Chapter 64 Lu Ming's Sword Can Slay God-Kings! Qian Renxue Makes Her Move!
Hearing his companions' encouragement, Tang San's previously gloomy eyes lit up again.
Not only did it light up, but it also ignited into an even hotter flame.
It was a thirst for power, and an obsession with revenge.
"call--"
Tang San exhaled a long breath and looked at the golden figure opposite him, who was high above and held a divine sword.
A cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"Thousand-foot Snow..."
"Your sword is indeed formidable."
"But this time, God is on my side."
"Once I break through to the God King Realm, Qian Renxue will make you kneel on my ground and beg for mercy!"
Without further hesitation, he made a decision and immediately chose to claim the reward.
boom!
A thick golden beam of light descended from the sky, enveloping Tang San completely.
His previously weakened aura, due to severe injuries, surged upwards like a volcanic eruption.
The soul power within his body surged like a flood bursting its banks, relentlessly assaulting that seemingly indestructible bottleneck.
Level 147!
Level 148!
Level 149!
That barrier that had blocked countless gods was now as thin as a windowpane, easily broken through with the help of the ranking rewards.
Level 150!
It hasn't stopped yet!
Level 151!
God-King Realm!
A true God-King Realm!
Tang San felt as if he had undergone a complete transformation.
His perception of the world around him became clearer than ever before, as if he could tear apart the void and reshape the rules with just a wave of his hand.
Although the bloody hole in his chest pierced by the Primordial Sword could not be fully healed due to the erosion of chaotic energy, the pain had been greatly reduced under the suppression of the divine power of a God-King.
That lost vitality was forcibly locked inside the body.
at the same time.
Three golden hairs appeared out of thin air, floating silently behind his head, exuding an aura of mystery.
Those are three lives!
It is his biggest trump card on this battlefield.
Tang San clenched his fists, feeling the terrifying power surging within him, and that confidence—or rather, arrogance—returned to his face.
He feels very powerful now.
God-King Realm!
This is a level that even the Sea God and the Asura God may not be able to fully reach.
He felt he was invincible.
Tang San slowly raised his head, his gaze passing through the void and looking directly at Qian Renxue.
His voice, amplified by divine power, boomed like thunder over Jialing Pass.
"A Thousand Blades of Snow!"
"I have now broken through to level 151 and am now in the God King realm!"
"And you're just a mere level 128, barely a first-level god!"
"The difference between them is like the difference between clouds and mud!"
"Watch me, Tang San, turn the tide!"
The divine realm is strictly hierarchical.
Levels 100-110 are Level 3 Gods, Levels 111-120 are Level 2 Gods, Levels 121-140 are Level 1 Gods, Levels 141-150 are Quasi-God Kings, and Levels 150 and above are God Kings!
A level difference of over twenty levels is a gap that no skill or external aid can bridge.
At least that's what Tang San thinks.
...
The top of Jialing Pass.
Compared to the jubilation at Shrek Academy, the atmosphere at the Spirit Empire seemed somewhat strange.
Qian Renxue raised an eyebrow slightly as she looked at the list on the sky.
She exclaimed in surprise:
"I didn't expect that the Haotian Hammer would only be ranked eighth."
Although she looked down on Tang San, she still acknowledged the power of the Clear Sky Hammer.
Tang Hao's hammer blow back then left a considerable shadow on the Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong struggled to stay upright, her eyes filled with disbelief:
"What? Even the Clear Sky Hammer is only ranked eighth?"
This was completely beyond Bibi Dong's comprehension.
She has always regarded the Clear Sky Hammer as a formidable enemy, and to some extent, she even believes that the Clear Sky Hammer's explosive power surpasses that of her twin martial souls.
But now, this old rival hasn't even made it into the top five.
Hu Liena stood behind the two, her beautiful eyes filled with shock and curiosity:
"What exactly are the top seven martial souls?"
"Especially what exactly is the number one martial soul, and how earth-shattering is it?"
"Even the Clear Sky Hammer was trampled underfoot, so does the number one player have the power to destroy the heavens and the earth?"
Upon hearing this, a proud smile suddenly appeared on Qian Renxue's originally solemn face.
She said confidently:
"The number one martial soul on the martial soul ranking? That's of course my Qian Renxue."
The angelic martial spirit within her body, after being personally baptized and evolved by her teacher Lu Ming, has long been transformed.
That was no longer an ordinary six-winged angel.
Instead, it is a seraphim with eight wings!
Its divine attributes and power far surpass those of so-called god-level martial souls.
Who else but her is number one on the Martial Soul Ranking?
but...
Suddenly, Lu Ming's image appeared in Qian Renxue's mind.
She was somewhat puzzled.
I just don't know where my master ranks.
Qian Renxue held the Primordial Sword, gently stroking the hilt, and murmured:
"Although Master's martial soul is only Blue Silver Grass, it is not simple at all."
"I have seen my teacher use his martial spirit before. The suppression of that life level was even more terrifying than my eight-winged angel."
"I suspect it may have reached the level of a god-level martial soul, and it has a good chance of being in the top three."
It might even be higher than the top three.
After all, she's a teacher.
Just as Qian Renxue was pondering, Tang San's extremely arrogant shout interrupted her thoughts.
"Qian Renxue, I have now broken through to level 151 and become a God King, while you are only level 128, barely a Level One God. Watch me, Tang San, turn the tide!"
The sound was so loud that the walls of Jialing Pass trembled slightly.
Qian Renxue came to her senses and looked at Tang San, who was shining with golden light and looked arrogant in the distance.
Her eyes showed no fear, but rather a hint of pity.
It's like watching a clown showing off with a stick.
Qian Renxue said coldly:
"This sword can slay even a god-king!"
The sound wasn't loud, but it reached the ears of everyone present clearly.
That was absolute confidence in the Primordial Sword.
It also shows absolute trust in Lu Ming.
Upon hearing this, Tang San let out a disdainful sneer:
"Can it slay a god-king?"
"Qian Renxue, aren't you afraid of biting your tongue in the wind?"
"Being able to slay a god-king does not mean that one can actually kill a god-king."
"And that doesn't mean you can defeat me, a mere first-level god, as a god-king!"
"Theoretical possibility and reality are two different things!"
The Shrek team thought so too.
Dai Mubai loudly echoed:
"Exactly! The Third Prince is now a God-King! He's the ruler of this world!"
"No matter how powerful that broken sword is, it couldn't possibly be this overpowered."
"There are limitations to the users. How could a first-level god possibly unleash the destructive power of a god-king?"
The gap between a God-King and a Level One God is greater than the gap between a god and a mortal without soul power.
This is an ironclad rule in the world of Soul Masters.
Xiao Wu stood below, looking up and shouting:
"Qian Renxue, do you really think this sword can kill my brother?"
"My brother has three lives now, how do you expect to win?"
Yu Xiaogang seemed to have found his backbone, and he regained his air of a master who could command the world.
He stood with his hands behind his back and said in a deep voice:
"The God-King realm is a supreme existence, invincible even in the God Realm."
"Those are the rulers of the rules, and you can't fight them with just a weapon."
"Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong, surrender!"
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