8497. Chapter 8497 Fairy sister and original brother
Batian, who was lying on the ground, looked about the same age as Bashan, both around 20 years old. However, he was very tall, about two meters tall by visual inspection.
This guy was wearing simple clothes made of animal skin. He looked like an ancient Roman gladiator. His muscles were swollen and full of explosive power. He looked very strong at first glance. No wonder the two of them had to run away.
Except for this, Zhuo Yifan observed for a while and couldn't see anything about this thing that looked like it was transformed into the spiritual body of the world.
He looked at Ba Xian in confusion: "Sister Fairy, what is going on? What does the Coming of Age Ceremony Battle Royale mean?"
Xian'er giggled, looking at Zhuo Yifan like an earthling looking at an alien, laughing so hard that she almost couldn't breathe.
"You...you are really funny. You don't even know about the Coming of Age Ceremony Battle Royale. This is a traditional activity that has been passed down for thousands of years in our reincarnation continent. The top warriors of each tribe must participate."
Bashan said anxiously: "Stop talking nonsense now and run away!"
"What's the rush? Just know how to run away, be a little manly. How about learning from this uncle and facing hard steel directly."
Ba Xian glared at Ba Shan, hating that iron could not be transformed into steel.
Uncle?
Samsara Continent?
Inherited for thousands of years?
Zhuo Yifan's head was full of black lines, but he was deeply confused.
Could it be that I didn't travel to the era of the heart of the world? Instead, I entered another unknown space?
These people are not spiritual beings from the heart of the world at all, but simple human beings.
He carefully observed Xian'er and Bashan and finally came to a conclusion.
These two are definitely real human beings, not spirit beings.
At this moment, Zhuo Yifan had the urge to scold his mother.
It turns out that this is just a human who looks like the fairy sister.
The Heart of the World is said to be born together with heaven and earth, bred from chaos, and has world rules similar to the real world.
But his rule is extremely imperfect.
To put it bluntly, if the entire world is an exquisite handicraft made of mud, then the hearts of these worlds are leftover scraps or substandard materials.
We are all the same material, with infinite possibilities.
However, whether exquisite pottery can be produced depends on the skill of the person who made it, and the material itself cannot do anything about it.
Therefore, the heart of the world needs to be combined with the masters, and use the masters' insights and abilities to evolve a quasi-world, which is the world of true gods.
One can imagine how powerful and great the Heart of the World is.
But these three people in front of me are real people.
Zhuo Yifan became a little desperate.
"Hey, your head wasn't broken, right? I just saw you fall from the sky and collide with Ba Tian, causing a mysterious wave. It turns out that you are also a person who has understood the power of the mind. No wonder you killed Ba Tian.
God." Xian'er shook Zhuo Yifan's shoulders and said.
"You two, I really didn't mean it. Does this person have a strong backing?"
Zhuo Yifan dispelled the depression in his mind. No matter what, it was more important to save his life first.
When he traveled here, he discovered that the gravity here was completely different from the world he lived in.
With his cultivation level at the second level of the [Immortal Zombie Divine Technique], he can only be considered a relatively strong warrior.
The fallen Tyrant on the ground was probably only a little weaker than himself.
From this point of view, the people in this reincarnation continent are actually quite strong.
The aura of rules here is also very mysterious, shrouded in fog, making it difficult for Zhuo Yifan to see clearly and unable to absorb the energy in the world for his own use.
Ba Shandao: "What's your name? You can't really come from the outside world, right? You don't even know the origin of Ba Tian?"
Zhuo Yifan sneered and said: "My name is Yuan Yuan. I am indeed not from your clan. I don't know how I came here. This is all a misunderstanding. Can you please let me explain to your clan leader? I have something important to do.
I need to leave here immediately."
"Giggles, we also have important things to leave, but can they agree?" Ba Shan laughed loudly: "Uncle Yuan, don't you know that we have entered the battle range of the Coming of Age Ceremony Battle Royale. Before it ends,
, no one can leave? Even if you are the son of the Emperor, you are no exception."
Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but open his mouth, but then he looked relaxed: "So, it's okay to kill people inside?"
"As long as you have the ability, you can kill them all." Ba Shan looked at the distance, where some warriors wearing animal skins were searching.
Zhuo Yifan understood in his heart that he had traveled through time to participate in the coming-of-age ceremony for tribal warriors called the Ba clan.
But this overlord clan is really weird. The coming of age ceremony actually makes the tribe members fight each other. Aren't you worried that it will reduce the overall strength of the tribe?
You know, within a tribe, the younger generation is the hope for the future of the tribe!
For this question, Ba Xian gave an answer: "The coming-of-age ceremony escape is designed to select the most powerful warriors to participate in the final sacrificial event held in the Samsara Continent. Not everyone must participate. This is the ultimate coming-of-age ceremony.
, exists only for the strongest warriors.”
"The strongest warrior? Just you?"
Zhuo Yifan looked at the two of them in surprise.
If he still believes that Batian is the strongest warrior, what does the combination of the honest man and the arrogant beautiful girl in front of him mean?
"Uncle, don't look down on people. Huh, our goal is to get out of the tribe and create our own myth. Among the three hundred warriors who will be sacrificed in the end, I must have a place."
Xian'er, however, patted her chest proudly and looked at Zhuo Yifan with an unconvinced expression.
The charm and tone immediately gave Zhuo Yifan another illusion.
He sighed slightly and said: "You two warriors, can you stop calling me uncle? I am the youngest? Let's call you brother. It's more affectionate."
"Well, we also feel that calling me uncle is too foreign. Well, how about we call you...Brother Yuan?" The girl smiled sweetly: "If you feel at a disadvantage, you can also call me Sister Xian'er."
Zhuo Yifan blurted out: "I'd better call you Fairy Sister! You have pure bones and natural beauty, just like a real fairy."
"Really? Well, okay, I like it."
Ba Xian laughed like an innocent little girl: "Brother Yuan, your power is really powerful. You actually killed Ba Tian. He is one of the strongest masters in this event."
Zhuo Yifan said in confusion: "His physical strength is indeed strong, I guess it's my luck!"
"This is a secret elixir. If you take a little, it should help your injury. There are too many enemies and they have formed a gang. We need your strength."
Xian'er said with a solemn expression, and handed over a small pill in her jade hand.
Zhuo Yifan looked at the elixir and felt surprised.
Within this elixir, a wave of spiritual power surged shockingly.
At this moment, he simply couldn't believe that there was actually a pill for spiritual power in this world.
How is it possible?
[Since everyone says that a thousand words is uncomfortable, let’s change it back to a chapter of 2,000 words. Thank you for your support. Xuanwu has decided to regain her strength. I hope everyone will support and encourage me.]