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The battle between Levi and Su Cheer was very intense. Both of them were so fast that even ordinary civilians and senior adventurers in the audience could not see their movements clearly. And the attacks of both of them were extremely powerful. Every collision between the axe, spear and arrow made a thunderous sound and flashed dazzling lightning. If it were not for the powerful divine protection around the ring, the aftermath of their battle would have caused casualties among the audience.

Faced with such a fierce battle, the blond commentator wearing a magic mirror was somewhat helpless. He could see the battle between the two sides clearly, but he was not the lightning-fast Wang Yuyan in Jin Yong's novels. He could not speak as fast as the battle between the two sides - even if he could, it would be useless because the audience could not hear the high-speed language clearly.

He had encountered such a situation in the previous battle. At that time, he always chose some thrilling and exciting clips in the battle to explain, and finally he was able to deal with the situation. But this time it was not possible. The battle between the two sides was brilliant. There was almost no moment that was not brilliant, and no move that was not thrilling. He simply could not pick out the wonderful passages to explain.

After thinking about it, Sui Xiong's usual spirit of mischief broke out. He simply ignored the battle between the two sides and randomly picked out a passage from "The Memorial to the Emperor on Departure" from his memory and recited it.

"The former emperor died before he had completed half of his career. Today, the world is divided into three parts, and Yizhou is exhausted. This is truly a critical moment for survival..."

"Huh? What is he talking about?"

The audience talked a lot, not understanding why this commentator, who liked to talk nonsense but was at least a little reliable, spoke words that no one could understand.

There were also spellcasters who used "Language Mastery" on themselves to try to understand Sui Xiong's words. However, the spell of "Language Mastery" could only allow them to understand what Sui Xiong said. The allusions in "The Memorial to the Emperor on Departure" and the background of the entire article could not be obtained through this spell. So they also listened vaguely and looked confused.

Someone asked the spellcasters around them what was going on, and they had to answer "I don't understand either."

"There are still words that you can't understand even if you know the language? Is it some advanced magic language?"

"No... I can understand the words, but it's hard to understand the meaning." A young wizard explained to his friend, "He said that the old king of a country died, the young new king is not very reliable, and the country is in a bit of a bad situation. The archon is going to take the army out on an expedition to fight the powerful enemy of this country - it seems that there is some background to this battle, but I didn't understand... Now the archon is recalling the time when he met the old king. He said, 'I was a commoner back then, and the former king promoted me, and I worked very hard' - I didn't know what it was exactly, and I didn't understand, '... From then to now, it has been twenty-one years'."

"... What does this have to do with the competition?" His friend complained.

"Maybe my magic level is limited, and I misinterpreted it." The young wizard said unconfidently.

Similar conversations took place in various places in the audience, and I don't know how many people were very puzzled and didn't understand what the commentator was doing.

"The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital" is not long. Even though Sui Xiong, who was acting as a narrator, tried to recite it in a slow and rhythmic tone, he finished it in just a moment.

At this time, the battle between Levi and Su Che was still going on fiercely. The speed of both sides did not drop at all, and the thrill and excitement of the battle did not change at all.

The narrator thought for a moment, sighed, and began to recite "Red Cliff Fu" again.

"In the autumn of the year Renxu, on the 15th day of the seventh month, Su Zi and his guests were boating under the Red Cliff. The breeze was blowing gently, and the water was calm..."

"What was he talking about this time?"

"He was talking about the scenery, a very beautiful scenery."

"Is he a bard?"

"...Think about it carefully, I think so."

"But what does the scenery have to do with the competition?"

"...The Grand Consul is going to war, does it have anything to do with the competition?"

In the sky, the "celebration boy" Wei Ye, who knew the true identity of the commentator, couldn't help but ask curiously: "What are you talking about? The first article feels very heroic and epic, and the description of the scenery in the second article is a classic...but I have never heard of this kind of language."

Sui Xiong laughed dryly twice and explained the reason.

When everyone learned that he simply couldn't explain it, he simply found a few articles to make up the number, and they couldn't help laughing.

After laughing, Wei Ye asked the source of these articles, wanting to get more such articles.

Although He is not the god of culture, there are also culture and art in the realm of divine power, and He is full of love for literature and art. Since He has encountered wonderful articles and classic works, there is no reason for Him to let them go.

Sui Xiong thought about it and told him: "These articles are all from a civilization in another world. It is very complicated to explain them... I really can't explain them in detail."

"Then... can you teach me that language?" Weiye compromised, "It sounds like a very beautiful rhythm, I think it is worth learning."

Sui Xiong didn't mind, so he packed up the knowledge of Chinese Pinyin and passed it to Weiye.

As a god, Weiye has great power and wisdom. It only took him one or two minutes to fully understand and master Chinese Pinyin, but He still couldn't understand the article that Sui Xiong was reciting.

Oh, "Red Cliff Ode" has been recited, and what Sui Xiong is reciting now is "Snake Catcher's Story".

"A strange wild snake native to Yongzhou: black in texture and white in stripes, it will die if it touches vegetation; it bites people, and there is no way to control it..."

"Oscar, my friend, what you taught me cannot be used to understand the article you recited!" Veyer complained, "I still don't understand."

"No, my Mandarin is quite standard..." Sui Xiong said with a guilty conscience.

"I can understand every word, but I can't understand the meaning of each word!" Weier smiled bitterly, "I can now recite these articles like you. But they still mean something to me. They are words of vague meaning. My recitation is just like applying ink on a slate and rubbing it on white paper, but it actually does not help understanding at all.”

Sui Xiong rolled his eyes several times, hesitated again and again, and finally told him with embarrassment that the detailed explanation and specific content of these words involved too much knowledge, many of which were personal privacy and were inconvenient for everyone. Packed and delivered.

Wei Ye was not stubborn, he just sighed deeply.

"So, can I ask you about the stories behind these articles?" He asked, "If you think you can tell me, just tell me. If you can't, of course you don't have to tell me."

Sui Xiong immediately agreed, patting his chest, and then explained "Snake Catcher's Theory" to him.

"This article is actually used to criticize tyranny." He said, "The key sentence is, 'Who knows that the poison of taxation is more like a snake'..."

"Friend, I can understand that this article criticizes tyranny." Weyer said, "I understand it."

"...Then what do you want to ask?"

Weiye sighed and asked about some allusions and background settings that he couldn't understand one by one.

On the stage, the commentator, who had already finished reciting "Snake Catcher", hesitated for a moment and started reciting "The Charcoal Seller" again.

Sui Xiong was really not a good student back then. Although he had studied many classic poems and prose, when he wanted to recite them now, very few of them could really recite them all.

He is already a little troubled now. What if Levi and Sudelle fight for too long and he has memorized everything he can remember? What should he do?

Do you really want to learn the plot in "Lord of Destruction" and just find some books to read?

That would be too embarrassing! Even if his face is thicker than the city wall, he still feels that he can't hold it in his face!

Fortunately, things did not reach that point. An accident interrupted his explanation.

About the time he was carrying "Who are the two Pianpian cavalry coming? The messenger in yellow and white shirt.", a powerful aura suddenly rose in the south of the main plane, turned into five-color rays of light, and shot straight into the sky.

Following this, the source of the world cheered and agitated crazily.

"Someone has become a god!" At this moment, all the gods in the world felt it, and many gods exclaimed in surprise.

It is not a common thing for a mortal to become a god. On average, it is estimated that there is only one in a few hundred years. There are two people who have succeeded in becoming gods in a hundred years, which is considered a lot. But...it hasn't even been ten years since the last mortal became a god, and the god of knowledge was born!

"Could it be that... has it come to an era of turmoil and changes in destiny again?" Some veteran gods couldn't help but be secretly frightened.

Although it is not yet certain what the origin of the god-conferred person is, but just from the degree of vibration of the source power, you can feel that this person is definitely extraordinary!

Even if he hasn't become a god yet, he is still an extremely terrifying master!

And this kind of shock and vision naturally affects mortals. Including the two people who were fighting fiercely in the ring, all the mortals couldn't help but stop and look to the south in confusion.

At this moment, a high-level mage from the Mystic Tower Federation suddenly woke up and cheered loudly.

"It's Master Imia Lamperus! He has finally become a god!"

As if corresponding to this cheer, an old but calm voice sounded, echoing in thousands of worlds along with the agitation of source power.

"I am Ymia Lamperus, the founder and guardian of the Mystical Tower Federation, the seeker of the mysteries of magic, the highest and most powerful spellcaster. I am the protector and guide of all spellcasters, and I protect The essence of the mysteries of magic, the inheritance of magic, and the great wisdom.”

Upon hearing this, Wall's expression suddenly changed.

The fight is about to begin~