Just when everyone was amazed, Matt shook his body indifferently and looked at Zhao Wuling aside.

"This method seems to be specially designed for you."

Matt's vision is naturally much higher than Zhao Wuling's.

This kind of high-frequency, multi-angle continuous attack is too targeted at Zhao Wuling's Mingguang Holy Armor.

Zhao Wuling tilted his head, with a look of displeasure on his face.

"What do you want to say?"

"If it's to comfort me, there's no need. After this battle, I will concentrate on improving my strength to be worthy of the name given by the Lord of Light."

Zhao Wuling fought this battle in a frustrating manner.

The support of his attack was blocked in advance. Even the Holy Armor of Mingguang, which was used for self-protection, gradually showed signs of being broken through repeated tests by his opponent.

No matter how tough he was in Wuling, he could only accept the fact that his tactics had been seen through. If Matt hadn't intervened, he would have lost this battle.

Matt smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and slowly tightened it.

"The Lord of Light gave you a name, and also gave me this body. I just want to tell you that the Lord of Light has much higher expectations for you than I do."

"I also believe you can do it."

After making sure that his voice was clearly heard by these believers, Matt directly jumped into the air and took the initiative to attack.

Zhao Wuling was stunned for a moment, sighed helplessly, looked at Matt's back again, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Your words of comfort are quite good."

The believers in the Light Lord Branch Hall looked at Zhao Wuling who had fallen down, and hurriedly greeted him.

Based on what Matt said before, don’t they know what is going on?

Zhao Wuling is not weak at all, it's just because his methods are a little lacking and others see through and target him.

This person who was named by the Lord of Light knew that his methods were being seen through, but he still insisted on blocking the branch hall.

Worthy of their respect.

All the believers looked at Zhao Wuling expectantly, waiting for his instructions.

Zhao Wuling coughed lightly.

"The law enforcement team listened to the order and immediately prepared defensive equipment, accumulated the power of faith, and helped Matt deliver a fatal blow to the opponent."

"He has seen through my methods, and I have seen through his details."

Zhao Wuling's words immediately ignited the fighting will of the believers in the Lord of Light Branch Temple.

The eyes of each pair looking at Zhao Wuling gradually grew fiery.

They are just the most ordinary and insignificant members. If taken alone, they would not even have a chance to compete with this sacrifice.

Just one face-to-face meeting can tell the difference between victory and defeat, life and death.

But now, with the blessing of the Lord of Light, they have an opportunity to participate in the battle between the two sides.

A woman's expression was filled with unconfidence.

"Master Zhao, can we really do this?"

This sentence immediately caused these new believers to cast reproachful glances.

Is this okay?

If they don't make preparations now, will the shadow priest let them go?

Definitely not! Either way, they are destined to die. The key is to quickly find a way to survive before the Light Master branch gives up on them.

Zhao Wuling turned to look at the woman, smiled slightly, and came to her.

Before Zhao Wuling could speak, a man boldly stood in front of Zhao Wuling.

"Master Zhao, she is not good at words, please don't blame her, okay?

I will definitely teach her how to speak after today."

Zhao Wuling smiled casually, shook his head gently, and put his hand on the shoulders of the man and the woman.

There was a bit more softness in his tone.

"Do you still remember the teachings of Lord Light?"

Both of them were stunned for a moment. Of course they knew the teachings of the Lord of Light. That simple sentence was already known to everyone after two days of publicity in the Temple of the Lord of Light.

But now, Zhao Wuling mentioned it again, and their eyes were clearly full of expectations.

Zhao Wuling smiled faintly and let go of his hand.

"The Lord of Light once said that if you have light in your heart, you can become light."

"As long as you have faith and just help deal with this thing, what's the problem?"

"Three years ago, I was just a marginal character like you. I never thought that one day I would be able to protect the temple. I never thought that I would be able to gain your support with so many people surrounding me."

Respect."

Seeing Zhao Wuling's sincere eyes, the light in the woman's eyes lit up, and a strong power of faith spurted out from her body.

From this moment on, the Light Lord Temple also owns a part of her.

Metamorphosis.

Transform directly from a general believer to the most devout believer.

In other temples, this would be regarded as a once-in-a-hundred-year spectacle, but now it is happening one after another in the Light Lord Branch Hall.

After the power of faith poured into the Light Lord Branch Hall, not long after, a strong force emerged from the Light Pillar Branch Hall and enveloped the woman's body.

Silks of golden light flowed through her body, and her strength grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhao Wuling took a look and nodded slightly.

"On behalf of the Lord of Light, I welcome you to join us."

The believers in the branch hall are undergoing a qualitative transformation.

Matt naturally noticed what was going on here, and relied on his extremely brutal offensive methods to directly force the priest back several miles.

Suddenly, the priest launched a counterattack.

"I have seen through your methods! Suffer death!"

The black shadow suddenly shrank, and the round body moved with the thought of the sacrifice, and the body was rippling like water waves.

Zhao Wuling punched the sacrificer's body, but the fist did not hit the opponent's texture. Instead, it seemed to have hit a pool of mud! The fist completely sank into the sacrificer's soft body.

The priest saw this opportunity, and immediately pressed forward with two seemingly soft hands, hugging Matt.

Behind him, two huge and thick arms suddenly stretched out, and the arms smashed towards Matt's head.

"I told you to be arrogant in front of me!"

Matt was slightly shocked. Not only did this guy find a way to target Zhao Wuling, he also had a way to target him! His fist was deeply embedded in the sacrificial body's soft body, and it was as difficult as trying to pull it out.

The harder he exerted force, the more of the body of the sacrifice wrapped around his arm like mud, and the huge force squeezed the arm.

If this wasn't the top-grade ore Qin Yichen borrowed from Ares, the God of War, Matt's arm would have been crushed by now.

Boom! A muffled sound.

The priest laughed wildly.

"You guys who are not good at learning skills, you only know one and a half moves, but you dare to act arrogant in front of me."

“I really don’t know how to write the word death!”

"Today, I will give you a happy experience!"

The priest laughed crazily, waved his arm several times, and hit Matt's head.

When the third punch was about to hit, Matt suddenly raised his head, with a fierce light in his eyes.

"If you are like this, then don't blame me!"

Although there were no changes on his body, the entire Thundercloud Starfield seemed to be stained with a layer of grayish black.

In Matt's scarlet eyes, a murderous intent emerged.
Chapter completed!