"I surrender!" The serrated knife warrior simply let go of the serrated knife in his hand. He was so exhausted that he collapsed and sat on the ground, staring at Tang Tian with wide eyes. His face was so tired that his face was cramped and his expression was stiff.
Tang Tian was also panting like an ox, and his whole body was dripping with sweat, as if he had been fished out of water. Tang Tian also stared at the other person without showing any weakness, but he did not sit down, but held his knees and stood there.
Wouldn’t it be the same as this guy if he sat down? No! How can a person who wins be the same as a person who loses? Standing is more impressive...
The two just stared at each other, breathing hard.
After waiting for an hour, Duanmu, who was almost collapsed, felt as if he heard the sound of nature and was finally free...
There were only a few scattered people around him, and the other mechanics had returned to their posts and started working hard.
"It's hopeless!" Sai Lei glanced up at the image, shook his head and let out a sigh, then withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and continued his work.
After about half an hour, my numb nerves finally returned to their usual calmness and determination.
The Duke's action this time has been declared a failure. The loss of the four golden warriors, plus his own, was a heavy loss. But after thinking about it carefully, Duanmu felt that for the Duke, although the losses of the four golden warriors were heavy,
But it does not hurt his fundamentals. On the contrary, the exposure of Three Soul City's strength will only make the Duke pay more attention to it, and being targeted by the sophisticated and cunning Duke will be dangerous for Three Soul City.
Duanmu has been with Duke Hoffman for a long time and knows the Duke's character very well. The Duke's character is stubborn, and failure will only make him more fully prepared. The next counterattack will be overwhelming and unstoppable.
But thinking about the situation in Ophiuchus, he shook his head. These people were really lucky. It would take some time for the Duke to free up his hands.
Duanmu, what does this have to do with you?
He smiled to himself and quietly waited for his fate.
Time passes day by day.
Then, Duanmu was shocked to find that he had been forgotten.
Forgotten...forgotten...
He was indeed forgotten.
Everyone in Three Soul City was in a hurry, everyone was busy summarizing this battle. Although the result was very good, no one was satisfied with this battle.
Sai Lei didn't say anything as the mechanism they made was so vulnerable. She was actually very angry. As soon as the battle was over and the most urgent work was completed, she called all the mechanism masters in front of her and scolded two of them sarcastically.
Hour.
"What is the name of Three Soul City now? The city of agencies! As a result, our agencies were chopped up like melons and vegetables. Ever since I was a child, I have never been so embarrassed!"
"Do you think the golden warrior is a coward? Is it normal to think that you can't stop him? Bah! Are you still a man?"
"I have long said that my goal is to be the strongest machine master in history! How dare a scum like the Golden Warrior dare to be tough in front of me?"
"This time we have only one goal. We want to design a mechanism that can kill the golden warrior!"
"Yes, no one has done it, so what! We have to do it! We have to be the strongest! We have to tell everyone that institutions are the most powerful force. We have been forgotten for too long. I suffer
Enough! We tell them that the era of agencies has come, and we want to tell them that our era has come! We are the strongest agency masters!"
"No one! I don't want one! Do you understand everything?"
Sai Lei stood on the table, looking crazy, without any trace of his usual beauty and temptation.
All the machine masters were red-faced and thick-necked, breathing heavily, and couldn't help clenching their fists. They felt like there was a hot lava flowing in their bodies, burning every corner of their bodies.
They have long been accustomed to being laughed at. Ever since they entered this industry, the ridicule and admonishment have never disappeared.
Decline, no future, be realistic...
They endured all this silently, but that era of prosperous institutions appeared in their dreams countless times.
Then they were strong, then they had dignity, then they had glory.
The deepest part of every mechanic's heart was washed away by the cruel reality, and his ambition was almost pale, and was ripped out by Sai Lei's crazy and hysterical screams.
The era of institutions! Our era!
Yes, what goal is more tempting than this? What thing is more irresistible to an engineer?
Even the most steady mechanic couldn't help but tremble all over at this moment.
No one in the Bloodline Laboratory was satisfied with this battle either. The only thing that helped Yaya resolve the battle was the Rabbit Poison Sea tactic, and it was impossible to accurately assess how much role the poison played here.
More importantly, this tactic has great limitations.
Sanhua was obviously unreliable, and Yaya easily tied up these three guys and dragged them back.
"Golden Warrior, our goal from now on is the Golden Warrior! As long as we can kill the Golden Warrior, we can spend as much money as we want! It doesn't matter if we increase it several times..."
The word "funding" in Old Man Fei's mouth made the eyes of the old men and women present suddenly turn green.
"The golden warrior is afraid of nothing, so he will die anyway!"
"Kill them!"
"Kill them!"
The crowd was furious and murderous.
Tang Chou looked at the students in front of him expressionlessly. Everyone was silent and ashamed. Their performance in this battle was really bad.
Tang Chou was not reprimanded by Lord Bing, because he knew that in the eyes of Lord Bing, this regiment was just cannon fodder. But Tang Chou was extremely angry in his heart, and this was anger towards himself.
Tang Chou didn't know that there used to be a spirit general named Feng Chou who was always eager to fight.
Tang Chou also didn't know that his desire for battle and victory, and even his pride, were exactly the same.
He suddenly bowed.
"I have to bear the main responsibility for the failure of this battle. I have an unshirkable responsibility in the formulation of tactics. I am here to say to everyone that I am sorry."
Everyone stared blankly at Tang Chou.
Mo Ziyu's face flushed red, and he felt a rush of blood rush to his forehead, and a strong sense of humiliation came to his mind. He suddenly wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. Mo Wuwei's face was ashen, his face was expressionless, but he clenched tightly.
As for his trembling fists, it showed that his heart was not so peaceful.
Tang Chou stood up, looked at everyone, and said solemnly: "I will redesign the tactics. Our training intensity will be greatly improved. I hope everyone will make progress!"
Mo Ziyu and Mo Wuwei stood upright and shouted loudly at the same time: "Yes!"
Two hundred people roared in unison: "Yes!"
Yaya was very sad, wrinkled her little face, and moved her little finger unconsciously. How on earth will the master settle the score? Will he forget this matter, or...
Bing came over and said, "Yaya, you are worried that your master will cause trouble for you, right?"
Yaya raised her face, eyes shining, and nodded desperately.
"Actually, I have a way." Bing Xunxun said: "Look, if you don't stay in front of your master, with your master's memory, will he remember it?"
Yaya's eyes are getting brighter and brighter.
"So, the best way now is to continue tutting and pretending that nothing happened."
Yaya was stunned for a moment, then ran away happily.
The soldiers who abducted child labor were satisfied, and the funds were cut so drastically. There is nothing better than free labor like Ya Ya.
Martial Arts Arena.
Ping! Ping! Ping!
"Come again!" Tang Tian threw the knife to Chi Guang.
Chiguang is the warrior who wields the serrated sword. His face is full of anger: "I have surrendered, what do you want? A warrior cannot be killed! A golden warrior has dignity!"
"That's right!" Tang Tian nodded repeatedly and said perfunctorily: "Ten more strikes, ten strikes, and we'll be finished."
"Really ten swords?" Chi Guang looked at Tang Tian with some disbelief, and reminded him sternly: "A man must be trustworthy!"
"Yes, yes!" Tang Tian nodded repeatedly.
"Watch the knife!"
Ping!
"Come again!"
…
"Already ten cuts!"
"You must have made a miscalculation. There are only three swords!"
"Three swords... you, you, you... are despicable!"
"How can you be worse than me in arithmetic! Ten knives minus three knives, and there are still nine knives!"
"Fart! There are only seven swords!"
"Okay! Just seven swords!"
"..."
Tang Tian looked at Chi Guang who was exhausted and exhausted with satisfaction. The battle that day brought him great inspiration. What better partner than a golden warrior?
After Chi Guang admitted defeat, Tang Tian did not kill him, but instead used him as a sparring partner to accompany him in practicing [Thousand Destroying Demonic Hands]!
Chi Guang was not too resistant at first. For a prisoner of war, such treatment was quite good. Who knew that Tang Tian had unlimited energy and was completely unaware of fatigue.
Soon Chi Guang felt that it was too much and he was too tired every day.
Tang Tian's progress was rapid, which made him very happy. He hadn't felt such rapid progress in a long time. However, there were still some unfinished ideas...
A single red light cannot satisfy myself.
Hey, by the way, Sai Lei seems to have a prisoner of war in his hands...
Tang Tian's eyes shone.
Duanmu, who was tied up, seemed to notice something and couldn't help but shudder.
Tang Tian was having fun here, but he had no idea that a group of people in Fairy City were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.
Yan Tu had a gloomy face: "Where did Tang Tian go?"
Wu Xia's scalp was numb: "We haven't found out yet."
Yan Tu's tone was already more questioning: "How could he disappear under our noses? And he disappeared for so many days."
"Subordinate..." Wu Xia didn't know how to answer.
"Where did he go? What did he do?" Yan Tu said coldly: "We all know nothing! Oh, doesn't it mean that there are sentries in every corner around the manor, making it difficult to fly? We can't catch Tang.
God, our plan is just a joke. Am I here to be a joke?"
Yan Tu's words revealed unspeakable anger.
Suddenly, a detective rushed in with an excited expression.
