Chapter 1772 Yuan Wang’s Tone
"I've met the Spirit King!"
King Yuan smiled slightly, and his spiritual consciousness bowed slightly towards Lingwa.
Although Ling Wa's realm is not as good as his, Ling Wa is the leader of the Spirit Clan, and he is not.
In high-level exchanges between the two races, only the leaders of the human race can equal Lingwa's status, but not others.
Even if he is a super true king, he cannot reach the status of a leader of the human race. He needs to be polite to Lingwa according to etiquette.
Of course, if he were granted the title of emperor, that would be a different matter.
The Human Emperor is supreme and has the highest status in the human race!
"Prince Yuan doesn't need to be polite."
Lingwa nodded slightly in return.
"The Spiritual King is about to become a True King. He should go to Zhongzhou City, where the spiritual energy is higher, to practice and break through. There is no need to stay in the Land of Chaos."
King Yuan kept smiling and said this.
In fact, the top leaders of the human race are generally aware of Lingwa's every move in Central Continent, including him, King Yuan.
However, the higher-ups of the human race did not want to interfere with Lingwa, and they had no right to interfere.
Lingwa has not been in contact with the senior leaders of the human race for the time being. The senior leaders of the human race can also guess what Lingwa is thinking, so the senior human race leaders can only wait.
After Lingwa becomes the true king, even if Lingwa does not take the initiative to contact the senior leaders of the human race, the senior leaders of the human race will take the initiative to contact Lingwa.
In recent years, the spiritual energy of Yuanwu Continent has skyrocketed, and strong men of all races have sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, bringing huge pressure to the human race.
In this special period, the human race, which has been fighting alone, especially needs allies!
Even though the Spirit Race was born a little late and the entire race was still in a backward state of cultivation, the Human Race also needed it.
"Thank you King Yuan for your suggestion, but I want to hone my skills in the Land of Chaos and will not go to Zhongzhou City for the time being."
Lingwa said.
"If King Ling needs any help, he can send someone to Cangyuan Tower to inform me."
King Yuan kept smiling and said with great enthusiasm, "I will do my best to help King Ling and will never push back."
"Thank you very much."
Lingwa responded and stopped talking.
King Yuan could hear that Lingwa's tone was very perfunctory, and there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
Then, King Yuan noticed Lu Chen in front of Lingwa, and suddenly became a little unhappy.
As far as he knew, Lingwa was brought out of Linggu by Lu Chen. Wherever Lu Chen went, Lingwa would go. It was really unreasonable!
Lingwa, the majestic Queen of the Spirit Clan, has already stepped into the half-step of becoming a true king, and is about to become a true king!
And Lu Chen is no more than a nobody, his realm is no more than a saint with strength and strength, he is just an ant!
According to normal logic, Lu Chen should follow Lingwa and follow Lingwa's lead.
But the reality is that Ling Wa and Lu Chen are messing around, which is really a ghost!
"Lu Chen!"
King Yuan stared at Lu Chen, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes.
There is no other reason, just because Lu Chen has sword-shaped eyebrows, eyes like stars, handsome appearance, and heroic spirit...
To put it simply, he is more handsome than him!
"Hello, King Yuan!"
Lu Chen nodded.
"I heard that you are extremely talented and have huge potential. You are vaguely the strongest martial arts genius in the human race!"
King Yuan said.
"Who said that?"
Lu Chen asked back.
"The Lord of Beacon City!"
King Yuan said.
"The city lord is overly praised. There are thousands of geniuses in the human race. If I am one of the geniuses, I must be the most inconspicuous one."
Lu Chen smiled and said so modestly.
This kind of modesty would be absolutely fine for other people.
Only when it came from Lu Chen's mouth did it sound strange and unconventional.
Except for Lu Chen, no one at the scene believed Lu Chen's lies.
"I heard that you defeated the millions of troops in Wufang City by yourself!"
King Yuan actually said this.
"You're kidding, those are millions of saints, not millions of pigs. How can I kill them all by myself?"
Lu Chen waved his hands repeatedly and said, "There are tens of thousands of strong human beings in Fenghuo City. It was only through their concerted efforts that we were able to defeat the enemy's army of millions."
"I heard that you led a Half-Step True King battle in Beacon City and achieved a decisive victory!"
King Yuan said again.
"With Fenghuo City and the city lord in charge, the enemy's half-step true king comes to Fenghuo City to fight. Can they not lose?"
Lu Chen said so.
This Prince Yuan's tone was not good, and there was something in his words, and he seemed to be looking for trouble.
God knows what this King Yuan wants to do, but he won’t acknowledge those achievements even if he kills him.
"I heard that you killed more than a dozen Half-Step True Kings in that battle."
However, King Yuan ignored what Lu Chen said and continued to put the credit into Lu Chen's hands.
"That's it, it's just a fluke."
This time, Lu Chen had no choice but to admit it. It was difficult to deny it.
Who said that the Lord of Fenghuo City was a sultry coward. Internally, he kept silent and didn't even fart, but externally, he poured beans out of bamboo tubes and even told others about his farts.
"A mere saint with strong character actually has the power to kill half a true king, and he killed more than a dozen in a row!"
"The combat power is powerful, but it seriously does not match the realm. He is a top-level martial arts genius!"
"But your name is not on the human race's emperor seedling list. You haven't done the emperor seedling test yet, right?"
As King Yuan spoke, he had a smile on his face, but it was a little superficial.
"not yet!"
Lu Chen answered truthfully.
"When the Emperor Miao test day comes, you must come to Zhongzhou City."
King Yuan said.
"Let me take a look and go when I have time."
Lu Chen responded.
"You have to go!"
The Yuan Wang's face turned cold, and he actually said in an imperative tone.
"Why do you have to go?"
Lu Chen responded unhappily.
He had guessed that this Yuan Wang would find fault, but he didn't expect that he would find such a small thing. He was also convinced.
"Because, this king wants to know if you have the talent to be an emperor!"
The Yuan Wang said so.
"Well, the entry requirement for the Emperor Seed is extremely high talent, which I really don't have."
Hearing this, Lu Chen smiled and answered so honestly.
Dantian is where talent is. He doesn't have Dantian, so there is no way to talk about talent, so he is very honest.
"Your talent is not high?"
The Yuan Wang was stunned.
"I have tested it, it's really not high, medium and low level!"
Lu Chen didn't want to say that he had zero talent, so he had to flatter himself and told a story of medium and low level.
"How many stars?"
Unexpectedly, the Yuan Wang didn't let him go, and he had to get to the bottom of it.
"Well... it seems to be three stars."
Lu Chen came again.
"This is a low level, not even as good as a third-rate martial arts genius."
"With such a low talent, how can the combat power be higher than the realm?
How can it be possible to kill the enemy across levels?"
"Not to mention killing a half-step true king, even killing the same level is very difficult."
"It seems that the Lord of Fenghuo City has exaggerated, praised you too much, and praised you too much."
The Yuan King's brows relaxed, as if he had put down a big stone in his heart, and the smile on his face came back.
"No, Lu Chen's combat power is definitely very strong. He just fought against the eight true kings of the Nether Clan in the Nether Cave, fighting one against eight, killing five and injuring three, and keeping the safety of Zhenming Mountain!"