Mage with knife

To a certain extent, Dick was passive when his opponent suddenly came in.

The problem is that Dick's greatest advantage is his grasp of fighter planes. Having been stimulated and tortured mentally by the jade pendant space for hundreds of years, Dick's reaction speed at close range is astonishing.

Dick was attacked by his opponent. Instead of retreating, he followed him and charged in head-on. Such a reaction even surprised his opponent.

From a young age, Dick was best at close combat. In terms of fighting spirit and courage, Dick has never been short of fighting spirit. He has repeatedly leapfrogged the level and fought with the enemy. He was afraid of death? He also practiced a lot. From the perspective of fighting spirit, Dick was better than

War repair is war repair (even though Dick's heart is in civil affairs).

A rare close combat, due to the opponent's assault, and Dick's even more unexpected counterattack... there was a clear sound of weapons clashing.

That's right, the assault from both sides resulted in a direct face-to-face confrontation of rare artifacts.

In the collision between the sword and the rapier, no matter in terms of power or strength, the opponent had an advantage over Dick.

With just one collision between the artifacts, Dick kicked his opponent. The opponent reacted very quickly and raised his leg to block at the same time.

With a sound of "Bang!", the two feet collided together, and one of the figures flew out with a scream.

Numb! It hurts!

Dick felt that his right foot was going numb. Fortunately, his opponent was worse than himself, and it was probably a fracture.

Dick's body is so hard? Dick has such confidence.

Even when Dick was practicing at the Holy Level, the Holy Level Spiritual Liquid he refined contained the main ingredient of the ninth-level Blood Vein Stone; the Spiritual Liquid was exchanged for a lot of Saint-level Warcraft resources for Dick to practice, and the essence and blood of the Warcraft were used for training.

It is a further tempering of the seven-star bloodline.

Having reached the realm of demigods, Dick can absorb the power of faith. To a certain extent, it is a kind of cultivation and evolution for Dick's bloodline. With so many advantages, Dick believes that cultivators of the same level as him have better bloodline strength and

In terms of physical strength, no one can surpass me.

Facts have proved that Dick won. Dick's physical strength and bloodline strength were much higher than his opponent's. It was because his opponent flew away that Dick won.

It was very difficult for Dick to win this battle, and it was a bit of a fluke. The opponent's strength and combat skills were very strong, and he also had rich practical experience. After more than an hour of fighting, Dick could not find any flaws in his opponent.

"I lost!" The opponent was very frustrated. After losing the match, he basically could not be admitted to the Juncheng Martial Arts Center this time. You must know that the newcomers to the God Realm are the best ones to join the Juncheng Martial Arts Center.

Chance.

After you have passed the rookie period and then want to join the Juncheng Martial Arts Center, there will be more masters competing and the difficulty will be greater.

"You are very strong!" Dick said, "Make a friend, my name is Dick!"

"Anthony!" Although he was very frustrated, Anthony still maintained his basic demeanor. His right foot was slightly fractured. This pain was nothing to the god. With the power of the seven-star bloodline to restore the body, if there is another awesome potion

Assistance, this little injury...

"Dick, are you from a lower plane?" Anthony used his own magical power to maintain the injury in his foot. If he loses, he loses. Anthony, who has experienced many battles, will not continue to struggle.

"Huh? Anthony, how do you know?"

"There are no holy bloodstones in lower planes. That's why your seven-star bloodline aura is so bad."

"Is there still such a thing? Anthony, are you from the middle plane?" Dick was also recalling the battle with Anthony. Anthony's artistic conception and aura were stronger than his own. Is it because the aura of the seven-star bloodline was stronger than his own?

"No, I was born on Qixing Island."

Okay, you are awesome, you are born in the God Realm. How can the cultivation resources of the God Realm be comparable to that of the Lower Realm?

"Isn't it right? I am the mayor of Gaosheng Town in Panshan County. The saints in our Gaosheng Town don't have holy blood vein stones?" Dick asked.

"Panshan County? That's right!" Anthony sneered, "That poor place..."

Well, Dick also knows that the Seven Star Island in the God Realm has a large area and a large population, and the gap in cultivation resources between each county is very large. The county magistrate of Panshan County is a guy who relies on his godhead to advance to the middle level god.

Indeed, the status is lower than the price.

"Forget it, let's not talk about it. Even if I have the Holy Blood Vein Stone to practice under the realm of God, wouldn't I still lose to you?" Anthony thought about it and felt a little frustrated, "You have such a strong physique, your bones

So hard and so strong."

"Although the lower plane I am in does not have holy-level bloodstones, I have made a holy-level elixir myself. The main ingredient is ninth-level bloodstones..."

"What the hell? Dick, the ninth-level blood vein stone is the main ingredient, can you produce holy-level spiritual liquid?"

"Don't believe it, I still have a few bottles here." Dick took out a batch of homemade holy spirit liquid from the space bag and handed it to Anthony, "Add in the ninth-level Nether Grass and the ninth-level Phil Grass, and that's it.

Being able to mutate into holy-level spiritual liquid can not only promote cultivation, but also continuously enhance physical fitness.

It’s just that I’m not as awesome as you. The chance of this spiritual liquid increasing your bloodline aura is very small.”

Anthony took Dick's homemade holy spirit liquid, smelled it, and put it away: "Dick, come back, I'll ask the family's divine spirit wine master to study it. If it's really good, you won't suffer.

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"Whatever, I can't get the ninth-level Nether Grass or the ninth-level Phil Grass in Gaosheng Town. I hope your family can get it. It will be beneficial to the cultivation of saints. If it can be promoted, it will be beneficial to everyone.

"The situation is different. Everyone here is a member of the Seven Star Bloodline Family, and Dick must have an overall view of the situation.

After a good fight and making a friend, Dick felt that he was not at a disadvantage.

Walking out of the battle zone, Dick saw Eusebio.

"Lost?" Dick asked.

"Hey!" said the embarrassed Eusebio.

"Okay, this is the God Realm. There are so many geniuses and masters. If you lose, you lose. It has not been fifty years since you have advanced to the realm of God. Don't you still have a chance to select new people? I will wait for you to come again next time.

With stronger strength, there are more opportunities." What Dick said makes sense.

Not long after Eusebio advanced to the level of God in the lower realm, he came to the God Realm. In total, it took less than fifty years. The county martial arts dojo recruits new people every thirty to fifty years, and Eusebio would definitely have advanced by then.

The deity is less than a hundred years old, does it meet the standard?

"How come you, a guy who doesn't do his job all day long, can win?" Eusebio had a look of resentment on his face.

"Eusebio, what are you talking about? Do I practice very hard too?"

A few words from Eusebio and Dick made me feel much better. Those who can advance to the realm of gods have experienced more wins and losses. No one will always be in trouble, right?

Dick's battle lasted for more than an hour, and it ended relatively late.

With all the competitions over, half of the losers were taken away, leaving only about 500 people in the hall.

"Those whose names are read come out." A strong man in black appeared, and Dick didn't feel like he didn't want this guy at all.

The names were called out one by one. There were not many people, about a hundred people.

Dick himself was surprised that among the hundred people, his name was actually there. You know, in the talent ranking list, Dick was only in the middle and lower position.