Chapter 836: Provoking the Two Tribes

On the third day, guests began to appear in the castle opposite. Shen Zheng, who had been staring there, immediately noticed a few of them.

Those residents are the contestants of the Holy Empire. In addition to the ten participants, there are also the captains and members of the Royal Guard. Of course, those people couldn't catch Shen Zheng's eyes. He was eyeing one of the ten contestants.

This man has long, flowing hair and a handsome face. He is definitely a girl killer type of person. He was wearing a white robe, embellished with black patterns, and looked elegant.

But this was naturally not what Shen Zheng paid attention to.

This man's eyes were cold and calm, as if looking at him for a long time made people feel drowsy. His whole body faintly exudes an aura that is different from that of a warrior. As the brother of a super-genius mystic mage, Shen Zheng is no stranger to this aura. It is exactly the aura of a mystic mage. [

And on the fingers of this man's left hand, there was something that attracted Shen Zheng's attention. It was a black ring. Although it looked inconspicuous on the surface, Shen Zheng could clearly sense the aura of the artifact.

Moreover, he also sensed the power of the Creator of the Holy Demon Realm from it. This is enough to show that this artifact is a type that can use the power of the Holy Demon Creator.

This is good stuff. Shen Zheng stared at the man's hand, but in an instant, the man felt something and turned his head to look this way. Thanks to Shen Zheng sitting here with several demon contestants, he was not noticed.

The man greeted these demon contestants, showed a contemptuous smile, and entered the castle with everyone.

That contemptuous smile in Shen Zheng's eyes made him laugh.

Come on, this is a good opportunity.

Not long after, someone came out of the castle opposite. Shen Zheng took a quick look and could tell by their clothing that only six of them were contestants. In addition to the royal guards, he had five people on his side.

He calculated carefully - although he didn't know how powerful the Saint Emperor was, at least the Demon Emperor was almost equal to him. Moreover, the opponent must have more powerful methods in his own plane, and there is no point in assassinating the two of them, because the Holy Demon family is in charge of the entire plane.

After all, my own power is limited and it is impossible to cause huge damage to the holy and demon world. But if I assassinate the strongest elite of the two tribes and then kill the holy and demon emperor, it will be enough to cause a fatal blow to the holy and demon world, at least. So that they can't spare any time to deal with the source world.

In this way, the time of the war can be delayed again, giving Shen Zheng enough time to create an army with quasi-artifacts. At that time, he can take a preemptive strike, lead an army to attack the Holy Demon Realm, and burn the flames of war into the homes of these invaders.

Then the source world will become safer, and the people will not be harmed by war.

This is a good job. Shen Zheng thought to himself and poked a player next to him.

"Help me look at the expressions of these guys." Shen Zheng said, "I sense that they have bad intentions and are mocking. Are they with us?"

"That's right." The player looked at the opponent for a while and snorted. "Ignore them, these fools from the Saint Clan, guys with little fighting power, always think they are so great and cannot afford us the Demon Clan. Just think of them as fools."

"But their thoughts are so annoying." Shen Zheng snorted, suddenly laughed, and whispered to everyone: "Brothers, how about I go over and tease them?"

"Okay." Someone shouted.

Shen Zheng smiled, stood up slowly, held a glass of wine, and walked slowly towards the table opposite where the Saint players were sitting.

"What does this guy want to do?" A Saint player noticed Shen Zheng and frowned slightly.

"This demon guy is so weird." Another player said, "Why does he keep wearing his helmet and refuses to take it off?" [

"I have some gossip." Another contestant said, "I heard that one of the top ten in the Demon Clan selection competition came from a small family in a remote village. It is said that he almost died because of problems with his cultivation. The result was a very ugly appearance and even blindness.”

"Interesting." A contestant laughed, "The Demon Empire is so incompetent that it even sends out disabled people like this. Is there really no talent?"

As he said this, the group of people laughed.

Shen Zheng heard all this, but pretended not to hear it, slowly came closer, raised the wine glass in his hand: "Everyone, you are all masters in the Holy Empire, right? Nice to meet you. I His name is Baisheng Tianfeng, and he is a member of a small family in the demon clan. This time he was lucky enough to win the eighth place in the top ten and participate in the finals.

"What do you want to say?" A Holy Race contestant interrupted him impatiently. "Do you want us to be merciful during the competition? In that case, you can save it. The rules of the competition do not allow you to kill your opponent, so you can rest assured."

"No, no, no." Shen Zheng waved his hands hurriedly, "I don't mean that. What I mean is that in fact, we demons don't pay attention to you holy bastards at all, so even a low-level person like me doesn't care. Sent. Because we are sure that even someone like me can easily kill a group of you."

"What did you say?" Several saint race contestants stared, and one of them even got up in anger.

"You blind man of the demon clan, do you want to die?" The man roared angrily. As soon as he raised his hand, a mana wrapped around his fingers, and he quickly drew a pattern in the air.

The Holy Demon Realm is probably the most similar plane to the Source Realm, even the form of using secret techniques is so similar. Shen Zheng smiled faintly.

He saw Shen Ying use secret techniques many times, so he naturally knew the weakness of the secret mage, which was speed.

Secret mages cannot use secret techniques as quickly as the martial arts masters, but must go through the process of drawing a diagram. A truly powerful secret mage will practice some simple secret techniques that can be used instantly or silently, and use them in sudden battles to contain the enemy and give himself time to draw a powerful diagram. Like Shen Ying, he directly arranged the diagram on the insect spirit weapon, so that he can easily launch a powerful attack instantly.

But the guy in front of him was obviously not a master, and he did not have the ability and wisdom to draw a diagram on the weapon. As soon as he made a move, he actually drew the diagram first.

Shen Zheng couldn't help but laugh, and immediately punched him. The fist force was so strong that it directly shook several Saint Clan players around and flew out. The guy who was drawing a picture had his nose broken by Shen Zheng before he could finish the secret method. He screamed and raised a trail of blood spots, flew backwards and fell to the ground.

"You, you took care of one with one punch." Shen Zheng held a wine glass in his other hand, raised it to the Saint Clan players who fell to the ground, then took a sip, turned around and made a victory gesture to his "teammates".

There was laughter over there.

"The Saint Clan players are so amazing!" someone shouted, "The disabled among us can easily knock one down with one punch, this is amazing!"

"Asshole!" Roars rose everywhere, and the Saint Clan players climbed up one by one, with powerful magic power surging all over their bodies, staring at Shen Zheng. "Boy, you are looking for death!"

The royal guards on their side also stared at Shen Zheng with wide eyes, and raised their hands to summon weapons.

"Kill you, I'm going to kill you!" The guy whose nose was broken by Shen Zheng's punch climbed up, wiped it with his hand, and his nose returned to its original shape. He jumped up angrily, stretched out his hand to draw a secret array in the air.

"Too ridiculous." Shen Zheng laughed, and suddenly punched again. This punch was so fast that although the surrounding royal guards were prepared, the punch still hit the face of the Saint Clan player in an instant, hitting his nose into his face again, and the man flew far away with a whoosh.

"Bold!" The Saint Clan players around were angry, and one of them immediately raised his hand, a ray of light flashed up, turned into a sharp claw, and grabbed Shen Zheng on the head.

Shen Zheng sensed it, and the attack power of this claw was very amazing, almost as strong as the fourth or fifth place of the Demon Clan players. He immediately pretended to be defeated, screamed, and let the claw grab him, and then deliberately controlled the Holy Demon Armor to change, creating cracks, and the man screamed and fell to the ground. [

"Waste is waste!" The man snorted coldly, "You dare to show off the little power of your demon clan in front of us? You are courting death!"

"What did you say?" On the other side, the four demon clan contestants all stood up with gloomy faces and strode towards this side. The bands and singers in the middle had conflicts on both sides, and they were scared and hid far away.

The four people came closer and slowly stood still, staring at the saint clan contestants with cold eyes. They didn't have much friendship with Shen Zheng, but they felt that this guy had been trying to please them for the past few days. If they didn't stand up for him at this critical moment, it would seem that they were not righteous.

And although they looked down on this "Hundred Saints Peak", he was also a member of the Demon Clan Empire after all, and they were their compatriots. Seeing their compatriots being bullied by outsiders, if they sat back and did nothing, it would be like being slapped in the face and not saying anything.

"You have heard what I said clearly." The saint clan contestant said proudly. "Your blind companion, if you also want to have a taste of this, I am happy to accompany you!"

As he waved his hand, a staff appeared in his hand, with mana flowing on it, as if he could launch a powerful attack at any time.

The other Saint Clan players also summoned insect spirit weapons and drew a diagram in the air, obviously not as powerful as this person.

"Brothers, they are too strong, let's forget it." Shen Zheng climbed up with difficulty at this time, stopped in front of his teammates to dissuade them.

"Get out! You are a guy who brings shame to our demon clan!" The teammates saw this and couldn't help but get angry. One of them grabbed Shen Zheng and threw him aside, waved his hand to summon insect spirit weapons, and sneered at the other party.

"Boys of the Saint Clan, do you think you are great just because you know some secret techniques? A real strong man is one who uses weapons and weapons to fight the enemy with swords and guns, not a coward who hides behind the army and is protected!"

"Looking for death!" The strongest Saint Clan player roared, waved the staff in his hand, and a more fierce claw flew out of the air, grabbing the demon player.

The demon player roared and waved the big knife in his hand to meet it, but he was not as powerful as the claws and was immediately knocked to the ground, and a shocking bloody wound was scratched on his back.

"Asshole, do you Saint Clan want to kill people?" Someone immediately roared and rushed over with weapons.

"People of the Demon Clan, come out! The Saint Clan has bullied us to this extent, don't shrink back, go, kill them!"

The roars were loud.