Chapter 2633

The inheritor of the War God!

From the name, it seemed like a mediocre inheritor of the War God, but that was not the case. For example, pigs, but there were also Dragon Pigs, Treasure Beasts Pigs, and Chaos Pigs.

Legend has it that the black chicken also had the bloodline of the Phoenix, and everything in the world had its own wonders. Even the smallest life form had its own hidden and powerful side. For example, ants were considered to be ants, but they could lift an existence four hundred times their own weight.

This was just the most ordinary ant. What if it was an ant with a special bloodline?

The same was true for black chickens. Black chickens with high bloodlines had powerful abilities, and there were also some special black chickens, such as the Rainbow Black Chicken, a type of black chicken with a halo, the king of black chickens.

Qinchuan didn't know if this old man in front of him was the Rainbow Black Chicken War God's inheritance, but Qinchuan knew that this old man's strength was extremely terrifying. This was Qinchuan's intuition, an intuition of danger.

There weren't many times that Qinchuan could feel danger. His current strength was at the ninth level of the war god, which was already not bad. Even if he met a Divine King Realm, not everyone could make Qinchuan feel this kind of danger.

And the old man in front of him was definitely in the Divine King Realm.

As for whether he had surpassed the Divine King Realm or not, Qin Chuan did not feel it. From what he felt, his strength would not be suppressed by someone who surpassed the Divine King Realm by an entire realm. If he had really surpassed the Divine King Realm, it would definitely not be like this. Moreover, based on what he knew here, he had not or could not come into contact with existences that surpassed the Divine King Realm.

"Teacher!" Sima Haotian was a little excited when he saw the Black Chicken War God. He quickly walked forward, bowed, and kowtowed a few times.

Kowtowing was usually given to a direct elder, a master, or someone who had given them a new lease of life.

Sima Haotian was also a genius among geniuses, and he was also very powerful. If he called this old man teacher, it meant that he wasn't his master. Teacher and master were different.

Although they were both imparting things, the master could inherit everything, and the disciple could be said to be half a son or even a son of the master.

Teachers were relatively less important. For example, teachers in academies could teach many people for one year, three years, five years, and so on. In short, they would leave at the drop of a hat. They were less important than teachers and students.

Teachers would have their own disciples and disciples to inherit their legacy, but students couldn't.

The Wuji Wargod seemed to be very happy. He pulled Sima Haotian up and said, "Little Tian, it's been so many years since you left. I didn't expect you to come back. I told you that you would come back."

Qinchuan stood to the side. He did not know the story between the two of them, but he could feel that the old man did not treat Sima Haotian like an ordinary student. It was the same for Sima Haotian.

"Teacher, Ye Cang invited me to join the Black Tortoise Hall, but I rejected him." Sima Haotian didn't waste any time and went straight to the point.

The old man nodded, "I know. Since you didn't choose the Black Tortoise Hall, you must have joined the Main Hall."

"Teacher, do you have any suggestions?" Sima Haotian asked.

"I'm old. This world belongs to you youngsters. Hmm, who is this?" The old man seemed to have just noticed Qinchuan.

"Hello, old man. My name is Qinchuan." Qinchuan smiled and bowed.

"Good, good. Little Tian, you are a very good friend." The old man looked at Qinchuan, and his turbid eyes seemed to have become clear.

Sima Haotian naturally knew that Qinchuan wasn't ordinary. However, he was still a bit surprised to receive such an evaluation from his teacher. This was because he knew his teacher's character very well. He only had students and no disciples. Qinchuan was the first person his teacher said was very good.

(End of this chapter)