387. Why Can You Call Yourself A Saint If You Are So Useless? (4)
"Harold, is this really your nephew?"
A martial sage asked in surprise about Harold, the ring seal on a high tower.
Many people also have the same doubts.
So far, the strength shown by this handsome young man from Huanyin has far exceeded their expectations.
He seems to have created a realm.
Even if it is less than the ninth level, it can have almost absolute dominance in the eighth level.
It can no longer be described as a genius in the ordinary sense.
"This is a proud child bred by an era, and it is very likely to stand shoulder to shoulder with us in the future..."
A neutral Wu Sheng commented pertinently.
It has also been recognized by some martial saints.
"It's hard to imagine that this gene came from the Harold family..."
A Wu Sheng yin and yang said a cold joke in a strange way.
It caused a lot of people to chuckle.
But more than jealousy.
With such younger generations representing Huanyin, this time Huanyin will usher in an unprecedented bumper harvest.
Not to mention, the young man in the picture is also favored by Cumberland's only daughter, and the attitude of Cumberland, who was not optimistic before, is a little loose at the moment.
If this matter can really be achieved, Harold's status in the global martial arts circle will definitely rise, and the benefits will be too great.
But the strange thing is that Harold didn't have much expression on his face, whether it was ridicule or envy.
His expression is a little weird, seems a little helpless?!
"Did you see Dad!"
Fiona was the happiest one in the field, she was proud of her outstanding vision.
"This is a genius who may stand shoulder to shoulder with you in the future. What are you not satisfied with?"
The silver-haired martial artist Cumberland put down the porcelain cup in his hand, and said indifferently: "Character and character have yet to be tested."
Although Cumberland's attitude is still icy, it has obviously changed a lot.
"You are right father!"
Fiona smiled brightly, like a victorious queen.
On the other side, Lin Zhengyue and Lin Wanwan's father and daughter were also talking quietly.
"Eldest senior brother didn't even pass by his hand... He actually let Senior Brother Dong go!"
Lin Wanwan's expression is very rich, and she is startled from time to time, which is quite cute.
With many sighs on Lin Zhengyue's face, she said: "I didn't see it with my own eyes, it's really hard to imagine that there are geniuses of this level in the world.
But think of that one..."
Lin Zhengyue paused for a moment, then shook his head and said: "The times are advancing too fast, and all kinds of evildoers who are beyond cognition and break the rules are emerging one after another. I am really old."
Lin Wanwan's eyes brightened, "Father, are you talking about Lu Sheng?!"
"Who else could it be if it wasn't Lu Sheng? Speaking of which, Lu Sheng is even more exaggerated than him. He almost killed a martial artist in his twenties.
It's a pity that I didn't witness that battle with my own eyes, otherwise it would be many times more shocking than the current scene~`.
Lin Zhengyue had a regretful expression.
Lin Wanwan glanced in one direction, and whispered: "Father, I heard that Lu Sheng...was once favored by Mingyu Martial Saint, and he was almost closed. Is it true?"
Lin Zhengyue couldn't help laughing, glanced at a middle-aged man in a white robe with an expressionless face on the high tower next to him, and said softly: "Tan Zhongyu is known as the Mingyu Martial Saint. Only Lu Sheng, the peerless jade, was missed.
I guess, he probably already regretted his intestines..."
The white-robed middle-aged man on the tall tower in the distance seemed to sense something, and calmly looked this way.
Lin Zhengyue hurriedly turned serious, and pulled Lin Wanwan to focus on looking forward.
At this time, Duan Ye, the first stage of the Sejong Convention, was almost coming to an end.
All the powerhouses who participated in the collection of energy crystals returned one after another.
Some were in normal condition, while others were pale, wounded and limped when walking.
There are many more of the latter.
Then the people in the meeting began to count the weight of the energy crystals collected by everyone and calculate the score.
This stage is what martial saints are most concerned about.
The figures on the twenty-odd high towers are all paying attention to the statistical results.
Soon, the weight of energy crystals collected by more than 90% of the contestants was calculated - 132 kilograms.
-
This weight is only about one-third of the previous one.
But the martial saints on the more than twenty towers were not surprised.
Because they know that the real big head...
It's all on that "king" young man.
But when most of the contestants had arrived, the figure that everyone was looking forward to did not appear for a long time.
"The kid crushed the bracelet, so he probably ran away?"
Wu Sheng frowned and spoke.
"Harold, your people, if something like this happens, you must be responsible!"
The eyes of martial saints gathered on Harold.
Harold suddenly became nervous.
Damn, this kind of thing is really not sure.
Others regard Lu Sheng as his nephew, but only he knows that he is a dragon that even he can't afford to mess with!
The key is that it is easy to pass, no one knows his true identity, and there is no burden to run.
When the time comes to throw the pot on him, the more than twenty martial saints on the field will have to tear him apart? …
The more Harold thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, and the martial saint-level heart panicked.
Just about to stand up and say that he would go find it himself, at this time, someone spoke.
"coming."
Countless people looked into the distance.
On the sea level, a figure came riding the waves.
In a blink of an eye, he walked onto Qiansheng Island.
Chestnut hair, exquisite and handsome facial features, no matter what the situation is, he can maintain a calm and strong self-confidence...
Who would it be if it wasn't the young man they repeatedly mentioned.
Seeing this figure appear, Harold immediately let go of his suspended heart and breathed a sigh of relief.
As Lu Sheng walked into the arena, wherever he went, the people around him gave way one after another, actively giving way to a passage.
Almost everyone looked at him, Shendu was full of tension and fear.
For beasts and sheep, the powerful aura of the return of the overlord!
Fiona ran to the edge of the central tower, leaned on the fence window, looked at Lu Sheng happily, and waved to him.
Lu Sheng smiled at Fiona, then walked to the center of the venue.
Take off the bulging black package on the back, open it, and dump it.
moment...
"Clatter——"
A large number of energy crystals poured on the ground, and piled up directly on the ground to form a hill.
Everyone's pupils shrank severely, and expressions of shock and shock appeared on their faces.
Even the martial saints on more than twenty high towers couldn't help leaning forward a little bit, trying to see clearly.
They only knew that Lu Sheng had a lot of energy crystals in his hands, but they didn't expect there to be so many.
The weight in Lu Sheng's hands alone can probably cover the total amount of energy crystals in previous years.
The final weighing result came out - 345 kilograms!
"Hiss—"
There was a gasp of air on the field.
On more than 20 towers, Wu Sheng couldn't help standing up with a smile on his face.
Even the silver-haired martial saint Cumberland was also moved. He stood up and walked to the edge of the tower, beside Fiona, watching Lu Sheng condescendingly.
It seems that he wants to take a good look at this outstanding young man who may become his Cumberland's son-in-law in the future.
The total amount of energy crystals collected this time has reached an unprecedented nearly 500 kilograms, which is more than 100 kilograms more than before.
This also means that the share of energy crystals that the martial saints present will be able to share this time will also far exceed the previous ones.
This is a hugely good thing.
"Young man, your excellence is obvious to all.
The silver-haired Martial Saint looked at Lu Sheng with a touch of admiration in his eyes, and said: "The final victory and glory will definitely belong to you, tell me your name, you are entitled to be remembered by everyone present.
Fiona looked excitedly at Lu Sheng below, her joy was beyond words.
She now has an urgent desire to tell everyone loudly.
Yes, this is the man, he is the man I, Fiona, is looking for, and only he is qualified to take away the dazzling jewel in my crown!
Others in the field also looked at Lu Sheng with envious or even jealous eyes.
Can get the president of the World Martial Arts Association, the chairman of the Western Martial Arts Federation, and the top martial artist Cumberland's personal approval...
This young man from Huanyin, after the Sejong this time, is bound to make great strides and become a sensation all over the world.
Fame, flowers, light.
At this moment, all eyes in the arena were on Lu Sheng.
Lu Sheng was like adding a halo to his body, and his already eye-catching demeanor became even more dazzling.
He suddenly became the center of the scene, the protagonist of the meeting.
And Lu Sheng does have such qualifications.
Facing the admiration of the silver-haired Wu Sheng Kan (Liao Zhao) Bolan and the attention of everyone, instead of being impetuous and proud, he was polite and humble like a perfect gentleman.
He replied politely to Cumberland.
"Dear Silver-haired Martial Saint, before I tell you your name, I have a small question that I would like to get an answer from all the adults present.
Don't know if it's okay?"
"oh?"
Cumberland showed some curiosity on his face, but he didn't say anything. He nodded with a smile and said, "If you have any questions, feel free to ask them."
"Thank you, my lord."
Lu endured the numbness and nausea, imitating Cumberland's accent, looking up at the figures on the towers.
His eyes swept over Cumberland who was full of appreciation, Fiona who was smiling all over his face, Harold who looked weird, Zhengyue who surpassed Wu Shenglin, and Lianzhong...
Sweep over everyone on the tower.
Then...
Open your mouth calmly.
"My little question is..."
"My lords are so useless, why
"You can also stand on the tower and call yourself a saint?"
Lu Sheng's words fell.
All of a sudden, the crowd, expressions and movements...
All fixed.
In the past two days at night, my stomach hurts badly. I will write tomorrow. I will go to rest first. Sorry.
