My Dreams Can Come True

On the 16th day, 26 enters 13.

At 10:15 in the morning, Du Ziqiang VS Battle Priest, odds: 1.25:1.17.

Under the strong request of a large number of spectators, the event organizing committee finally arranged relevant translators among the commentators, because for the spectators, in addition to the intense physical collisions during the event, they very much wanted to know the two on the field. What did the opponent say? Although high-tech super pointing microphones and throat microphones can collect the voices of the players, this is a worldwide competition. The contestants come from all over the world, and the language types are different, and the audience is not. Everyone is a master of language, who knows what they say?

The organizing committee sold the broadcast rights of the event at a very good price. In addition to the live audience, the number of TV audiences and online audiences has increased day by day. After the competition has gradually become enthusiastic, the secrets of the inner world have gradually revealed the mystery. The audience then realized, oh! My God, it turns out that this world we live in is actually like this?

Especially after the battle between Du Ziqiang and the giant hammer warrior Naphtali, in front of the magical abilities displayed by the two, Western countries even caused considerable turmoil, especially in the White Eagle country, where some citizens believed that they had the right to know. After being severely violated, she chose to protest through parades and rallies. A housewife from Cowboy State excitedly said in an interview: "If we live in a world with so many people who are as capable as superheroes, Whether they are good or bad, we have no choice. They are good or evil, and we also have no choice. Then, who will guarantee our safety?"

Another part of the citizens believed that if there were demons, then Mingguang God also really existed, and also held a large-scale parade to celebrate the theme of "My Lord's Return to the Earth".

As for Xia Guo, it is much simpler. The people should go to school, go to work, and work. It seems that they are not moved by topics such as gods and demons. The organizing committee also arranged for random interviews with some people in Xia Guo.

The student said: "Very handsome! The martial arts masters in our country are very strong. I am very happy that they can go further. If there is a place to learn from a teacher, of course, there may be opportunities in the future, but at present, I am just a student dog..."

White-collar workers: "I don’t have any ideas. These things are too far away from me. We are not in the same world. Of course, I hope to start a personal plug-in at any time, get a promotion and raise a salary to marry Bai Fumei, but this is just thinking about it, sorry, car Here, I have to go to work."

Housewife: "Don't mention it, the kid in my family watches this stuff on TV every day, and he can't eat it. Ordinary people, what should we do, faith? Who says I don't? Every year I celebrate the Chinese New Year. Do you have to go to the temple to burn incense? Uh, there are so many gods, how can I remember them all, anyway, anyway, they are all gods, they all respect a stick of incense, no one will be blamed."

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In this magical country, the people seem to regard the secrets of the inner world as a variety show. They are too optimistic, but ask them whether they believe it or not, and they believe in the magic of this world.

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"I saw your last fight, you are very strong."

It was Du Ziqiang's opponent, a beautiful woman, who was talking about this.

Not so bad, the beauty opposite is not only beautiful, but also very hot. The point is that her upper body is just a swimsuit-like bra with gorgeous tassels, and her thick black hair is cut into neat bangs. Pressing on an exquisite golden crown, holding a high-end wooden staff made of unknown wood in his hand, with a metal seat woven by complicated techniques at the top, buckled with a ruby, and the waist of a Yingying grip is downwards. The soft and undulating lines outline a round curve. The golden metal belt hangs from pieces of peacock tail feather-shaped drop-shaped pieces, which also have exquisite patterns. There are three layers of peacock tail feather-like metal pieces, which reach the hip line and hang on the belt. Wearing a leopard skin bag, underneath are long legs covered by white gauze. Both sides are slit. From time to time, you can see the light-colored beeswax skin on the slender legs.

Although Du Ziqiang can be described as powerful now, he is actually only an eighteen-year-old high school student. Don’t think he was born tall and strong, but in fact, he saw this beautiful priest sister , I'm already a little dizzy.

"Are you a battle priest?" Du Ziqiang looked at his toes. He secretly held the Qinglongji's hand and moved it up, because the palm of his hand was full of sweat.

"Yes, I am actually the chief priestess of the sun **** Amon. I will automatically become a battle priest when I leave the temple. Don't underestimate me just because I am a woman. I also have powerful power!"

"Shadow Warrior!" The female war priest grabbed a handful of light gray gravel from the leopard skin and sprinkled it on the ground. With a wave of the scepter, three shadows slowly gathered on the ground, like a transparent gray paper man. From the physical appearance of them, they seemed to be three strong warriors, and the priestess's eyes flashed: "Go! Defeat him!"

Du Ziqiang held the Azure Dragon Halberd tightly in his hand, and a gale swept across, but the sky above the halberd was no effort.

"They are the heroic spirits from the Temple of the Sun. They are transformed by the souls of warriors who have been martyred in the battles of the gods. They have no real body, so the weapons of the world cannot hurt them. Formidable warriors, you must be careful!" A smile appeared on her face, the weather was so hot, the sweat on her forehead ran down her neck to the slender neck, and then slid to her chest.

Du Ziqiang quickly lowered his head.

Bai Yu and Mu Xiaolei looked at each other, their faces looked weird, and Mu Xiaolei finally couldn't help asking: "Brother Qiang is in spring?"

"Don't look down on me! Distracted in battle! This is an insult to me!" When the war priest saw Du Ziqiang actually confronting her Phantom Sand Warrior, she lowered her head and felt anger in her heart.

"I, I didn't look down on you." Du Ziqiang said embarrassingly. There are huge cultural differences. Can I tell you, if you dress too revealing, I dare not look at you?

While answering, he dodges the attack of the three sand shadow warriors, while thinking about how to fight, capture the thieves first!

"Pharaoh's corpse cloth!" The war priestess chanted the spell calmly, she threw a handful of sand, and the sand suddenly formed a small tornado. At this time, a scimitar in the hands of a sand shadow warrior slashed and slashed. Passing Du Ziqiang's arms, these sand shadow warriors were extremely quick in their movements. Du Ziqiang had not escaped and was marked with a long wound. If it weren't for Du Ziqiang's gluttonous saint martial arts, the physical body would become extremely strong, I'm afraid this will happen. His arm has been cut off!

"Good defense!" The war priestess exclaimed.

The little dragon was spinning, suddenly throwing out a lot of transparent things like a streamer, and entangled Du Ziqiang. Just now, I heard her say the word Pharaoh's corpse cloth. Where is this good thing? Du Ziqiang had to step back, leaving Li Shibu's attack range.

"Stagnation of the sand!" The war priest lightly chanted with her lips.

Du Ziqiang suddenly felt that the joints were extremely stagnant, like a rusty bearing, it was extremely difficult to rotate, which caused his movement speed to drop sharply!

Bai Yu stood up solemnly.

"As long as you are hit by any of my attacks, I can let the power of the temple gravel enter your body!" The war priestess smiled.

"Give up, Xia Guo's young martial artist, you are very powerful, but in the face of miracles, you are all in vain."

"Admit defeat? Impossible, as long as I don't lose my combat effectiveness, I will never give up!" Du Ziqiang gritted his teeth.

"Gourmet Eucharist! Open!"

The wound on Du Ziqiang's arm was compressed by his contracted muscles and the blood vessels did not flow out. At this time, the wound spewed out a blood mist, and the air was slightly distorted. It was caused by the temperature rise and the air transpiration. The light changed, and a phantom appeared behind Du Ziqiang, with eyes on the human face, cow body, and underarms.

Du Ziqiang spouted blood, stood unsteadily, and knelt on one knee. There was a severe pain in his chest. The internal injury was not healed. At this time, he forced the gluttonous Eucharist, which caused huge damage to his body. .

Xu Ying seemed to lift his head and took a breath. The open mouth formed a bottomless black void. The void seemed to have strong suction power. Tornado and Sand Shadow Warriors were forced to slowly approach. .

The phantom drove the black dining space to absorb the tornado and the sand shadow warrior, seemingly burped, and slowly faded away.

Du Ziqiang stood up with the Qinglong halberd in his hands, clenched his fists and screamed to the sky, his blood billowed.

The war priestess moved and said: "You have such a powerful body, do you want to forcibly expel, the sandy and stagnant power of the temple sand? It's impossible, no one can expel the gods..."

Her voice jammed, Du Ziqiang slowly withdrew his blood, some of the gray aura was really driven out of his body by him.

"I understand, you are just unbelievers, and the power of the gods cannot stay in your body." The war priestess was dumb.

"Much better..." Du Ziqiang shook his hand and kicked his legs, but his chest was still painful and unbearable, he swallowed the blood that was surging back abruptly.

"I remember you were badly injured earlier, you shouldn't heal, right? Next..."

"What nonsense? Just hit it!" Du Ziqiang didn't care what she was going to do. He raised the halberd and rushed forward. He was forced to more than ten meters away by the Shadow Warrior and Tornado, but his speed was full, more than ten meters. M is just two seconds.

"Soul Eater Scarab!" The gravel sprinkled out and turned into a translucent... dung sheller?

No matter what it is, these fallen scarabs flocked to Du Ziqiang like a tide.

"Gluttonous fighting spirit!"

"Boom!" A breath that was stronger than before overflowed from Du Ziqiang's body, and the air seemed to be ignited. Even the auditorium tens of meters away felt a wave of heat.

The war priestess Hua Rong turned pale, can human blood and blood be so vigorous? It can even be said that it has become the domain of qi and blood. Doesn't the domain of qi and blood require at least a master of physical skill to open it?

Bai Yu shook his head and sat back confidently: "Except for the strongest physical technique, the Taoist Saint Martial is the strongest. The power of the little Ability God..., Brother Qiang is stable."

Those surging Soul Eater Scarabs met the hot fighting spirit that distorted the air, and they melted like chocolate in a hot pot. The war priestess was so heartbroken that she quickly took it back, but she was bullied by Du Ziqiang. He hugged her in his arms, bent his left arm and pressed it against her slender neck, and the green dragon halberd spike on his right hand pointed to her head.

A strong man’s breath rushed into the war priestess’s breath, causing her to lose consciousness for a moment, and her back was close to the strong body. She only felt that her body was a little weak; Du Ziqiang was full of warm fragrant nephrite and smelled it. The sweaty scent of the war priestess whispered secretly: "This is too little to wear!"

"Well, I surrendered." After a long while, the war priestess said quietly.

Du Ziqiang quickly let go as if he touched the hot red iron.

"I know your name is Ziqiang Du, you are very powerful." The war priestess took a close look at him, turned and walked down the stage.

"Hey, what's your name?" Du Ziqiang couldn't help asking loudly.

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