Wang Zhihu subconsciously objected: "Shouldn't everyone discuss it carefully?"
Yun Wuhen had no expression on his face and remained silent.
Lin Beichen glanced at Priest Xiangyan and said, "There seems to be no restriction in the rules on educating disobedient team members?"
Priest Xiangyan was startled: "It seems not."
"Oh, that's easy to handle."
Lin Beichen walked forward and said, "Smile, beat him."
"Okay...ok...ok."
Fat Hu, who had been following Lin Beichen, slowly turned around, and amid the astonished expressions of Yun Wuhen and others, he slapped Wang Zhihu on the face with a big slap like a cattail leaf fan.
Bang.
Wang Zhihu didn't have the slightest chance to react. His head tilted and he was thrown hundreds of meters away like a cannonball. He turned 3,600 degrees in the air and backflip 720 degrees, and plunged into the sky.
Inside the sand...
The direction of flight was exactly the direction Lin Beichen was walking.
Moreover, Fat Tiger's mastery of power reaches the pinnacle in seconds.
This slap sent the person flying away, but it did not really injure Wang Zhihu.
As a result, Wang Zhihu climbed up from the yellow sand. Apart from his swollen face and dizziness, he was not as miserable as he looked.
Not very harmful.
Extremely insulting.
"You idiot, how dare you hit me?"
Wang Zhihu was shaking with anger and rushed over quickly.
Snapped.
Then he was kicked out again.
The interval should not exceed three breaths.
Repeat this.
Four times in total.
Wang Zhihu was sent flying for a total of one kilometer.
At this time, not only Wang Zhihu himself, but also Yun Wuhen and others could see that this fool was stronger than they imagined.
At least this kind of physical strength and control of power are beyond their reach.
Yun Wuhen regretted it endlessly and secretly thought that he had made a mistake.
Why didn't I see before that this fat fool turned out to be such a terrifying character?
"Team leader, please say something."
Yun Wuhen looked at Priest Xiangyan.
The latter said without hesitation: "Do as he says."
"OK."
Yun Wuhen immediately agreed: "We will listen to the team leader."
It's a pity that the team leader listened to that little bastard.
Anyway, it's just a way to get off the donkey, there are steps, so everyone's faces won't be too ugly.
As a result, Lin Beichen turned his head without hesitation and taunted, saying: "Thief Sun, if you have the guts, don't be a coward."
Yun Wuhen was so angry that he almost died on the spot.
This little bastard took advantage and behaved well.
However, don't be complacent for too long.
Yuan Wuhen's eyes were caught by the giant space backpack and Fat Hu following Lin Beichen, and he was thinking about how to win over this fool again.
What a fool.
It should be easy to kidnap.
When the fool becomes a member of his own camp, see how arrogant this little bastard can still be.
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The group of people stepped on the yellow sand and walked forward quickly.
After about one stick of incense time.
"Here, dig."
Lin Beichen pointed to an unremarkable sand dune road.
Yun Wuhen and others didn't realize what it meant.
Priest Xiangyan was also slightly startled.
What to dig?
Just as he was doubting, Fat Tiger immediately understood what Lin Beichen meant. Without any hesitation, he bent down and raised his buttocks. His two big palm-like hands were like rotating flywheels, directly on the sand dune.
The planing started.
The yellow sand was blown more than fifty meters away from his crotch.
Sand and soil are flying.
The posture of digging in the sand is like a dog digging a hole.
Very indecent.
In less than five breaths, Fat Tiger dug out half of the sand dune, down five to six meters...
"Pfft, this is a fool."
Wanyuan laughed.
But the next moment, he was slapped hard and mercilessly in the face.
"Looking for...looking for...found..."
Fat Tiger stammered and straightened up.
In his hand, he held a red humanoid statue with a vague face and the size of a palm.
"Mission Idol?"
Yun Wuhen let out an incredible exclamation.
In an instant, all eyes were focused on the statue in Fat Tiger's hand.
Absolutely right.
This is the first stage mission statue.
Is this... so easy to find?
"show me."
Lin Beichen stretched out his hand.
In an instant, seven or eight eyes looked at Fat Tiger's face again.
Will you refuse?
It's impossible to agree to it.
Don't lie. This kind of rare mission item is too hard to find. Who would give it to others easily?
Wan Yuan, Wang Zhihu and others roared crazily and silently in their hearts.
But the next moment, Fat Tiger handed over the statue without hesitation.
Lin Beichen's hands sank.
Very heavy.
Like a hill.
The dark red color is like a blood clot that has dried for countless years. The surface is smooth and does not stick to sand. The carved lines are very ordinary, as if they are the work of roadside craftsmen.
The whole body is in human shape, wearing armor, face is blurred, and there are no weapons on the whole body.
Infused with divine power, there was no response.
The only feature is that it is hard enough.
"This thing can probably only be used to hit people, right?"
Lin Beichen shook the 'Mission Statue' in his hand, then threw it to Priest Xiangyan and said, "Take a look?"
The corners of Xiangyan Priest's mouth drew an elegant and beautiful arc.
He held the statue in his hand, observed it for a moment, and handed it back to Lin Beichen with a smile.
"I'll take a look too."
Yun Wuhen suddenly said.
"Are you worthy? Go away and play with eggs."
Lin Beichen refused without hesitation and handed the statue back to Fat Hu.
the latter
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It was placed in the space backpack very skillfully.
"We are all teammates, show us what's wrong?" Wang Zhihu said loudly: "Are you too stingy? If you take a look, you will lose a piece of flesh? Don't think..."
"beat."
Lin Beichen said.
Fat Tiger said "oh", understood instantly, and waved his palm like a cattail leaf fan.
Snapped.
Wang Zhihu flew more than 100 meters for the third time and plunged into the yellow sand, with his butt exposed...
"Wrong direction."
Lin Beichen waved his hand and pointed in the opposite direction and said: "Over there."
"Okay...ok...ok."
The fat tiger ran as nimbly as a desert giant lizard. He pulled out a piece of yarn and rushed over like lightning. Wang Zhihu, who had just pulled himself out of the sand, slapped Wang Zhihu again in the direction pointed by Lin Beichen.
BIU~~
Yun Wuhen and others shuddered at the faint sound of human bodies breaking through the air.
Everything he wanted to say was immediately swallowed back into his stomach.
Why is this fool so strong?
No, you must trick him into joining your camp.
It's best to let him be your loyal supporter and do what you say.
Yun Wuhen swore in his heart.
Following the direction pointed by Lin Beichen, Yisi people walked quickly for a hundred miles and came to an equally unremarkable sand dune.
"dig."
"Okay...ok...ok."
A similar scene happened again.
Within ten breaths, Fat Tiger dug out another statue.
The whole process was as easy as potatoes in the vegetable patch.
The key point is that neither Priest Xiangyan nor Yun Wuhen and others can see any difference between this sand dune and other sand dunes, so why can they dig out the 'mission idol'.
But what shocked them happened later.
"This way……"
"dig."
"Let's go, this way..."
"Stop, dig."
"Put it away and go over there...Okay, right here."
"dig."
As Lin Beichen changed direction again and again, and continued to direct Fat Tiger to dig out the 'mission statues' one after another from different sand dunes and rocks, Priest Xiangyan, Yun Wuhen and others were completely stunned.
What are you doing?
What the hell are you two doing?
We have a mission to do.
We are not here to pull carrots and dig potatoes.
In less than half a day, nine ‘mission statues’ were dug out.
This made the second round of the God's Selection Contest just like going on a shopping trip, without the slightest challenge.
Priest Xiangyan looked at Lin Beichen as if he were looking at a monster.
She suddenly understood vaguely why this guy was able to score so many points in the preliminary round - he must have done something that others could not understand.
If it weren't for the fact that the God Selection Competition was always strict and there would be no cheating, Priest Xiangyan would have doubted whether Jian Xiaoyao had buried these 'mission idols' himself.