Armor: Expelled and transformed into armor in front of the entire school

Sigh, there's nothing I can do; the Water Shadow Stone was brought over by Bei Miao.

It wouldn't look good to kick him out.

We had no choice but to swallow our anger.

Dongshan nodded: "That's right, Xizhao, don't overthink it. Even if Beimiao disagrees, Duanmu is still there to back us up."

Kunzhong also agreed, "That's right!"

"west Zhao, you have such great abilities. It would be a great loss for us if you didn't stay with us."

west Zhao shook his head and smiled, revealing his handsome dimples: "I originally thought that my abilities were pretty good."

"But after Duanmu appeared, I realized how insignificant I was."

His strength was cultivated by King Kai from a young age.

They not only undergo various kinds of training every day.

They also have to endure the pain of electric shocks frequently.

An ordinary person would have collapsed long ago, feeling endless regret for the world.

But west Zhao did retain a kind heart, which was the main reason why Duanmu Yan agreed to let him stay.

Xin Nan nodded: "Don't we think the same way?"

"Although Duanmu is so powerful at such a young age, who knows how much suffering he has endured?"

"We don't know how much he went through to reach his current level of strength."

"Now that we realize our own insignificance, we should strive to become stronger."

His few words rekindled the confidence of the group.

They must become stronger, at the very least, so as not to hold Duanmu back.

...

"To obtain your power?" Duanmu Yan was somewhat surprised.

Could it be that he came to deliver armor to me?

After the emperor finished speaking, a purple light appeared from Duanmu Yan's pocket, seemingly in protest.

The Emperor smiled upon seeing this, "Your current power is very strong, stronger than those five armored summoners combined."

"but.."

"But you still can't beat the armor you're wearing, right?" Duanmu Yan asked bluntly.

Needless to say, he knew it himself.

If Shura were to fight him, the odds would be 30/70 at most.

Emperor Seven, Asura Three.

"Hmm." The Emperor nodded, it seemed that Duanmu Yan was truly humble.

"However, I heard that the armor here can only be summoned with a special bloodline."

"Besides, if I'm not mistaken, your armor requires the bloodlines of the five elements: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth?"

Yatalis is formed by combining the four elements of Earth with the element of thunder.

If we're talking about emperors, then it should be one of the five: Flame Dragon, Wind Eagle, Black Rhinoceros, Snow Mastiff, and Earth Tiger.

"You're very clever." The Emperor nodded. "You're right. The bloodline that the Emperor needs is the most special."

So this armor is called Emperor.

That sounds incredibly domineering; no wonder it has such immense power.

"Then what about what you just said, wanting to possess your power?" Duanmu Yan asked, puzzled.

"Could it be that I also possess the bloodline of the Five Elements?"

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Duanmu Yan raised a question.

Each type of armor requires specific conditions to summon.

Nava is resistant to the zombie virus, which is why Aoyama couldn't summon it at the time.

The three suits of armor that Xiao Tian and his companions wore required the genes of Sun Qi, Moon Qi, and Star Qi, and the conditions for summoning them were even more stringent.

The armor here requires bloodline...

But since the emperor said so, does he himself possess this bloodline?

"Hehehe." The Emperor chuckled softly: "No, you don't."

"The Five Elements Bloodline is only available to certain individuals because of the appearance of the Five Shadow Stones."

"And as far as I know, these things don't exist in the world you live in."

"Then... isn't it absurd for you to say you want to obtain your power?" Duanmu Yan asked doubtfully.

"Without this bloodline, how can it be summoned?"

Who wouldn't want even a little more strength?

Not to mention the emperor's extraordinary combat power.

"Hahaha!" the emperor laughed loudly, "With the Heavenly Dao's approval, what need is there for bloodline?"

"The approval of Heaven is equivalent to being able to unleash the full power of your pure bloodline!"

"The moment you summon the Emperor, you become a god!"

"Even surpassing God!"

...

At 2:30 a.m., a barbecue restaurant was still open for business.

Three shirtless, middle-aged men around forty years old and two women sat around a table.

The skewers on the table had been devoured by the group, leaving only a few bottles of beer.

"fry!"

"Hahaha! Give me the money, give me the money!"

The man slammed his hand on the table, making a loud noise.

The group stayed there for almost three hours, their mouths never stopping.

It was either the loud shouts from playing rock-paper-scissors or the rattling sounds of slamming tables.

He kept swearing in his hometown dialect.

The noise woke up many people.

A person wakes up from a dream with a start, looking irritable.

Damn it! I already have trouble sleeping, and I finally managed to fall asleep only to be woken up by these bastards.

He sprang to his feet with a somersault, opened the window, and started cursing at the group.

"What are you barking about? What are you barking about!"

Upon hearing this, the people downstairs slammed their hands on the table, causing the beer bottles on it to smash to the ground.

With a crash, it shattered.

The group looked up and saw a man in his early twenties peek out, glaring at them menacingly.

"Kid! Do you have a death wish?!" The pot-bellied middle-aged man pointed at him and cursed.

When he first sat down on the stool, his flesh had piled up into a lump, covering his belly button.

If he weren't so dark-skinned, people might mistake him for a Michelin tire.

"You guys have a death wish! What are you doing, barking like a dog in the middle of the night?!"

"If you shout that again, do you believe I'll come down and beat you up?"

"Holy shit! You little brat, you've never seen the underworld before!" Three men and two women picked up bottles and threw them at the man.

With two loud crashes, his window shattered.

The man was so frightened that he hid in his room and dared not make a sound.

The people downstairs burst into laughter, "That little brat doesn't know his place! Keep hitting him, keep hitting him!"

The group returned to the table and started arguing again.

"Boss lady, give me a grilled sausage."

"Just one grilled sausage?" the proprietress asked the new customer, frowning.

"Okay, I'll have one grilled sausage." The young man nodded.

"Five yuan." The proprietress's face instantly turned extremely gloomy.

We're almost closing up shop, and you're only just arriving now, and you only want one grilled sausage?

Those playing cards looked at the man with disdain upon hearing this conversation.

"If you have no money, why are you out eating barbecue? Go home and eat poop instead."

"Hahaha!"

They are regulars at this shop and have a good relationship with the owner.

I come here for late-night snacks almost every night.

But this also means that the people in the neighborhood have to put up with their noise.

"Oh dear, he's still just a kid, it's normal for him to be poor."

"Maybe it's his birthday today, and he's saved up for this sausage for a long time."

The proprietress made a sarcastic remark, which caused everyone to burst into laughter.