"Oh, by the way, just now I heard you say that this kind of orc has low self-esteem and arrogance. How can two completely different adjectives be used on the same person?" moshang said. Nong Qier replied: "This kind of orc's attack power, explosive power, and endurance are more than three times that of ordinary people. They have low self-esteem because they have an ugly appearance and are often ridiculed by others. As for their arrogance... "Smiled lightly: "It's just a feeling of self." I tried to hold back, but I still laughed.
Talking about people behind your back when you are bored is often much more interesting than being silent. No, before you know it, the temple has already heard the sound of announcing: "Ready on the 49th, the next one will be your turn!" The sound is like a type of broadcast After the equipment was announced, everyone was looking forward to who this No. 49 was and what kind of results he would have, because usually those who have been promoted to a higher level will add a lot of combat experience to those who come after them.
"It's your turn. I've thought about today, and you will become a role model for many people." Nong Qier said excitedly. He basically didn't worry about moshang at all, so he still sat and just waited quietly. The news is coming. moshang got up and went downstairs, and inadvertently saw the sorcerer Mal handing a silver badge to the little girl Jieting, saying, "This is of no use to me, I leave it for you as a souvenir."
Jie Ting took the badge and said happily, "Thank you, Uncle Mage." The orc interjected, "Two hundred gold coins are enough for us to use as extravagant travel expenses." There are low-level phantom beasts that can make you so embarrassed." Mage Mar said: "I was careless for a while, and I was injured by the fireball."
When moshang entered the temple, a hundred people gathered around him to watch, and there were many discussions: "He is the number 49, and he is an all-rounder. I thought he was tall and burly, but he has the body of a thief. Is he really so powerful?" "No one for the bonus, 1000 gold coins, even if he sells his mother and wife to a brothel, it's worth it. I think he's crazy about money, so he's here to die." "Why are there so many people like this today? , just now there was a person of level two or three who had the audacity to apply for the all-around type, and it turned out..." Before he finished speaking, a person interrupted him: "Are you talking about that person whose whole body was burned by flames? It may be seriously injured, and I am afraid it will be disabled for a lifetime." Two handymen carried a man wrapped in white bandages out of the temple. These commentators haven't seen moshang's strength yet, so naturally they dare not discuss in front of him, but they have already thought about the scene of moshang being carried out half-dead, and then they will show a mocking face without any scruples.
"Your Excellency moshang, is that you? You reported the Almighty type? Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?" Seeing that moshang didn't have any fighting spirit, the pastor also held a skeptical attitude, but his tone was much calmer, because he had already seen the strangeness. Strange. I thought I would hear a routine answer: "Just wait and see." But this sentence did not come out of moshang's mouth. The pastor was registering, and raised his head curiously. Seeing moshang's cold eyes Looking at myself, there is an indescribable feeling all over the body. Generally speaking, the priests working in the primary temple are the people who have passed the intermediate test. This priest has received hundreds of people who are about to take the test. moshang made him inexplicably afraid. He hastily smiled: "Excuse me, please forgive me for being too talkative, and help you good luck, Your Excellency moshang." He took out a semicircular small ball from the drawer in front of him, and a cross-section of the small ball revealed a The pastor pointed to the small dot and said, "Press the mechanism on it, and our staff will shut down the Eudemons system, and you can walk out safely, but I don't think you need it."
moshang held the props in his hands, the pastor made a respectful gesture and said, "Your Excellency moshang, please come with me." moshang had just walked a few steps with him, and the noise rang out from the crowd. He waved to the pastor, and the pastor even apologized to moshang, "I'm sorry, please wait a moment, I'll go over and have a look."
Ming Zhi also wanted to know what happened, so he followed, and saw a drunken warrior, his face was flushed, he was walking staggeringly, holding a wine bottle backwards in his hand, pointing at the handyman and yelling: "You guys! Low-level handyman, why don't you let me take the test, are you looking down on me?"
The pastor said in a respectful tone: "Your Excellency, the temple is a sacred place. It is stipulated that drunks are not allowed to take the test. It is not to look down on you. It is out of complete consideration for you." The drunk was obviously unconscious. He scolded: "Fart, how dangerous is the primary test to me? Are you afraid that I will damage your Eudemons system? No one can stop me, otherwise I will be rude to him." Said the wine bottle waved in front of his eyes, It seems that whoever hits it is unlucky.
Seeing him like this, everyone walked away sensibly. The drunken warrior thought that others were afraid of him, so he became even more arrogant. The pastor felt a headache and thought, "How can such a troublesome thing happen in such a sacred place as the temple?"
Seeing his embarrassment, moshang didn't want this drunken warrior to disturb his interest, so he said to the pastor, "Let me talk to him!" The pastor said gratefully, "You have to be careful." Beside him, before he could speak, the drunken samurai said first: "It's best not to persuade me, it's useless for anyone to persuade you. Even you, a little boy, can take the test, why can't I alone? It's not fair!" When he came up, besides the smell of alcohol all over his body, his face was even redder, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he picked up the wine bottle and knocked Ming Zhi down on the head.
With a sound of "啪啦", moshang stretched out his index finger and flicked on the wine bottle, and the bottle shattered immediately. The sound also shocked the drunken warrior half awake. He was obviously taken aback, seeing moshang's slightly cold eyes, I couldn't help shivering: "You, who are you? What do you want to do?" His tone was trembling.
moshang said: "I have no intention of persuading you at all, and I have no other intentions. Do you have the guts to make a bet with me!" The drunken warrior said: "Bet, bet, bet, what bet?" moshang walked to him , tapped lightly on his waist, no one noticed, this light tap, the drunken samurai could no longer move.
moshang said: "Just bet on whether I can walk out of this door intact!" While speaking, he pointed to a red carpeted exit on the left side of the temple. Come out through this door. The drunken warrior wanted to move his body, but naturally he couldn't. He didn't know the martial art of acupoints. He only thought that his legs were numb when he was drunk. Seeing so many eyes looking at him, if he said "dare not", The beggar was laughed out of his teeth by others, and the good-natured people booed beside him, so he finally nodded.