The reason why people chose to watch this battle was because the name of the God of Wealth was too well-known in this god battle. Three people from a god's sect had made it into the top 16. This was a rare occurrence.
The other reason was because of Zhuo Dong Lai. That young genius from Wu Wei Dao Palace had a name that shocked the world.
Aside from the Big Qin Kingdom, Wu Wei Dao Palace's power was hidden. In the other six kingdoms, Wu Wei Dao Palace's power was very strong. It was the number one religion in the universe.
Zhuo Dong Lai's name attracted a lot of attention. He was the idol of many young people.
"Second Brother, who do you think will win this fight?" Yan Dan and Yan Bei Fei were watching the fight together.
Yan Bei Fei's wounds had not healed yet. His face was pale. He sat in front of the god temple and looked at the god light screen. Without hesitation, he said, "Dollar."
Yan Dan nodded and did not say anything. Yan Bei Fei looked at his face and knew he did not think it was a big deal.
"Mister Crown Prince, although Zhuo Dong Lai is very talented, if I try my best, even if I cannot beat him, I can make him pay a price.
Dollar, on the other hand, makes me feel hopeless. They are not on the same level. "
Yan Bei Fei emphasized this because he was worried that Yan Dan would be careless when facing Dollar.
Yan Dan said, "Dollar's level might be very strong, but he can beat 10 people. Zhuo Dong Lai is a god blessed by the gods. He has the Wu Wei Dao Alpha's purple mist holy clothes gene race. I do not think Dollar will be able to win."
"The purple mist holy clothes are very powerful, but will Zhuo Dong Lai use them in the god fights?" Yan Bei Fei was shocked.
Yan Dan laughed and said, "If he does not use them, someone else will."
"What does the crown prince know?" Yan Bei Fei understood the meaning behind Yan Dan's words.
Yan Dan picked up his teacup and took a sip. He smiled and said, "When Sky Faction Leader accepted Zhuo Dong Lai, he treated Zhuo Dong Lai like his own son. He taught him everything he could. He thought Zhuo Dong Lai was the future leader of Sky Faction.
Zhuo Donglai's achievement today is not only because of his own talent and hard work, but also because of the Sky Sect Leader. "
"What does this have to do with Zhuo Dong Lai using the purple mist holy clothes?" Yan Bei Fei asked.
Yan Dan sighed softly and said, "The saddest thing in the world is when a hero is past his prime. When a man is old, he will think more and more. His heroic spirit will be worn away by the passing of time, and all that is left is the calculation of human relationships.
It's one thing for the Sky Sect's Sect Master to be old, but he had a son when he was old, and when he was about to die, he gave birth to a son. "
Yan Bei Fei understood. "He has a son. Of course, he wants his son to be the leader of Sky Group. But with Zhuo Dong Lai in Sky Group, even his own son cannot compete with Zhuo Dong Lai. So …"
Yan Dan laughed and said, "That is true. Over the past two years, the Sky Sect Leader and Zhuo Dong Lai have not been on good terms. Even outsiders like us can see it. I am afraid one of them will get hurt."
"That means if the Sky Sect Leader wants something, Zhuo Dong Lai might use the purple mist holy clothes." Yan Bei Fei now understood.
While the two of them were talking, they saw a shadow enter the space battleground. It was the famous young genius, Zhuo Dong Lai.
Zhuo Dong Lai was wearing white clothes. His hair was like a waterfall. He did not combine with a gene race. He sat on the back of a white crane and slowly flew into the space battleground.
"He is scarier than he was a year ago," Yan Bei Fei said with a serious look. "A year ago, when I saw him, I could tell how strong he was. Now, I can't even tell. He is not even 20 years old.
Only Zhuo Dong Lai is worthy of being called a genius, "Yan Bei Fei said with a straight face.
"Now, Brother Two, who do you think will win this fight?" Yan Dan asked with a smile.
Yan Bei Fei hesitated. He said, "Dollar."
Yan Dan looked at Yan Bei Fei with shock. "Do you think Dollar can beat the purple mist holy clothes?"
Yan Bei Fei shook his head. He looked bitter. "Maybe I am traumatized. Zhuo Dong Lai and the purple mist holy clothes are strong, but I do not think Dollar will lose."
Yan Dan was deep in thought. He knew how strong Yan Bei Fei's will was. If Yan Bei Fei was so afraid of Dollar, he might even be traumatized. That meant Dollar was not ordinary. He had to be careful.
Another shadow flashed in the space battleground. A shadow covered in a red flame entered the space. It looked at Zhuo Dong Lai, who was riding on the back of the white crane.
"Finally, he is here."
Sky King knew Dollar was Han Sen, so he was very interested in this fight. He wanted to know how strong Han Sen was.
Lokid was watching the fight. He wanted to know how strong Han Sen's God of Wealth was.
Everyone who was paying attention to this battle couldn't help but straighten their backs slightly. Their eyes were fixed on the light screen in front of them, waiting for the battle between the two terrifying experts to begin.
Han Sen looked at Zhuo Dong Lai. He looked weird.
He had been wondering if Zhuo Dong Lai was the reincarnation of Zhuo Dong Lai from the Alliance. Now that he was looking at him, he wanted to overturn his guesses.
Zhuo Dong Lai from the Alliance looked like an old man. He had a goatee. He was not ugly, but he was not handsome.
This Zhuo Dong Lai had a jade face and black hair. His eyes were like ink. He was very tall. Even though he was just sitting there, he had a presence that was hard to match.
In terms of looks, he was much better than the old man.
Zhuo Dong Lai looked at Han Sen. He did not look like he was going to fight. He casually asked, "Aside from knife skills, what else are you good at?"
"I know a bit of everything, but I am not very good at anything," Han Sen answered.
"That is enough. I am obsessed with sword skills. Are you interested?" Zhuo Dong Lai laughed.
"I know a bit of sword skills, too. I can play with you." Han Sen looked at Zhuo Dong Lai with interest. He thought the man was very interesting.
"That is good. I have been learning swords for a year, but I have only learned one sword skill. Why don't you try my purple air from the east?"
Zhuo Dong Lai stood up. He stood on the back of the white crane. His left hand's middle finger and index finger came together. He performed a sword skill.
Zhuo Dong Lai did not combine with a gene race, but his body had a purple air. It was like the dawn of the east. A purple mist gathered on his fingertip.
In that instant, all the spectators' gazes were involuntarily attracted to the purple light at his fingertip. It felt as if the entire starry sky was left with only that purple light, and there was no room for anything else.
In Wu Wei Dao Palace, an old man screamed, "Yi Yuan Sword Mind!"