AWB Chapter 282: In Daxia, the Gods Stop 33
Chapter 282: In Daxia, the Gods Stop 33
"The best strategy is to attack the enemy's mind. You don't have to kill him. If he still refuses to obey, just beat him into submission."
He killed two descendants of gods in a row and established his prestige.
"Yes." Except for the little monk who was regulating his breathing and Yufeng, the others who had not yet fought all agreed and were eager to try.
If used well, they will become the helper and ally of Daxia. If not? Oh, if you kill a few of them, they will behave themselves! We can't let them fight the gods head-on! We still need thugs. The scene will be very exciting at that time, like a child beating his father.
The media present all turned their cameras to the sunshade of the Weilan Kingdom, which had been defeated twice. For a moment, Tingni seemed calm, but her eyes were gloomy. It seemed that Daxia already knew who the members of the Divine Organization were! She would not think that it was a random selection!
"Our opponents are veterans of hundreds of battles, while we have only just awakened. Our combat experience may not be as sufficient as theirs, but the power we possess is far beyond what they can achieve through their own training!"
"It's okay to fail twice, but three times is a sure thing." Ting Ni's hands turned pale as she held the water cup. She was obviously not as calm as she said. "The next one is the most important battle!"
"We need a victory. Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable. You don't want to become powerless and need protection again, right?"
The descendants of gods lowered their eyes and listened to Tingni's words. They gradually regained some calmness and looked at the Daxia camp, and they were ready to fight again! They are all level 4! How can they not beat level 3? !
Ting Ni let out a breath. If she went down now, they would definitely lose. There were only eight people on the opposite side who had reached the fourth level, and she had twice as many people. She couldn't fight at the third level and still lose!
"You go in the next battle, Sui Yan, descendant of the God of War." Ting Ni looked at the well-behaved red-haired girl on the left and gave the order.
The first two people who volunteered were unreliable. When Tingni nominated someone for the first time, it was obvious that he was very clear about the red-haired girl's ability.
"I will let him know the power that the descendants of gods should master!"
He stomped the ground with his left foot, like a human-shaped Tyrannosaurus Rex, and instantly appeared on the cleaned battlefield.
A goddess in red armor appeared behind him. She was the goddess of war that was famous in the world. She held a spear in her hand. A scorching hot breath rose into the sky and the aura of murderous intent spread. Everyone seemed to see a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"Come on! Fight!" The girl standing in the air held up by flames was not stunningly beautiful, but at this moment she was like the goddess of war. Her whole body was sacred and majestic, and extremely beautiful.
"I'm going to meet her. Which one is stronger, water or fire?" Ding Junhui jumped down from the wooden kite, with mist rising behind him.
"You are my opponent," his eyes flashed with a hint of amusement, "You'd better admit defeat as soon as possible, otherwise it will be bad if you get bruised in the face."
"?" Ting Ni's eyes went dark when he heard this. Shit, this guy must be a love-brained nymphomaniac, right? For a moment, he was more convinced that Da Xia had a very accurate grasp of their information!
"I don't have the habit of not beating women." Ding Junhui narrowed his eyes, and the shimmering light in his eyes made him look like a banished immortal descending to the world.
The water color was endless, rendering the entire sky the blue of the ocean, turning the world into a prison. This was what he learned when fighting the blood demon! He would be the king until the water ran out!
"Hey, let's talk it over," Sui Yan laughed, still wondering whether she should give in to him. What if he cries?
The consequence of underestimating the enemy was that he was imprisoned in a prison cell as soon as he met him. The blood in his body dyed the entire water-colored prison red, and the lack of oxygen and suffocation made his entire face turn blue.
His arms struggled frantically in the water. The water, which seemed soft and harmless in the past, was actually flexible and invisible.
"Sui Yan, as a descendant of God, you have great power, but how to use it and how to become stronger is not taught to you in your inherited memory," Ding Junhui said with a smile on his face and a gentle voice, "How about submitting to Daxia and serving Daxia?"
“From now on, I will fight for Daxia and risk my life for Daxia,” Ding Junhui hadn’t finished speaking when Sui Yan’s eyelids moved.
"Fight for Daxia? Give me a kiss?" His eyes were full of excitement. It was rare to meet someone who was so to his liking.
"Then it would be faster for me to kill you, what do you think?" Ding Junhui smiled wryly and hooked his fingertips lightly.
"Ahem, I surrender, I surrender." Damn, she was just talking? Did she take it seriously? Her eyes were filled with resentment.
"Remember to come find me in Daxia, okay?" His tone was dangerous.
"Okay." Sui Yan touched his neck and climbed up from the ground with difficulty. Damn it, he felt like death was right in front of him!
Ding Junhui smiled with satisfaction and stepped on the wooden kite.
"Is this the power of the descendants of God?" The audience watching the live broadcast couldn't help laughing, is he going to deliver food? ? ?
"What's going on? The slogans are loud and clear, but why are they like that when they meet Da Xia? Are they crazy about it???"
The hot-tempered people of Weilan Country have already started to curse. Could it be that they have never seen anyone good before? ? ?
"Ahem," the presenters from various media outlets tried hard to make up for it, but then looked at each other, as if there seemed to be nothing to make up.
"As you can see, Daxia has won three games without losing a single one, while the Divine Race has lost three games in a row. I don't think I have much expectation for the next results, so you can continue to watch."
Ding Junhui, who returned to the Daxia camp, suddenly blushed when he was being watched. Isn't this what Lao Bai said about attacking the heart first? What's wrong with that?
"The boss told you to attack people's hearts, not to hook up with them?" His tone was slightly sour. Does being good-looking give you any privileges? ? ?
"Just say it's done or not?" Ding Junhui's face darkened.
“Actually, it should be okay to beat them until they call me daddy.” Xu Nuo touched his chin, with a fierce look in his eyes.
"You did a good job," Bai Ranyou smiled coldly, "but I'll beat you into submission next time. As for you selling your body?"
"Tsk, who cares what moves he uses? Just win as soon as possible!" Ding Junhui's smile disappeared and his face became stern.
"That's right, once the goal is achieved, the means are not important." Bai Ranyou narrowed his eyes, "Quick, ruthless and accurate is the principle!"
"Submit?" Xu Qingshu said slowly, "I'll play next round. Confucianism likes to teach people how to kneel beautifully."
He's already getting a little impatient.
Ting Ni was furious in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. She was in a very good state. She just turned around and spoke seriously and solemnly.
"There is an old saying in Daxia that failure is the mother of success. As long as we are strong enough and win enough, we can still prove our strength and prove that the descendants of gods are stronger than humans."
But she glared at Sui Yan fiercely. She would rather Sui Yan die in the battle than see her kneel down.
"In the first three battles, the descendants of the gods sent out their troops first. Next, it should be Daxia's turn to send out their troops first, right?"
The voice rolled with the force of thunder towards the people of Daxia standing in the air. Although the distance was far, everyone could hear it clearly. It was said in a tactful way, making people think that it was a pre-planned discussion.
"Hmm?" Bai Ranyou looked at Tingni coldly. Did he think they were taking advantage? Suddenly he smiled, "Okay."
"Then let us send out our people first this time, so that people don't think that Daxia can't afford to play." He turned to look at Xu Qingshu.
"Go ahead, the next battlefield belongs to you."
"I'm going too." Xu Qingshu chuckled.
He is gentle and refined, and his Chinese robe makes him look even more handsome. He bows to all directions and is very polite.
"Daxia, Confucianism, Xu Qingshu, please teach me."