426 I Seek Defeat

426 I seek defeat

"Grant a wish?"

Qin Chuan was a little surprised. This was very much like the life and death battle on a certain island!

"I know what you're thinking."

Mr. Long chuckled, "This time it's a real wish. If you win, no matter what your wish is, it will come true."

"How is this possible?"

Qin Chuan smiled, "Even if you are a martial soul, it's not a good idea to talk nonsense like this, right?"

"The world is big."

Mr. Long reminded Qin Chuan, "There are even immortal people, what else is impossible?"

"But...isn't it too exaggerated?"

Qin Chuan had a big question mark, "Are there really gods in this world?"

"If you believe it, you have it. If you don't believe it, you don't have it."

Mr. Long’s answer was simple, “So, it depends on whether you believe it or not.”

"I just believe in myself."

Qin Chuan said, "So, if one day I can become a god, I will believe that there is a god in this world."

"I won't criticize your ideas. Everyone has their own opinions. However, your ideas also make sense. You will know after you participate in this game."

"God's game... I have heard about it."

Annie said next to her, "Is this game... still going on now?"

"Tell me."

Qin Chuan sat there and nodded to Annie.

"What I know...may be just the tip of the iceberg. I only heard that the organizers of this god's game are real gods. These gods are too idle and a little warlike, but gods are not allowed to interact with each other. Fighting, because once a war breaks out, their power is likely to destroy this dimension. Therefore, these gods decided to find some of their spokesmen on the earth and let these people fight the war for them. The one who wins in the end, the god One of his wishes will come true.”

"Bullshit."

Qin Chuan curled his lips and said, "Where did the gods come from in this world? It's nonsense."

"Anyway, I heard it. No one knows whether it is true or false."

"What about Tiandao? Has he ever participated in such a competition?"

"I don't know... because this competition is only held once in a hundred years. Although Tiandao is very strong... he has not lived that long."

"Held once a hundred years..."

Qin Chuan frowned. In this case, his master probably wouldn't know either.

"If you want to know more about it, wouldn't it be better to participate directly?"

Mr. Long chuckled, "This card is a business card of a god. I invite you on his behalf to become his representative."

"Why do you want to find me? Aren't you more suitable yourself?"

Qin Chuan asked directly.

"Me? I can't."

Mr. Long shook his head, "I am a person who should not exist... In short, even if you don't accept this god's invitation... I think there will be other gods looking for you. In the martial arts tournament, your The reputation has been established."

"What kind of reputation can I have? Mr. Long really compliments me."

Qin Chuan chuckled and quickly waved his hands to pretend to be modest.

"Master Qin, please stop being modest."

Mr. Long said directly, "How many people in today's martial arts world can defeat Zuo Xiaolong? Head Qin already has such strength, and there are only a few people in the martial arts world who can defeat you. In this god's game, you are very Qualified to participate.”

"Besides, I don't believe this kind of thing at the moment."

Qin Chuan waved his hand, "Mr. Long, since we have met, why don't you have two more drinks with me?"

"It's better not to give it up. Leader Qin's wine has too much stamina and I can't drink it."

Mr. Long said, shaking his hand to indicate to Qin Chuan that the blow just now was not gentle.

"In that case, I won't force you to stay. Mr. Long, please."

Qin Chuan didn't want to force anyone into trouble, so he made a gesture of invitation, and Mr. Long walked out of the hot pot restaurant directly.

"Are we really going to let him go like this?"

Annie looked at Mr. Long's back and couldn't help but ask.

"What else can we do?"

Qin Chuan smiled and said, "I have recovered from my external injuries, but my internal injuries have not completely healed. If I fight with this Mr. Long, I am really unsure."

"This Mr. Long...is that powerful?"

Yang Chan was a little surprised when he heard this, "What kind of strength is he?"

"Unfathomable."

Qin Chuan said, "I guess he is not weaker than Zuo Xiaolong."

"so smart?"

Several women looked at each other.

"He is very powerful, so I don't want to be his enemy for the time being."

Qin Chuan took a sip of Xiaoshao and said, "Come on, it's a cold day, let's continue eating hot pot. I won't mention these things today. I'll just eat and not talk about business."

There have been too many trivial matters recently, and Qin Chuan really wanted to find a chance to take a good rest.

"Then have you decided to participate in this... god's game?"

Qingmei couldn't help but ask.

"I'm not interested in such inexplicable things."

Qin Chuan laughed and said, "There are a lot of things to be busy with now. Come on, stop talking about this and eat hot pot."

Qin Chuan stopped talking about Jianghu and just started eating hot pot with a few women. Everyone also followed him and ate obediently.

While Qin Chuan was enjoying hot pot with several women, Zuo Jinghua secretly sneaked into the forbidden area of ​​Wudang Mountain with humiliation and anger.

He is most familiar with Wudang Mountain. He has traveled almost all over the mountain since he was a child. Although the forbidden area is controlled by experts, there is a secret passage leading inside. Zuo Jinghua used this secret passage to sneak into the depths and stood in front of a statue of a basalt turtle.

In front of the statue was a corpse that had been dead for an unknown period of time. Only white bones were left of the corpse, and it was holding a black wooden box in its hand.

"I want to become the strongest man in the world!"

Zuo Jinghua stretched out his hand and touched the wooden box.

This wooden box seemed to be too old. Zuo Jinghua banged it lightly with his hand, and the wooden box turned into ashes.

A simple booklet fell inside, which read "The Magic Soul-Searching Technique of the Demon".

Zuo Jinghua was filled with surprise, holding the booklet and shouted.

"Hahaha, the time is coming when I will be invincible!"

"It's a bit difficult to be invincible just by relying on this magic soul-searching skill of the devil."

A voice sounded behind him.

Zuo Jinghua was startled and quickly turned his head to find a man wrapped in a black robe, standing quietly to the side at some unknown time.

He seemed like a ghost from the darkness, soundless.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into my Wudang forbidden area!"

Zuo Jinghua immediately pulled out his sword and pointed it at the man in black robe.

"Haha, I am God."

The man in black robe introduced himself, but Zuo Jinghua laughed at him.

"Hahaha, what a joke! Where does the god come from in this world!"

"Ignorant."

The man in black robe waved his hand, and the white skeleton suddenly stood up, stretched out his skeleton arm, pinched Zuo Jinghua directly, lifted his body up, and pressed it against the cold stone wall next to him!

"Cough cough cough..."

Zuo Jinghua was almost suffocated. How could this skeleton move with such strength?

"This is the power of God."

There was a kind of arrogance in the voice of the man in black robe, "I am a god, I can crush you to death like an insect!"

"No...don't kill me..."

Zuo Jinghua begged, "I...I don't want to die..."

The skeleton let go of his hand and Zuo Jinghua fell to the ground.

"Come here and lick my shoes."

The man in black robe pointed to his boots.

Without hesitation, Zuo Jinghua quickly crawled over and licked the man's boots like a dog.

"now it's right."

The man in black robe nodded with satisfaction, "In front of God, humans do not need to have any self-esteem."

"Please, please...since you are a god, why are you looking for me?"

Zuo Jinghua asked.

"Do I want power?"

The man in black robe asked directly.

"I want!"

Zuo Jinghua answered without hesitation, "I want to be the strongest person!"

"I can grant your wish, but you must do one thing for me first."

The man in black robe said, took out a card and threw it on the ground.

"Accept this card, and you will fight for me. If you win the final victory, I can grant your wish and make you the strongest person!"

"Really, really?"

Zuo Jinghua was full of surprises. He didn't expect that pie would really fall from the sky!

I made a profit this time, I really made a profit!

Yang Chan, just wait, I will become stronger soon! When the time comes, you will definitely love me to death! Hahaha!

No, if you have such a strong power, Yang Chan is nothing, all the beautiful women in the world are yours!

"Remember, I am the god who guards the tomb. From today on, you are my warrior!"

"Yes, my great God!"

Zuo Jinghua nodded repeatedly, knowing that his good days were finally coming.

Two days later.

On the roof of a tall building in City H, sat a man wearing a white mask and Hanfu.

There is a Han sword next to this man. The one who likes this outfit is none other than Tiandao.

He was obviously dressed in ancient costume, but he wore magic sound headphones on his ears, and his head swayed slightly to the sound of the music.

At this moment, a figure fell behind him.

"When I'm listening to music, I don't like others to disturb me."

Tiandao said without opening his eyes.

"He is indeed the most powerful warrior in the East. He is really powerful. He even noticed my arrival."

The man behind him was wearing a black cloak, covering his face.

"If you don't tell me who you are and why you are here within ten seconds, you will die."

"Hahaha, what an arrogant human being. Do you know who I am? I am God, a great God!"

The man under the cloak said arrogantly, "I can kill you with just a move of my fingers!"

"well……"

Tiandao sighed, "It seems that you don't know much about our Dongfang."

"What's the meaning?"

"Did you know that there is a profession in the East called a martial artist?"

"Of course I know. They are just people who like to use brute force."

The cloaked man sneered, "In front of my great power, they are just children's playthings."

"Then you know...the strongest strength among martial artists is called seeking defeat?"

In the blink of an eye, Tiandao appeared behind the cloaked man, and the Han sword in his hand slowly returned to its sheath.