Retired god king transferred to witch idol manager

Light and raging flames melted into a golden fire, and the arrogance soared straight into the sky. Once it found the opponent, it would hit it like a shooting star!

The speed of the golden meteor was astonishing, and it crossed the canyon in just a few seconds. Heroic spirits descended from the sky is a very common method for believers in the Temple of War.

Lin Dichen looked at the meteor, and for some reason, he was in a daze. He changed his previous agile and quick tactics, and Ye Luo in the waiting room was very anxious.

"break."

At the moment when the heat was approaching, the boy muttered to himself like a dream, and Kuroki raised his hand to poke the corner of the golden fireball.

Click!

As if being precisely hit the vital point, the flames in the sky were fragmented, and the dark black front blocked the surging momentum with a simple finger, piercing the waist and abdomen of the golden armor through the flames, and the defensive accessories on Dalton's body were activated immediately.

Hum-------!

The light blue light wave blocked the blow and then disappeared. Lord Cangqing spent enough money to equip himself with magic outfits of the same level within the scope allowed by the rules.

"He... can see the soul pulse?"

The star of Aries makes his eyes puzzled. This boy is indeed unique, as Principal Reinhardt said.

Lin Dichen's seemingly random sword finger is very difficult to operate in practice. If he judges wrong, he will hit the stone with an egg and be melted by the meteorite.

Any martial arts and spells have weaknesses, just like marching formations, but the speed of the element structure is too fast, and the context is changing all the time. It is better to use elemental restraint to avoid the attack range than to be distracted when confronting the enemy on the spot.

And Lin Dichen's counterattack was almost arrogant, obviously he didn't take Dalton seriously, and the effect was remarkable. This kind of elemental cognition is not like a student at all, even most of the instructors present can't do it.

This is indeed the case, the same martial skill has completely different effects when used by different people, the guy in front of him is full of flaws in the eyes of the young man......

Dalton was stunned for a moment, although he didn't know what Lin Dichen had done, he didn't just stand there stupidly.

"Glory burns!"

As the heroic spirit roared, the waves of fire washed away, and the flames released by Dalton bombarded the surroundings like a circular shock wave, and the sand and rocks cracked and the cliffs trembled.

Lin Dichen's eyes were not blinded by vision at all, and he accurately found the loopholes in the elemental field of vision. When the rotten wood was lightly lifted upwards, it was a wind wall, and the wind of darkness firmly blocked the fire waves.

The martial arts practiced by Lord Cangqing are gorgeous and shocking, with a wide range, just like actors on the stage, bringing strong senses to the audience, and it is easy to create the illusion that he is in the upper hand.

But this approach is quite stupid, and it is a waste of souls on the road to promotion with a tight schedule.

However, Dalton himself didn't seem to think so, and regarded Lin Dichen's first-line resistance as a sign of weakness, frantically pushing the wave forward, and did not hesitate to use magic equipment to increase it.

The wind wall cut off most of the threats, but some flames still fell on the shoulders of the black-clothed swordsman. The heat wave continued to invade and failed to break through the soul shield, but made it difficult for the scorched school uniform to cover his body.

Lin Dichen still stood at the initial position, motionless, his thin body with sharp muscle lines, and the audience outside the venue finally saw that this was a man.

"Damn it, you actually missed it... What a pity, what a pity!"

Rodriguez clapped his palms and shook his head regretfully. Chike beside him looked surprised, thinking that the senior saw that Lin Dichen was about to lose.

The opinions of the audience outside the arena showed two extremes. Most people believed that Lord Cangqing was fierce and brave and had an absolute advantage, while the contestants and instructors above the Sanctuary all saw that Dalton's arrogant style of play would soon be overwhelmed. There will be no successor, and it is only a matter of time before defeat.

Nolan squinted his eyes, lying on the soft chest of the dragon wife, his attention was attracted by the tattoo on the boy's body.

Lin Dichen's heart was imprinted with a beast's head, outlining some kind of indescribable ferocious monster. The blue-faced fangs were neither lion nor tiger, and the most striking thing was a torn scar on the totem.

"Abandoned by the clan?"

Celanie blinked, and many instructors also noticed the reason why the child didn't use the power of the totem.

The heat wave was scorching the ground, Dalton thought he had the chance to win, and stared at the disheveled young man behind the wind wall.

"For the sake of the alumni, if you surrender now, I can let you exit with dignity."

Lin Dichen twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he was amused, his pretty face melted from ice and snow, and his face was charming.

"Well, you asked for it."

Dalton nodded, knowing that he would not surrender, that was not important, what was important was that he came prepared and would definitely steal the show.

Dalton inserted the war blade into the ground, clenched his fists tightly, and more intense golden flames erupted from his body, and the fluctuations of his soul gradually increased, reaching the critical point of the sub-sage.

"What does he want to do?"

Messiah had a weird expression, secretly cheering up Lin Dichen.

Immediately afterwards, the instructors looked moved, and realized what, this guy was already ready to break through at the scene of the Star Martial Arts Competition?

Dalton's face was flushed, his veins were exposed, his eyes were full of anticipation, and he rallied his soul to hit the last barrier. He waited for the opportunity with great effort for the glory of this day.

677. The outcome is decided?

Boom!

The golden flames soared into the sky, and the terrifying fluctuations completely crossed the sixteenth-level threshold, which was incomparable to the previous ones.

Dalton stretched his neck, bathed in the golden flames of battle, his body looked brand new, he clenched his sword and smiled coldly, feeling the unprecedented surge of power, imagining the cries of the common people outside the arena in his mind.

"Another saint."

Although it is crammed...

Liszt smiled and applauded. It seems that this Star Wars will surely be remembered in history and become the pride of the Free Federation.

Vivienne's expression was regretful, and there was only pure worry as a teacher, because Dalton's aura was very unstable, and his soul fluctuation was far from that of Alicia who was crowned yesterday. He was really the weakest of the sanctuary warriors.

All the big shots knew it, it was obvious that they forcibly absorbed a large number of magic crystals to be promoted, but the crystal nucleus of the monster contained a lot of impurities, and it was difficult to integrate powers that did not belong to him. This would be a great hindrance to Dalton's future growth .

Such an outstanding talent, obviously as long as he studies patiently, he will shine brightly sooner or later, even Shikoti sighed and couldn't be happy.

Even so, it is difficult for ordinary people to use such extravagant means to break the saint. The efficiency of absorbing the reserve elements in the magic crystal is extremely low. Dalton spent at least hundreds of saint-level crystal cores of the same attribute, which is enough to supply a small plane war.

Several principals disagreed with this short-sighted approach, but Dalton's genuine sanctuary soul was indeed beyond the reach of the sub-sacred fighters, and they made it clear that they were only fighting for a moment.

Reinhardt directly concluded, "The outcome has been decided."

Zenola and Messiah had ugly expressions, wishing Dalton would be beaten up by Lin Dichen, which seems unlikely now.

The silver-haired girl in the next room smiled brighter. I didn't expect Dalton to prepare such a scene for himself. The idea was good, but it's a pity that the bigger the B outfit, the worse the fall will be.

The Star Fighter breaking through the sanctuary in the arena is undoubtedly a surprise that detonated the audience. The audience naturally boiled and cheered for the human prince. This is what Dalton expected to see.

At the bottom of the canyon, Lin Dichen's eyes changed quietly. He seemed to have underestimated the other party's determination and had no choice but to get serious.

The rotten wood waved, and the impact of the fire suddenly dissipated, leaving only the bitter black wind whimpering in the air.

"Fake."

Dalton raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect this kid to taunt and sneer, "Do you know who you're talking to, Bastard, I'm Lord Cangqing of the Holy Alliance, and I will eventually become the Lord of War Apostle of the Hall of Valor."

The golden war blade swept across the gap, and the turbulent golden flames swept across Lin Dichen's body, but it seemed that he hadn't touched anything. The boy disappeared in place, just an afterimage.

"Blind people only seek hypocrisy, can't see the way forward, can't find the way back, poor, sad."

Just when everyone thought that the first match was about to end, a gloomy wind blew up in the canyon, and the sound was everywhere, but Lin Dichen was nowhere to be seen. The way out was blocked.

"impossible!"

Dalton looked around, and all he could see was a wall of tornadoes. His eyes were extremely horrified. He had clearly entered the sanctuary, but it was difficult to catch Lin Dichen's real body.

hiss......

The breeze blew past, and Dalton's back was cooled, adding a scratch, and he didn't even notice the sword!

"what!?"

The arrogance shield condensed by the souls of the sanctuary seemed insignificant under Lin Dichen's sword. The sword was rotten wood, and the man was flesh and blood. The young man broke through the saint's defense without any external help, and everyone on the rostrum was surprised.

Unbelievable!

"Hey, how did he do it?"

Virgo makes the eyes shine, which is the real surprise.

Reinhard squinted his eyes, and his eyes flickered. He was one of the few beings who could keep up with Lin Dichen's movements. That was not a speed that Yasheng could match, and the Wind Whisperer might not be able to do it either.

Sure enough, he understood the law ahead of time, and was prying out the truth with his sub-sage body. The question is how is it possible?

The incident happened again, and the audience outside the arena lost the vision of the second contestant. They saw the soul-melting heroic warrior in the sanctuary, who was supposed to be above all living beings, like a headless fly, waving a golden war blade like a windmill, vainly trying to kill the invisible. The wind cuts off.

"drink!"

Dalton's bursting martial art is extremely powerful, breaking mountains and cracking rocks, still brave, but this time he couldn't even find the target.

The wind was howling, like howling, pervasive. Careful people soon found that the majestic golden armor was full of scars and scratches, and the magic ornaments worn by Lord Cangqing were also broken one by one.

However, Lin Dichen's sharpness had just been revealed. When the breath of the wind pierced through the vulnerable golden flame again, Dalton's last magic armor for body protection was cut into pieces by the wind in an instant.

"What martial art is this?"

Instructor Rhine's expression was apprehensive, and he was actually a little scared. Otherwise, their end would only be more miserable.

Byron opened his eyes wide and exclaimed: "The head of the academy's vision is really powerful, Saint Lunza is so strong, maybe he might become the second existence to defeat the saint by leapfrogging."

Vivienne could only smile wryly, how could she think that the spokesperson was just such a monster, and Shikoti was also in a daze, there was no time to be surprised.

Vivienne looked at Shi Koudi suspiciously, Shi Koudi could only look at Wudi, God knows what this guy did to Lin Dichen.

The situation reversed in a moment, and the audience outside the stadium didn't even see Lin Dichen's shadow, Dalton was stripped of all defenses, and his naked body was exposed to the air, which was very funny.

Is this still the saint they know?

The strong wind continued to shuttle through the canyon, without magic clothes and armor, there were fine bloodstains on the strong body of Lord Cangqing.

Every wisp of breeze is a young man's sword, and every sword is as thin as a cow's hair, but it is like a thousand cuts, killing the insignificant dignity of Lord Cangqing.

It only takes a moment to go from heaven to hell, and the star player who just broke through the sanctuary has become a joke of the audience in an instant, the most humble saint in history.

"No, it shouldn't be like this!"

Dalton collapsed in shame and anger, and immediately raised his fists and shouted: "Great God of War, your loyal servant is here to pray, please grant me unstoppable strength!"

He hasn't lost yet, he won't lose, the title of Lord Cangqing not only allowed him to obtain the qualification for further study, but also got the brand of the God of War, and truly became an apostle, which should have been the trump card of other powerful enemies .

Reinhardt nodded. Dalton was blindly arrogant and made a fool of himself. He didn't have the character that a star fighter should have, but he hasn't lost yet. The heroic warrior still has the power of faith bestowed by the Temple of War.

678. Who Is the Protagonist?

"I'm angry, wouldn't it be okay if I did this earlier? However, it's shameful to activate the brand to deal with a sub-sage!"

Olivia laughed out loud, almost forgetting something important, until Wu Ji pulled Nolan's skirt and whispered.

"I said, isn't the Hall of Valor completely destroyed, where should he go to beg for the favor of the gods?"

Nolan blinked and said innocently: "Yes, where should he go to beg for God's favor?"

What happened next was the highlight. Everyone thought that Lin Dichen was proud to be able to force a saint to go all out.

However, the glory of Lord Cangqing bestowed by the head of the heroic spirit was weak, and it only shone for a while before dimming. The expected violent fighting spirit never came.

The audience was silent, because nothing happened to Dalton, and the God of War did not take care of this helpless heroic spirit.

Eva in the lounge had an ugly expression on her face, covering her brand in fear, as if she had guessed something.

"How is this going......."

Dalton roared again. He tried several times but couldn't activate the brand, and the trace of fighting spirit even became weaker and weaker until it disappeared completely.

The instructors looked at each other, and it was the first time they saw the brand disappear. The apostle was the servant of the God Lord. It was very rare for the apostle to be like Fen Ruier. Except for the felony being punished by God, it was never heard of in the known records.

The first match of Group A was full of twists and turns. The newly promoted Apostle of Heroes, who was sure of winning, was toyed with by the applause and looked at the sky like a fool.

"Your god is useless."

The unpredictable and gloomy wind condensed into the figure of a young man, and the murderous look was just like a brutal beast that had just escaped from birth, and the black ponytail became the scariest mark.

Lin Dichen's soul fluctuations were still hovering at the sixteenth level, but his aura was unprecedentedly strong. A hard rotten wood in his hand was as heavy as mountains and rivers, and the pressure of the turbulent sword made it difficult for Dalton to breathe.

Nameless panic filled everyone's heart, this battle has already subverted the perception of ordinary people, only Batian smiled.

He was all too familiar with that smell, the demons and ghosts in the Qilin Prison lingered, and the unique hostility would make that child unstoppable.

Prisoners who can survive the desperate situation have a reason to live. Zhang Tiange is, and Lin Dichen is also. They have found faith in the dark, and will eventually send the clan totem to destruction.

Dalton yelled violently, clenched the war blade with both hands and danced the war hurricane, which spanned across both sides of the canyon, blurred the view of the observation lens, and cut off the afterimage of the young man.

"Impulse makes you lose your mind...."

A mocking voice came from the top of the head. It turned out that Lin Dichen hadn't left the cliff and stayed where he was.