Dragon's Origin

Chapter 438: Rules (Part 2)

Not to mention Uncle Li, even Butler Lao Ge was looking at the two scrolls that Wang Sheng was tossing up and down with some trepidation, his face full of worry.

Butler Lao Ge absolutely believed that if Uncle Li showed even a hint of killing intent, Wang Sheng would definitely throw these two scrolls out again, and in two different directions, forcing Uncle Li to focus on one and lose the other, leading to irreparable consequences.

Daring to fearlessly bring a large group of pursuing experts into the Thousand Absolutes Land when he was just an insignificant nobody, Wang Sheng was definitely the kind of ruthless person who could do anything. He was not only ruthless to his enemies, but also to himself, just like now.

Since Uncle Li had the intention to kill Wang Sheng, Wang Sheng didn't mind everyone dying together. Wang Sheng definitely couldn't beat Uncle Li in a one-on-one fight, but Wang Sheng could easily drag Uncle Li down to hell with him.

At this moment, Uncle Li was a mess, staring at Wang Sheng, wishing he could devour Wang Sheng alive. But his feet were like nails hammered into the ground, not daring to move at all. The two scrolls in Wang Sheng's hands were clearly two big bombs that would explode with the slightest touch, suppressing Uncle Li in the most direct way.

The gnashing Uncle Li didn't even realize he had to answer Wang Sheng's question, as if he had forgotten, but Wang Sheng didn't forget.

"Actually, there's one more trick you don't know, Uncle Li." Wang Sheng didn't continue to dwell on the previous question, but asked Uncle Li with a smile, "Uncle Li, do you want to know?"

His eyes almost bursting with fire, Uncle Li stared at Wang Sheng, not saying a word. He didn't believe that Wang Sheng could stay in the armory forever. Otherwise, he would definitely find a way to tear Wang Sheng into pieces when Wang Sheng left these scrolls!

"The scroll next to you, just take one." Wang Sheng didn't seem to care whether Uncle Li responded or not, but suggested to Uncle Li. Of course, this was a euphemistic way of saying it. Uncle Li didn't want to pay attention at all, but when Wang Sheng seemed to accidentally drop the scroll in his left hand, Uncle Li endured his滔天 rage and reluctantly picked up a scroll from the side.

Each formation on the scrolls here was arranged by Uncle Li himself. Uncle Li was a master of formations. At close range, relying on the unique fluctuations of the formations, Uncle Li could judge what formation he had arranged on the scroll, and then what kind of technique he needed to use to avoid activating it. These were all important.

"Protect it!" Wang Sheng reminded Uncle Li. Uncle Li couldn't help but immediately wrap the scroll with spiritual energy. He didn't know why Wang Sheng wanted to do this. What was he going to do?

"Bang!" Wang Sheng suddenly made an explosive onomatopoeic word.

Butler Lao Ge didn't know what Wang Sheng was doing, and neither did Uncle Li. But at the same time as Wang Sheng's voice came out, the scroll in Uncle Li's hand exploded with a bang, and the two formations on it were activated at the same time.

In an instant, Uncle Li used his spiritual energy to tightly wrap the exploding scroll, protecting the scroll while also protecting the scrolls on the surrounding shelves. When the power of the explosion had completely dissipated, Uncle Li stared at Wang Sheng with an incomparably horrified gaze, once again looking at him like a monster.

This time, Wang Sheng didn't even move the scroll. From such a distance, Uncle Li discovered when he picked it up that the scroll hadn't been tampered with, and the scroll he had chosen wasn't even the one Wang Sheng had just touched. Wang Sheng was entering the armory for the first time, so there was no way to say that Wang Sheng had tampered with it now.

But the scroll that Wang Sheng hadn't touched from such a distance was activated with Wang Sheng's voice. What kind of concept was this?

Although Uncle Li didn't want to admit it, he couldn't help but admit in his heart that Wang Sheng was warning him that he had the ability to activate a formation at any time from such a distance. If Uncle Li had any actions that couldn't satisfy Wang Sheng, Wang Sheng would probably activate it immediately.

"Uncle Li, is this area where you said the best techniques are?" Wang Sheng asked again in a calm voice with an undeniable tone, his eyes also directly逼迫 Uncle Li, with a sharp murderous aura.

"Yes!" Uncle Li had never felt such humiliation, but he had to stand in place and answer while enduring the great humiliation.

"Which two techniques here meet my requirements?" Wang Sheng was very satisfied with Uncle Li's attitude, turned around, didn't even look at Uncle Li, and asked to himself.

"This is against the rules!" Uncle Li's eyes almost burst into flames, and he suppressed his anger and shouted at Wang Sheng in a deep voice.

"You fucking know the rules too?" When Wang Sheng heard Uncle Li mention the word "rules", he immediately cursed out loud. He turned around and swung the scroll in his hand and smashed it at Uncle Li.

Uncle Li was shocked and quickly shot again, spiritual energy came out, wrapping the scroll in the air. When he was in Wang Sheng's hands just now, he already knew what formation was on this scroll. This time, using the corresponding technique, he finally caught the scroll safely without triggering it.

Just as he was about to attack, Uncle Li suddenly endured it again. His feet were nailed to the ground and didn't move at all. His spiritual energy told him that the formations on all the scrolls around him were in a state of restlessness. As long as he moved slightly, they would be triggered immediately.

What kind of ability was this? In addition to being shocked, Uncle Li didn't know how much he regretted it in his heart. If he had known it would turn out like this, he would have honestly given Wang Sheng two techniques, and it would have been over after Wang Sheng read them and left. Why did he have to feel uncomfortable and despise people and make himself feel ashamed? Now, it's not Wang Sheng who is ashamed, but Uncle Li himself, who is respected by every city lord.

What made Uncle Li even more unable to save face was that he couldn't even answer back when Wang Sheng scolded him. It wasn't that Wang Sheng made the butler speechless like Uncle Li did, but that he couldn't refute Wang Sheng's question. Even if Wang Sheng smashed him with scrolls, he had nothing to say.

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Talking about rules? Uncle Li himself had already broken the rules, so why question Wang Sheng for not following the rules? To put it bluntly, even if Wang Sheng packed up the best dozens of techniques and took them away, Uncle Li would have to watch honestly if he didn't want the armory to be destroyed, and wouldn't be able to fart. Besides, Wang Sheng was quite particular, saying two and only wanting two, just changing it to himself to take, not too much at all.

"The second scroll on the third floor on your left." Uncle Li had no choice but to point at Wang Sheng while gritting his teeth: "The fourth scroll from the right on the fourth floor down on the right."

Wang Sheng stretched out his hand and casually took the two scrolls that Uncle Li said in his hand, not caring about the formations on them at all.

After staring at Uncle Li, he lowered his head to look at the names of the techniques written on the two scrolls.