The Strongest War God - Chapter 1088

Chapter 1088: The Departure of the Representatives

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“Brother, where’s the vitality in your body?” Frediano Jadanza asked in surprise when she saw Braydon Neal.

Westley Hader and the others were also alarmed.

They could feel that Braydon’s vitality was not even comparable to a low-level pinnacle.

This kind of aura fluctuation was like a martial artist who had just become a pinnacle.

Jonah Shaw’s eyes were filled with bewilderment. Clearly, he couldn’t see through Braydon’s condition.

Where did the vitality that he had painstakingly cultivated go?

Braydon stood in the courtyard with his hands behind his back. He said softly, “My bloodline has awakened for the second time. Something has happened. I’m not sure yet.”

“You’ve formed a red lotus?”

Beckett Neal appeared in a flash.

“Senior Beckett!” Jonah and the others bowed.

“Great-grandfather!”

Braydon looked at Beckett.

Beckett raised his hand and pointed at Braydon’s glabella. The blurry refinement of the 100,000 Na vitality was faintly red. It did not even form the shape of a true lotus.

“What’s this?” Colton Jansky asked curiously.

“Can it be eaten?”

Luke Yates stared at the top of Braydon’s head, feeling a little curious.

Perhaps only Beckett could answer this question.

Beckett’s expression became more serious. “The Jansky bloodline gathers the three flowers; the Neal bloodline stands alone in the human world.”

Both bloodlines had their own uniqueness.

“Three flowers gathering at the top is referring to the three red lotuses?” Braydon asked softly.

“That’s right. If you can cultivate all three red lotuses to the great success stage, you can cultivate three million more Na of vitality than your peers at the pinnacle realm. You can challenge an emperor with the strength of a supreme pinnacle.”

Beckett told him how terrifying Braydon’s bloodline was.

It was still the pinnacle realm, but he could cultivate three million Na of vitality more than other pinnacle martial artists.

It was more than twice as high as others.

Going against an emperor realm martial artist as a supreme pinnacle meant that his innate foundation was above his peers.

“You cultivate the Great Void of Kylo Art internally,” Beckett said. “The speed at which you accumulate your vitality far surpasses that of an outsider. Therefore, the vitality required to condense three red lotuses is not difficult for you at all.”

“After the second awakening of my bloodline, the Great Void of Kylo Art has shown signs of breaking through to the fifth level.”

Braydon revealed an even more shocking fact.

Practicing the Great Void of Kylo Art required extremely heaven-defying martial arts talent.

One could see how terrifying Braydon was.

“What is the bloodline of the Neal family?” Braydon suddenly asked.

“You and Skylar will know in the future.”

“The bloodline has helped the Neal family, but it has also become our shackles,” Beckett said faintly.

These words made Braydon fall into deep thought.

His bloodline had already awakened twice. All signs indicated that the power belonging to the Neal family bloodline had not awakened.

Braydon would have his third bloodline awakening.

Including Skylar Neal, there would definitely be a second awakening of his bloodline.

Juneau Haines walked over. His face was still a little pale. The previous battle with Stein Melton had damaged his spirit. At this moment, he said, “The characteristic of bloodline martial artists is that after their bloodline awakens, their vitality and strength will grow by inheritance.”

However, this did not happen to Braydon and Skylar.

His bloodline had awakened, and both of them had increased his martial arts talent. However, it was not the Neal family bloodline.

“That’s just a normal bloodline martial artist,” Beckett said calmly. “After awakening their bloodline, their strength will increase rapidly for a short period of time. After that, they’ll be no different from normal martial artists.”

How could ordinary bloodline martial artists be compared to the Jansky family and the Neal family?

Juneau nodded thoughtfully.

His vitality could increase at any time.

However, if one’s martial arts talent was innate, it would be extremely difficult to progress any further after that.

“What’s the situation at the Martial Artist Summit?” Braydon looked at Westley Hader and asked softly.

“It has become a battle of the pinnacles. If supreme pinnacles do not battle, sovereign pinnacles reign supreme. So far, there are nine sovereign pinnacles, thirteen inimitable pinnacles, thirty-nine ascendant pinnacles, and more than a hundred eminent pinnacles.”

Westley illustrated how terrifying the young martial artists of this era were.

In the Martial Artist Summit’s youth group, there were dozens of sovereign pinnacles and inimitable pinnacles.

Without exception, they all had great backgrounds.

Frediano explained, “Most of the eminent pinnacles are the heirs of the aristocratic families. They are also the heirs of the powerful families. Behind them, there is a powerful family helping them with their cultivation.

“As for the thirty-nine ascendant pinnacles, they are all the top disciples of the major sects.

“More than 70% of the people at the inimitable and sovereign pinnacle realm have unknown origins. The hidden agents aren’t able to find information about them.”

Frediano told him about the current situation of the Martial Artist Summit.

“More than half of them cannot be used by the Northern Army,” Jonah said softly.

As soon as he finished speaking.

A trace of killing intent appeared in the eyes of Harvey Lay and the others.

Braydon raised his hand slightly and said calmly, “Let them be. If they can’t be used by the Northern Army, then forget it. These people can stand out in the Global Martial Artist Summit. They are qualified to enter the South Pole.”

There were many ruins in the South Pole that were left behind by their ancestors.

The things in those ruins were left behind by their ancestors.

Instead of falling into the hands of outsiders, it was better to let these people fight for them.

After all, they were the descendants of Hansworth!

Unknowingly, Braydon’s state of mind had changed.

With the arrival of the golden age of martial arts, more and more martial arts geniuses would emerge.

Could all those who did not submit to the Northern Army be exterminated?

In that case, it would be equivalent to making an enemy of the entire martial arts world.

For the next two days, Braydon lived in seclusion in the Garrison Courtyard, condensing purple Qi and cultivating vitality.

Due to the existence of the lotus flower above his head, it meant that if Braydon wanted to walk to the supreme pinnacle realm, he would have to cultivate three million Na of vitality more than others.

This was a terrifying number.

If it were any other pinnacles, they would probably have already given up hope.

But Braydon was different!

Early in the morning.

July 1st.

The birthday of the Northern King was approaching.

Braydon’s birthday was on the 15th of July.

Last year was Braydon’s coronation ceremony, and now he was about to turn twenty-one.

In just a short year, many things had happened.

At the same time, outside the capital city, the Martial Artist Summit had already ended. The rankings of all the participating martial artists had already been listed.

Among the hundreds of thousands of martial artists, the most outstanding 1,000 genius martial artists were selected.

Among them, there were 50 people in the youth group.

The middle-aged group consisted of 50 people.

The youth group had 900 people.

Of the 1,000 spots, the youth group occupied 90%.

It was a terrifying ratio.

However, it was unavoidable. There were too many geniuses in the youth group.

The weaker eminent pinnacles couldn’t even enter the top 100.

The lineup of the youth group was almost all pinnacle martial artists.

The most outstanding of the thousand people were all waiting outside the capital’s city gates.

Today, they would set off for the Alpha Empire to participate in the Global Martial Artist Summit.

Each of them represented Hansworth.

A thousand people were waiting.

Braydon, dressed in the Black Dragon Guardian Robe, led the elites of the Northern Army on the red carpet to the south gate of the capital.

“Greetings, Your Highness!” All the contestants took a step back, cupped their fists, and bowed.