Chapter 702 (2/2)

”Brother Shouyu, what else can we be reluctant to give up now?”

Ji Shouyu nodded and glanced at the crowd again. While looking at it, he called the roll: ”Fang Yun, Kong Detian and Yan Yukong. I need you three.”

As soon as these words came out, many Jinshi looked chilly.

These three people are not ordinary. Fang Yun is the first of the children of the poor family. He is a genius who will not come out for thousands of years. The popular will and national fortune of Jing country are the virtual saints of the canonization of all saints.

Yan Yukong is the representative of the aristocratic family. Before Fang Yun, he was the brightest new star of the human race and a semi Saint disciple.

Kong Detian himself is one of the Seven Scholars in the holy courtyard and the leader of the Kong family. Needless to say, he has an identity that is difficult for everyone to reach just because he is the legitimate grandson of the Kong family leader.

The Jinshi immediately understood that Ji Shouyu was relying on the unknown luck of the three of them.

The spring and Autumn Annals knew the past and the book of changes determined the future. Ji Shouyu wanted to get the unknown power of the three people and break the holy power of the demon man by relying on his own talent and the power of the king's star position left by King Wen.

That unknown power is useless, but it is actually overdrawing the future of the three, which is more terrible than overdrawn life.

Life can be made up, but the loss of unknowable power is loss. No one knows whether it can be made up.

Just like a person who works hard, he will accumulate enough strength. This strength will certainly make him a Jinshi in the future, but if this strength is reduced, he may not be a Jinshi.

If the unknowable power is reduced, it will affect not only the literary position, but also life!

Everyone knows.

”I see. Take it.” Fang Yun smiled.

”It's a piece of cake,” Kong De said.

”Not worth mentioning.” Yan Yukong said.

The three were extremely calm and did not give up at all.

”OK!” Ji Shouyu was also crisp and neat. Two light golden eight diagrams of King Wen reappeared in his eyes. First, he carefully checked Fang Yun, Kong Detian and Yan Yukong one by one, and finally turned to look at the three demon mountains.

”Boom...”

After a loud noise, Ji Shouyu flew out with a scream like being hit by a giant hammer, and his body hit the Qiguo Jinshi behind him.

”No!”

Fang Yun and others rushed to Ji Shouyu.

Somewhere in the hinterland of demon mountain, a snake shadow suddenly appeared in the green egg, and a Yin evil sharp voice spread to all demon Hou's ears.

”When the humble slaves find the existence of this saint, there is no need to hide it. All the demons in the demon mountain do their best to surround and kill them, force them to escape and delay time for me! As long as they persist for ten hours, even the great Confucianism can kill them!”

”Yes!”