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Ren Weiyong sat on the throne bored.
He is very free.
He is really idle. After breaking through the Zombie King realm, if he wants to break through again, it cannot be done in a short period of time at all, it needs a long period of accumulation.
And Ren Weiyong, also through Lin Jiu's mouth, knew the realm behind the zombie king.
Imperial realm!
After the King's Realm, it's the King's Realm!
According to what Lin Jiu said, in the entire human world, there are no more than five fingers of monsters who have stepped into the imperial realm!
And the zombies are one, there is no one!
Because although zombies transcend the three realms of heaven and earth, they are also disgusted by heaven and earth, and the difficulty of promotion is far greater than that of other monsters!
Therefore, even after thousands of years, not a single zombie broke through to the imperial realm!
In other words, in fact, there are many zombies who have reached the king's realm, but almost all of them died in the thunder disaster of the king's realm!
Just when Ren Weiyong was thinking about this, Lin Jiu walked in quickly.
"What's wrong? What's the matter?"
Ren Weiyong raised his eyebrows and asked.
Lin Jiu's current position in Jiuyin Mountain is Miaozhu, who is responsible for patrolling the surrounding villages and towns, and at the same time collecting intelligence information from various sources.
After all, although Ren Weiyong is very powerful, it is somewhat inconvenient for the Lord of Demons to collect information on the practice world.
Therefore, Lin Jiu temporarily acted as eyes and ears, collecting intelligence from all over the world for him.
But now, Lin Jiu came to him suddenly, he must have collected some important information.
"My lord, I have indeed collected a very important piece of information!"
Lin Jiu quickly walked into the underground palace, then took out a letter of challenge and handed it to Ren Weiyong.
"Gauntlet?"
Ren Weiyong frowned, and spread out the challenge book.
I saw two rows of large characters crookedly written on a piece of gorgeous rice paper.
"My Heavenly Mantra, on the [-]th day of the seventh lunar month, I will meet Weiyong, the director of Jiuyin Mountain, to fight in the Dongting Lake pang! Hope to make an appointment!"
Who is the curse?
Ren Weiyong couldn't remember for a long time, when he knew such a heavenly curse.
However, judging from this letter, although Ren Weiyong has no way of knowing whether the Heavenly Mantra is strong or not.
But Ren Weiyong confirmed one point from the crooked handwriting.
This heavenly curse... the cultural level is not high!
illiterate!
Nima!
A total of one sentence, but also special spelling!
I also made an appointment to fight on the bank of Dongting Lake, but I couldn't write the word "pan"!
Ren Weiyong couldn't bear to write the pinyin, but the pinyin was all wrong!
Hupan's pan is pan, not pang, okay?
This heavenly curse, a fish that slipped through the net of the nine-year compulsory education... No!
The corner of Ren Weiyong's mouth twitched.
Come to think of it, in this day and age, nine-year compulsory education doesn't seem to be popular yet!
"My lord, what shall we do? Do we want to fight?"
"Now the outside world is starting to have a gamble, betting on who will win between you and the curse."
Lin Jiu asked.
"Fight a chicken feather."
Ren Weiyong curled his lips, shook his head and said, "It's not good at all, he told me to fight, so I'll fight?"
"Reply to him: Thank you for the invitation! I'm in Jiuyin Mountain, so I don't have time to talk to you!"
"Uh."
Lin Jiu was stunned.
He did not expect that Ren Weiyong would refuse so decisively.
He also thought that Ren Weiyong would gladly accept the challenge, and then he would become famous in the first battle and be so powerful.
"Your Majesty, I represent Jiuyin Mountain, so why did you reply?"
Lin Jiu blinked and said.
"Well, let's reply like this."
Ren Weiyong nodded.
If there is no benefit, he is not interested in fighting people inexplicably and being watched.
"Ok."
Lin Jiu smiled wryly.
He could already imagine what effect Ren Weiyong's words would have if he let them out.
Because generally speaking, no matter whether it is a monster or a human race, all practitioners have a strong heart that wants to keep fighting.
No one wants to admit that they are weaker than others.
Therefore, there is an unspoken rule in the practice world.
As long as there is not a big difference in realm between the two, as long as one party makes an appointment to fight, the other party will fight.
Because looking at the essence through the surface, making a challenge is a kind of provocative behavior.
……
soon.
On Jiuyin Mountain, represented by Lin Jiu, responded to the Tianmane's engagement.
The content is one sentence, very simple.
"Thank you for your invitation! I'm in Jiuyin Mountain, I don't have time to answer!"
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar!
Ren Weiyong... unexpectedly refused to fight!
This is something no one thought of!
Faced with an appointment, shouldn't the normal person's way of being angry and violent, using all kinds of harsh words to fight?
This, this zombie, why did it refuse to fight?
All of a sudden, everyone's expressions became weird.
Is this cowardly?
Should not be!
This zombie named Ren Weiyong was able to defeat Fa Ming by leapfrogging when he was still flying stiff.
I heard that this zombie has already broken through to the King Realm, so there is no reason for him to be cursed!
Tianzhu is obviously Faming's defeated opponent.
For a while, everyone was a little confused.
……
On a turbulent river.
A young man with an indifferent face and long silver-white hair walked across the river as if walking on flat ground.
It is not appropriate to say that you are walking on the river.
Because the white-haired young man's feet didn't move, instead it was more like this turbulent river, actively piling up waves to push him forward.
"This Ren Weiyong... is interesting."
There was a faint smile on the corner of Xuan Taixu's mouth.
Ren Weiyong's refusal to challenge, in the eyes of others, might be timid and afraid of the curse.
But Xuan Taixu knew that it was absolutely impossible!
Ren Weiyong was able to step up and kill the siege of ten great mages, he could kill Gu Yue Fang Yuan, and defeat Fa Ming.
Once counts as accident, and twice counts as luck, but the record of winning consecutively cannot be faked!
Moreover, in Ren Weiyong's series of victories, the most important information is not who he defeated, but the stepping up!
Leapfrog battles require not only extraordinary means and strength, but also the strong confidence to push all enemies across!
Without this confidence, I would never dare to fight beyond the ranks!
And with such a strong and confident existence, would he be afraid of a mere heavenly curse?
What a joke!
What does this mean?
This can only mean that Ren Weiyong doesn't take the Heavenly Curse seriously at all!
It's like an ant trying to provoke a lion. Will the lion take a look?
Another example is his Xuan Taixu. If a person suddenly appears out of nowhere, it is said that he is going to challenge him.
Will he fight?
Will not.
Everyone is busy, okay, who is free to take care of you?
"This Ren Weiyong is obviously a zombie, but he is not a reckless man. It's interesting."
Xuan Taixu smiled.
He felt as if he had found something interesting.
Chapter 183 Restaurant
A restaurant, in the lobby.
Dressed in purple, with short hair and holding a folding fan, Ma Chunmei was sitting near the window, drinking by herself.
Although she is a woman, she can drink very well.
At this time, I don't know how long I drank, how much I drank, I didn't deliberately arrange the wine, I was a little drunk, and my drunk eyes became hazy.
In such a situation, no one dared to speak up.
Because of her name, Ma Chunmei, she has been well-known in the practice circle for a long time, and no one dares to touch her bad luck.
In the distance, a monk from the Central Plains was far away from her, discussing the recent major events in the southern realm.
"What kind of Ren Weiyong, I think, is just a coward, and he dare not even accept the appointment!"
A big knife-wielding man from the Central Plains said with a sneer.
The other people at the table were just like him, they were all high-flyers, big-bodied and rough-looking.
What they practice is not martial arts, but the horizontal practice of martial arts through martial arts.
Although the martial arts profession is not as dazzling as the archmage, its combat power should not be underestimated.
The Central Plains Realm is no different than the Southern Realm, it is almost the only Daoist sect.