aimed at Zhou Zheng's vitals.

It is foreseeable that once Zhou Zheng is hit, he will be disabled even if he is not dead.

"presumptuous!"

Zhou Zheng was terrified by the sudden attack.

A gleam of blue light flashed across, and a faint light curtain rose on Zhou Zheng's body.

And the attack that appeared suddenly, although powerful, could only stir up the slightest ripples on the light curtain.

"You idiots dare to plot against me. Everyone doesn't have to leave."

The resentful tone, as well as the fire-breathing eyes, instantly exposed Zhou Zheng's mood.

As soon as the words fell, several figures also appeared around.

They wore black robes, bronze masks, and held black spears in their hands.

The figures seemed to fit perfectly with the night, if they hadn't jumped out suddenly.Even if warriors pass by them, it may be difficult to detect their figures.

kill!

kill!

kill!

There were bursts of killing sounds, and a blood-red aura seemed to rise all around.The entire range of tens of feet in front of the Zhenbao Pavilion was shrouded in an icy aura.

Killing happens at this moment!
And although the three figures were a little thin, they didn't seem to have any fear.

Suddenly, a red light flashed in the palm of one of the warriors, a long knife with a strange shape, as thin as a cicada's wing and curved like a sickle.

Strange cloud seals floated on them like spirited elves.

Outlining everything with each other, it seems to be evolving into a three-headed giant wolf roaring to the sky.

"Death sickle? You are the killers of the blood-clothed men organization!"

Zhou Zheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and a trace of horror flashed across.

As a direct descendant of the Zhou family, he has a better understanding of the five major forces in the Great Chu Kingdom than most warriors.

(End of this chapter)