I can see the blood bar, my purity is very high

The god-level transcendent who was stationed in the imperial capital came very quickly, almost in an instant, and his terrifying divine thoughts immediately used their abilities to envelope the entire battlefield.

Lu Wenwu is a key protection target, and there are always strong men who ascend to the gods to guard him on Blue Star.

In a sense, it can be regarded as an invisible protector.

It's just that he doesn't know it himself.

After all, as long as Lu Wenwu grows up normally, it is almost certain that he will be able to ascend to the gods and step into the fairy-like realm on land.

Every addition of such a powerful person will be more beneficial to the current environment. There is no reason for China not to send out guardians.

But the guardian is not omnipotent.

At the same level, the opponent activated mythical items cleanly at the cost of their lives, and no one could react.

Combat power can be compensated and reinforced in other ways, surpassing the limits of the current realm.

But in some aspects, if the state is not reached, it will not be accomplished.

No matter how talented a baby is, he can't be born just 1.8 meters tall, right?

However, what is a little surprising is that this powerful man who has ascended to the gods in an instant does not seem to be a purebred Chinese, nor does he have the iconic black hair and black eyes.

It was a young man with short blond hair and an arrogant expression.

He was wearing an elegant dark blue suit, a retro top hat, and was holding a slender black cane.

The standard retro British gentleman dress - if you ignore the pair of Peak sneakers on his feet.

The blond boy looked to be about ten years old and not tall.

Her face is as delicate as a girl's, with a little baby fat hanging on it, and her golden eyes are as magnificent as gems.

"Death Arena?"

Looking at the area where the internal scene could not be clearly seen, the blond boy raised his eyebrows slightly and spoke with a pure accent of the old imperial capital.

"These stinking rats are so clever. In order to take this little kid's life, they even brought out this kind of thing? Tsk, a bunch of idiots who claim to be their saviors really don't care about human life. "

While muttering, he flashed to the space sealed by the Death Arena.

Lifting up his thin white fist, he punched the blurry "wall" in front of him.

"Boom!"

A violent sound exploded on the spot, as if the entire space was shaken.

The control of this punch is extremely terrifying, and the power is perfectly contained within the fist.

Except for a shallow mark that was healing rapidly on the sealed space, the fragile asphalt road was not damaged at all.

"Hey, you're so strong, it still hurts!"

As if his hand was hurt by the force of the counterattack, the blond boy quickly retracted his fist and blew on it with his mouth.

At the same time, he was slurring his words and mumbling some vulgar words and sentences.

"It's exactly what the old man said. This thing is really damn hard. These stinky rats are really just a piece of shit. It doesn't cost resources to train them to reach the divine level. Is it such a waste? I'm so annoyed. I'll give these guys all day long sooner or later. Kill all the three little bastards who seek death."

The blond boy came quickly, and so did the other extraordinary beings.

This is the heart of China, suppressing the most terrifying fog dungeon area. Experts are like clouds and generals are like stars. It is not an exaggerated adjective.

In less than half a minute, two divine masters and a dozen S-level masters arrived one after another.

They had no intention of coming forward, but stood quietly not far away, looking at the short-headed blond boy with awe in their eyes.

What was even more shocking was that one of the powerful men dressed as middle-aged Confucian scholars stepped forward cautiously, bent slightly, and respectfully saluted the blond boy with cupped fists.

"Master Lan, I didn't expect that even you were alarmed. What happened here? We sensed S-level power fluctuations."

The blond boy known as Lan Ye ignored him and continued to mutter to himself. There was a faint light flashing in his golden eyes as he kept looking at the sealed space.

Mr. Lan?

Some players who didn't know much about the powerful Ascending God looked at each other, and they all saw the word "confused" in each other's eyes.

Although one of the unspoken rules between the spiritual world and extraordinary people is not to judge people by their appearance, there is something really wrong with the painting style of the person in front of me.

A foreigner with blond hair and golden eyes who speaks in the dialect of the old imperial capital, is he a god-level old monster who belongs to China?

Moreover, even the senior "Confucian Master" who was one of the guardians of the imperial capital respectfully called him "Master" and performed the courtesy of a junior.

What's even more outrageous is that the other party has no intention of paying any attention to it? ? ?

This looks absolutely weird!

Who is this guy?

Another god who had not stepped forward to say hello turned back solemnly and said through a message:

"Don't think too wildly. This senior was one of the guardians of our country at the beginning of the end of the dungeon. In order to protect the peace of China, this senior who had already survived the thunder tribulation at that time even gave up the opportunity to ascend and forcibly stayed. , until today.”

"Master Lan is a truly peerless genius. He almost stepped into the terrifying existence of becoming a god in the Age of Ending Law. The change happened suddenly at that time. If seniors like Master Lan had not stepped forward in time, our country would have had great consequences. Disaster."

"You must respect Mr. Lan. He did not hesitate to waste his years and delay his own cultivation for our country, which is a great merit!"

Embark on a journey to reach the gods in the age of Dharma Ending! ?

A land immortal who had almost reached the end of his cultivation path before the advent of the copy system! ?

He has been forcibly suppressing his cultivation and not ascending?

Turtle!

Such an immortal must be hundreds or thousands of years old, right?

Regardless of age or cultivation, there is really nothing wrong with calling him "Master Lan".

With the explanation of the powerful god-ascending master, the doubts in everyone's eyes suddenly turned into respect and admiration, and they wanted to go forward and admire the peerless style of the guardian of Shenzhou.

Before they took action, the powerful god-ascending master said again: "Put your thoughts aside, Master Lan has a strange temper, not everyone can be in his eyes. Didn't you see that I am just standing here? Didn't you see that Master Lan didn't even pay attention to the "Confucian Master"? Do you want to go over and get beaten?"

As soon as these words came out, the restless people suddenly stopped.

This Master Lan didn't even give face to the powerful god-ascending master, and his temper was indeed a bit strange.

It is estimated that he is also first-class in strength.

This cannot be achieved by relying on qualifications, seniority and achievements.

It seems that Lan Ye has finally looked enough, and his frown has relaxed, and the halo in his eyes has disappeared.

Glancing at the respectful Confucian teacher next to him, Lan Ye said lightly: "Xiao Wuzi was sniped by those rats. The other party not only spent a lot of effort to erase the cause and effect and the secret of heaven, but also directly sacrificed a powerful god to open the death arena."

"Xiao Wu. You mean 'Fifth Brother'?" The Confucian teacher was shocked, and his face was anxious. "The Death Arena has no solution in the lower world. In their eyes, the value of 'Fifth Brother' is so high?"

"Nonsense."

Lan Ye rolled his eyes, and his pair of piercing golden eyes revealed undisguised disgust.

"It may seem painful to trade a few old men who are basically like this in their lives for Xiao Wuzi, but it is actually a huge profit. If I were the military leader, I would do the same."

"Master Lan, let's..."

"Just wait quietly."

Master Lan took out a beautifully made soft bed from somewhere and put it on the ground, and sat on it.

He took off his shiny leather shoes, coat, bow tie, turned over and lay down, covered himself with a small quilt, and closed his eyes.

The whole action was done in one go.

"Wait for them to come out and call me, I will sleep for a while."

".This is the notorious Death Arena, Master Lan! The Death Arena that killed several of our geniuses! You just slept like this?"

Although he was already familiar with the other party's temper, the Confucian teacher still felt helpless about it.

He was originally anxious and angry, but now he was made to laugh and cry by Master Lan's action of sleeping on the spot.

This master is good in every way, and some of his little quirks are also easy to satisfy.

Just.

Always lazy, seems to be unable to get excited about anything, likes to sleep.

Moreover, this gentleman also looks down on everyone present equally, and thinks that everyone present is trash.

Of course, he does have the qualifications.

Who makes him good at fighting?

No one can beat him, so naturally he can only do what he wants.

He can only accept being called trash with a pinch of the nose.

But suddenly starting to act in front of many urgent things really makes people's blood pressure rise.

Perhaps he was annoyed by the words of the Confucian Master, and Master Lan opened one eye a little and glanced at him.

Then he turned over and turned his back to the Confucian Master.

The voice with sleepiness came lazily, and the listener felt a little drowsy:

"The Death Arena is not absolutely unsolvable."

"Not unsolvable?"

"Well, but this method is not something that everyone can use. If a trash uses it, it can only delay time for a short time."

"Delay time?"

How to delay?

Could it be that he had to rely on the life-saving props to hold on?

The Confucian Master frowned and thought hard, but he couldn't get the point.

Lan Ye's impatient voice came: "Why are you so stupid? No matter how strong the power of the Death Arena is, isn't it under the control of the dungeon system? Going to the dungeon is the top priority, and this broken thing can't stop it. Fortunately, Xiao Wuzi is not as stupid as you, otherwise I would be so angry."

"Go directly into the dungeon!?"

The Confucian Master was shocked and even doubted his ears.

"As far as I know, 'Fifth Brother' seems to have just returned from the last dungeon, right? If he enters the next dungeon without digesting his strength, wouldn't that be courting death?"

"That's because of you bunch of rubbish. He doesn't particularly need this process. Even if he doesn't practice after he comes back, his current skill proficiency is enough to crush some S-level peaks." Lan Ye said lightly, "Little Wuzi's cultivation is almost all obtained through fighting. It's rare that he has been through sitting and working hard. Don't look at him with your eyes."

Confucian Master: "."

It hurts, my friend.

I have a friend who sits and retreats every day and feels offended.

I don't really understand you geniuses!

"Okay, Lan Ye, even if 'Fifth Brother' is gifted and can pass this dungeon, what's the use of him just passing the dungeon? As long as he or the sniper is not dead, the Death Arena will not be closed!" Confucian Master asked cautiously.

Lan Ye's tone became even more impatient: "I say, you little bastard, are you so stiff today because there is dog hair in your ears or your head was chewed by a dog? I've told you that Xiao Wuzi gets his strength through fighting. He can improve his combat power by going to the next level. Do you understand?"

"As long as he can kill those low-life rats after he comes out, it will be over. He is really a blockhead, not smart at all, and really makes me angry!"

"Okay, I'm going to sleep now, don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

After saying that, Master Lan actually took out a small eye mask from the quilt and put it on, and a pair of noise-isolating earplugs appeared in both ears.

In a few seconds, there was a slight and gentle snoring sound.

Master Lan actually fell asleep on the spot!

It seems that he slept very thoroughly and peacefully.

He really has confidence in Lu Wenwu.

However, it seems that no one heard him, and he muttered something in a low voice at the end.

Confucian teacher: "."

Looking at Master Lan who had fallen asleep, the Confucian teacher felt a little liver pain.

This familiar feeling seemed to be back to the time when he was young.

That year, when I was eighteen, I was asked questions in class and stood like a minion.

And Master Lan, do you want to hear what you are talking about?

A player who is at best A+ level, even if he passes the advanced trial directly, will only come out at S-level.

Facing at least one Ascending God level player hunting at very close range, can he survive?

Can he fight back?

Although this was said by Lan Ye, the Confucian Master still didn't believe it.

Even if the most powerful combat core of the Ascending God level was sealed because of the formation in the Imperial Capital Safe Zone, even if all his attributes were suppressed, it would never be possible for an S-level strongman to touch him.

Only the Ascending God level strongman can fight against the Ascending God level strongman, which is a truth verified by many extraordinary people with their lives.

Even the quasi-ascending God level who has already qualified for the tribulation will find it difficult to compete with the real Ascending God level strongman.

As a player of this level, the Confucian Master himself knows this realm very well.

The heaven-defying attribute bonus brought by breaking through the ninth level of the technique alone is not something that the S-level can touch.

S-level counterattack to ascend to the gods?

The Confucian Master sighed heavily, looked at the sealed space, and felt a little pain in his head.

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his temple vigorously, and used his mental power to control the personal terminal to convey what happened here back to the headquarters.

I hope this "fifth brother" is really as talented as Lan Ye said.

If this matter can really succeed, even if it is just defeating a powerful god who is suppressed by the safe zone formation, it will be enough to leave a name in history.

Just as the Confucian Master was thinking, he suddenly felt his personal terminal buzzing.

The headquarters has sent a reply to his report.

The Confucian Master, who was sighing, opened it and casually glanced at the reply above. He was about to evacuate the masses and arrange the realm area according to the standard process.

However, when his eyes scanned the handwriting on the screen, his eyes suddenly straightened, and his expression was full of surprise.