The competition between Shen Qianluo and Bei Chou was very simple. First of all, they eliminated the weight-bearing that Bei Chou was best at, and secondly, they eliminated the fighting that Shen Qianluo was not good at. The two decided that whoever could snatch the stone tablet a thousand miles away first would be the final winner.

The stone tablet was built on the shore, so it doesn't count as bullying land creatures.

Shen Qianluo naturally agreed, but the content of the competition was proposed by the old turtle himself, so he must have some special skills in traveling.

Unexpectedly, with Marcosius's order, the running race began, and the huge turtle jumped out like a rocket.

He couldn't help but blink. Marcosius on the side got anxious before him: "Brother Luo, you should start quickly. If we don't chase him, we will lose!"

But Shen Qianluo turned around with a relieved look on his face: "With the speed of the turtle, it will take a while to reach a thousand miles away. You, calm down and listen to my music for a while."

After he finished speaking, the young man no longer looked at Marcosius with a puzzled expression. The ethereal light at his fingertips turned into a bamboo flute, and the melody rose up.

Shen Qianluo played the flute with a serene expression, sometimes solemn and sometimes gentle with the tune. The running turtle immediately noticed that his body had frozen, and paddled a few circles on the spot. When he looked sideways, he saw Shen Qianluo waving at him gracefully, taking Marcosius with him...

Leaped onto his shell.

Beichou:?

"We were supposed to run a race, why did you jump on me!?"

"It is said that the ancient dragon Beichou has the ability to carry the three mountains and five peaks on his back. Could it be that he is unable to bear the weight of two little demon gods, me and my kid?" Shen Qianluo said, sitting back and observing the feng shui, his words were deep and silent, close to the tortoise shell, with the demeanor of a master.

"Since this is a competition with a junior, I will not take action for now. Let's see how fast you are. When we see the stone tablet, it will be time for us to duel. Don't lose to me."

?

Are you so arrogant?

At that moment, Bi Chou was filled with doubt and uncertainty. He could not help but walk with trepidation and uncertainty, as if he was carrying a great ancestor on his back.

He had lived in this green landscape for so long that he had already developed a character that cherished his life. He was ignorant of worldly affairs and avoided trouble. If Marcosius had not choked him severely, he would never have surfaced easily.

So...what if Shen Qianluo is really a hidden boss?

There was always a special aura surrounding the young man. Although one could not sense any fluctuations of divine power, the calm smile when he raised his eyebrows and hands was extremely leisurely, and contained the innate elegance of aristocracy, as if this person was perfect and omnipotent.

Frightened, Bei Chou couldn't help but dive into the water and slide silently.

So the big boss Shen Qianluo was drowned.

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"Whoa!"

It suddenly entered the sea, and Marcosius hurriedly grabbed the lines on the turtle shell. When he turned his head to look at Shen Qianluo, he unexpectedly saw a flash of panic in his eyes.

Let me make it clear in advance that Shen Qianluo definitely doesn’t know how to swim.

Absolutely not.

He quickly covered his mouth and nose, and grabbed the turtle shell, feeling the cold liquid running through his body, as if the abyss was swallowing everything...

The skylight he could see from under the water was always so bright and bizarre, as if it was within reach, yet at a distance that could never be reached.

like...

that time……

The black pupils trembled with a faint golden glow that almost seemed to tear everything apart. It seemed like many long seconds had passed. Just when Shen Qianluo was about to explode, Bi Chou stood up and floated to the surface of the water.

The tortoise continued to paddle happily, completely unaware of the danger of a nuclear explosion it had just narrowly avoided.

Shen Qianluo coughed a few times, trying his best to suppress the weak breathing, keeping a calm state as if nothing had happened, and sat wetly on the turtle shell.

There are still drops of water rolling down from the hair and falling before my eyes.

"Um, Brother Luo..."

He held his chin with a slight headache. He met Marcosius's worried and hesitant gaze, and immediately raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly: "Don't be afraid, if this old guy dares to dive and scare you again, I will definitely ignore the rules of the game and beat him up on the spot."

Happy paddling Beichou:?

It’s confirmed, this guy is really a big guy! ?

Listen to what kind of overbearing speech is this? Do you want to let the turtle that lives in water...Pah, the dragon live?

Invisibly threatening Beichou, Shen Qianluo lowered his eyes and stopped talking. As early as the moment he decided to jump onto the turtle shell, he had considered the possibility of being forced to dive underwater.

…Pretending to be a weak and cute little newbie and falling into the water is a bit of a stretch after all.

In the past, when he needed to dive, once his divine power was unleashed, no water dared to stop him from moving forward? Wherever he passed, it was as if he was walking on flat ground, and the water flow avoided him. Whether it was the bottom of a river or the deep sea, he could come and go freely.

The stone tablet gradually appeared in their sight.

With a loud bang, Bi Chou shook off the two people on his body, dived into the water, and swam as fast as he could.

Although he had long harbored the idea of ​​joining the Alliance of Gods, the members of the alliance could not defeat him even in such a competition, nor could they convince him.

Finally we have reached this final step.

With a dark flash in his eyes, Shen Qianluo, who was blown into the air, chuckled and summoned the bamboo flute in an instant: "Marcosius, come on."

"Come on, Brother Luo! Defeat the old turtle!"

After receiving the order, Marcosius immediately transformed into his original form, the little bear, and slammed the sea water. A large amount of sea water flew into the sky, forming a staircase in an instant. Carrying the small stones summoned by the flute sound, the young man rushed up.

Falling from the sky, he was almost one step ahead and grabbed the stone tablet at a speed faster than Bei Chou.

"Don't even think about it!" However, with the loud bang of the ground exploding, the earth unexpectedly changed its shape in an instant. Under the smug snort of Bi Chou and the strong beating of the sea water, the stone tablet was moved into the sea just like that.

"No one can seize the stone tablet before me! You are bound to lose this competition!" With every step he took, there was a tremor and roar. Beichou, who was able to move mountains and seas, swam happily towards the stone tablet.

"Even if you want to fly, you need the power of Marcosius. What you said before - you are not trying to bluff me, right?!"

"There is no requirement in the competition that we cannot help each other. What we in the Alliance of Gods lack the least is teammates." As the terrain suddenly changed, Shen Qianluo decisively adjusted his posture and slid to the ground, his silver hair flying, his eyes narrowed as he stared at the stone tablet that was moved into the sea.

What stood between him and his goal was the surging sea.

How to cross the sea? …swim?

"Marcosius..." After hesitating for a moment, he decided to call for help from his companions, risking all possibilities. At that moment, Shen Qianluo was suddenly startled.

The next second, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, "Since you are so strong that you can change the terrain, how about we see who is stronger and can make bricks fly?"

"Ok?"

Bi Chou was stunned for a moment, and before he could turn around, the vast and terrifying rock elemental force instantly locked onto him from high above. At the moment when he was frantically warned and his hair stood on end -

The spear that fell through the air drew a dazzling golden light, brushed past Bei Chou, and with tremendous power, it pierced through the stone tablet that he was about to bite.

He sprayed a mouthful of stone dust at Beichou. At the same time, the young man in white clothes grabbed the flying spear and raised his hand to take the only small piece of stone tablet that was not destroyed. He landed lightly on the ground, bowed and smiled.

"Sorry, I didn't hold back my strength for a moment. Does this mean we win?"

Bixiu: "biu...biubiu..."

The petrified Bei Chou blew a few times, then turned into a little turtle with a wow sound, and crawled awkwardly, and pounced over to try to hug Shen Qianluo's thigh, but the latter dodged in a second: "Hero! Why didn't you take action earlier? You are too, too strong! Please accept my respect!!"

Without any sense of being rejected, Bei Chou cried and begged to be taken in. Shen Qianluo blinked and said, "Little brother?"

"Hey! Big brother!" The old turtle responded directly in a servile manner.

The Alliance of Gods is pleased to gain a great general.

From then on, they obeyed the command of Lord Xiao Wang and Lord Yan Wang Dijun, who was said to be more powerful than Lord Xiao Wang, and pushed mountains, dug ditches, and dredged rivers, making great contributions to the water control work of the Bishui River.

Shen Qianluo turned around and walked towards someone hiding behind the scenes. He raised his eyes and smiled: "It's rare that the emperor comes in person to care about the safety of a small person like me~"

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