Chapter 839 Eleventh Level God
"There are so many level 10 gods entering the holy land. How many level 10 gods does the Holy Church have? Not long ago, there were only one or two level 10 gods. Now there are so many?" His expression was a bit ugly, which showed that the Holy Church was already creating gods on the ground.
Hei Balang sighed: "When technology develops to a certain extent, it is definitely not inferior to cultivation, so I never underestimate the divine warriors of the Holy Church. In my estimation, the strength of a level 10 divine warrior is roughly equivalent to that of a cultivator in the early stage of returning to the truth. This level of strength should not be difficult for you."
Zhang Jun smiled faintly. He had a clear understanding of his own strength. Even if he faced Xiao Longnu in the Return to the Truth Realm, he would not be afraid. If he faced a level 10 god, he would definitely be sure to kill the other party. After all, the divine warrior is not a master of the Return to the Truth Realm who has opened up the spiritual realm. His spiritual cultivation is relatively weak, but his melee ability is very strong. And melee combat is precisely his advantage. The Zhenwu body plus the Taiqing Great True Power are not something that a level 10 god can fight against.
The two people talked secretly below, and the bigwigs above were also discussing the procedures for holding this genius conference. Through Hei Balang's introduction, he knew that although there were dozens of forces participating in this Genius Conference, there were only twelve forces that actually presided over the conference, with a total of twelve great saints. Other forces were attached to the above twelve forces, such as North Korea attached to the Xuanhuang Small World, South Korea attached to Japanese Shintoism, Sikhism attached to Hinduism, and so on.
Of course, this attachment is conditional, and small forces must pay enough benefits to large forces. The reason why small forces have to attach themselves to large forces is either that they lack great saints or that they do not have the precious materials needed to build a large formation. The above two points are necessary conditions for becoming the twelve hosts of the Genius Conference. These small forces are also forced to do so. If they want their disciples to participate in the Genius Conference, they must do so.
However, even if small forces can send people to participate, it is extremely difficult to seize the last ten places. The ten places are generally occupied by the forces represented by the twelve great saints. Only by chance, a small force suddenly produces a talent with amazing qualifications, which is likely to stand out in the fierce competition, but the probability is very small. This situation has not happened for three consecutive sessions.
No one knows how the twelve great saints negotiated. After about half an hour, a tall white old man in a white robe spoke. This white old man looked very old, with skin like old tree bark. He was an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years. This person has a very high status. He is the first seraph of the Roman Catholic Church and his strength has reached the peak level of sainthood.
With such a great man in charge, Xiao Kunlun is still not qualified to preside over the conference even if it is the host, but took the initiative to hand over the presiding qualification to the old man. The old man spoke slowly, his voice was very vicissitudes, and at the same time it sounded very harmonious, like the sound of nature, quiet and far-reaching.
"This time, there will be many guardians participating in the genius conference. In addition to meeting the regular conditions, the guardians participating in the conference must also pass the assessment of the joint parliament." The old man said, his words cannot be questioned or disobeyed, and no one dared to raise objections.
The old man continued, "Before the guardians are assessed, we must first conduct a quota selection as usual. Only those who have obtained the quota will have their guardians qualified for the assessment. Well, time is precious, let's start now."
The Genius Conference has been held for countless sessions, and the various forces have already figured out the general procedures, so they are well prepared. So as soon as the old man finished speaking, the children participating in the election from various forces stood up consciously. Most of these children who stood up were white, with a number of more than 60%, and the rest of the skin color accounted for less than 40%. In the end, hundreds of children stood in the middle, Zong Yuan and Qing Lian were in it, and the little girl named Xuan Qing brought by Xuan Hong stood next to Zong Yuan.
Zhang Jun had already known the process of quota selection. In short, the selection process is divided into two major stages. The first stage is screening, from which more than twelve candidates are selected, and then enter the second stage of rounds. The screening is divided into three stages, and all participating children must go through them separately. Only children who pass all three levels are eligible to enter the second stage of rounds.
Rounds are much more intense than screening, and generally more than ten children will participate. These children will play against all other children, and then the final ten places will be determined according to the ranking of points. During the round, one point is awarded for a win, zero points for a draw, and one point is deducted for a loss. The top ten people will get a place to enter the ancient holy land.
Zhang Jun stared at the scene, not very nervous. He knew that Zong Yuan's strength, although not as good as his, was definitely a dominant existence among these children, and could completely defeat others. This result was normal. After all, Zong Yuan was a genius with Xiantian Dan, and with the careful cultivation of Li Daojun and him, it was not surprising that he had such strength. He was a little worried about Qinglian. Qinglian was a girl with a kind heart. He didn't know if she could adapt to such a cruel competition.
Yang Tianxuan stood beside him at some point and said coldly, "I wonder how many rounds that little beast can hold out."
Zhang Jun's eyes turned cold, staring at Yang Tianxuan and said, "Yang Tianxuan, within ten years, I will chop off the old dog's head. Don't worry, I will definitely kill you along the way."
Hearing the other party call the Holy Lord an "old dog", Yang Tianxuan was furious, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes. If he hadn't been afraid of the great power of the Holy Manifestation present and didn't dare to break the rules here, he would have asked the tenth-level gods behind him to take action.
"Don't be arrogant. From the day you fought against the Holy Church, you were doomed to perish. You may not know this yet? The Holy Church's eleventh-level gods are about to be successfully cultivated. Their combat power can be comparable to that of a cultivator in the middle stage of the Beautiful Return to the True Realm. They will definitely surprise you then!" he said in a sinister voice.
"Idiot!" Zhang Jun looked at him with contempt, "What could you do to me when you invited Jiang Daojun from Xiao Kunlun? I was just a small figure in the secular world back then, and you couldn't do anything to me. Now I'm half a step ahead, and you have no hope! In addition, I want to tell you that the Holy Church will not get a single hair from this genius conference. I will kill as many people as you come in!"
"Naive! I didn't get rid of you back then because you were too weak. Now you have enough weight, and the Holy Church will not let you live!" Yang Tianxuan said viciously, "Also, it's not that easy for you to become a guardian, and I won't let you do what you want!"
"Really?" Zhang Jun raised his eyebrows, "Madam Bai Gu, Yang Tiangan, Yang Tianji, Yang Tianyi, and many important figures in the Holy Church were all killed by me. I'm very curious, how many of you have given me to kill? Will you be the next one?"
Yang Tianxuan snorted heavily: "I said, you won't be arrogant for long!" He seemed not to want to talk to Zhang Jun anymore, and turned away.
As soon as the other party left, Hei Balang sent a message: "There are actually eleventh-level gods. The gene research of the Holy Church is really amazing. I estimate that the eleventh-level god warriors should have power similar to the spiritual realm, otherwise they cannot reach the level of the middle stage of returning to the truth."
"It doesn't matter." Zhang Jun said lightly, "Even if there are really god warriors who have opened up the spiritual realm, I have a way to kill them! Killing people has never been a difficult thing!"
He did not tell Hei Balang that Xiaoqiang has cracked more powerful technologies one after another, and some of the technological means can be used to deal with tenth-level gods or even eleventh-level gods. For example, the spider mecha produced some time ago can kill tenth-level gods in a one-on-one situation. Moreover, some time ago, Xiaoqiang upgraded the spider mecha, and the second-generation spider can definitely fight against the eleventh-level gods.
Therefore, in terms of combat power alone, he is not afraid of the Holy Church. If he had not been absolutely sure, he would have commanded the mecha army to flatten the Holy Church. The reason why he was not sure was that he found that the Holy Church seemed to be tied to the US government, and the two sides cooperated closely, so it was not appropriate to act rashly for the time being.
As the host, the organization and arrangement of this genius conference will naturally be carried out by Xiao Kunlun. Xiao Kunlun sent a group of true power level cultivators to arrange the screening site. There are three items in the first stage of screening, and the first item is strength.
Everyone has strength, but it is difficult for ordinary people to have a big breakthrough. Being able to lift hundreds of kilograms is already amazing. Even professional athletes can only lift a few hundred kilograms at most. The highest record that can be recorded is that the highest record of human barbell squat is lifting 547 kilograms, which is already the limit of human beings. Such people are equivalent to the peak of Huajin or even half-step Baodan.
The strength of cultivators is much stronger because they have many means such as true power, second holy power, and divine power. A Baodan master, no matter how bad he is, should be able to lift tons of weight. The strong among them can even lift several tons of weight. As for the half-step supernatural powers, it is even more amazing. They have divine power in their bodies, and most of them can lift several tons of weight.
The venue for the strength screening was a platform that was built up, 10 feet high and about 30 meters wide, which was enough for all the contestants to stand on. On the platform, a one-meter-high iron lock was placed there, with two numbers "five tons" engraved on it. Seeing this big iron lock, most of the children turned pale! For many of them, five tons was too heavy, and they couldn't do it.
A young man from Xiao Kunlun stood on the stage. Zhang Jun knew this man because he was Guang Shao who invaded Wudang Mountain. If Jiang Daojun hadn't rescued him, he would have been dead long ago. Guang Shao didn't seem to notice Zhang Jun. He announced in a steady tone: "The first level, lift the iron lock! This iron lock weighs five tons. As long as someone can lift it with his bare hands without external force, it will be considered a pass!"