Pan Duoqing looked at Lin Beichen and couldn't wait to appreciate Lin Beichen's crazy expression.
Others also looked at Lin Beichen sympathetically.
Such a result almost declared victory or defeat in advance.
The title of Jian Xiaoyao [Big Demon King] is likely to change hands.
"Brother mute, don't pay attention to him..."
The tavern girl Han Luoxue comforted Lin Beichen very palely.
Priest Xiangyan sighed and said: "Actually, sometimes experiencing some setbacks and hardships can sharpen your will better. As long as your mentality is correct..."
"Brother, you...you...you don't need to...take it too seriously."
Fat Tiger stammered: "Really... no... if it doesn't work, I... I will admit for you... that... you are... mentally retarded."
The golden giant lizard had been hiding far away, for fear of being caught by Lin Beichen's anger and giving him a blast.
Lin Beichen felt as if a dog had gone mad at this moment.
This Pan Duoqing, isn't it cheating?
How is it possible that such a high level of fit is possible?
He is not afraid to admit that he is mentally retarded.
He was afraid of losing the 11,000 sacred stones.
After all, when I came to the God Realm, I had never gained such a huge wealth at once.
I have worked so hard to hunt down the abyss monsters in the Demonic Abyss to make money. How can I get the pleasure of making money while lying down?
But there is one thing that Priest Xiangyan said rightly. The fit test is not a competition of combat strength, so Lin Beichen really doesn't have any confidence at this time that he can really get a fit of 100.
How to do it?
Young Master Lin stood up slowly and lit another flower.
I wonder if I can cheat using my mobile phone?
Which APP on your mobile phone is suitable for this scenario?
His almost rusty brain was thinking crazily.
At this time, the sound of whips suddenly came from the hall.
Bang bang bang.
It's the sound of a whip hitting a person.
Extraordinarily clear and piercing.
Lin Beichen turned around and looked.
But he saw the short and fat winter melon named Xue Yu, using the special envoy's whip to beat [Sin Tu] crazily on his body.
"Waste, waste, useless waste."
He looked furious and cursed: "I originally expected you to get the prize, and I wanted to give it to the great God Yunying, but you failed so badly, and now there is no hope. I'll beat you to death, you useless criminal waste."
, or it’s also a waste of food.”
It turned out that because of the huge psychological gap, Xue Yu did not dare to do anything to Pan Duoqing, and vented all his anger on [Sin Tu], who had a fitness level of 65.
[Sin Tu] stood there, motionless.
Let the whip with the dark silver arc of light strike him.
It shattered in a flash, revealing traces of blood.
This is a very sad thing.
The clown is weak and vulnerable, but he can rely on his so-called status to humiliate a strong man with astonishing fighting power.
A trace of disgust and anger flashed in Lin Beichen's eyes.
"Shut the fuck up."
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He shouted loudly: "It's so noisy, I'm almost deafened by the noise you made."
Chubby Winter Melon slowly turned back and looked at Lin Beichen without any fear: "Who do you think you are and how dare you interfere in my affairs?"
He is not a contestant, but a favored minister of Yunying God. He does not need to be afraid of the so-called big devil - not to mention that this big devil looks like he will soon be stepped on by Pan Duoqing and become a joke.
"How dare you talk back?"
Lin Beichen moved and appeared in front of Xue Yu in an instant.
Snapped.
Raise your hand and slap me in the face.
Xue Yu's short and fat figure turned into a fat top on the spot.
Bang bang bang.
Lin Beichen slapped him a few times, and Xue Yu's face suddenly swelled like a pig's head.
Find an excuse first, deal with this short, fat winter melon that you have long disliked, and vent your anger before talking about it.
Xue Yu looked at Lin Beichen with resentment, gritted his teeth and said, "How dare you hit me? You, a lowly family member of the Sword Master, are not even as good as an ant. Do you know what you are doing?"
"How dare you slander the great Lord of Swords?"
Lin Beichen was furious, jumped up and punched him: "Die to me."
Pfft.
The head of the short, fat winter melon Xue Yu was smashed directly into the chest.
A faint bright red liquid spurted out from the broken cervical vertebrae.
Bang.
The short, fat corpse fell to the street.
All excess noise is gone.
"Ah...I feel so good."
A ball of flame burned on Lin Beichen's palm, clearing away all the blood.
After beating an inhuman bastard to death, he suddenly felt much better.
And throughout the entire process, from beginning to end, [Sin Tu] stood quietly on the side without any movement.
The Great God Mingruo, who was sitting high on the throne, did not show any expression.
On the other hand, everyone else in the hall felt their scalps go numb.
This Jian Xiaoyao, probably seeing that he was about to lose the bet, turned his anger on Xue Yu and directly killed the favored minister of Yunying God. The name of the Great Demon King was well-deserved. He was really a ruthless man.
But there will be many troubles ahead.
"You don't have to delay."
Pan Duoqing seized the opportunity, taunted every opportunity, and sneered: "You know you will lose, but you vent your anger on others... Haha, is this what you call a pattern? What a pitiful joke."
Lin Beichen glanced at him and walked towards the [Tower of Justice].
Let’s try it first before talking.
Afraid of a**.
A proud smile appeared on the corner of Pan Duoqing's mouth, and she suddenly said: "If you voluntarily admit defeat, I can let you go without admitting that you are mentally retarded."
Everyone was surprised when they heard this.
A lot of tolerance?
This is not Pan Duoqing's style.
But a few people immediately understood Pan Duoqing's intention.
It seems that he has let go of Jian Xiaoyao, but in fact, he is more vicious.
On the premise of ensuring victory, the so-called "let you go" is actually an even more terrible humiliation.
The so-called ‘god’
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It’s nothing more than a “demon in the heart”.
If Jian Xiaoyao really gives up, then he will really become a joke and be nailed to the pillar of shame. He will never have any chance to wash away this shame in his life.
Lin Beichen's steps slowed down.
"Didn't you ask me what despair is?"
He said without turning his head: "Pan Duoqing, you will know."
After that, we arrived in front of the [Tower of Justice].
A wisp of dark red mist flowed out from the tower, wrapped Lin Beichen and dragged him into the tower.
…
"Huh? This is inside the tower? It really is a small world space."
There is endless emptiness all around.
There is no distinction between up and down, east, west, north and south.
The flashing red light spots are like distant red stars.
A hundred meters away, stretching across the void like a mountain, was the giant projection of the [Immortal Helmet].
"The aura projected by this helmet seems a bit familiar..."
Lin Beichen had a very ridiculous feeling——
The aura emitted by the projection of this [Immortal Helmet] was very similar to the aura of the [Aragami Gloves] that I had received from the Lord Guo before.
No, you can't even use the word 'similar'.
It can be said that they are exactly the same.
What's really going on?
Is it an illusion?
But soon, he discovered that this was not an illusion.
Because in the next moment, the huge projection of the [Immortal Helmet] shrank rapidly, and then sent out an intimate vibration, like a child who saw his biological father, drawing a beautiful arc in the void,
He directly 'cheered' and rushed towards Lin Beichen.
"Ah, this..."
Lin Beichen subconsciously stretched out his hand.
The projection of [Immortal Helmet] appeared in my hand...
He even rolled up happily in Lin Beichen's arms.
etc?
It doesn’t seem like a projection?
There is a clear touch.
It feels real to the touch.
Why?
It was as if the real [Immortal Helmet] was in his arms.
Is this the process of ‘fit’ testing?
Did everyone go through the same process before entering here?
Very weird.
"By the way, why don't you see the projection of [Great Desolate Starfall] Secret Strategy?"
Lin Beichen subconsciously looked around in the void.
Then, he suddenly saw a hair floating in the void about ten meters away from him.
A curly, black hair that is thick at one end and fine at the other.
About a finger long.
"Tsk...this hair."
Lin Beichen felt very strange: "Is this also one of the tools used to test 'fit'? However, it doesn't seem very serious."
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Thanks to the dog goddess Jianxue Wuming and book friend 53875424 for their support.