Devouring the Starry Sky begins with the battle of geniuses

Chapter 114: Should we solve the problem, or will we only rely on the fight for the blood of the King of Gangs?

The nobles of the Abyss are arrogant and look down on people of lower races.

They hate innocence, and even want to kill it quickly. Their emotions are not fake at all.

But it must be said that among the abandoned inferior races, the one they admire and like the most is also a rebellious guy like Hunzhen who does not take them seriously.

Dislike and love coexist, this is the abyss royal family's two sides of innocence, no false feelings.

But people like Valente, who follow the crowd and flatter others, are actually the most despised beings among the lower races that they look down on.

"We hate him and are angry because of him, because in a sense, we have regarded him as an opponent worthy of fighting! We want to drive away all enemies and sworn enemies!"

Because we value it, we hate it.

"But what kind of trash do you think you are?"

Sixth level combat power, a legendary figure in the eyes of lower races?
They just think Valente is like a funny clown.

On the contrary, I was more curious about how Hunzhen would react.

Will it be level [-] or above... level [-] combat power?

At this moment, no matter high or low, no matter the royal family of the abyss or the lower races, all focus on Hun Zhen.

"What? Can't refute? Are you speechless?"

Faced with Valente's condemnation, Hunzhen was speechless for a moment.

It is said that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are not. Before the abyss royal family can say anything, this comrade who is apparently in the same class as him jumps out and wants to slap him in the face to flatter his royal father.

This scene... always feels familiar.

Everything reincarnates, and even if the world changes, nothing seems to have changed.

Hunzhen sighed softly, with cold and indifferent eyes, and asked: "Are these your last words?"

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was already excited.

"What did he just say?"

"He is indeed a traitor to the Lord. No wonder he speaks so wildly."

"Who does he think he is? He is so complacent after winning a small martial arts festival? Lord Valente was his so-called champion tens of thousands of years ago!"

Among the many contestants, Hunzhen is undoubtedly the one with the lowest background.

Valente has long been confirmed to be a sixth-level combat power. Not counting the Abyss Royal Family, he is the pinnacle level among the contestants. He is regarded as the spokesperson of countless inferior races and a star figure with his own traffic.

But being ridiculed like this?

The audience won't care about the authenticity of Valente's remarks slandering Hunzhen, they just think that Hunzhen's words are shameless.

Many of Valente's fans in the audience were in high spirits. If it weren't for the existence of the defensive field, they would have taken out eggs and smashed Hun Zhen's head.

Valente himself was also livid.

Given his background, he had naturally heard of Hun Zhen's deeds of killing a sixth-level combat powerhouse.

Naturally, Valente would not completely despise Hunzhen because of this, but... he wouldn't take it too seriously either.

After all, he himself is already a strong man at the top of the sixth level, and he is confident that he can also defeat the pretender who was killed by Hunzhen.

Hunzhen may have some strength, but to surpass him, a genius who reached the sixth level of combat power tens of thousands of years ago?

Impossible.

Although he kneels and licks the abyss royal family, he still has the confidence of being a strong man.

Among the lower-class races, he is already at the top of the echelon.

Therefore, I was extremely angry at Qingzhen's verbal retaliation, which seemed to be a sentence of death.

Valente sneered: "I have changed my mind. For such a shameless betrayer like you, letting you die casually is too light a punishment. I will tear your mouth to pieces, smash your knees, and let you die." After you apologize in front of everyone in the world, you will be executed in a hurry! To forgive your heinous sin of disrespect!"

Seeing Valente putting hats on his head, turning himself into a heinous person in a blink of an eye, he sighed in his heart. If he had just traveled through time, his blood pressure might have soared.

When recalling their past lives, when they were accused of similar unfounded charges and asked to self-examine, most of them felt mentally and physically exhausted.

How do you prove something you have never done?

Most people can't do it.

There is no evidence to prove that he did not do it, but it only makes the other party more arrogant and righteous.

For the only surviving soldier in the army to prove that he is not a betrayer, the best way is to die on the battlefield and never come back.

As for the "general" and the "soldier" who had a conflict and were killed by the "soldier"... Even if such a thing is true, it will only be based on words.

Hunzhen has always been "poor in words".

It’s not that he doesn’t know how to speak, he always comes out on top when he says something witty and funny.

I just hate the social rhetoric that is full of traps, as well as the silly words spoken to gain benefits and status, and the subjective essays that confuse right and wrong to satisfy personal deformed desires.

So he was very lucky to have come to such a world.

Let yourself, who is not good at words, have a way to deal with things happily.

"Your time has come."

Puff.

Time stagnates and space collapses.

With a casual squeeze, Hunzhen crushed the biological machine named Valente that was still active just now into minced meat.

If you don’t want to waste time explaining the problem, just deal with the person who asked the question and talked nonsense directly.

In a world where great power belongs to oneself, it is so simple and crude.

The crowd that had been cheering and cursing just now fell into silence as if a pause button had been pressed.

And a second later, cheers like mountains and seas resounded throughout the arena.

The guy who was surrounded by everyone a second ago is no longer paying attention to him, and the person who was scorned as trash a second ago has become their new hero.

In the crystal chamber, the voices of the nobles who communicated with the resonance of a large group unconsciously took on a solemn tone.

"Eighth level combat power."

"It is definitely a combat power above level eight!"

In the midst of the discussion, a nobleman known for his lofty vision suddenly interrupted: "Even...higher."

All the nobles fell silent.

Perhaps only at the level of King Blood can one truly see the level of innocence.

But in the final analysis, the so-called Great Fighting Festival is just a "small activity" carried out in the shallow layer of the abyss to promote the relationship between the royal family of the abyss and the lower races.

The number of king blood is extremely rare. At the same time, the number of silver ghosts existing at the same time barely exceeded a hundred people, and most of them were active in the deep layers.

King-blooded people like Mililata, who have been waiting in the shallow layer for a long time, are completely alien.Not to mention whether they are present, even if they are present, they are not on the same level as the nobles, at least for now they are not in the same "communication channel."

After a brief silence, the nobleman who appeared in the opening match, Ronaldo, said slowly: "According to the venue, I will be the first to face him."

"Are you sure?"

"No."

Ronaldo did not hesitate to give such an answer, but it was obviously a response without confidence, but all the nobles could hear a bit of excitement in his voice.

Everyone felt the same way.

……

Valente was killed with one blow, and this result almost announced that Qing Zhen would have a smooth road to the finals.

There is no doubt that at Valente's level, to achieve an instant kill, Hunzhen has already used the power of time and space at the same time.

He didn't intend to hide it for too long.

Most of these contestants are old guys who have stayed at the peak of the Domain Lord level for dozens of epochs. Perhaps most of their talents are not as good as the top geniuses in the universe, but they are still outstanding at the first level. Coupled with the accumulation of time, their strength alone is not Worse than a genius who has only been practicing for a short period of time.

To survive in the Purgatory Abyss, the weakest have to have stellar strength, which is determined by the world level. These guys who can stand out will not be too bad.

This is a group of inferior races that can be called the strongest except for the royal guards and knights in the ninth level, which is close to the deep elites and can be called the base camp of countless inferior races.

Level-breaking masters are rare, but with more than [-]% of the population living in half the abyss and the entire abyss, it is natural that there will be tens of thousands of them.

There is no one who can at least break through the fourth round of knockout who is not a master of level-breaking.

In the face of such a strong person, over the past hundred years, although Hunzhen has absorbed the origin of time and space and improved his compatibility with the laws of time and space, his cultivation efficiency is no longer as poor as before. It is better to say that he has become a genius in normal space. However, this The spatial perception of reaching the eighth floor of Tongtian Bridge through water grinding is still a bit unsatisfactory.

Take Valente for example, this guy has an extraordinary background and extremely high talent. If Hunzhen hadn't appeared, he could definitely be said to be the number one genius among the lower races in the abyss since hundreds of centuries.

It's a pity that his character is too bad, otherwise it would be really possible to reach the seventh level of combat power before the deadline without relying on the bonus of "Knight's Power".

But...it's not surprising.

No matter how hard he tried, even if he relied on the strength of the knight, he would only have the eighth level of combat power to survive.

And any great noble with first-class bloodline might have eighth-level combat power.

Not to mention the probability, the number and lifespan of first-class nobles are there, but for a lower-class race to produce such a genius, it takes hundreds of years of accumulation.Totally incomparable.

Even if you work hard to the end, you will still be at the starting point.

Perhaps it was because of his superior talent and seeing things more clearly than others that Valente despaired of breaking through his current situation and became the number one licker in the royal family.

Hunzhen has always adhered to the humanitarian spirit of putting the dead first, and did not intend to comment or speculate on this kind of shameless dog licking.

Back to the topic, not all contestants are as talented as Valente, but they are older and have more accumulation.

With time and a wealth of combat experience, it's not much different.

Coupled with the schedule after this, he will soon run into a big noble.

To put it simply, I can’t hide it anymore.

The law of time, life source talent, gene multiplication, law compatibility, and the power of blood and blood, one of them must be revealed.

The innocence naturally chooses the one that is easiest to explain after it is exposed.

Using the laws of time and space at the same time, the power that exploded in an instant was undoubtedly the ninth level of combat power.

The understanding of the law of the Tongtian Bridge on the 13th level is probably the highest level among the royal family, and it is even possible that no one has reached it.

Such a performance would inevitably arouse the attention of those in power within the Abyss Royal Family.

When Hunzhen stepped out of the arena, two terrifying auras had violently clashed in front of him.

The space was distorted, the situation changed, and the audience who had left the seats shrank back into the arena like chickens.

"Millilata, it would be a waste of resources for such a talent to be in the hands of a loser like you."

On the right, a man with long silver-gold hair, as handsome as a god, smiled and gave words of comfort.

On the left, Mililata, who was sitting in a wheelchair, showed a rare cold expression on her face: "Lao Giles, if you continue, are you going to release your true form and ruin this great martial arts festival? Don’t forget, the Great Martial Arts Festival is an event to select the royal guards for Mr. Silver God!”

After hearing this sentence, Lao Jiles' breath finally calmed down slightly, and the sky suddenly returned to normal.

He ignored Mirila's cold gaze, turned to look at Hun Zhen, and showed a bright smile like the sun: "Your name is Hun Zhen, right? Don't follow this brainless girl, how about messing with me? Stupid Mirila I am not the same as condoning the offenses of those 'servants'. If you agree to follow me, how about I help you get rid of those guys now?"

Lao Jiles' eyes and thoughts quietly fell on each of the nobles stranded in the arena.

All the nobles felt a deep chill.

There is no doubt that as long as Hunzhen agrees at this time, the heads of these so-called great nobles will bloom in an instant.

Obviously Hunzhen's competition today has ended, but everyone's eyes can't help but focus on Hunzhen again.

No matter how late the news was, people clearly realized at this moment how extraordinary the new legend at the center of the storm was to arouse the hostility and covetousness of many nobles.

The identity of this god-like man who can decide the life and death of many nobles and great nobles with such a casual tone is self-evident!

As for the other person, if he can confront him, there is no need to mention his status!

Even so, this person's expression was as calm and natural as ever.

Being in a position of change, if they can be competed for by two supreme kings, they will never be able to maintain such calmness.

They wanted to know how Hun Zhen would respond to such a dilemma.

Compared to Laujars, Mililata, who has lived in the axis city on the ninth floor of the abyss all year round, is not too unfamiliar to a very few upper-level people.

Knowing Mililata's character, they were more inclined to choose another king's blood.

As we all know, Mililata's temperament is not as gentle as that of the Abyss royal family. The other one wants to kill all the nobles with just a casual word, which shows that she has a violent temperament.

Therefore, if she rejects Mililata, the princess will probably not retaliate afterwards, but it is hard to say if she rejects another prince named Laujars.

What's more, if what the prince said is true, he will be able to shoulder the trouble that Hunzhen will face.

The superiors in the audience think they know how to choose with their butts.

However, the next moment, they saw Hunzhen looking at Lao Jiles calmly, and said calmly in an unarguable tone: "I refuse."

Different from the silence in the arena, this time, the fear of a massacre in Laujars shrouded the hearts of many spectators, causing the scene to fall into deathly silence.

Many people secretly cursed Hun Zhen in their hearts.

Even if you want to refuse, why do you have to refuse so forcefully and without any tact?You want to die, but we still want to live!

"is it?"

Unexpectedly, Lao Giles just narrowed his eyes, nodded, and said: "What a pity."

Then disappeared without a trace.

(End of this chapter)