Age of Gods: I'm on the Account of the Ancient Gods

"I've said it all, you're right, why are you still interfering with my fruit picking?" Zhang Jing looked at him helplessly.

Tang Lang stared at Zhang Jing.

Fighting intent suddenly burned in his eyes.

"I underestimated you, you are stronger than I thought."

"My knife is very fast, but you can block it, which means you are qualified to fight me."

The three of Gan Wencui were shocked when they heard this.

Tang Lang actually admitted that this kid could fight him?

Tang Lang is a ten-star lowgod!

I heard that he has been looking for the god fire that suits him best, so he has been stuck in this god position for a long time.

Otherwise, Tang Lang would have ignited the divine fire long ago and stepped into the ranks of middle gods!

"Boss, we seem to have underestimated that kid's strength." Wen coughed lightly and said seriously.

Cui became more serious, "Boss, I think we are not prepared enough, why don't we come back next time?"

Gan up is a burst chestnut.

"What are you afraid of! It's a good thing that the two of them are similar in strength!"

"Only when the strength is similar, will both sides suffer, and we will have the chance to be fisherman!"

Wen and Cui suddenly realized, and gave a thumbs up again, "Tall, it's too high, you deserve to be the boss."

In the woods.

Zhang Jing tilted his head, "You must have that serious illness."

"I'm here to pick fruit. If you insist on saying that this is yours, I will admit that this is yours. If you insist on fighting with me."

Tang Lang frowned, "You won't hit me? Then I'll hit you!"

After the words fell, he drew his sword again.

The light of the knife is like a white horse passing through the gap, slashing down wildly.

Zhang Jing turned around with a halberd.

Bang.

Tang Lang's sharp knife struck the halberd, but was knocked back three steps by the force of the shock.

Tang Lang was even more excited.

He thought he was already invincible among the lower gods.

I didn't expect to meet someone who could fight today!

"You must be the same as me. You have been trapped in the ten-star lower god for a long time, and you are also looking for a suitable god fire?"

Tang Lang immediately felt sorry for the young man in front of him.

Zhang Jing was puzzled, "God under ten stars? No, I'm only six stars."

Tang Lang, "..."

"Are you kidding me?"

His movement of retracting the knife froze for a moment.

Six-star undergod.

impossible?

There is still a small threshold between six stars and ten stars.

That is the leap from six stars to seven stars.

There is a huge gap in the total amount of divine power, physical strength, and defense in all aspects.

The three of Gan Wencui also froze.

Is this kid really a six-star lowgod?

If that's the case, how good is his aptitude?

Wen Moran said, "Boss, I think this kid will definitely be the pillar of the country in the future, why don't we try to think about him."

Cui Ye said solemnly, "Boss, you know, I have always cared about the growth of flowers in my motherland, they are the future of our great summer, not to mention such a very qualified flower..."

Gan was impatient, "Shut up!"

"If you want to run, just say you want to run. Why are you making so many excuses to deceive ghosts?"

Wen and Cui looked at each other, "Well, I want to run."

Gan immediately raised his forehead.

Damn, why do I have these two teammates.

in the woods.

Tang Lang said seriously, "How do you want to fight me?"

Zhang Jing is also very serious, "I am a very principled person. I will never do other things until the work in hand is finished."

Tang Lang stared at him carefully for a while.

He came to the woods just to pick up the fruit.

And he only wants the best.

But Zhang Jing is not. Zhang Jing picks the fruit when he sees it.

A posture that if I can't finish picking today, I will stay here and not leave.

Generally speaking, only those who have little money will make such a relatively cheap move.

Tang Lang tentatively said, "I'll give you money, ten thousand orbs of faith, fight with me."

Chapter 111 Old Tang, we will be good brothers from now on, fight with me more when you have time

Zhang Jing turned his head immediately, "My principles have always been related to money."

Zhang Jing smiled knowingly when he heard the sound of ten thousand faith orbs arriving in the account.

He directly pulled out the halberd and faced Tang Lang.

Tang Lang was also very happy.

He has a lot of savings.

[-] orbs of faith can fight happily.

He feels very profitable.

Dangdang.

The sound of gold and iron is endless.

The sharp knife and the halberd collided again and again.

The three of Gan Wencui could only see the frightening light flickering.

The three were terrified.

Tang Lang is very strong, they know it.

Any one of the three of them fighting Tang Lang alone would be pinned to the ground and exploded with hammers.

But this young man, a mere student, can even compete with Tang Lang?

I can't take it!

"Wait, after the game is over, if I win, should I add more money?"

Halfway through the fight, Zhang Jing suddenly asked.

Tang Lang was taken aback.

He fought with others, and he had never encountered such a situation.

Fighting and fighting, the first question is whether you can add more money if you win the fight.

Tang Lang said helplessly, "Okay, if you win, double the amount, and I will give you [-] Faith Orbs!"

Zhang Jing suddenly regained his spirits.

Bang bang bang.

The halberd smashed violently, hitting Tang Lang back steadily.

Tang Lang's eyes were full of fighting spirit.

"Divine Art, Storm Footsteps!"

In an instant, his feet seemed to be surrounded by a strong wind.

The speed increased dramatically!

Increased speed brings faster knife light!

Dangdangdang——!

The sword was so bright that Zhang Jing retreated continuously.

In an instant, the situation was reversed!

Zhang Jing was slightly surprised.

As expected of Tang Lang, the explorers who often wander around Yucheng City know him.

Sure enough, there is no virtual person under the reputation.

A magic spell is enough to change the battle situation.

"However, I also have such magic."

Zhang Jing rubbed a blessing on his body.