It was only then that everyone remembered that the young man holding the magic core was not an ordinary person, but a powerful holy man who could kill them at any time.
Facing such a strong man, their behavior just now was like seeking death. Seeing the cold light flashing in Paul's eyes, these people couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Even old Reslair was standing aside in a cold sweat at this time, with a trembling look. To be honest, he had also become greedy just now. If Paul hadn't stopped him in time, I'm afraid he would have been the first one to rush forward.
he.
Sensing the greed shown by everyone just now, Paul was also shocked. Although he had known for a long time that ninth-level magic cores were very rare on this continent, he really did not expect that they would be so rare. Even Old Reese
A sub-saint-level expert like Lyle almost lost control for a moment and almost used force. Fortunately, Paul used the meditation spell in time to stop them, otherwise a melee might have started.
It's inevitable.
Looking at the old Rislair who was standing there with an awkward look on his face and the four ninth-level experts behind him, a sarcastic smile gradually appeared on Paul's face.
With this kind of state of mind, do you still want to cultivate to a higher level? Involuntarily, Paul began to feel sick in his heart at the performance of old Reslair and others just now.
You must know that cultivating is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Especially after reaching their level, it is extremely difficult to make any progress.
Because they have reached this point in their cultivation, ordinary hard training has lost its effect. If they want to seek a breakthrough, it is only possible to take another step forward in their artistic conception.
But just this one step away, but I don't know how many people have been blocked and turned away, just like the old Reslair at this time.
With Paul's eyesight, he has naturally seen the embarrassing situation that old Reslair is in at this time. According to his estimation, unless old Reslair can do something in a short time
Breakthrough, otherwise, his deadline will be within the next two years.
But it is not that simple to break through. Paul can feel the intensity of the energy fluctuations emanating from old Reslair. The old man in front of him no longer knows that he is stagnant in Asia.
Having been in the Saint Realm for many years, I am afraid that he has long lost the spirit of hard work and improvement. Coupled with the willpower he just showed that he cannot even resist the temptation of the ninth-level magic core, Paul directly classified him as a person with no hope of breakthrough.
among that group of people.
In fact, this is because Paul looked down upon old Reslair a little. After all, how could a strong guy who could reach the sub-saint level be a simple person with his own strength and without the help of any external objects?
, self-willpower, which one is not the best choice?
The main reason why Paul thinks that old Reslair's willpower is insufficient is because he always likes to compare his own strength with him.
For Paul, the ninth-level magic core may just be the kind of thing that he can get whenever he wants. He used to be able to kill ninth-level magic beasts when he was at the ninth level. Naturally, he doesn't care too much about these things now.
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But it's different for old Rislair and the other strong men who were born and raised on the continent of Karl. The conclusion that Warcraft encounters people who are one level higher is always stuck on their heads, let alone hunting the ninth level.
Warcraft, it would be nice not to be hunted down by the ninth-level Warcraft.
Even old Rislair, a strong man at the sub-saint level, had to be extremely careful when facing a ninth-level monster, because according to the theory that a ninth-level monster is one level higher when it encounters a person,
Warcraft can be considered to be on the same level as him.
Therefore, when facing a ninth-level monster, given Old Rislair's current strength, it may not be difficult to win, but if he wants to successfully retain the opponent, that is not what he can do.
But just when Paul was extremely disappointed with the performance of these people and was considering whether to continue the bet with them, old Reslair's words completely changed Paul's view of him.
"Hey, this is my first time seeing the ninth-level magic core. I'm inevitably a little rude. I hope you don't take it too seriously." With an embarrassed look on his face, Old Rislair said apologetically.
Huh? After hearing what Old Reslair said, Paul couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he looked at the old man in front of him again.
Being able to clearly admit one's own gaffes and shortcomings is not something that ordinary people can do, especially when the person is in a high position.
Just from the respectful attitude of the four ninth-level powerhouses towards the old man in front of them, it can be seen that this old man's status in the Azure Kingdom is definitely not high. Under such a status, he can still be an open-minded person.
It wasn't much, so Paul couldn't help but think highly of old Reslair.
Since old Reslair had already taken the lead in expressing his apology, Paul didn't want to pursue it too closely, so he just smiled and took over the matter.
"Continuing with the topic just now, I heard that you want to use this ninth-level magic core to replace your gambling funds, right?" After seeing that Paul did not intend to get into any more entanglements on this matter, the old Reslair let it go.
After all, the emergence of the ninth-order magic core was no small matter. Old Ruislaier still asked with a little uncertainty.
"What? Isn't it possible?" Paul asked, somewhat puzzled by Old Reslair's question.
"Okay, okay, why not, little friend, just say it's okay!" Paul's confusion turned into impatience in the eyes of old Reslair. After hearing Paul's question, he quickly nodded in agreement.
Come down.
"That's good. Then let's set the location at Twin Basin Valley, fifty miles away to the west of Blue Star City. What about the time...? How about setting it at sunrise tomorrow? I should give you a day to prepare.
Is that enough?" Seeing that Old Reslair had approved his bet, Paul didn't waste any time and directly mentioned the time and place for the fight.
"Okay, no problem." With a ninth-level magic core as a foundation, old Reslair had nothing to hesitate at this moment and agreed directly.
"Okay, in that case, let's make an appointment for our fight. At sunrise tomorrow, there will be four fights in Shuangpen Valley, with a bet of a ninth-level magic core in each game." Seeing that the matter has been settled, Paul
It can be regarded as settling a worry, and finally concluded.
But to Paul's surprise, after Paul finished speaking, the scene fell into an eerie silence again.