Chapter Fifty-Six: The Prince is Brave and Can Give a Spirit Sword!
"Isn't it, how can this Jack, as a holy son, be so vulnerable?"
"It's not Jack's problem, it's that the Dao system inherited by the gods of Shenzhou is too strong!"
"This Shenzhou god can't be guessed by common sense! Several times of crisis, it is to help the inheritor turn evil into good fortune, which is really rebellious! No, I want to change my faith and pass on ......"
Exclamations filled every corner of the World Forum.
Shenzhou's netizens, looking at the comments and comments of those foreigners full of envy and emotion, only felt an unprecedented joy and excitement in their hearts.
A sense of national pride arises!
For many years, because the Western gods dominated the blue star, Westerners have always regarded themselves as nobles.
All along, almost all the honor about the gods has been taken by the West alone.
The people of other countries, including the people of Shenzhou, have long been accustomed to this, and they bow their heads and acquiesce.
But now, between these two sides, the status of respect and inferiority has suddenly changed, and the people of Shenzhou have turned over and made decisions, and finally shined in front of the West.
It's a wonderful feeling!
What's more, what's even more exciting is that Na Jay, as a prince of the royal family, can only be a registered inheritor of the gods of Shenzhou, which makes countless people of Shenzhou feel a burst of pride from the bottom of their hearts.
Peace Square.
"Jay, good job!"
King Samanid raised his fingers in praise, his face full of joy.
The Holy See's sudden move this time can be said to be an example to the chickens and monkeys. Shenzhou Country and Shate Country are all chickens under their swords.
If Jay loses the competition, it is not only the gods of Shenzhou who will be disgraced, but also Samman, as the king of Saudi Arabia, will face the condemnation and anger of the people after returning home.
But now, Jay Lun has won a big victory, so his treatment after returning to China will not be scolded, but will be greeted with flowers and applause.
After all, Jay Lun defeated the Holy Son of the Holy See, and they are both Saudi people, so they are honored at this moment!
"Father, Jay Lun is fortunate not to be dishonored!"
Jay gave a salute, and his heart was also excited.
He believed that after the events of the day, his voice and prestige would definitely surpass that of the other princes among the people of Shat. This will be very beneficial to his future career development.
Around the square, everyone praised and applauded.
Only Jack and Dawa were like rats crossing the street, huddled in an inconspicuous corner, shivering.
"How so??"
"I've already cast the [Holy Demon Aria], how could he knock me off the platform?"
"What did he do in the last minute of the fight? Why was it me who was knocked out of the ring......"
At this time, Jack had already lost his soul, and he didn't hear the voices of the people around him, and the whole person collapsed on the ground and muttered to himself.
He couldn't figure out why he had lost.
However, how did he know that Jayron's last blow was not the product of his own cultivation, but the energy left in his body after the failure to impact the middle stage of Wujun.
Along the way of martial cultivation, every time he ascends to the realm, he needs a huge amount of energy to impact the original shackles.
This energy, pure and vast, is not at all comparable to a martial art.
Moreover, Jay's mastery of [Holy Demon Aria] is still in the exploration stage.
Using this half-baked martial art to fight against the majestic energy that breaks through the shackles, the results can be imagined.
"What are you still doing in a daze, isn't it enough to be ashamed?"
Dawa slipped off the platform and dragged him up beside Jack, shouting in a low voice.
At this time, his face was extremely ugly, as if he had eaten a fly.
Compared with anger, Dawa is more afraid that now that things are messed up and the West has lost face, the Holy See will never let him go.
He wanted to escape and go to the end of the world, but as soon as such a thought rose in his heart, he suppressed it.
The Holy See has a profound background and influence all over the world, and if they are caught by escaping, not only will their own lives be saved, but even their families will be implicated.
'Well, I'm good at Shat, what can I do......
At this time, Dawa's heart was full of regret.
At the beginning, the Holy See issued an order for him to send a branch hall to Shenzhou to stir up troubled waters, he thought that this was a sure thing, and he intended to show it in front of the Pope, so he took it all and decided to do it himself.
But now the result is ......
'What a self-inflicted sin! ’
Dawa lamented in his heart and picked up Jack, and the two of them trembled and were about to leave.
But at this moment, a mocking voice was heard.
"What's the matter, the Lord of Dawa Hall and the Holy Son have come from afar, are they going to leave in a hurry?"
"It's better to go with me for a cup of tea, let me do my best as a landlord, and it's never too late to leave!"
Ye Wuya stood on the high platform, holding Dawa and the others, with a playful face.
With his words, everyone noticed that the two were leaving, and immediately laughed at each other, all kinds of cynical words, smashing their heads and heads, what is the slippery road here, be careful to fall, welcome the Lord of Dawa to come again next time......, etc.
Dawa was so angry that his mouth was bruised, his face was like a pig's liver, and he almost rushed out of his throat with a mouthful of backblood, and died violently on the spot.
On a high platform.
"Jay, you fought too hard just now, why don't you go down and rest first."
King Saman looked at Jayron's pale face and couldn't help but persuade.
"Prince Jayron, please wait a moment."
However, without waiting for Jay Lun to answer, Ye Wuya interrupted.
He glanced at one of the attendants, who was gone, but for a minute, he hurried in with a sword box in both hands.
Ye Wuya took the sword box, presented it to Prince Jay, and said with a smile:
"Just now, the Western Temple came to make trouble, Prince Jay Lun is not afraid of strong enemies, and fights against difficulties, so that my Shenzhou and your country are protected from ridicule from the outside world, which can be regarded as a great achievement!"
"Therefore, I, the Shenzhou Kingdom, have decided to give Prince Jay Lun a commendation!"
"Prince Duolun, open it and take a look."
Duolun was stunned for a moment, and then opened the sword box with some excitement.
I saw that inside was a silver sword, the sword was more than three feet long, transparent like an ice sculpture, and inside the sword body, it was full of light, as if there was energy flowing, and it was gorgeous.
"This sword is cast of spiritual iron, and it is called the Sword of the Brave!"
"Today, in front of the world, I give it to Prince Duolun, and I hope that in the future, the prince will always be as brave as today, guarding justice, not afraid of strong enemies, as majestic as your father, and becoming a leader!"
"What?"
"Spirit Iron Forging!!"
The crowd and those watching the live broadcast were all surprised when they heard this.
This spirit iron is a rare treasure in the martial arts cultivation world.
Its material is not only hard and indestructible, but also has a very strong role in guiding and blessing various energies such as divine power and vitality.
With a spirit iron weapon, a person's combat power can be greatly improved, which is the dream of countless top powerhouses.
But the spirit iron is too precious, it is simply priceless, and countless strong people can't afford to buy a piece of spirit iron to build weapons in their lifetimes.
But now, Jay Lun has just obtained the divine inheritance, and Shenzhou actually gave him such a generous gift!
"My God, this Shenzhou is really too generous, and he actually took out a spiritual iron sword!"
"Prince Duolun is really making a lot of money now!"
"Alas, how nice it would be if I had such a sword, sell it directly, buy a smaller island country, marry a wife and concubine on it, and live my life in peace......"
Seeing this, countless people were red and envious.