"Well, Lord! Come out! I have something to say!" The fat man stood proudly outside the door of the hut and shouted to the sky.
After waiting for a long time and receiving no reply, Mr. Mai was hesitating when he heard the roar of thunder above his head.
"Come on, come on! Who can stand this kind of battle all the time?!" The fat man looked calm on the surface, but in fact he had cramps in his calves and was scared to death.
Since his debut, although his time is still short, he has experienced many big scenes, and even top-level injection masters have seen a few.
But now, Mr. Mai, who has never been timid and has always been indifferent to the so-called powerful momentum, felt what "coercion" means for the first time.
Breathing is not smooth, heart is beating wildly, soul is shocked, whole body is shaking...
Indeed, what he is facing now is a higher-level existence, a powerful existence that he never knew about before, or even thought about.
"It seems that it was a mistake to choose to negotiate outside. No wonder Nana asked me to stay in the room and chat with the other party! Oops! Misstep!" The fat man felt regretful in his heart. He didn't want to go back and lose face in front of the woman, so he had to force himself.
support.
Only now did he gradually understand what that humble cabin meant.
It is a safe haven and a comfortable home, but it is under pressure from heaven and earth.
The thunder roared endlessly, mixed with lightning, the wind howled fiercely, causing snowflakes to fly, and the earth became harder and harder than iron, leaving no room for the fat man to retreat.
"Go back!" This thought came to his mind secretly.
"Boss, if that doesn't work, let's retreat! Brothers can't hold on any longer!" Fire King's voice came quietly, his tone full of fear and shrinking.
Even this guy who is not afraid of heaven and earth said this, which shows how bad the situation at the scene is.
You can enter the house by taking three steps back. This is the distance that Nana has repeatedly reminded Fatty to pay attention to.
However, these three steps, for the fat man, mean crossing a heart gate.
It is also the bottom line for how to choose when encountering oppression.
Standing outside the line, you can endure, you can maneuver, you can resist, you can even open up the world...
And once you retreat beyond this line, the only thing that will happen next is to retreat again and again.
He knew this very well.
The coercion has not diminished at all, but has a tendency to increase. The hateful master seems to be in no hurry to speak, but is quite happy to see how the poor injection master in front of him will collapse.
Under the tremendous pressure, Fatty felt that his bones were almost being squeezed out. "Get out!" He shouted to the Fire King in his heart with all his strength.
He originally planned to roar, but now he can't even breathe, so how can he make a sound?!
Even so, the word "go" also caused Fatty's mental defense to loosen for an instant.
"Hmm..." With a groan, he involuntarily took a step back and withdrew.
Suddenly, the pressure suddenly decreased, and an unprecedented sense of relaxation spread throughout the fat man's body.
"Ouch, so..." Unexpectedly, before he finished his moan of pleasure, the pressure hit him again, even worse than before.
The fat man subconsciously wanted to take another step back, but he stood firm in place.
He finally understood what the master wanted to see.
"We must not let this bastard get his way!" The fat man hugged the only remaining thought in his mind and remained unmoved.
The pressure then skyrocketed.
Mr. Mai seemed to hear the sound of his own bones rubbing together.
"Damn! This is much harder than my second brother!" He felt dizzy from the pain, and suddenly remembered the scene when he and Nathan were competing for grip strength.
The fat man at that time was not even an injection master, but after enduring the pain of almost shattering his hand bones, he forced the opponent to use injection power and thus won.
"Bah! It's more powerful than when you swallow poison elements!" He recalled the scene when the master forced him to drink the disgusting mucus made from Ruyi Poison Silk.
At that time, Mr. Mai was on the verge of life and death, almost exploding to death. However, it was precisely because of this opportunity that he synthesized a new elemental energy and finally created the Hunling.
beads.
Fatty desperately recalled these glorious past events, hoping to get some comfort.
"It seems that the more sins you suffer, the more rewards you will get! If you can survive this time, you may have greater gains!" While comforting himself, he stubbornly took another step forward.
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As a result, Mr. Mai immediately received the reward.
The pressure goes from the outside to the inside, directly into the organs.
"Ouch!" He spit out a mouthful of bitter water.
The poor fat man had worked so hard so far that he had already digested his lunch and had nothing to vomit.
"You're cruel!" The fat man couldn't help but get furious when he remembered that even if he was crushed, he would still be a corpse with an empty stomach.
"I admit that in your eyes, I am just an ant, but you have to compete with a small insect, which is not a good thing! What kind of master, bullshit!" He couldn't make a sound, he could only curse in his heart.
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Although the scolding was satisfying, the pressure did not lessen at all.
The fat man's consciousness began to blur. He knew that he might collapse at any time, either mentally or physically.
At this time, even if he wanted to retreat into the house, he could no longer do so. His legs and feet completely lost consciousness the moment he took a step back.
"Hey! You will not live for your own sin! I am still too careless and take myself too seriously! No matter how strong the ant is, it is still an ant after all!" The fat man began to think about his last words.
Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through Mr. Mai's mind.
If an ant really stood here, would it also feel this pressure?
That kind of existence, which is almost the smallest in the world, and is ignored by everyone, how will it react under such pressure?
Probably no response!
Is it because it is too small and inconspicuous that it can ignore the huge pressure?
The violent storms and landslides are scary enough, right?
But the giant trees were uprooted and their branches and leaves were destroyed, but the ants were able to survive unharmed and continue to survive on the ruins, right?
No matter how hard the stone is, it may turn into powder, but once it becomes powder, who can do anything to it?
Also, when Xuansi resists powerful attacks, it seems that there is no head-to-head confrontation. It is soft and has no strength, but it can tie up a tyrannical bastard like Tu Lingzhu like a rice dumpling, right?
A series of sparks flashed across his mind in an instant, and Fatty's heart was filled with happiness. Although he hadn't fully understood it yet, he had some kind of understanding.
"You can't hide anyway! Then try not paying attention at all! I'm just a piece of loose sand now, like an ant!" He made up his mind with the last trace of his clarity and did what he said.
"Huh...!" Like a wisp of slightly cold morning wind, the pressure chilled Master Mai who suddenly relaxed his whole body.
The young master shivered with excitement, but the pressure disappeared without a trace at this moment.
"Plop!" The fat man sat down on the ground, feeling no pain anywhere on his body, but at the same time, an unprecedented sense of transparency spread to every inch of his skin and blood.
"Eh?!" The rolling thunder suddenly stopped, and an exclamation came from the cloud-shrouded sky.
"You are cheating, I want to complain!" The fat man simply lay down on his back, gasping and shouting.
"Huh?" a questioning voice sounded.
"Isn't that right? You said one of us must die, and now we have decided to let the woman die, but you almost killed me! If I die, wouldn't we both die? This
Unfair!" Fatty complained angrily.
"Yeah! That makes sense! But aren't you alive?" the voice said floatingly, with a tone full of joking.
"It's a close call anyway! Also, since it's a game, there should be clear rules and rewards and punishments for winning and losing! You only said that we will kill the bear if we lose, but didn't say anything else. What does this mean?" Fatty continued.
He broke off and said.
"Tch! How hypocritical! What else can I say? I mean..." Before the voice could finish, the fat man interrupted: "As the master of all things, you should naturally be the embodiment of fairness and justice. Then
You have already chosen your reward after winning, do you still need to decide the rules of the game?"
"Hahahaha!" The voice laughed with great disdain for a while, and then said: "Funny words! How can you understand the master's thoughts... However, it seems that you have an idea about the rules of the game! You might as well tell me, let me
I'm happy!"
"Hahahaha! Then I'm welcome!" The fat man was so happy when he saw the other party falling into the trap, he forgot about the pain and started laughing.