Chapter 52 Holy King Sacrifice (2)

here we go.

No application is required, as long as you are confident enough in your abilities, you can perform on stage.

But the tens of millions of people present did not dare to go on stage for a moment.

They were afraid that their performance would not satisfy the Holy King, and that their behavior would make the Holy King frown.

Finally, a thin man stood up and jumped onto the stage with a high jump.

"Ha! I am the first one, which is really a great honor." He grinned, unable to conceal his excitement in his tone.

With tens of millions of people watching, the man's heart was beating uncontrollably and his legs and feet were becoming weak.

He thought of all these years of hard training, hoping to shock the world overnight, but his superpowers could not be awakened and could only be surpassed by those who were lucky enough to awaken their powers.

After calming down, the man took a deep breath. Success or failure depends on today.

Thirty years of hard study is the only way to show off today; twenty years of hard work is the only way to be able to dance without dying.

He respectfully showed an extremely standard courtesy to the stands and started his performance.

A man is originally a green man, unknown to the world for the first half of his life.

I got a gun and a stick from elementary school, but I haven't learned half a page of books yet.

There is no gun or stick on the stage, and there is no sorrow in having empty hands.

The steel fingers penetrated the skin and flesh, and the spine dragon appeared in the world.

The dancing sky turns dark and the earth becomes dark, and the gods descend to earth to show their ferocious power.

Just like a devil descending from the sky, he is really the Tai Sui God on earth.

Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded. The man had no magnetic field power, was not a hybrid, and did not even have superpowers. But he was able to whip his spine without dying, and even dance with it like a tiger.

Blood and water splashed, and even if they were thousands of meters away or across the screen, people could smell the bloody smell in front of their noses.

Lu Mingfei in the stands rested his left elbow on the armrest and leaned his face on his fist. His face showed no expression, but he nodded secretly in his heart.

An excellent martial artist, a mortal who can control his body to such an extent, has no shortage of mind, talent, mobility, and courage.

If it grows up, it will definitely be much more useful than Chu Tianjiao and the other four.

Although it doesn't make him happy, it deserves praise.

After dancing, the man staggered and it took a lot of effort to regain his footing.

Everyone in the audience finally woke up from the shock, but the Holy King had not yet spoken. They were determined not to cheer before the Holy King expressed his opinions.

"Yes, although it doesn't make people happy, it doesn't make people disappointed either. So, what do you want?" Lu Mingfei already knew what he wanted, but he still asked.

Sure enough, the man chose strength.

"Holy King, I long for power! I hope you can give me power!" The man knelt on one knee leaning on his spine, his eyes full of desire. Most of the blood in his body had been lost. If he had not been mentally strong, he would have fainted and died.

"Can."

Without any movement from Lu Mingfei, the man's spine grew again, and his body changed from thin to strong.

He could clearly feel the mountain-shattering power pouring into his body.

With just one thought, Lu Mingfei created a strong man with a strength of 800,000 horses.

"Thank you very much, Holy King! I, Li Yan, am willing to do my best for the great cause of Holy King!"

Seeing the end of Li Yan, a large number of people began to gear up. Seeing such a reward, how could anyone not be moved or eager?

One person arrived on the stage faster than everyone else. His face was full of excitement and his nails were twitching slightly.

His huge, deformed muscles almost burst his clothes, but he exuded an elegant aura that belonged to an artist.

"Hehe, it's my turn, I won't let the Holy King down!"

The sun sets, and the twilight shines on the silver-white stage, reaching the most suitable level of brightness.

The muscular man's fingertips sprayed out magnetic field power that turned into threads and spread into the distance.

It seems that he is not an ordinary person like Li Yan, but a magnetic field guy!

Dozens of puppets flew onto the stage under the power of magnetic field rotation. Each of them was lifelike, as if they were made of real people.

"Holy King, just watch me perform!"

The power of the magnetic field produced shining lights in the air, and the lights converged on more than a dozen dolls and began to twist.

"Ah——!" the muscular man spoke, and his voice gradually rose to the beginning of the performance.

The dull drumbeats, the impeccable singing, the beautifully placed lights...

This muscular man can do what only a team can do by himself.

The rotation of her mother's magnetic field is such a magic weapon!

More than a dozen puppets began to play their respective roles, giving the most exciting performance to the Holy King of the Universe.

It roughly tells a story like this:

A young man who lost his family in the war was accepted by a principality. After experiencing arduous training, the king accepted him as his adopted son, taught him swordsmanship and wisdom, and granted him status and talent. In an accident, the boy unexpectedly

He learned that it was the war initiated by the principality that destroyed his hometown. Without a clear understanding of justice, he assassinated the king and defected from the country.

He was defeated by a passing ranger, and the shame gnawed at his heart. Using magic to make himself stronger, he put on armor, equipped with a sword, and swung the blade at his former robe.

More than ten years later, he was already the most powerful king in the continent, but was defeated again by the ranger. When he tried to take revenge, the ranger was already dead.

In the end, it ended with him being defeated by all countries.

But ten thousand years in the future, the wizard resurrected him. Although the tyrant was brave, he was still defeated by the cavalry of various countries.

He is destined to be defeated again and again, and there is no way he can be defeated.

The play came to an end when the doll playing the tyrant fell under the siege of other dolls.

"This play is called "The Strongest Tyrant Will Not Dream of the Goddess of Victory", thank you for your appreciation." The muscular man gave an elegant salute.

Although the plot of this scene is relatively ordinary, the special effects, props, music, etc. are all of the highest quality. The most outstanding thing is that these are all performed by one person, so for everyone, it is better than Li Yan

The bloody martial arts display should be easy to understand and beautiful to watch.

Where is Lu Mingfei?

He was still expressionless. Maybe he was a little unhappy?

"boring."

These two short words made the muscular man lose his grace in an instant, "Holy Holy King, this can't be done."

Lu Mingfei's boring words almost foreshadowed his future. Even if Lu Mingfei didn't kill him on the spot, those people in [Huan Yu] would not let him go.

He will die.

"Wow! Holy King, you have to listen to my explanation!" He didn't want to die and kowtowed crazily, but Lu Mingfei didn't mean to look at him a second time.

When he saw that Li Yan had achieved such benefits with just that trick, he couldn't sit still. With the assistance of magnetic field rotation, even though the content was not excellent, the visual impact was definitely greater than Li Yan's martial arts.

With such a mentality, he lost everything on this stage.

A gust of wind blew by, and the muscular man had disappeared from the stage. However, the puppets he controlled shook their arms and necks and turned into a dozen ordinary people.

Ignoring the surprise, they knelt down and worshiped Lu Mingfei in the stands. They thanked the Holy King for rescuing them.

This time, the crowd was even more excited.

"The Holy King must have realized that the thief was manipulating others, so he solved it like this!"

"The Holy King actually cares about a dozen ordinary people, he is so gentle!"

"This is the Holy King! This is our Holy King!"

I go back to school tomorrow and have a lot to deal with today, so I only have one update. Sorry everyone.

This chapter is not very well written, but I don’t have time to revise it. I will come back and revise it when I have time.
Chapter completed!