Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The attention of all the martial artists present was practically all on the heaven-gazing roaring statue.
In their hearts, they had always been thinking about that wisp of purple Qi.
These people turned a deaf ear to Braydon Nealâs words.
They felt that Braydon was useless!
Braydon stood with his hands behind his back, calmly looking at the heaven-gazing roaring statue. He slowly spat out a wisp of purple Qi, which was as thick as a chopstick and a foot long, from the heaven-gazing roaring statueâs mouth.
It was this wisp of purple Qi that made all the elites of the aristocratic families gather at Star Tower and refuse to leave.
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There were more than a hundred people present, and everyone wanted to snatch it.
Even Kinslee Mayer was restless. He quietly blended into the crowd. He felt that he could not count on Braydon anymore.
After all, Braydon had been hurt.
If he wanted to snatch the purple Qi, he would have to rely on himself.
After a brief silence.
Swoosh!
The first person made his move.
It was a young pinnacle.
All the geniuses there were either from the ten great aristocratic families or the legitimate successors of the 72 schools of thought!
They were all people with amazing talent.
That was why Braydon wanted to recruit them into the Military Department. If they could be used by the Northern Army, they would definitely be a powerful general at the border.
It was easy to get a thousand troops, but hard to get a tiger general!
If the young people present had experienced the tempering of the flames of war, they would definitely be powerful generals.
Unfortunately, they didnât listen to Braydonâs words. They only wanted to seize that wisp of purple Qi.
After the first person made his move, the entire Star Tower fell into chaos.
The moment the chaos ensued, the pinnacles hidden in the hall appeared one after another!
The three giants of Confucianism were Kendall Kramer, Lowman Kramer and Jefford Kramer!
The three young elites joined forces and went straight for the purple Qi.
The legalism successor was a black-robed youth with a cold and stern aura. He took a step forward, and his vitality reached 500 Na, releasing his pinnacle pressure.
He alone blocked the path of the three giants of Confucianism.
The black-robed youth was Cain Flanagan.
He shone brightly in Star Tower.
âThe three of you have no right to touch the purple Qi!â Cain said coldly.
âCain Flanagan!â
Lowmanâs eyes were filled with killing intent. He gnashed his teeth in hatred when he saw this guy.
Ever since they were young, Cain had been against the three Confucian disciples, each having their own victories and losses.
The conflict between Confucianism and legalism had lasted for thousands of years.
Now that the direct descendants of the two schools met, they would inevitably compete again.
Moreover, they had already arrived at Mount Woolas a few days ago.
However, the elders of each family were all at Mount Woolas, so they restrained each other.
Now, all the elders had fled Mount Woolas because of the Northern King, leaving only this group of juniors behind. Naturally, they had to determine who was better.
The battle for the purple Qi was the battle of the 72 schools of thought. It would be a miracle if these people were gathered together and nothing happened.
Braydon stood with his hands behind his back, coldly looking at this group of useless trash. He raised his left hand and said indifferently, âAbsorb!â
Swoosh!
The wisp of purple Qi floating in the air turned into a purple stream of light. It was like a small snake that circled around Braydonâs palm.
Everyone was stunned.
No one had expected Braydon to be able to control the purple Qi.
Moreover, he had casually absorbed the purple Qi.
Everyone was instantly unhappy.
The genius martial artists had come to Star Tower today for this wisp of purple
Now, this purple Qi had actually been obtained by the crippled Braydon.
Cain and Lowman, who were fighting, instantly stopped. They turned around and stared at the purple Qi in Braydonâs hand.
In the eyes of these people, although Braydon was crippled, his might was still there.
This Garrison King was not to be trifled with.
Looking at everyone present, who had the guts to take advantage of Braydonâs weakness to forcefully take his life?
None of the 72 schools of thought dared to do this!
The eyes of the strongest few from the aristocratic families revealed a hint of coldness.
They might dare to make a move!
However, they were wary and did not dare to act rashly.
Cain clasped his hands behind his back and frowned. âYour Highness, with your crippled body, you wish to obtain this wisp of purple Qi?â Saying that Braydon was crippled in front of everyoneâ¦
Cain was the first to do so!
The young monk, Lester Crawford, had murderous intent in his eyes.
The king of the northern territory could not be humiliated!
Those who insulted him would be killed!
Braydonâs left palm was surrounded by a wisp of purple Qi. He said softly, âIn the school of legalism, each generation is weaker than the last. When the leader of the school of legalism sees me, he has to respect me and address me as the Northern King!
âAs for you, if I didnât cherish your talent, I would have made you lose your life in Star Tower today!â
With Braydonâs personality, it was possible for him to do so.
But now, Braydon wanted to recruit the most outstanding members of the aristocratic families into the military and make them generals under the Northern Army.
Cain, who was an unruly person, released his fighting spirit which swept toward Braydon. He shouted, âYouâve shed all of your pinnacle blood, so youâre useless now. You want me to lose my life in Star Tower?
âIf you didnât have the title of Garrison King, I could kill you with one palm strike!â
Cain actually said that Braydon was useless.
Since the establishment of martial arts in the north, in the entire Hansworth, who would dare to say that the king of the northern territory was useless?
Braydonâs expression was calm. He moved his left fingers slightly, opened his mouth, and inhaled. The wisp of purple Qi entered his mouth. This scene made Cainâs expression turn cold as he said, âYouâre courting death!â
Braydon swallowed the purple Qi, as if he was occupying the purple Qi.
How was everyone supposed to fight for it now?
If they wanted this purple Qi, he couldnât possibly cut open Braydonâs stomach!
Cain made a move on the spot and punched Braydon in the chest, preparing to punch out this purple Qi.
Braydonâs face was still a little pale. The after-effects of losing all his pinnacle blood and his vitality were not so easy to overcome. However, the pinnacle blood had been completely scattered.
Whatâs wrong with that?
His pinnacle foundation was much more than that bit of pinnacle blood.
Braydon moved with his hands behind his back. His thin body was white.
This was the activation of the eight techniques!
All the martial artists present were shocked!
âHasnât he been crippled?â Lowman said angrily.
âDoes he not need any power to activate his eight techniques?â One of the top aristocratic family geniuses said in shock.
All the martial artists in the world had heard of King Braydonâs king-conferring techniques.
It was called the eight pinnacle techniques now!
The martial artists who had seen the horrors of the eight techniques were all dead.
Now, Braydon was using the eight techniques once more.
And with a crippled body at that.
One could not help but suspect that Braydon did not need any strength to activate his eight techniques.
âThe arts are difficult for ordinary people to understand!â Braydonâs thin lips moved slightly.
Swoosh!
Braydonâs body was covered in white light. He raised his left hand, but he didnât draw any talismans. On the contrary, his palm was filled with lightning.
The Thunder Palm of the sect of Mount Dutu?
This was the Five-thunder Technique!
Braydonâs left palm landed on Cainâs fist, and he said softly, âFive Thunder, kill! â
Boom!
A hundred-meter-long bright lightning and thunder appeared out of nowhere and struck.
With a crack, the hall was as bright as day..