I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 290 I am praying that the ancestors will not bless you

Zhang Xiaohua looked at Zhang Chen, her eyes full of curiosity.

Zhang Chen, Xiao Douding and the other two returned to the small building. Xiao Douding looked at Zhang Chen excitedly and said, "Junior brother, you have made me proud this time. I'm afraid no one would have thought that you could make it into the top ten."

“Calm down! What’s the top ten position? I’m going to be the first one.” Zhang Chen said with a smile.

"It's impossible for you to take first place. Not to mention that I'm here, even Zhang Xiaohua's weird body-protecting ability is not something you can break. Junior brother, don't be wishful thinking. You'd better give up as soon as possible. The water is too complicated and you can't control it." Li Donglai on the side smiled and hit Zhang Chen's confidence.

"What do you know, little fat boy? My junior brother is the bright moon in the sky, and you are just a firefly. How can you know my junior brother's methods?" The little kid was immediately unhappy when he heard what the other party said, and quickly scolded the other party, his voice full of protection.

"Haha, you three-inch stick, once we get to the ring, you'll know my abilities." Li Donglai replied slowly from the side, full of confidence.

He has a strong body and is indeed very confident.

Zhang Chen, who was standing by, ignored the two people's bickering at this time, but was thinking about the next competition in his heart: "If I don't use my blood path magical power, I really can't break Zhang Xiaohua's self-defense method."

Thinking of this, Zhang Chen stood up and walked towards the main hall. He wanted to see if the will of the great virtuous teacher was still there. If the will of the great virtuous teacher was still there, then everything would be over. If the will of the great virtuous teacher was gone, he could continue to steal the power of incense and see if he could find a way to crack the other party's golden body by improving his skills.

At this time, Zhang Chen realized the difficulty of this kind of horizontal training magical power. It was extremely difficult. It would not be enough for him to just immobilize the opponent, he also had to find a way to break the opponent's magical power to be safer.

As Zhang Chen walked into the main hall, his Dharma eyes opened inadvertently, and he saw that the will of the Great Sage Master was still lingering around and had not left.

Zhang Chen's heart sank slightly, and he had to give up the idea of ​​stealing the incense temporarily. Then he was seen kneeling on the ground and seemed to be praying, as if he was praying to the ancestors to bless him to win the competition tomorrow.

Just as Zhang Chen was pretending to pray and kowtow, a disgusted voice came from outside the hall: "Hey, you kid are running here to pray and worship at the last minute, hoping that the ancestors will bless you with good luck tomorrow? It's useless to pray to the ancestors, you might as well beg me to be gentle when I see you tomorrow."

Chu Mingyue stared at Zhang Chen's back with her eyes, her voice full of ridicule, and her words were filled with undisguised cold malice.

Hearing this, Zhang Chen smiled inexplicably, stood up and looked at Chu Mingyue: "No, I just pray that the ancestor will not bless you tomorrow so that I can beat you to death."

After Zhang Chen finished speaking, he passed by Chu Mingyue. Chu Mingyue's expression suddenly changed. She turned her head to look at Zhang Chen's back and said to herself, "This kid is so confident."

Zhang Chen walked out of the hall, knowing that stealing the power of incense would not work, so he had to think of other ways.

"Perhaps I can place my hope on my blood-stained skills and hide my Blood God Son in the sword. With the tainted characteristics of the Blood God Son, it should be easy to break the protective magical power." Zhang Chen said secretly in his heart.

No matter whether it is Zhang Xiaohua or Li Donglai, they are both just first-level existences. Zhang Chen's blood control skill has reached the fifth level. There is no comparison between the two sides.

"Then this sword..." Zhang Chen lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand. The Blood God could only possess the flesh and not dead objects, but Zhang Chen could do something with the sword.

"This sword is a good thing. If it is contaminated by blood, it would be a waste. It would be better to find an ordinary iron sword, cut a groove on the sword, and hide the Blood God Son in the blood groove..." Zhang Chen said secretly in his heart.

Then he gave up the idea. After all, this competition was of great importance. He didn't know if there were any old guys from Huang Tiandao watching secretly. If they saw the existence of the Blood God Son, he would be in trouble.

"I use blood to nourish the sword. As long as the sword is contaminated by the power of my blood, the blood will naturally have the dirty effect of breaking the golden body." Zhang Chen thought of a perfect idea.

But when Zhang Chen walked back to the yard, he saw a familiar figure standing in the yard, and Xiao Douding and Li Donglai stood respectfully in front of that figure.

The temple master Liu Feng was giving a lecture to the two men. Zhang Chen had just walked to the door when he heard Liu Feng say, "In the competition tomorrow, you will face the prince, and you can only lose, not win."

"Why?" Li Donglai was stunned, his eyes full of confusion and astonishment: "Doesn't the Taoist temple say that competitions should be fair? You ask your disciples to do this, isn't that against the original intention of the competition?"

"Because he is the prince, he deserves the blessing of the water god. Only if he gets benefits, will he be more loyal to Huang Tiandao. Then the effect of our preaching in the north will be better, and our future life will be smoother." Liu Feng said with a serious face: "So, you can only lose tomorrow, not win."

"Uncle Master, what you mean is that the first place was already decided before the competition?" Li Donglai asked with a gloomy face.

"You can say that." Liu Feng did not hide it at this time: "The first place can only be the prince's."

"Why doesn't the Taoist temple just give him the spot? Why does it make us fight to the death to participate in the competition?" Li Donglai asked with a gloomy face.

“We have the Great Sage Master watching over us. Who dares to violate the rules set by him? Moreover, to become a Star God, one must have enough luck. As long as the prince defeats you and carries with him the luck of a great victory, he can directly take the position of Star God.” Liu Feng said.

"So we are all the prince's resources, and we should contribute all our luck for him to consume, right? We should use all our luck to help him alone?" Li Donglai's voice was full of bitterness.

"For the sake of the overall interests of the sect, this is something we have to do. I hope you can understand the Taoist temple's painstaking efforts. Don't worry, when the Five Emperors of the Five Directions and the Star Gods return to their positions in the future, I can make the decision to allow you to become a subordinate deity of the Star Gods. Immortality in the future will not be a fantasy, it's just a few days late." Liu Feng said earnestly.

"I'm afraid it's not just a little too late, but everyone will have to become Zhang Xiaohua's subordinates, and then continue to work for Zhang Xiaohua?" The bitterness at the corners of Li Donglai's mouth became more and more intense.

"This is your fate! This is the fate of all Huang Tian Dao disciples of this generation!" Liu Feng sighed softly: "Accept your fate."

Li Donglai fell silent and stood there without saying a word.

Liu Feng patted Li Donglai on the shoulder, then sighed softly and turned to leave. When he reached the gate, he saw Zhang Chen. He nodded at Zhang Chen but did not say anything. It was obvious that he did not think Zhang Chen had the ability to threaten Zhang Xiaohua.

"Junior Brother Zhang, you're back." Li Donglai was standing in the yard and saw Zhang Chen walking in, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I heard everything." Zhang Chen said with a heavy face.

"This time, the competition is to utilize the luck and future of the young generation of our entire Taoist lineage under Master Wu to help and nourish Zhang Xiaohua. The so-called competition is nothing more than the harvest and plunder of luck." Li Donglai showed a bitter look at the corners of his mouth.

"Are you going to give up?" Zhang Chen looked at Li Donglai.

"Do you think I have the qualifications to say 'no' in the face of the pressure from the entire Dao?" Li Donglai asked Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen was silent after hearing this. Although Li Donglai was a first-level god with a strong body, he was just an ant in the face of the giant Huang Tiandao.

"I thought you were a troublemaker who wouldn't tolerate being suppressed," Zhang Chen said.

Upon hearing this, Li Donglai suddenly smiled. That smile was very evil and crazy, with a hint of madness: "I have to say, Junior Brother, you are really good at judging people."

"So you are going to go all out to defeat Zhang Xiaohua in the competition?" Zhang Chen asked curiously. He felt that if Li Donglai went all out, he would have a great chance of winning.

"If I defeat Zhang Xiaohua, the upper echelons of Huang Tiandao will never forgive me." Li Donglai said.

Zhang Chen was completely confused when he heard this. He was unwilling to be suppressed, but also did not want to defeat Zhang Xiaohua. How could he do this?

"I might as well just give up the game! Zhang Xiaohua wants to take away my luck and must defeat me personally, but I won't give him a chance to defeat me." At this point, Li Donglai stood up and waved to Zhang Chen and Xiao Douding: "My two junior brothers and sisters, the road ahead is long, we'll meet again if we're destined to. It doesn't matter if Huang Tiandao doesn't want to stay. Now that I have the ability and have become a god, I can make a living anywhere I go."

After saying this, he turned around and left, leaving Zhang Chen standing in the yard in a daze.

Zhang Chen stared blankly at Li Donglai's back. He was completely stunned. He never expected that Li Donglai would have such a plan.

"He left without saying goodbye, which prevented Zhang Xiaohua from completing her harvest of luck. The Taoist temple's higher-ups won't forgive him then." Zhang Chen sighed as he watched Li Donglai walk away.

"This fat guy is so bold. I actually overestimated him." Cheng Yu sighed beside him with a bit of sadness in his eyes.

"He is a man with great ambitions. How could he be willing to let others harvest his luck and become someone else's nourishment?" Zhang Chen said.

"What about you, Junior Brother? What are you going to do?" The little boy looked at Zhang Chen with a pair of eyes full of worry: "Are you also going to be harvested by Zhang Xiaohua?"

"The abbot didn't tell me that when I defeat Zhang Xiaohua, how can he blame me?" Zhang Chen thought of Wu Changming. If he was really blamed by Liu Feng, shouldn't the old guy Wu Changming stand up for him?

"Don't think too much. I'd better get ready quickly." Zhang Chen muttered.

Li Donglai walked out of Zhang Chen's courtyard, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He was a proud and arrogant man. Before the competition, he boasted that he was very likely to win the first place. Neither Wu Ming'er nor Chu Mingyue could break his defense. The position of Star God should have been his, but it was taken away by the Pingbian Palace. He was extremely angry.

"That's everything that belonged to me. How can I be willing to give it all to that loser?" Li Donglai became angrier and angrier the more he thought about it. He simply stopped and turned to walk towards a villa.

I'm going to rebel against Huang Tiandao anyway, so if I'm going to do it, I might as well do it big.

I ruined Huang Tiandao's plan and took away some of his luck. How could Huang Tiandao forgive me?

Since this is the case, I will be hunted down sooner or later, so why not gather more powerful luck? Then, with the blessing of luck, my chances of escaping will be greater.

"Chu Mingyue!"

Li Donglai came to Chu Mingyue's residence and called out casually.

Chu Mingyue was alone in the yard preparing for tomorrow's competition. Tomorrow was the big competition and he dared not be negligent.

Seeing Li Donglai coming to the door, Chu Mingyue's face suddenly became gloomy: "Why are you here?"

The two of them had been at odds for a long time.

"I'm just annoyed to see you bragging every day, saying that you slaughtered a god, and spreading how awesome you are everywhere. So I want to teach you a lesson today. I want to let you know the gap between gods and mortals! I want to let you know what despair is." As Li Donglai spoke, his body was like a nimble leopard, and he arrived in front of Chu Mingyue in a few jumps.

He was unwilling to leave just like that, and wanted to defeat Chu Mingyue and take away the luck that Chu Mingyue had gathered.

"What are you going to do? Private fighting is prohibited in the Taoist temple..." Chu Mingyue's blood and energy surged, and he quickly raised his fist to fight back.

Unfortunately, Chu Mingyue had cultivated Qi and blood, and Li Donglai had also cultivated Qi and blood. Chu Mingyue was a dark force warrior, and Li Donglai was no worse. Li Donglai was even more invulnerable to swords and spears. Facing Chu Mingyue's attack, he could only attack but not defend. After only ten moves, Li Donglai punched Chu Mingyue in the chest. In an instant, there was a sound of bone cracking, and Li Donglai flew backwards and hit a big tree, lying on the ground like a dead dog.

"Li-Dong-lai!" Chu Mingyue's voice was full of anger and a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth, but he was too weak to fight anymore.

"Boy, don't be so ostentatious in the future. Don't let me hear you bragging about your achievements in slaughtering gods again, otherwise it won't be so easy to let you go in the future." After saying that, Li Donglai found a rope and tied Chu Mingyue directly to the tree, then quickly walked away, leaving Chu Mingyue with a purple face due to anger, and the whole person was in a daze.

"Is the gap between him and me really that big?" Chu Mingyue's eyes were full of despair. Her energy and spirit disappeared at this moment, and she was no longer as high-spirited as before.

Li Donglai kept moving, defeating three people one after another. When he came to the fourth person's yard, he saw a man who was frozen into an ice sculpture. He was standing quietly in the yard. After seeing the ice sculpture, Li Donglai was stunned: "This is Wu Ming'er's ice power. It seems that this kid has made the same choice as me."

In the small courtyard

Zhang Chen was holding an iron sword, a hammer and a chisel, and was chiseling away at the objects.

As a person who is extremely timid, he feels that it is still unsafe to break the opponent's protective magic just by relying on the power of blood, so he has to prepare some backup plans.

He knew that he only had one chance. If the old guys in the sect reacted, he would never have a second chance.

"I still need to design some sophisticated features on the sword to avoid any mishaps that might cause it to overturn." Zhang Chen muttered.

Just as Zhang Chen was hammering with the hammer, a sound came from outside the door, and a masked young man slowly walked in.

"Wu Ming'er." Zhang Chen stopped when he heard the footsteps. When he turned around and saw the person coming, his eyes were full of surprise.

(End of this chapter)