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"How strong is the Pope...?"

After a long silence, Tang En asked in a muffled voice.

After all, Tang En is a pragmatic person and has seen strong winds and waves. So he is depressed, but since the situation is now ready, he can only deal with it directly. Moreover, the plan cannot keep up with the pace of rapid changes, Tang En is basically used to it. Anyway, since he came to another world, it may be because of the unacceptable situation, so he has not been lucky for a few times...

"The strength of that hypocritical old guy..." Wu Ding raised his eyebrows slightly, thought for a while, without any concealing his face, and nodding, "It's a mess!"

"Ahem." Tang En smiled bitterly, "Old Wu, can we be more objective?"

Of course, Tang En didn't believe that Wu Ding's comments. The Pope is at least a role in controlling the Thousand Years Temple. Even if his strength is not as strong as the Sword God Wu Ding, I think he wouldn't have fallen into a mess, right?

"What I'm talking about is objective facts." Wu Ding glanced at Tang En with dissatisfaction and explained, "I admit that the temple's cultivation system is good, very complete, and has its own uniqueness. Whether it is light magic or sacred fighting spirit, there are advantages. But no matter how outstanding the talent is, no matter how outstanding the talent is, if you don't spend time and practice quietly and constantly hone your life and death battle, you will not achieve anything. Well, you are a freak, not counting as here..."

Tang En touched his nose and smiled bitterly again.

"But not everyone is like you. That hypocritical old guy is in charge of a huge force with a thousand years of history and has more than tens of millions of clergy under his command. He is full of trivial matters all day long. He can even make trouble and show off his power. Do you think he has time to practice his strength?"

When Tang En heard this, he felt a little moved and touched his chin thoughtfully: "It seems that's the reason."

"Huh... it's not like it's true!"

Wu Ding was obviously quite opinionated about the existence of the Pope and the entire temple. He took a big breath and emphasized again. Then he looked at Tang En's convincing conscience and nodded, and his expression slowed down. Then he changed his words and continued, "Of course. What I said was a mess, which was his strength, not his own strength."

When Tang En heard this, he suddenly felt erratic and almost choked his throat. Then he looked at Wu Ding, who was like nothing, and tugged at the corner of his mouth: "I said Mr. Wu, we don't bring such a funny person. Can you say anything in one go?"

Perhaps because the matter was gone, compared to the dusk atmosphere that Tang En saw when he first entered the door, Wu Ding's face was obviously better now. Hearing Yan looked at Tang En with a smile, as if innocent: "When people get old, they will naturally speak slowly. Xiao Tang, you are still too impatient."

Well, the raids are coming. Tang En touched his nose and gave a polite salute: "I would like to ask Mr. Wu for advice."

"Well, then I'll give you some advice." Stroking off the white beard, Wu Ding nodded with satisfaction, "By the way, where did I just talk about it?"

Huh... calm, calm, I am not angry, I don’t know the same as the old man who died...

"Oh, I remembered it, the problem of strength... As I said just now, the temple's cultivation system is still good, especially some small tricks that pretend to be a god. Well, they have a secret method that can accumulate the power of multiple people on one thing, and then through this thing, and assist several other rare props, you can directly instill into the body of the designated object, and lift the strength level of one person!"

"Battle Qi and magic are both good, but the power of Dou Qi is too domineering and not stable enough, and normal human physique cannot bear it at all. But the magic of light is different. The temple has studied this aspect very deeply, and the secret method process is mature, and there will be basically no mistakes. Of course, the cost of casting this shortcut secret method is also not small, so it is basically only applicable to the high-level temple, such as the Pope and the Archbishop of the Cardinal..."

This is the real secret. If it weren't for the existence of Mr. Wu, I think no one would know that there was such a way of cultivation in this world that could be obtained for nothing.

However, Tang En frowned slightly when he heard this, and his expression was thoughtful. Because of this secret method, he only felt familiar with it...

"Doesn't it sound familiar?" Wu Ding saw what Tang En was thinking, smiled, and said, "Yes, the secret technique of the temple was stole from the sacrifice technique of the Northern Wilderness Tribe. Haha, it's ridiculous that the group of hypocritical guys who speak of benevolence, righteousness and morality cursed the other party's evil heretics while secretly learning evil secret techniques from the other party. Haha, are you funny?..."

Tang En suddenly realized, isn't it? Both are shortcuts to turn external forces into used. The so-called difference is just the difference in the selection object. The Northern Wilderness Tribe draws strength from the body of the monster, while the Temple of Light directly steals power from other people's bodies, pulling seedlings to help grow...

Taking a deep breath, Tang En frowned: "The strength level enhanced by this secret technique should have a limit, right?"

"That's of course, otherwise the number one master in the continent will be him, not me." Wu Ding said naturally, "This kind of secret technique is also divided into levels, and of course only the hypocritical old guy can enjoy the highest level. Well, just about the realm of strength, he is similar to me. But if he fights with me one-on-one, as long as the battlefield is not in that temple, I will always slash him with one sword!"

This is not that Wu Ding is despising the other party and talking big, and Tang En can understand the path. That is, the outcome of a battle, and it is never determined by the level of strength of both parties. This is just an important factor. In addition, the fighting will, experience, etc. of both parties can have an impact on the outcome of the battle.

To put it bluntly, the pampered pope has never left the temple several times in his life, and there are very few experiences of fighting with others. But Wu Ding is different. His name as the sword god that shocked the continent was really made. He has countless battles of all sizes in his life, with a single sword spreading all over the world, and bloody storms are just as easy as it is. The results of such huge differences are naturally different.

After nodding, Tang En's eyebrows suddenly moved, and he instantly grasped the focus of his words: "You just said that as long as the battlefield is not in the temple, there will always be... Is there a difference?"

"The difference is too big." Wu Ding first gave Tang En's cleverness a glimpse, and then sighed softly, "The Temple of Light and the Empire are interdependent, and have a thousand years of history, and only has a thousand years of heritage. The biggest foundation among them is the address of the Temple General Assembly!"

“How to say it?”

"The temple will always be located in the east of the capital, about hundreds of miles away. You can tell if you go there and take a look... It's a place without shadows! Let's give a simple example. A wall is standing there. Unless it is midday, there will always be sunshine and shade on both sides of the wall, right? But the temple will always be not. The gathering and activity of the light power elements there has reached a terrifying level. Even if the sunlight only comes from one side, there will be no shadow under the shade on the wall, which is bright and transparent!"

"In this environment, as long as the strength level reaches the earth level or above and the clergy who have the ability to mobilize the external light power element will never have to worry about the exhaustion of power and keep fighting. Those who reach the level of the hypocritical old guy will be invincible there! In addition, others will not be able to do that. Even if the strength level is like me, they will not be able to mobilize the slightest fighting energy element in that place, because there is no..."

After saying that, even Tang En, who had a deep understanding of the concept of home court advantage, couldn't help but breathe when he heard this.

What does this mean?

To make a not very appropriate example, if outsiders and clergy always fight in the temple, compared to gun battles in the present world, it would be equivalent to one party having limited ammunition and shrunk his hands and feet. The other party had countless ammunition and firepower was fully activated!

What other suspense is there to say about the battle under such a huge disparity?

Isn’t this Hongguoguo cheating?!

"But..." Seeing Tang En's expression as if it was changing, Wu Ding raised his lips, showing a narrow smile, and changed his tone again, "That hypocritical old guy who shrank, if someone else was asked to go, he would definitely be looking for death. But if you assassinate, you might be a little sure. Of course, it's just a little..."

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