When the Ghost Queen Yanzhi mentioned Qin Ye, her beautiful eyes were full of stars and she said.
"My husband feels that whether it's attaining enlightenment through the flesh or being a Dharma King, both have shortcomings. If you want to be one, you should be all-round. A melee mage is the best choice. He can fight in close combat or at a distance, and has both offensive and defensive capabilities."
Aphrodite was so surprised that she couldn't help but sigh.
"So, His Majesty, the Night King, had already laid the path for his future long before he embarked on the path of cultivation? This truly proves the saying, 'foresight is foresight.'"
The Ghost Queen Yanzhi smiled when she heard this, but shook her head to deny Aphrodite's words.
"I had the same idea as you did at first, and I told my husband about it, but he definitely rejected it."
"Oh? Not foresight? Then what is it?"
"It was a spur of the moment thing."
The Ghost Queen Yanzhi spoke frankly about Qin Ye's original response to her.
Aphrodite was stunned and subconsciously looked in the direction of Qin Ye. There, smoke and dust filled the sky, and the deafening roar of fists hitting flesh continued, like thunder and sonic boom, deafening.
And in the sky, under the sun.
Two figures could be vaguely seen in the smoke and dust, one was Qin Ye's tall figure, and the other had four arms.
"So, the instigator of the current war of the gods, His Majesty the Night King, who is at the top of the myth-infected must-kill list...has only achieved his current strength and all-around abilities on a whim?"
Aphrodite was dumbfounded.
The other side.
Where Qin Ye and Fentian fought.
The two of them fought with fists and feet, and physical confrontation. Qin Ye threw a punch, and Fentian also punched back, hitting the other person.
Although Fentian has four arms, as the saying goes, two fists cannot defeat four hands, but Qin Ye can handle it well and is on par with Fentian...
This made Fentian realize one thing.
Qin Ye's strength and speed are superior to his own. Two punches from him are equivalent to one punch from Qin Ye.
Fentian's mood was difficult to calm down for a while.
at the same time.
The pitch-black cage hanging on Qin Ye's wrist was the source of the infection, and he saw the entire process of the two bodies confronting each other. It was clearer than what Shiva saw, like the difference between the first-class and last seats in a movie theater.
The source of the infection had a burning gaze, seemed a little crazy, and kept muttering.
"Who is it, who defeated the Night King, who made the Night King unable to catch up."
"Even the Night King in his flesh and blood is like this. Who can rival or even surpass the Night King?"
"The Night King must be lying to me."
"How could there be someone more talented than the Night King?"
He muttered to himself, staring at Qin Ye intently, capturing every detail of Qin Ye, his words, expressions, actions, and even trying to figure out what Qin Ye was thinking at the moment.
beside.
The imprisoned infected god didn't dare to breathe heavily. Due to the resonance of the infection, he had a feeling that he would die at any time if the source of the infection wanted to.
Especially before, when the source of the infection asked him whether there was someone the Night King needed to chase, he couldn't answer, and the source of the infection wanted to kill him at that moment.
Just as the thoughts of the gods were being infected.
Sudden.
The source of the infection broke away from his mumbling, touched his face, and sighed for no reason.
"There's a real difference here. Some people are born with a silver spoon in their mouths, while others are burdened with debt. It's a world of difference. And for the latter to climb to an equal position, it takes a lot of effort."
"But the former doesn't need it. They can even sit there and watch the latter's hard work climbing. Don't you think that's unreasonable?"
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