The Little God Who Sells the Protagonist

Chapter 234 The Two-Forced Fighter

Lao Tiezi and Yaozi were chopped off the ring by Wang Yichen, and the heroes of the Anti-Japanese War changed their expressions one after another, and hurriedly gathered around the two of them.

"How's it going?" Eighth Road Man looked nervously at a doctor-looking Qi Xia who was checking the bodies of Lao Tiezi and Yaozi, and asked in a deep voice.

After examining for a while, the Anti-Japanese Warrior with the appearance of a doctor sighed and said, "The injury is serious. It's hard to say whether I can survive it... Even if I survive it, I won't recover at all if I don't rest and recuperate for half a year."

The muscles on the face of the eight-way man twitched, and he said with hatred: "A bandit is a bandit, it's just a martial arts competition, and the attack is so fierce!"

This guy has obviously selectively ignored the posture of Lao Tiezi and Yaozi in the arena.

Turning his head, he saw Bai Xiaogui and Wang Yichen preparing to leave the ring surrounded by other players, and the eighth-way man couldn't bear it any longer, he jumped onto the ring and shouted loudly: "Wait a minute, the competition is not over yet! "

Wang Yichen and Bai Xiaogui turned their heads and looked at the eight-way man whose face was distorted like a Picasso's abstract painting, and whose nostrils were dilated like a hippopotamus. They were a little surprised: Can the old Tiezi and the kite continue to fight?
On the arena, the eight-way male halberd pointed at Wang Yichen and said: "We two fight one game, one game will determine the outcome! If I win, you Heishui will obey the orders of my martial arts team in the future and work hard for us! If I lose It’s okay, it’s okay for my martial arts team to sacrifice your life for Heishuihao a few times!”

"Fuck, your sister has changed her mind again! Do you still want Bilian in your martial arts team?"

"My mother broke her word, stop playing!"

As soon as the eight-way man said this, all the players quit immediately.If it weren't for the anti-war warriors with live ammunition all around and the indigenous soldiers staring at the players, these players would have turned the table.

Facing the anger of the players, Eighth Route Man was not in a hurry. Obviously, he had seen this kind of scene of fooling the crowd a lot. He explained immediately: "This is just to adjust the lottery. The specific problem needs to be solved in detail. In the current situation, there are also some It is necessary to adjust the color head."

"I'm X, if you want to adjust, you can adjust it together. Why are we only black water to raise? Why do we have to sacrifice our lives to you after we lose, and you only need to sacrifice our lives a few times if you lose?" The player said loudly.

Eight-way man sneered: "We are a team of revolutionaries and the people's team. It is already a kindness to help you bandits fight. You still want to ride on the heads of the people and do your best?"

"It was agreed that it would be a life-and-death contest, so why did it suddenly change to a decisive battle?" a player asked.

"Isn't the purpose of group arena competitions to be victorious? It doesn't have to be many rounds. The more rounds you play, the more people will be injured. This is not good for fighting little devils."

"Wang Yichen just finished playing, and you have to fight him before he recovers. Is it fair?" Some players were angry.

"Hmph, what's a mere injury to him? Of course, if he dares not play, that's fine. One of you can play for him. But let me state in advance that no matter who plays for him, it's a match that will determine the outcome." , and life and death are up to the heavens!" The eight-way man squeezed his fists cracklingly, and said coldly, "Which one of you dares to go up?"

"Yo, yes, negotiator expert." Bai Xiaogui looked at the eight-way man who was sophistrying in the ring, quite surprised.

"Aren't you a layman? If you want to become a leader in our people's team, the first skill is to be able to speak." Wang Yichen sighed, "It seems that I have to fight this fight again... I feel that I am getting worse and worse. The more I look like a thug? I didn't seem to be that low before..."

"What do you consider yourself to be? You are a fighter who pretends to be aggressive and flirtatious. You need to catch both of them, and you need to be tough with both hands." Bai Xiaogui concluded.

Wang Yichen thought about it carefully for a while, and only felt that what Bai Xiaogui said made sense, but he was speechless.

"Come on, is there any problem with your body? If you don't have any problem, go ahead." Bai Xiaogui patted Wang Yichen's shoulder and said.

"It's not a big problem...but what's the rush? I think this eight-way male tongue is already fighting the Confucianism. Let him fight. I can rest for a while." Wang Yichen looked at the ring and foamed. Flying across, the red-faced eight-way man stretched his waist and said.

Sure enough, Wang Yichen did not expect it.When this eight-way man first entered the ring, he probably wanted to fight Wang Yichen immediately.However, once he fell into the atmosphere of "talking against the Confucians", he was a little bit unable to extricate himself.

After all, fighting Confucian scholars with tongues is a kind of show with a high level of force, while fighting against Qixia, show is a kind of instinct that goes deep into the bone marrow.

In the end, it took at least half an hour for the eight-way man to speak all kinds of tongues; everyone presented the facts and reasoned; everyone distorted the facts and did not make sense.In the end, all the players were refuted speechless, and had to accept the fact that Wang Yichen had to have an unfair decisive battle with the eight-way man before he had rested just after the fight.

At this time, under the treatment of Qiu Zi and others, Wang Yichen had fully recovered from his injuries, and even took a nap, his energy and spirit had returned to a full state.On the contrary, the eighth-way man who had been arguing with everyone for a long time now has a liver-colored face and heavy breathing, which means he is a little dehydrated and oxygen-deficient.

In the end, this decisive battle is indeed a bit unfair...

"Boy, I'll give you one last chance. As long as you change your ways and no longer go against the people or us, everything in the past will be forgotten. What do you think?" Looking at Wang Yichen who looked calm in front of him, After the Eighth Route Man hesitated for a moment, he still said this.

Wang Yichen didn't answer, he seemed to be thinking—in fact, he was thinking, but the content of thinking was not whether to surrender, but how to fight this fight?
Although the eight-way man sometimes seems a bit second-hand, his strength is beyond doubt.What troubled Wang Yichen the most was the weird lightness technique possessed by the eighth-way man that could almost completely ignore gravity.

The skills currently mastered by Wang Yichen are mainly strong attack and fast attack. What he is most afraid of is that the battle will be stalemate and the winner cannot be quickly determined.This is because he doesn't have many combat methods, and it is difficult to deal with complex battle situations. He basically relied on the sharpness and decisiveness of his attacks, and decided the battle by a split-second burst.

Just like Guan Yu in history, Wang Yichen, who inherited Guan Yu's lineage, seems to have become a "quick shooter" who is good at blitzkrieg and not good at protracted warfare.

Therefore, Wang Yichen is not afraid of those opponents with relatively simple fighting styles, such as those who purely rely on strength or pure intelligence.

In short, Wang Yichen has tricks for ordinary opponents.

What Wang Yichen fears most is an opponent who possesses very powerful physical skills that can effectively restrain Wang Yichen's blitz attack.At the same time, his abilities are very comprehensive, and he can slowly wear away Wang Yichen's momentum and advantages in a long battle.

Like boiling a frog in warm water.In fact, this is the type of battle that Wang Yichen is most afraid of encountering.

And there is no doubt that the eight-way man in front of him is fully capable of dragging the battle into a protracted one.So Wang Yichen knew very well that what he had to do was to avoid all this from happening, and it would be best to let the eighth-way men take the initiative to attack and try to make a quick decision.

Maybe pissing him off is the way to go?
"Pong!"

In the next moment, Wang Yichen summoned the eight formations without hesitation, formed an array, took the bow in his hand, and made a gesture that could surpass the eight-way man to shoot at any time.Then, Wang Yichen slammed his knife on the ground, looked at the eight-way man, and said with a sneer: "The people? Do you think you can represent the people?"

"We can't represent it, can you beards represent it?" Wang Yichen's unruly posture made Eight-way man's face darken, and Wang Yichen's question made Eight-way man laugh back angrily.The eighth-way man who hadn't completely gotten rid of the passion of the verbal battle just now decided to teach the little bandit in front of him a lesson in terms of language.

"Our martial arts team kills devils, traitors, and bandits. What we do is to applaud the majority of the people. How can we not be qualified to represent the people? But what about you beards? The old Maozi worked his life to do things that angered the sky and the people complained, don't you stand on the opposite side of the people? Don't you all get punished?"

"Okay! What the captain said is great!"

"On behalf of justice, on behalf of the people, destroy these beards!"

As soon as the eight-way man's upright and awe-inspiring words fell to the ground, there was a burst of applause all around.

Wang Yichen thought about the loopholes in the eight-way man's words, but found that he seemed to have no way to refute them.

It is impossible for him to tell the eight-way men, because the existence of these distorted, fictional, cool and handsome anti-Japanese warriors who are completely different from normal human beings has also distorted the understanding of the history of the anti-Japanese war by many young people who do not know the truth. up.

Just like a large number of Qing palace dramas beautified the Jurchen wild boar skin, so many little girls covered their faces and screamed when they saw the fourth master, fifth master, six, seven and eighth master with big braids, and immediately thought of deep love, rainy and edgeless mountains Heaven and earth... No one cares, the real faces of these masters are actually ugly, tasteless, barbaric and backward butchers who slaughter Han people like pigs and dogs.

It is these lords and the women on their heads who castrated the hearts of the people of the Han nation for a long time, closed the country and acted perversely, causing Chinese civilization to lag behind Western civilization in an all-round way, and single-handedly created the darkest century-old history of the Chinese nation.

In fact, we are still repaying this debt until now. In order to complete the primitive accumulation that we should have completed long ago, our entire nation is still making some unavoidable sacrifices, especially the people at the bottom.

The reason why we now have low wages, a lot of overtime work, little benefits, and so many books to do so much work... When we seriously investigate, it is also the credit of these Manchu Tartars.

Just like this, how many little girls still wrote Qingchuan dramas one after another, and how many Han beauties traveled through time and space, sending B to Tartars thousands of miles away, which moved people to tears.

This is the amazing effect of historical beautification.

(End of this chapter)