Chapter 9 The gods dream of dreams, the secret history of warriors!
"You guessed it right, I am indeed the number one war god in the ages," Zhan Wuque said silently in his heart, but he knew that even if he said it, no one would believe him, and would only regard him as a madman.
Jiang Nana finally held back her smile, her little face turned red, and she said to Zhan Wuque: "Don't you like to bet? Let's bet on something."
"What are you betting on"?
"I just bet on whether you can defeat Qinglongyang, the number one man in Qingyang City."
"What about the bet"?
"Whoever wins must agree to the other party's condition," Jiang Nana's eyes looked a little proud.
Qinglongyang is the most outstanding genius in Qingyang City in hundreds of years. She will definitely win this bet. At that time, she will dig out the little secrets hidden by Zhan Wuque one by one to see how much ink there is in his belly.
"Oh? Any conditions are OK?" Zhan Wuque showed a smirk at the corner of his mouth, and he glanced at Jiang Nana's delicate and delicate body.
"Yes, as long as you can win," Jiang Nana felt panic, her delicate body trembled, and then she bit her teeth. She didn't believe that Zhan Wuque would be Qinglongyang's opponent.
But she forgot how bad Qingyi and her group lost before. You should know that Qingyi and others were more confident than her before, but in the end they lost all their money.
"make a deal"!
Zhan Wuque and Jiang Nana cunched each other.
Zhanjia.
Zhan Wuque sat in the room, waved his hand, and six longan-eye-sized pills flew out from the Four Seas Cauldron in front of him, and fell into the jade bottle in his hand in turn.
"In one hour, the essence cultivation pill was finally refined." Zhan Wuque smiled and stood up and walked out.
study.
The old man of the Zhan family looked at the pill in his hand with a look of surprise and said in shock: "Wuque, is this really the third-grade pill you refined? When will you be able to practice?"
"Not bad, but I used special techniques to adjust this essence cultivation pill, and the effect of the medicine has increased tenfold." Zhan Wuque looked calm, and his alchemy techniques were all kinds of strange and diverse. Even the secret technique of condensing alchemy was just a trivial path among them.
"Ten times! Isn't that much different from the fourth-grade elixir?" The old man of the Zhan family suddenly became excited. He was once a general of the empire and was a real half-step martial king at the peak of his strength. Unfortunately, his realm has fallen, and his strength is not one in ten.
It was not that he had thought about treating his injuries, but there was no complete elixir for the fourth-grade healing pill in the empire, and it was impossible to refine it. The third-grade pill did not have much effect on the injury, so he dragged it down again and again.
"Wuque, you have never learned to refine elixirs. How to refine third-grade spiritual elixirs, and how to solve the problem of your dantian in your body, and what realm is it now?" This is the biggest question in the mind of the old man of the Zhan family at this time. He even thought that Zhan Wuque had been thrown away by someone.
You should know that in order to make the problem of Zhan Wuque's dantian, the old man had found friends with King Wu who could only shake his head and sigh. Even the fundamental reason for Zhan Wuque's parents' disappearance was to find a way to break the dantian.
Zhan Wuque had already expected and prepared the remarks for the old man of the Zhan family, so he replied calmly: "I have now entered the realm of a martial artist, and all this is a dream for me by a god."
"God"!
The old man from the Zhan family was shocked, stepped forward and grabbed Zhan Wuque's arms tightly, and said extremely excitedly: "Which god"?
"Mars"!
Zhan Wuqiong slowly spit out the words from his mouth.
Unexpectedly, the old man of the Zhan family felt as if he was hit by five thunder on the spot. He knelt on both knees, burst into tears, and said sadly: "It was my ancestor of the Zhan family who held a dream. The sky has eyes, and the Zhan family has hope."
"What"!
Zhan Wuque's heart caused a turbulent wave for the first time since his rebirth. Even the first God of War in the ages did not help but change his face at this time.
"Zhan Family, Zhan Wuque, my descendants, how is this possible? I didn't leave any descendants ten thousand years ago"!
Zhan Wuque was confused, but he quickly calmed down, "Is it my tribe member?" Zhan Wuque immediately thought of another possibility.
He was an orphan in his previous life, and he never figured out his own life. However, with his powerful strength, he could vaguely sense the existence of the blood clan.
If he had not been murdered in his previous life, and when the divine nature of the God King is integrated, Zhan Wuque will become the king of the gods and his strength will be further improved, he will definitely be able to sense his blood clan members.
"I didn't expect that the wishes of the previous life would come true in this life." Zhan Wuque's eyes showed complexity, and then murderous intent filled his heart.
So what is the origin of the new god? Why did his oracle seal my tribe?
What roles did the twelve gods and Luo Shui play in it ten thousand years ago?
When they joined forces to murder me, would there be other hidden information?
What happened to this clan in ten thousand years? Why are there only the elderly, weak and lonely people left?
If the God of War was not reborn, this clan would probably be completely destroyed.
All of this is like a fog, burying the truth, and even Zhan Wuque, as the first god of war in the ages, could not see through it, and felt strange and inexplicable horror.
No wonder my God of War reborn soul returned, and I was not at all uncomfortable to possess this body. It turned out to be my blood clan member.
It is important to know that the God of War is so powerful that even if it is broken, it is not something that the mortal body can withstand. It will explode directly. Only his blood clan members, coupled with the legendary invincible physical constitution of the Chaos War Body, can withstand it.
Zhan Wuque instructed the old man to hurry up and recover his strength, and then stepped out.
Back in his room, Zhan Wuque threw away the thoughts in his mind.
The most urgent task is to restore your strength and deal with the college competition in three days. Only when your strength is stronger can you get closer to the truth.
Time flies, and another day is coming.
Zhan Wuque was standing in the yard and waving his fists, facing the sun, and making a set of punches. As the dance moved, the sound of "crackling" was heard from his body, and there were also a stormy sound, making people feel as if they were on the beach. This was the extremely surging blood in Zhan Wuque's body.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhan Wuque slowly closed his fists, and a trace of heat was emitting from his body, like a big stove, steaming upwards!
"The Chaos Battle Body is indeed extraordinary", Zhan Wuque sighed.
The warrior refines the internal energy in his body and pursues the realm of martial arts, while he focuses on body refining, while the realm of martial arts is second.
In just one day, the body refining has achieved such results, which is absolutely unheard of. It is definitely unprecedented.
The body refining technique seems to be tailor-made for the chaotic battle body, or in other words, the chaotic battle body is naturally suitable for the body refining method, and is born for battle!
With the physical body alone, Zhan Wuque is confident of fighting the ninth level of the martial artist!
The results were so great that the price paid was also quite large. In just one day, all the remaining spiritual medicines from the Zhan family were refined into spiritual liquid by Zhan Wuque and swallowed into his stomach.
Chapter completed!