Wizard of All Souls

"Only ten percent?" Prince Devon scorned.

"Ordinary orcs can theoretically exert tens of tons of power. As a warrior beyond me, the theoretical maximum output is thousands of times that of ordinary orcs, even if only 10% ..." Luo Lan raised a finger "Probably 10,000 tons of power."

"..."

Whether it was Prince Devon, the surrounding audience, or the Emperor Wu on the high platform, all the orcs were silent, and their heads could not be turned.

Ten thousand tons?

Ten million kilograms?

The Emperor Wudi's first-stage contribution was no more than that!

Is it true that the Wuwu King can send out the first-level contribution of Emperor Wu?

That's ridiculous!

impossible!

Absolutely kidding!

"Don't believe it?"

Luo Lan's eyes were cold, and his body turned into a black light under the **** envelope, rushing towards Prince Devon.

"Bum--"

The crimson sound cone appeared behind Luo Lan, and the ground he passed was crushed into powder by absolute force.

In an instant, he had come to Prince Devon.

He raised his fist, not only very fast, but also gave a very heavy feeling, as if a tens of thousands of tons of warships rushed toward a target at supersonic speed.

"boom--"

Like thunder blowing, Luo Lan's fist turned into a phantom and struck Prince Devin's forehead.

Faced with an attack that could easily smash his head, Prince Devon stood dull, without any evasion or defense.

Luo Lan's speed is indeed very fast, but it is not so fast that Prince Devin, who is the peak of Wu Sheng, cannot react too much.

The main reason is that Luo Lan ’s sudden burst of momentum and strength is too great, giving Prince Devon a feeling of facing the meteorite falling from the sky, and a strong sense of weakness rose from the heart of the body.

Since resistance is meaningless, why should it be?

Is n’t it good to die without pain?

The fist with tens of thousands of tens of strength stopped at ten centimeters of Prince Devon's forehead.

"Snapped!"

The punching style left a deep red punch on the head of Prince Devon.

Luo Lan closed his fist and said with a deep voice: "Do you believe this now?"

"……I lost."

Prince Devon fell backwards with his eyes closed and fell unconscious on the ground.

Looking at Prince Devon lying on the ground, Luo Lan smiled and said: "Has passed out? The psychological quality is not enough."

Until this time, the other beast talents present reacted.

"Prince Luo Lan won?"

"Prince Devon lost?"

"In other words, this time the champion is Prince Luo Lan?"

Who could have imagined that Luo Lan, who is the realm of talented martial arts, would suddenly emerge? Even Prince Devon, who is the pinnacle of Wu Sheng, is not a round enemy. Won the championship in an invincible manner?

The referee stepped forward and raised Luo Lan's hand, said loudly: "Champion-Luo Lan!"

After a brief shock, the orcs and orcs present shouted excitedly, even those Emperor Wu.

"Champion-Champion-Champion-"

"Luo Lan-Luo Lan-Luo Lan-"

In the deafening cheers, Luo Lan looked at Karen, and he saw Karen looked at him excitedly, and the tears were raining.

...

Inside the Paladin.

Luo Lan stood in front of a heavy stone door.

After taking a deep breath, he slowly pushed open the stone door.

Inside the stone door is a dark room.

In the secret room, more than a dozen fire plates swayed with a dim light.

"Is the only Wu Zun in the Orc Federation in it?" Luo Lan stepped into it with excitement.

The stone door behind him closed automatically, and the whole room immediately dimmed.

Luo Lan felt a huge amount of energy at the end of the room, which was beyond his imagination, as if the ocean was endless.

At the end of the room, he saw an old and weak old man.

His hair was pale and his muscles were atrophied. It looked like a bamboo pole two meters long and could blow down in a gust of wind.

Wu Zun, who is the end of martial arts, is actually this thin look?

The withered old man slowly opened his pupils, and looked at Luo Lan with bleak eyes.

"Master Wu Zun, it's an honor to see you." Luo Lan respectfully greeted.

"I watched today's game. You performed very well. Even your father was far behind you." Wu Zun praised.

"You have been praised." Luo Lan's rare modesty.

"I heard that you only started practicing a year ago?" Wu Zun asked.

Wu Zun had known this for a long time. After all, Luo Lan was the son of his proud disciple, Luo Er, and he paid attention to the moment Luo Lan was born.

It's a pity Karen doesn't allow Rolle to practice.

In this regard, after persuading Karen to fail several times, he had no choice but to give up.

auzw.com Unexpectedly, Luo Lan finally embarked on martial arts practice, and it took only one year to reach the current level? Have the fighting power beyond the peak of Wusheng?

Did you really practice from scratch, or?

"Yes." Luo Lan nodded directly.

"Is it convenient for me to tell the old man your way of cultivation this year?" Wu Zun asked.

"of course."

Luo Lan did not conceal anything, and gave out the details of his practice in every one-five to ten-except for the dimensional net.

Wu Zun listened quietly, asking questions from time to time.

After a few hours.

Wu Zun sighed: "Is this a genius?"

Geniuses in this world are not uncommon. Which orc can become Emperor Wu is not a genius? Which one can prove Wu Zun is not a genius among geniuses?

However, no matter how talented people are compared to Luo Lan, they are so mediocre.

"If it's you, you might be able to fight against the Emperor Will of the Cairo Empire and save my family from fire and water." Wu Zun sighed.

"Verdi?"

Luo Lan came to interest all at once. He had heard this name countless times, and he wanted to see this old veteran.

"Yes, Verdi." Wu Zun sighed.

The surrounding scene suddenly twisted.

In a blink of an eye, the dim chamber became the commanding parliament hall.

Sitting on the long table in the middle of the hall, there were a series of heavy and coercive figures, and the breath from each figure shocked Luo Lan.

When his eyes fell on a silver-white figure.

"boom--"

Thousands of thunders flashed through his mind, and countless fragments of memory poured into his mind.

Wu Zun looked at the figures on the long table with nostalgic eyes, "Sixteen years ago, Emperor Verdi came to the Shengwu City alone to discuss the friendship between the two communities."

"In the face of Will's visit, we came up with the highest standard of hospitality, including two Wu Zun including me, 23 Wu Emperors, and many Orc Tianjiao, and your father, Rolle. "

"Haha, at that time we were so naive, really thought that Verdi came to peace talks."

"in fact……"

Wu Zun sighed, "As you know, the negotiations broke down, we fought with Emperor Will, and 23 of the 23 Emperor Wu died, and all the participating Orcs Tianjiao were killed by Yu Bo, Another Wu Zun died and I was seriously injured. "

"The only thing that is gratifying is that we also seriously injured Verdi, making him afraid to declare war on our orcs in a short time."

"But we all know that this is only temporary, as long as Verdi's injury is good, it is the time of the orc suffering."

Wu Zun looked at Luo Lan with satisfaction. "I was almost desperate at first. I thought the sinking of the Orcs was unavoidable. I didn't expect you to be born out of the blue, which gave me a glimmer of hope."

Luo Lan's body shook violently and muttered: "No, no, it's not like this. I'm Luo Lan, I'm the prince of the fox country, I'm ..."

"What's wrong with you?" Wu Zun looked at Luo Lan doubtfully.

Luo Lan stunned and bowed his head, said: "Is that killing my father, killing my mother, so that Sister Karen hates the endless Verdi? Do I really have the hope of winning?"

"Afraid?"

"A bit." Luo Lan nodded.

"It's normal to have this kind of thinking. After all, in the battle with Verdi sixteen years ago, we have come up with all the details of the Orc Federation, and the result is still so miserable." Wu Zun smirked.

"..."

Wu Zun patted Luo Lan's trembling shoulders and said: "After that war, we finally determined that Verdi is definitely the strongest second-level wizard of mankind, even if you look at all the races in the world, they are also the top three."

"Is it really possible to defeat him?" Luo Lan asked.

"I believe you."

"If not me?"

Wu Zun's eyes flashed insanely, "When the strength of our orc is indeed unable to be an enemy of Verdi, but it is really time for the dead to exterminate ... Ha ha, don't blame us for the entire world Drag into the water! "

Luo Lan stared blankly at Wu Zun, and finally sighed: "I will work hard."

The surrounding scene suddenly twisted, and after a while, it turned back into a dark room.

Wu Zun asked Luo Lan: "Will you be my apprentice?"

Luo Lan nodded and said, "I will."

Wu Zun nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Tomorrow will hold the apprenticeship ceremony in Shengwu City, and you will practice with me for a long time. Go back and inform your family and friends."

"it is good."

...

at night.

Luo Lan was lying on the railing and looked at the bright moon in the night sky. His eyes were extremely complicated.

"Why don't you look unhappy at all?" Kalian walked to Luo Lan's side.

"Sister, you should insist on listening to your mother's words and don't let me practice." Luo Lan sighed.

"What do you mean?" Karen's face changed, "Winning the game, apprentice Wu Zun, bloated? Want to mock me?"

"No, I just ..." Luo Lan sighed again.

"After talking with Master Wu Zun, you become like this, because you know the situation of our Orcs? Think the burden is too heavy? Can't bear it yourself? If you want to give up, I will support you."

"The things I carry are far heavier than you think." Luo Lan's fingers clasped the railing. "Even so, I will certainly protect you, everyone, and the Orc!"

"Isn't this a matter of course?" Karen asked strangely.

"Haha, yeah, I don't need to think that much at all, I just have to keep going."

Under Yuehui, Luo Lan's eyes became very determined.

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