During your freshman internship, you went to 749 to contain monsters.

......

After thousands of years of baptism.

Until now.

Perhaps there are many nations in the world that are called fighting nations.

But in fact, there is only one true fighting nation!

It has nothing to do with any other external factors.

The genes in the body determine that the Han people under the sky are the most eager to fight.

Let's take the simplest example.

People from other countries rarely summarize or review after fighting or quarreling, even if they do.

Many people will only have such a situation when they lose.

Only the Han people, whether they win or lose, will summarize their own problems.

Blame yourself when quarreling, why didn't you play well, you can obviously use sharp language to hit other people's weaknesses, why didn't you say it at that time.

Or, after winning a fight, it is normal to cheer for victory, but after cheering, in the dead of night, lying in bed.

Open your eyes suddenly!

Damn, I should punch him directly in the face and smash his face with the tip of my fist.

Instead of smashing.

Too soft, no attack power!

Damn, it didn't play well.

For example, a group of good friends got drunk and boasted, and one of them said, I am so and so, I want to rule the world.

In this era, is this idea right?

Definitely not.

The word "rule" is not suitable for the current era.

But!

No Han Chinese would think that his idea is wrong.

They would only think, are you fucking worthy? What's your reason? You are just bragging.

This is the popular and direct version of "Kings, princes, generals and ministers are of the same kind".

Whether it is the trembling during a fight or the habit of liking to watch the excitement, all of them are telling that the genes of the Han Chinese are naturally warlike.

The former is excited for the upcoming battle.

The latter has an inexplicable desire to participate in it.

So, you say start the war.

As soon as these two words come out, the horn of attack is blown!

Turn the history book and start fighting! !

Qiu Fu punched out, the cold wind blew, the strong chill first, froze the body of Tiancha of Medan, and then hit with a punch.

The ice sculpture shattered.

Tiancha of Medan, die! ! ! !

This punch already represents the attitude.

There has not been a large-scale multinational conflict for many years.

"Since today's incident has ignited the war!"

"Then don't let it stop burning!!"

"Do you know what the superiors told us?"

Qiu Fu said, with a strong momentum, and snowflakes flying in the sky.

He asked himself and answered himself, word by word.

"The superiors said that at most, we can sink Taidao, smash Wei Gao, and harden the white-headed eagle."

Ordinary people do not participate, and the stable and peaceful life cannot be destroyed.

But the method of the Qi-refining practitioner can be used to open the battle line.

Re-establish the importance of the world's discourse power.

As Qiu Fu's voice fell, the Tiancha of the three big men attacked again.

The remaining few Tiancha from other countries turned pale with fear.

Some of the Tiancha Qi-refining practitioners from Ban Qingguo could not believe their ears.

They shouted: "Madman! Madman! All you Han people are crazy!!"

"You are going to start a world war of Qi-refining practitioners!!!"

"When the time comes, countless Qi-refining practitioners will be buried on the battlefield because of your actions today!!"

Dou Tingyu attacked fiercely and grabbed him. On his slender fingers, he wore a poisonous purple jade finger ring.

The sharp fingertips slowly pierced his flesh and blood.

Seeing Dou Tingyu's red lips slightly opened, he spoke softly: "I believe that when the Qi-refining practitioners of Dahan 749 know that someone is trying to provoke Dahan, they will have only one answer, kill!!"

While speaking.

Dou Tingyu exerted force on his hands and tore off the throat of Ban Qing Tiancha and held it in his hand.

Watching the clarity in his eyes gradually dissipate into chaos.

Dou Tingyu continued: "At that time, we, the so-called instigators of war, will rush to the front. If you want to bury the bodies on the battlefield, bury us first."

"If you have this ability, death is not our end. You will see the eternal existence of our will."

"Our blood will write a banner with the word death, for those who come out of the Han Dynasty to hold high!!"

War is cruel, yes.

But if there is no war, others will endlessly test you, oppress you, bully you, and finally eat you away step by step.

So, when others stretch out their claws, chop them off.

In this way, no one will dare to covet you anymore.

Status, dignity and force have never been exchanged for peace without shedding blood.

Above the sky, Tiancha was killed.

Under the sky.

Lu Ding stood in the air with black smoke following him, holding a knife towel in his hand, and turned the blood cold frost into a flying shape.

Look at the wayHe chopped and chopped down, and attached the way of the Jinche, nothing was left unchopped.

One by one, the Qi-refining masters of other countries died tragically in his hands.

The residual souls behind him were crowded with people, and the seats were replaced.

In this battle of life and death, Lu Ding was a biased referee, judging the lives of non-Han Qi-refining masters.

Life and death, reincarnation is endless, we live, they die.

"Hahahahaha..."

When he got excited, Lu Ding's wanton and highly recognizable laughter resounded throughout the battlefield.

The Qi-refining masters of other countries kept running away in fear.

One after another, the slashes were chopped down, stirring up huge sounds, as if they were hitting the retreat drum in their hearts.

Boom boom boom...

One person chased a group of people to kill.

The scene became more and more weird.

In front, hundreds of Qi-refining masters of other countries were desperately running and bringing up smoke and dust, and the team was getting bigger and bigger.

In the middle, Lu Ding was alone, chasing with a blood-red long sword, slashing and slashing continuously, and the breeze wrapped around his body blew away the dust.

Finally, the big man's Qi-refining master followed Lu Ding's footsteps and raised dust again, cleaning up the fish that Lu Ding had not had time to clean up.

And the overly powerful Earth Observation Realm.

The scene was too weird.

But the people on the battlefield below were not Heaven Observers, and few of them could fly properly.

The air-to-ground attack was simply a hooligan.

As the number of these disintegrating and fleeing teams grew larger and larger.

Many people didn't even understand why they were running.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, the wind and rain were swaying, the bloody wind was whistling, and there was a chilling laughter.

As they got closer and closer.

Those who didn't understand finally saw the reason.

The man with dark red eyes turned his long sword and swung it with blood-red light, and a series of sticky blood-red slashes burst out and chopped down.

No matter who you are, no matter which country you come from, no matter what realm you are in, as long as you are on the ground battlefield.

Then the only result is to be chopped into pieces.

Those who died at his hands were all the young geniuses of various countries except the Han Dynasty.

Seeing this scene.

A young man stopped and was shocked on the spot.

The fishy wind blew in his face, and he was in a trance for a moment, and the past scenes kept rolling in his mind.

The inner monologue sounded.

[I am a genius from Annan. I was born in a county town in Annan. I have been very smart since I was a child. The neighbors around me said I was a genius]

[When I was seventeen, I accidentally became enlightened and joined the national power of Annan. From a genius among ordinary people, I became a genius among Qi refiners]