MTL - Back Off, Let Me Come-Chapter 745 : Transported to the "Hero" Is Not Free (Medium) [Seek

  Chapter 745 Chapter 745: Shipping to the "hero" is not free (middle) [seeking monthly ticket]

   Just, just lost like this?

  The failure of the first game frustrated the morale of the coalition forces.

  Seeing that Zheng Qiao changed to a newcomer in the second round, the familiar sense of frustration inevitably reappeared in his heart. According to the achievements of the generals in the past, what is there to fight now? If you can't win the next two games, it's better to start the battle now.

   There is a big difference between losing only one game and losing three games.

  Even if one game is saved in the middle, it is still two to one.

   It's just that no one dares to speak out.

   "This second game... who should be sent to fight?"

  Someone in the coalition army whispered. Guys, you look at me, I look at you, and finally look in the direction of Kang Shi and Gu Ren. Gu Ren's complexion was slightly dark, and Chao Lian behind him moved slightly sideways, blocking Shao Chong with his body.

  Kang Shi reacted more directly, he took half a step back! He did not avoid the eyes of his allies, but just smiled and said, "Why are you looking at Kang like this? My lord Shen Tang is not here at the moment, and Wei Yuanyuan was also taken away by her. If there is another person who will end up fighting , There are three strengths and two weaknesses, even the lack of a commander. The small family is not as solid as the big business of the Zhujun family, please forgive me."

   Among the allied forces, the most famous 15th-rank Shao Shangzao, Shao Chong from Gu Ren's side, Shen Tang, Wei Shou, and Chu Jie.

  Chu Jie descended from the sky in the battle of Chaoliguan, beheading the enemy general Qi Cang incarnate, with a strong sense of presence. It's just that no matter how strong it is, Kang Shi is not going to let him go. At this juncture, the Alliance Army still wants to hide its clumsiness, and it is too much to push others out as cannon fodder!

  As soon as this remark came out, who could not hear the dissatisfaction in Kang Shi's words?

   It's just that everyone has thick skins, so they can't see anything unusual, but Qian Yong laughed very shamelessly. Or is he too thin-skinned, and even an outsider is so ashamed for this group of people, how can these hypocrites and villains still act as if nothing happened?

  Qian Yong's tone seemed a bit gloating.

   "Fortunately, the one surnamed Shen is not here, otherwise there would be fun to watch."

  Shen Tang has done the feat of beating his allies in public.

   "The last general wants to go!"

  In the end, the generals under Huang Lie's tent came out to ease the embarrassment on the field. Seeing him coming out, Huang Lie relaxed a lot. This military general looked about forty years old, and his body shape did not look as strong and burly as ordinary martial arts warriors, but rather lean. The most important thing is his accent, he is obviously a scribble-looking man, but his accent has a bit of Wu Nong's soft tone.

  Huang Lie said: "So, I wish you a prosperous martial arts."

  The military commander cupped his fists to accept the order, turned around and flew towards the ice.

"This is another 15th-class youth! Could it be that the old man has been squatting in the bitter cold place of Yonggu Pass for a long time and can't keep up?" Old General Jiang stroked his beard and grinned loudly, "It stands to reason Well, it is impossible for someone whose strength has reached this level to not have a little reputation. How did Huang Lie recruit people?"

   Chu Jie said: "His accent."

  The accent is not from the Northwest.

   At this time, Lu Jue also joined the chat.

"The last general knows a little bit. I heard that he made great achievements in the south a few years ago. He became ambitious and wanted to do it alone. Who knew that he was not careful and got rumored, and the whole family was either killed or exiled. He himself Almost lost his life, escaped from the homeland with the help of a group of disciples, and then somehow met Leader Huang, who was kind to him."

  Old General Jiang asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

   Lu Juedao: "Of course I heard it."

  Life in the army is boring and cumbersome, and soldiers at the bottom also need some activities to pass the time, and they can't go out to have fun, so chatting and spreading gossip in private becomes the only choice. Even a person like Lu Jue who only knew about cultivation and military training was forced to listen a few times. Ordinary soldiers still have a natural yearning for the strong, and they naturally tend to become frequent visitors of gossip content.

  Shen Tang is strict in governing the army, allowing soldiers to have recreational activities, such as listening to books and literacy, but prohibiting them from talking about high-level generals, let alone leaking information about generals to third parties. Other forces are not so strict, and military discipline can even be called loose.

  Lv Jue was so bored that he went to inquire about news.

   It's not that he's gossiping, he just wants to know more about the strong.

   After chatting for a while, the second battle had already begun, and the movement of two bursts of martial energy caught the attention of Old General Jiang. He stopped chatting, turned his attention to the battlefield, looked at it for a while and said: "This game is stable."

   Lu Juedao: "Are we still going to lose?"

  Old General Jiang smiled and said, "No, I want to win."

  Lv Jue looked at the two rays of light that were fighting fiercely. The two collided violently, causing big pits to explode on the ice from time to time, and ice chips flying all over the sky. From a distance, they thought it was snow-white smoke. He sighed slightly annoyed, he didn't see the way at all.

  The level of strength between the two is obviously almost the same.

  Old General Jiang saw Lu Jue's depression in his eyes.

   smiled and said: "You want to know why?"

   Lu Jue asked: "I want to know."

  Old General Jiang said: "Guess."

   Lu Jue: "..."

   How else can I say that **** is still spicy?

  Old General Jiang made this judgment not based on the strength of the two players off the field, but because he firmly believed that Huang Lie would not let the coalition lose the second game. If they lose in the second round, Zheng Qiao's side will send the 16th-class student, and the coalition will lose all three rounds.

   Morale is so low, what a fart.

  The second fight lasted nearly half an hour longer than the first one, and the strength of the two was indeed very close, only between brothers. Zheng Qiao rested her cheeks on the back of her hand, looked bored, and yawned, "This is really boring..."

  Boom—

   One time they confronted Hung head-on, and Zheng Qiao's side really lost.

   Half of the sole of the foot was cut off abruptly.

   "Take your life—"

   Taking advantage of people's illnesses to kill people.

   Take advantage of the injury of the opponent and explode with all your strength to kill the person, so as to recover the morale blow caused by the first defeat. At the same time, he deterred other allies of the coalition forces, and stepped on Wu Xian by the way.

  Will the enemy general be captured and killed without a fight?

  Although his desire to survive exploded to the extreme and his own speed exploded to the fastest, he was still a little slower.

  Boom—

  A blade of light that was more eye-catching than the scorching sun broke through the rain curtain and tore apart the gloom. It was short-lived and fleeting.

   Poof!

   Something fell to the ground.

   The defeated general was extremely fast. When he thought he had escaped from the sky and recovered his life, he found that the surrounding altitude was wrong.

  He turned his head in bewilderment, the intestines dragging outside and the blood gushing out turned into a horrifying picture, breaking into his pupils, and the pain distorted his expression. Sweeping his gaze to the direction he came from, he vaguely saw a large pool of blood on the spot...

  He left the lower half of his body on the ice.

  The upper half of the body escaped back.

  This horrifying discovery made his face turn pale.

  The potholed ice surface gradually healed under the restoration of Wen Qi. The coalition forces were quiet for a moment, followed by the cheers of mountains and tsunamis, and the sound of war drums completely overwhelmed the other side. Zheng Qiao's eyes brightened slightly, as if she was pleasantly surprised: "It's interesting."

  He doesn't care about winning or losing at all.

  Zheng Qiao only cares about his endless enjoyment.

   Currently one win and one loss, a draw.

  Closing his eyes and resting his mind, Qi Cang opened his eyes, and he got up calmly and walked towards the river bank, step by step, like an ordinary person.

  The colleague who was only half of his body on the way paused slightly.

  Qi Cang lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes were indifferent.

   "Help, save me—"

  The pain distorted the general's facial features.

  He tried his best to stretch out his hands, firmly grasping Qi Cang's combat boots on one side, even if his fingers got stuck in the cold rivets on the combat boots, he refused to let go. Prompted by his desire to survive, he pleaded: "I beg General Qi to save the last general, the last general still doesn't want to die!"

   "The general doesn't want to die—"

   "Help me! Help me! Help—"

   There was no chance to spit out the last word, and it was replaced by a dull crack. Qi Cang looked at the exploding blood mass and distorted face under his feet, raised his foot and kicked his crushed brain aside. The movements were natural and smooth, as if what he crushed wasn't the cap of his colleague, and what he kicked away wasn't half of his opponent's body, but a piece of garbage blocking his way forward.

  Qi Cang said indifferently: "The incompetent thing."

   This weird scene successfully made the other side dumbfounded.

  Old General Jiang was so shocked that he pulled a handful of beards off. He couldn't hold back a word for a long time, and some people rubbed their eyes, for fear that this scene was just their own eyesight. However, no matter how much they rubbed their eyes, there was no slight change in the scene in front of them.

  The loser in the second game was really crushed by his colleagues.

  This, this is the 15th class young master!

   After losing the war, they were treated like this?

  As the fright receded, a chill came to my heart.

  No matter how ruthless they are, the two armies will not be able to do this before the battle.

Da da da…

  Accompanied by the sound of rhythmic steps, Qi Cang stood still on the river, his eyes swept over the general Huang Lie who was still on the river.

   Frown, raise your hand, and slap.

   Immediately, a scene that no one expected occurred.

  A giant palm phantom dozens of feet long appeared out of thin air, fanning away the generals on the field as if to repel flies. The latter stood there in a daze, not dodging or avoiding, and suffered this forcefully. The speed was so fast that even the armor was heated from friction.

  Finally landed on the opposite bank, smashing a half-foot-deep pit.

  Qi Cang said: "Nobody waits, get out!"

   This one-handed operation made the alliance army completely silent.

  Qi Cang snorted coldly: "Whoever you want, come and die."

   His patience is running out.

  Raising his hand, a long, pitch-black sword was formed. The tip of the sword fell to the ground. He folded his hands on the hilt, and his eyes swept across the alliance army. He paused slightly at a certain position.

   Tsk, I discovered it by accident.

   It seems that this battle is not very boring.

   "Tenth, Sixteenth, etc. -"

   Before the alliance army had time to taste the joy of winning a game, it was pushed into the bottom by Qi Cang's one-handed operation. They had felt Jiang Ao's power before, and thought that the 16th class was the same. Strong is strong, but not too strong to kill.

  Old General Jiang complained in a low voice: "That General Wei is honest, Jiang Qianshen is indeed a back door!"

  Ghost knows that they are also made by the 16th class, the difference between the two is so - so big! Jiang Ao, he is cheating!

   "No wonder Shen Jun cut off his head."

  Others also complained in their hearts that Jiang Ao was harmful. Then he thought about the death of this big parallel importer, and his anger subsided a little.

   Everyone's faces were a bit more bitter than Huang Lian's.

   "Mr. Huang, what should I do now..."

   “…send who to fight?”

   "That's the 16th National Congress of the Communist Party of China. Isn't it the result of whoever is sent to fight? Alas, the tyrant Zheng Qiao holds the background of Geng and Xin in his hands. We really underestimate the enemy..."

   "Could it be that the third round will be surrendered without a fight?"

  It is one thing to fight but not lose, but another thing to admit defeat without fighting.

  One person asked: "Then what can you do?"

  According to Qi Cang Xiaolu's point of view just now, if the person who played was not the pinnacle of the 15th grade young master, he might not be able to escape. Or is it that the third game is just bad, and just send someone up to die? The question is who is willing to go up to die.

  Everyone, you talk to me.

  Huang Lie's hanging hands clenched tightly into fists.

  Wu Xian also sighed and closed his eyes.

  He didn't want to send his baby to die in vain.

  The black-clothed warrior beside Huang Lie took a step forward and asked for a fight: "My lord, you might as well let the last general have a try in this round."

  Huang Lie looked at the Xuanyi warrior, undecided.

  Everyone's eyes were all focused on this unremarkable warrior, they had no impression of him, the only impression was that he always followed Huang Lie. There is no fluctuation of martial energy around him, at first glance he looks like an ordinary man.

  Wu Xian suddenly opened his eyes, seeing that the person who came out to ask for the battle was a warrior in black clothes, his tense heartstrings relaxed slightly.

  He has been on guard against this person for a long time, but he has never been able to find out the details of the other party. He just took this opportunity to take a good look at this person's ability.

   Gu Ren and Wu Xian have similar ideas.

  They all agreed that this person was most likely to be the trump card that Huang Lie had been hiding all along, and his importance might even surpass the heavy shield warrior under Huang Lie's tent. Not everyone has the vision of these two people. Seeing that Huang Lie's personal guards came out, he said without winking: "Although it is Huang Lie's personal guards, fighting generals is no joke. This round is related to the morale of the coalition forces..."

  The Xuanyi warrior ignored the yin and yang people.

  Still maintaining the posture of asking for a fight.

  Huang Lie was being roasted on the fire at the moment, and the coalition forces really couldn't escape, so they prepared to accept the Xuanyi warrior in desperation.

  Unexpectedly, Qi Cang suddenly went crazy and laughed.

  The sound of laughter was like ripples, sweeping towards the river bank of the coalition army in circles, and the soldiers who heard it covered their ears in pain.

   "Blood! It's blood!"

  The soldiers at the front found their palms warm and sticky.

   Putting it down and looking at it, it was dazzling red.

  As the soldiers defended one after another, the situation got better.

  Qi Cang said: "It's just in time!"

  At this time, the Xuanyi warrior also seemed to feel something, his eyes fell in a certain direction, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

  Huang Lie asked him softly: "What happened?"

   Xuanyi warrior: "Someone is here."

  Huang Lie was about to ask who was coming, when he saw a dark green light group dragging its tail across the sky, and the direction was them!

  Before he understood the situation, Qi Cang left in the air.

   burst into the mouth and shouted: "Looking for death!"

   With a punch that filled the sky with martial aura, he rushed towards the person who came.

  Boom boom boom—

  The two collided head-on in mid-air, and the burst of air waves cut off the surrounding rainwater, forming a vacuum zone. The hurricane from top to bottom rushed towards the soldiers and horses on both sides of the strait. Fortunately, both sides were prepared, and immediately erected various barrier defenses.

   In this way, the embarrassment of being turned on one's back is avoided.

  After the light dissipated, a person was vaguely visible standing in midair.

  Kang Shi blinked, inexplicably feeling that this person was familiar.

  Tu Rong was blinded for a moment, and then shouted.

   "Gongxiqiu!"

  The visitor is condescending and with his hips akimbo.

   "Your family is looking for death!"

   ヽ(ー_ー)ノ

  (end of this chapter)