Chapter 141: Star Killing Game (Part 140)

No one knew what happened in the quiet palace.

Except.

All secrets will be buried under the night.

Turned into nothingness, supporting correctness and peace.

But if this is sad enough, then the scene that took place in the Prince's Mansion is even more tragic. This was a life-and-death fight where even the parties involved did not know the truth. Although for the parties involved, not knowing the truth is actually a good thing, even if they die, they will die on the path they believe is right and die with their eyes closed.

on the contrary.

If you knew the truth.

No matter who the person involved is, he will die with his eyes open.

Everyone knows which is better, dying with eyes closed or dying with eyes open.

The ornate lamp rolled to the ground.

The expensive carpets were stained by spilled lamp oil.

In the flickering sparks.

Turn into a torch, turn into a sea of ​​fire, and set everything on fire.

Oxygen was scarce and smoke was thick.

It lingered in the prince's mansion whose appearance could not be seen clearly.

Only sound could penetrate the thick smoke and reach the outside world with difficulty, and that was all.

"Dai Mubai!"

"Are you out of your mind?"

"I am your brother!"

"You will become a god of war in the future!"

"Perhaps there was indeed a conflict between you and me in the past where one of us had to die. Either you die or I die, but now everything has changed. It doesn't have to end with one of us dying. You go your way, and I go mine. Are you crazy that you have to sneak into the Prince's Mansion and kill me at this time?"

"Is our hatred so great?"

In the thick smoke, in the Prince's Mansion which was on fire on all sides, a layer of air waves exploded, sucking away the little oxygen while forcing two black shadows to fly backwards. One of them smashed hard on the bookshelf in the study, smashing it to pieces, until it smashed the wall and fell into another room next door, only then did it stop its momentum. The other black shadow flew backwards and rolled all the way out of the mansion until it stepped on the stone bricks outside the mansion, barely stopping its retreat. Looking forward, two long marks like those plowed by a hoe were clearly visible. Looking around, the surroundings were full of flames and it was hazy.

Carpets stained with lamp oil are flammable.

Paper books are flammable.

Wooden furniture is also flammable.

The flowers and plants outside obviously can't escape either.

Dai Mubai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his bloodshot eyes filled with madness, his three spirit rings moving up and down rhythmically, he glanced at the relatively empty environment around him, took a deep breath of the stale air, and stared closely at the smoke-filled mansion in front of him: "Davis, there's no need to say anything too childish, do you think I don't know that you've had private contact with Tang San?"

"If you can, why can't I?" The yellow-white light wave tore through the wall, rushed out of the ruins, and accurately hit the place where Dai Mubai had just stood. The strong impact crushed the stone bricks into stone powder, and then exploded. Davis stood in the smoky Prince's Mansion, his eyes full of murderous intent, and grinned: "You became the God of War in history, so I stayed in the Star Luo Empire and became the next emperor, but if I became the God of War, for the sake of our brotherhood, and for the sake of you letting me go in history, I would also let you become the emperor of the Star Luo Empire, and you and I wouldn't have to fight each other, isn't that good?"

"Do you think you can become a god of war?"

"In a way that pleases the Haotian Sect?"

"In a way that pleases Tang San?"

Dai Mubai sneered and looked at Davis who was in the Prince's Mansion. If it weren't for Ye Qingcang, he wouldn't even know that Davis had contacted Tang San behind his back. Although Davis had contacted the wrong person, Tang San now had no power to decide who would be the examiner of the God of War, but Davis's behavior still touched his sensitive nerves.

What do you mean?
You're trying to steal my throne behind my back?

If you didn't do anything, I would still feel a little bit reluctant to kill you. But if you do this, I won't feel any burden at all when I kill you!

You are asking for death!
"Isn't it good to be an emperor honestly?"

“Why do you covet other people’s things?”

"Blind self-confidence made you choose the Haotian Sect."

"Blind confidence also leads to your death."

"Be a prince honestly, and maybe you can still survive."

"But if you come into contact with the Haotian Sect, you will really be courting death!"

Dai Mubai's chest rose and fell slightly. Although he had the blessing of the Star Martial Arts, he had missed the three sublimation opportunities before level 40. Level 30, for Ye Qingcang, was the third sublimation, but for him, it was just the beginning of his exposure to the Star Martial Arts. Moreover, although the upper limit of the Star Martial Arts was high, the resources required to invest in it were also the same. Now he had only completed the first chapter and could compete with the forty-seven-level Davis with the thirty-nine-level soul power. Only when the second chapter was completed would he be able to defeat Davis, so his fight was not easy.

But if Dai Mubai had a hard time fighting, then Davis's fight was even more thrilling, because he had one more thousand-year soul ring than Dai Mubai, which was equivalent to one more thousand-year soul skill.

Level 41 against level 49.

It is not common in the fighting arena, but it is not uncommon either.

Level thirty-nine versus level forty-one.

Without considering the restrained relationship, there has been none in these years.

The soul ring age theory proposed by Yu Xiaogang applies to the vast majority of people: the first soul ring lasts 423 years, the second soul ring lasts 764 years, the third soul ring lasts 1,760 years, the fourth soul ring lasts 5,000 years, and the fifth soul ring lasts 12,000 years.

In other words, there is a difference of at least three thousand years between the third and fourth soul rings.

This gap is nearly twice that of the third soul ring.

In other words, assuming the soul skills are exactly the same, the power of the fourth soul skill is more than twice that of the third soul skill, and is infinitely close to three times.

Soul Master uses his third soul skill, dealing 1,000 damage.

Soul Master uses his fourth soul skill, which deals nearly three thousand damage.

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The first chapter of the Star Martial Arts cannot allow a Soul Master to have output capabilities comparable to that of a Soul Master, but it can provide a Soul Master with physical fitness comparable to that of a Soul Master. The outstanding students in the Blue Tyrant Academy can defeat ten thousand year soul beasts at the level of Soul Master or Soul Master, relying on the extra-long health bar and fault tolerance rate provided by the Star Martial Arts, and with a little more patience, they can slowly grind the ten thousand year soul beasts to death.

Dai Mubai used the same tactic when playing against Davis.

After all, only a few warriors can reach the level of sublimation.

Not everyone can spend four or five years suppressing their soul power level just to practice the first part of the Stellar Martial Arts to perfection and start sublimation.

Therefore, Dai Mubai became more patient as the fight went on.

Davis, on the other hand, became more and more upset as the game went on.

The scales of victory unknowingly shifted towards Dai Mubai.

"Give up, my brother."

"Give up resistance."

"As a price, I promise to leave you an intact body."

Dai Mubai's eyes were full of arrogance.

Unfortunately, Davis did not appreciate it.

The white tiger roared, stirring up waves of bloody wind and storm, and launched a hysterical attack on Dai Mubai: "My fate is in my own hands, that Ye Qingcang can snatch the throne of Shura God from Tang San, why can't I snatch the throne of God of War from you?"

“Then come and grab one and try!” A ball of golden light shone from Dai Mubai’s body. When two men meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins. No matter what he does in the future, whether he betrays Ye Qingcang and joins Tang San, or sells out Tang San in exchange for Ye Qingcang’s further trust, now that he has lost today, everything will be in vain. He paid everything including his dignity, not for Davis’ words to shake his faith: “Davis, you will die obediently!”

(End of this chapter)