Douluo That voice came from the heart, and could even be said to be an ecstatic thank you. It was like a heavy hammer that hit everyone in the hotel on their heads.
Like it too much?
This hammer given by senior... the hammer that can turn a man into a woman...
Yue Guan Elder, he... likes it so much?!
Tuoba Xi, Demon Bear Douluo, Ghost Leopard Douluo and others looked at Chrysanthemum Douluo in a way that could no longer be described as complicated.
It was a kind of shock at seeing the door to a new world, mixed with the sudden realization that "it turns out you still have this kind of hobby" and the firm determination to "stay away from him in the future."
"Ahem!"
Lin Feng coughed slightly, breaking the weird atmosphere.
Everyone who came back to their senses almost subconsciously knelt down on one knee towards Lin Feng and said piously, "Thank you, senior, for lowering Divine Grace!"
The entire Maple Dye Pavilion fell into a sacred and fanatical silence.
Only the "squeaking" sound made by the rocking chair is like the eternal rhythm of heaven and earth, neither fast nor slow, reverberating deep in everyone's soul.
However.
In this ultimate silence.
The squeaking sound of the rocking chair stopped without any warning.
Dead silence.
An indescribable invisible pressure that seemed to come from the nine heavens instantly enveloped the entire hotel!
All those kneeling on the ground with the title Douluo, their hearts shrank suddenly, and even their souls were shaking violently uncontrollably under this pressure!
Senior... are you unhappy?
This thought, like a black lightning, split open everyone's minds instantly, leaving them all dead!
Just when everyone was in extreme panic, not knowing where they had offended the gods, a voice that was indifferent and without any emotion floated slowly from the direction of the rocking chair.
The voice was not loud, but it seemed to be the only law in the world, clearly imprinted on everyone's soul.
"Your way."
"Not at your knees."
"And in the heart."
Boom!!!
A simple sentence, but like a thunder that created the world, it exploded in the minds of all Douluo!
They raised their heads suddenly, their faces filled with extreme shock and... sudden realization!
I'll wait... I understand!
What the senior means is... true piety and reverence are not superficial rituals of kneeling down, but come from the indestructible Daoist heart and faith deep in the heart!
For us to use such vulgar and vulgar courtesy to measure our respect for our predecessors is simply... blasphemous to the gods!
This is the beating our seniors gave us!
For a moment, everyone's faces showed a sense of shame and self-blame from the depths of their souls.
But what's more, is the almost overflowing ecstasy and worship after listening to the gods' teachings!
"I'm waiting... stupid!"
Ghost Douluo was the first to react, with a trembling voice. He slowly stood up from the ground and bowed deeply and more respectfully towards the lazy figure.
This time, he did not kneel down again.
Because he knows that what the seniors want is not their knees.
But their unshakable, absolutely pious heart--
Heart!
Looking at their devout faces, Lin Feng knew that the brain circuits of these people were once again on a track that he could not understand.
But in reality, he was just simply annoyed.
Since you have so much time to kowtow, you might as well spend more Gold Soul Coin, or go out and bring me a few more new leeks!
With thousands of horses galloping in his heart, Lin Feng finally moved his eyes away from the group of fanatical elders and looked at Golden Generation.
Lin Feng's eyes are very pure.
Hurry up, pay the bill, draw a lottery, and leave.
I'm still waiting to close the door and take stock of today's points.
But this "ferocious" look made Hu Liena and the three of them extremely stressed out in an instant!
Yan glanced at Hu Liena and Xie Yue beside him.
Hu Liena's beautiful eyes were slightly lowered, as if she was still recalling the shock brought by the previous miracle, without any intention of moving.
Her brother Xie Yue, on the other hand, looks like an old monk who has entered meditation with his eyes and nose watching his heart.
Got.
I have to do it!
Yan took a deep breath, braved the huge pressure, and stood up first.
Yesterday, Nana personally pulled out an 8,000-year-old Soul Ring!
And he himself, now impartial, is stuck at the bottleneck of level 40. Everything is ready, and he is only one Soul Ring away from breaking through to Soul Ancestor!
What kind of coincidence is this?
This must be the silent arrangement of the seniors!
Yan's eyes burned with blazing fire, which was the desire for power.
He didn't dare to ask for eight thousand years.
No!
Seven thousand years! As long as he can have seven thousand years of Soul Ring, he will be satisfied!
"Senior... Senior! I... I'm ready to draw the prize!"
Yan's voice was slightly trembling with excitement. He walked forward carefully and placed a filled small cloth bag respectfully on the counter.
[Consumption:550 Gold Soul Coin.]
[System review: A little leek with a weak brain and a low sense of humor. There is not much to say.]
[Random reward: two Improved Godly Zhuge Crossbow.]
[Host reward: Gourmet Points 55.]
Lin Feng's eyelids lazily opened a crack, and there was no emotion in his heart.
"Your reward is two Hidden Weapon, named Godly Zhuge Crossbow."
He tapped his fingertips lightly on the ebony counter.
Whoosh!
Two strange-looking silver metal boxes appeared in front of Yan out of thin air.
There is no light, no special effects, not even a trace of Soul Power fluctuation.
They just lay there quietly, unpretentious.
The ecstasy on Yan's face froze instantly.
Dark...Hidden Weapon?
Not Soul Ring?
He picked up one of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow blankly, and the cold metal touch made him feel cold.
How to use this thing...?
Before he could ask any questions, Lin Feng's lazy voice sounded again, explaining to him.
"The name of this object is Godly Zhuge Crossbow..."
"The most important thing is that this thing does not require Soul Power to activate it, and it can also be used by mortals."
"Without any precautions, even Soul King would suffer a big loss."
Boom!
This understatement fell into the ears of Douluo, but it was no less than a thunder!
Can it be used without Soul Power?
Mortals... can hurt Soul King?!
This concept, like a giant hammer, severely shattered their pride and worldview as the top Soul Master!
What does this mean?
This means that the insurmountable chasm between Soul Master and mortals has been torn open with a ferocious hole!
If this thing is thoroughly studied, and then the Soul Power humble taxi soldiers under the Spirit Hall, and even the ordinary people without Soul Power armies can be massively armed...
What a terrifying subversive force that would be!
The war pattern of the entire continent will be rewritten because of this!
Ghost Douluo's eyes, which had regained their vitality, flashed a trace of passion and greed that even he himself had not noticed.
This thing, Spirit Hall must get it!
However, Yan at this moment did not realize the turmoil in the hearts of the elders at all.
He looked at the Godly Zhuge Crossbow in his hand, his face almost wrinkled into a bitter gourd.
Very awesome.
It sounds really cool.
But damn, what I want is Soul Ring! It's Soul Ring that can help me break through the bottleneck!
What's the use of giving me a mortal fire stick?!
The huge feeling of loss overwhelmed him like a tide.
But he didn't dare to show it at all, so he could only force out a smile that was uglier than crying, and bowed deeply to Lin Feng.
"Many... thank you, senior, for giving me the treasure..."
After saying that, he hugged two "peerless magic weapons" and silently stepped aside with a sad face, feeling that his life was gloomy.
Of course, he didn't know.
Behind him, Elder Council's group of Douluos had completed a confidential meeting with their eyes.
--"This is something that senior gave to Yan. People like me cannot steal it openly, but after leaving Maple Dye Pavilion, Yan must "voluntarily" hand over this sacred object to His Holiness the Pope!"