Chapter 89 Negotiations with the Evil God (Thanks to the leader of the alliance 'Shen Xiang Jiu Cang')

Facing He Dayou's burst of power, Zhang Yu smiled slightly, already knowing what was going on.

He thought to himself, "The competition team is really amazing. They have made great progress in the past few days. He Dayou's physical strength is actually a little higher than mine, but..."

The reason why Zhang Yu chose to compete in strength was that he wanted to test the results of his practice in the past few days.

At this moment, as Zhang Yu suddenly exerted force on his muscles, his body seemed to be twisted into a rope, with muscles squeezing and prying each other, eventually turning into a terrifying explosive force that was transmitted from his whole body to his hands.

With the blessing of the 10th level Red Marrow Pure Yuan Qi, and with Zhang Yu's control over his muscles, the physical strength he can instantly burst out... is far greater than that of opponents with similar physical strength.

With a loud bang.

He Dayou only felt an irresistible force crashing into him, knocking him over and finally falling to the ground with a thud.

There was the familiar shaking perspective, the hard and cold ground, and pain all over the body.

He Dayou climbed up in a daze.

This feels so familiar.

He was killed in seconds again?

Just like the last time he fought Zhang Yu, he lost again after his physical strength increased greatly? He suddenly raised his head, staring at Zhang Yu with wide eyes in disbelief, still in disbelief in his heart: "How could he be so much stronger than me? Is his physical strength already better than mine?"

Not far away, Qian Shen and Zhao Tianxing also looked over, looking at He Dayou who was thrown out, with surprise in their eyes.

Qian Shen: "Has Zhang Yu improved more than He Dayou?"

Zhao Tianxing thought to himself: "How did he do that? How much did Zhang Yu improve his physical strength in such a short time? It's even better than the special training program?"

After school that day, He Dayou came to the sports team's practice field and told Lan Ling what had happened that day.

Lan Ling frowned and said, "His physical strength cannot be higher than yours."

"The reason why he was able to defeat you is probably because his power generation skills are stronger than yours, and you..."

Lan Ling took a look, then lifted He Dayou up and shook him. He Dayou then felt as if he had lost control of all the muscles in his body.

Lan Ling put the man down and said calmly, "You have poor control over your own muscles, especially the transplanted muscles. You have not been able to exert your true strength at all."

"Continue with the next surgery and training. Once you have transplanted more muscle fibers and can exert more of the transplanted muscles, you won't lose to Zhang Yu anymore."

…

Same school time.

While circulating the Red Marrow Pure Yuan Qi, Zhang Yu walked towards his rental house.

But the moment he opened the door, he was slightly stunned when he saw the rag doll that appeared on the bed.

"Evil God?"

It was a tattered rag doll, with two buttons forming its eyes that looked like two dark holes, staring closely at Zhang Yu who opened the door. Who else could it be but the evil god who had made a wish before?

Just when Zhang Yu was slightly stunned, the rag doll spoke: "My good servant, kneel down to me. This is my wish."

With the ritual screaming in his mind, Zhang Yu could only half-kneel on the ground with a thud.

The baby on the bed laughed out loud: "I never expected that. I never expected that."

"In just two or three months, the idle boy who was just doing it casually at the beginning has really grown up in the blink of an eye."

"If I hadn't heard that you, a student from Songyang High School, won first place in the martial arts competition, I would never have thought that you would improve so quickly..."

Having said this, the gloom in her heart suddenly dissipated a lot.

The reason why she came back to find Zhang Yu again was partly because of Zhang Yu’s achievements, but the other reason was... she found that she couldn’t go back.

Thinking that he had once stood at the pinnacle of evil gods and had achieved financial freedom and freedom of cultivation, but because of a failed investment after retirement, he went back to the sea and returned to his front-line job.

But she didn't care. Since she couldn't stay at the peak, she would just go back to the way she came!

With her professional ability gained from years of immersion in the fraud industry, she thought it was a story about a Supreme Evil God traveling to the city and rectifying the workplace with a maximum-level account.

She never expected that the anti-fraud methods of the big sects were changing with each passing day, causing her, the treasure of the Evil God Realm, to suffer heavy losses. In addition, she was betrayed and is now even stranded on the first floor of Kunxu, with her power plummeting to the bottom and unable to recover.

"Damn it... If I get caught and deported, I'm done... Who betrayed me?"

"My strength is depleting so quickly, and my intelligence is going to decrease again. If this continues... I'm really going to become an idiot toy."

So at this moment, she found Zhang Yu again, wanting to use this potential stock to rise again.

"As a poor fellow, he was able to win first place in the martial arts competition. I must have developed his incredible potential."

"Hehe... I originally thought it was a losing trade, but it turned out to be a bull stock that I bought at the bottom."

Thinking that Zhang Yu still owed him a wish, the rag doll became more excited.

But the next moment, she was suddenly stunned. Zhang Yu, who was supposed to kneel down after she made a wish, actually stood up slowly? "What are you doing?"

"Are you crazy? Get down on your knees now, or do you want to die from the backlash of the ritual?"

Zhang Yu was silently feeling the changes in the ritual power in his body.

After the other party made a wish for him to kneel down, as he half-knelt on the ground, the chill from the ceremony also dissipated.

But just a few seconds after he half-knelt, the idiot Ritual started screaming again.

Zhang Yu was slightly stunned, then he reacted: "Are you urging me to practice?"

"But the other wish is to kneel down?"

“Is this a conflict of wishes?”

Zhang Yu became curious: "So... in this case, which wish will take priority?"

So he tried to stand up, and immediately a ritual voice was heard, urging him to kneel down quickly.

Zhang Yu could feel that the power of the ritual seemed to be divided into two, one was urging him to practice quickly, and the other was urging him to kneel down immediately.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

“It’s indeed a contradiction.”

But when he activated the Red Marrow and Pure Yuan Qi and entered a state of cultivation, all the screaming stopped.

"But in the end, cultivation took priority over kneeling. Is it because... of the order of making wishes?"

Looking at Zhang Yu standing up in front of him, Ragdoll initially thought that the other party was crazy and didn't want to die.

But looking at the other person's calm appearance, she immediately realized that something was wrong.

But the rag doll is different from Zhang Yu, who has been accompanied by Yi Li day and night and received 24-hour close care for more than two months.

Although the rag doll remembered the two wishes she had made for the other party, she did not realize that the power of the ritual had already integrated a series of plans to realize the wishes, such as getting into a good university, joining a large sect, working hard to earn money to buy the antiques in the shopping cart, etc., into Zhang Yu's life every moment.

However... although she did not think of the details at the moment, and the contradiction between these details and the wish to 'kneel down', after realizing that something was wrong, she immediately made the next wish.

"I order you not to hurt me!"

But at the moment when the rag doll opened its mouth to say these words, accompanied by a roar in the air, a big hand with layers of white energy had already grasped the doll in its palm.

The doll said angrily: "I command you! Let me go immediately."

Zhang Yu's palm loosened slightly, but the next moment an increasingly violent energy swept over, squeezing the doll like a martial arts prop.

Zhang Yu felt the chill in his heart changing, and thought to himself, "Sure enough, after the wishes conflict with each other, the key is the order of the wishes?"

"Studying, practicing, taking the college entrance exam, joining a large sect... the plans triggered by this series of wishes have priority over subsequent wishes because of the order."

"In other words, as long as I maintain my state of cultivation and learning, then the subsequent desires that conflict with the 'cultivation and learning state' can be temporarily suppressed..."

At this moment, Zhang Yu was using a rag doll as a prop to practice Wuxiang Yungang. Under this circumstance... he found that the ritual did not urge him to kneel down or let go of the rag doll.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu looked at the doll who still wanted to speak and said lightly: "Shut up."

As Wuxiang Yungang inhaled and exhaled, he gently pressed the surface of the rag doll, as if he could tear the doll into pieces in the next moment.

At the same time, Zhang Yu's voice continued to be heard.

"What you just said was not to hurt... you."

Along with the friction of Wuxiang Yungang, the rag doll felt that the force pressing on him was gradually increasing, as if it was going to really hurt and attack him in the next moment.

"So, if I destroy this doll now, I can hurt you, right?"

Feeling Zhang Yu's gaze that was full of murderous intent and fighting spirit, yet seemed extremely calm, Ragdoll's heart sank: "Damn... He reacts so quickly? No, is it possible that my intelligence level has dropped again?"

The doll quickly warned: "Zhang Yu, if you really hurt me now, you will definitely be killed by the backlash of the ritual!"

"You should be able to feel it, right? The power of the ritual is already monitoring you."

Zhang Yu didn't say anything, but after trying it just now, he found that as soon as he intended to hurt the rag doll, it would cause the ritual to scream again.

Zhang Yu thought to himself, "It seems that the rule of not harming the evil god has a higher priority than wishes."

But he understood that he could not show weakness at this time, and immediately continued to use all his strength to practice the Tianwu Lianxin Jue, bursting out with momentum to fight to the death.

You have to adopt an attitude of lifting the roof before you can get the result of opening the window.

Then Zhang Yu continued, "The worst that can happen is that we both perish together. Otherwise, if I become your servant for the rest of my life, what's the point of living?"

Feeling Zhang Yu's fearless aura under the effect of the 10th-level Tianwu Lianxin Jue, Wawa's heart sank again.

In the other person's eyes, she seemed to really be able to feel a fighting spirit to fight for her life.

(End of this chapter)