The so-called Battle of the Son of God is to invite all the talented warriors from China to participate in the competition.
No matter whether it is age or race, all Chinese people can participate, including overseas Chinese.
The total is divided into three levels: the soul, soul and celestial phenomena.
The champions in the three ranks are all Son of God.
There are only differences in ranks among the sons of gods, but no distinction in ranks.
All Sons of God can obtain massive resources.
For the Son of God of Different Levels, the Temple of War will arrange special training based on their actual situation.
“Girl, you can advance. If you participate in the Yuanshen realm, you are too weak.”
Luo Xiaohu hooked Yuwen Lian’s shoulders: “After your grandfather comes back, he will start to refine the Eternal Pill.”
“This?”
Yuwen Lian was panicked instead. She dreamed of returning to normal before.
But now, she was afraid. If she affected her talent and became a waste, it would be miserable.
To be fair, she doesn’t know how to choose.
“Don’t think about it, there is no direct evidence to prove that you are extraordinary talent because you have eaten the dwarf fruit.”
Luo Xiaohu thought about it and proposed a compromise method: “If you are really afraid, then eat the immortal pill after you advance.”
“Uncle, do you have any living resources?”
Yuwen Lian lowered her voice: “For insurance, wait until I advance to the peak of my soul, and then eat the immortal pill.”
“Girl, you are not big, but your heart is not small.”
Luo Xiaohu was so amazed and crying that he thought of Koizumi Taiyu. That guy was at the peak of Xuanren, and his energy should be enough.
Talking about Koizumi Taigun’s situation: “There is a short man. Whether he can reach the peak of his soul depends on his luck.”
“Uncle, you are so nice, kiss me.”
Yuwen Lian jumped up, screamed and threw herself into her arms, and kissed her on her face.
Then he blew his breath in his ear and said charmingly: “I become the Son of God, I will be your woman.”
“It’s not so easy to become the Son of God. Don’t forget that this is a competition of geniuses of all races.”
Luo Xiaohu pulled away her little hand: “It’s not just geniuses of geniuses of all races, but also the monsters of the Temple of War.”
“I think I can win.”
Yuwen Lian hugged Luo Xiaohu’s arm: “Tell me a few heavenly-level martial arts skills, and you will definitely be able to sweep everything.”
“Girl, you’re so greedy, be careful to hold you to death.”
Luo Xiaohu opened his little hand: “Even in the Soul Realm, even if you practice the Heavenly-level martial arts skills, you can’t exert your power.”
“I don’t care. If you don’t teach me, I will tell my aunt that you’re bullying me.”
YuwenLian pouted her mouth and twisted her waist and acted coquettishly: “At least, it can save lives at critical moments.”
“Even if you advance to the peak of the soul, you can use it at most once. If you don’t slap the enemy, you’ll be done.”
Luo Xiaohu had a headache: “The energy is exhausted and the thief is gone, so you can only be slaughtered.”
“Uncle, please, I know the measure. I will never use it until the moment of life and death.”
Yuwen Lian continued to act coquettishly. If you want to become the son of god, you must prepare a trump card, or even a king bomb.
Heavenly-level martial arts may not be the king’s bomb, but it is one of the trump cards.
“I’ll talk about this matter when your grandfather comes back, and see what his attitude is.”
Luo Xiaohu took Yuwen Lian and others down the rooftop: “In addition, it’s up to see what magical powers you awaken at that time.”
During lunch, Luo Xiaohu made a “great” suggestion.
This suggestion is to let Yuwen Feng and Fenghuang Young Woman, that is, Feng Xiangying, become husband and wife.
Of course, it can be formal, which is the so-called Taoist companion, which facilitates the dual cultivation of yin and yang.