[White] One sentence brought everyone back to reality.

Looking at Bu Ying's body being brought back by the birdmen, and then looking at the gods on the opposite seats gearing up, they felt the pressure.

There are ruthless characters among the gods, not all of them are trash.

"Won!"

"The victory of the Father of the Gods!"

"It is natural for Father God to win, but I don't know why I am so moved!"

"Those humans are not simple characters, they have power that rivals gods!"

"But the outcome will not change, God is inviolable!"

In the audience seats, the creatures cheered. The battle just now depressed them for too long, and they did not let go until the moment the dust settled.

The gods looked at Father God's return with complicated expressions. It was only the second game and the fight was so brutal. Moreover, Father God took action himself. What would happen if it were them?

It seems that there is no chance of being killed by humans.

"Hey hey hey, why are you all so stiff with a straight face?"

"They cannot kill gods. They lack divine substances and cannot take this step, but their fighting skills are indeed wonderful."

"Bring Hercules up. He should be almost recovered."

Lei Mingzi signaled the gods to feel at ease, waved his hand, and asked for a stretcher waiting outside the venue to come over.

"The guy who was carried away on the stretcher was carried back again. He seems to be called the God of Strength?"

Li Xiaobai suddenly pointed in a direction and said.

"Hercules, is he going to play?"

"Recovering from trauma so quickly?"

"Did you seriously beat him up?"

Mengxin frowned and looked at Su Yunbing, her eyes complaining.

"Of course. These gods have amazing resilience. What can I do?"

Su Yunbing rolled his eyes.

Mengxin: "Being carried back at this time, it seems that he wants to play."

"In this case, it is most appropriate for me to take the stage."

Xiao Laodi crossed his arms and stood up shakily. He had been lying down for too long and his body was a little stiff.

"Senior, are you really good at this?"

"Do you want me to take out the old man Crystal..."

Li Xiaobai wants to take out the crystal old man and restore Xiao Lao Di's strength.

"No, I abandoned it. It is no longer my strength. I have gone too far in the art and can no longer accept it."

"Extreme power versus extreme skills, I have been looking forward to this day."

"Little friend, can you move me up? My blood is a little stiff."

Xiaolaodi looked at Li Xiaobai, patted the seat and said.

Li Xiaobai quickly stood up after hearing this, picked up Xiao Lao Di and his chair and walked onto the ring.

"Senior, if we can't beat you, then we'll admit defeat. It won't be embarrassing. It's better than losing your life."

"I have injected the memory of Xiaolao Emperor into the mind of the avatar sealed in amethyst. In other words, he is the Xiaolao Emperor of Zhongyuan Realm. When he recovers, he will not hurt you."

Xiaolaodi sat on the chair and winked at Li Xiaobai.

"Senior, you..."

Li Xiaobai frowned and was about to say something, but Little Lao Di stretched out a finger and flicked it, and a huge force knocked it away and landed on the seat next to Mengxin.

He had a bad feeling. Xiao Laodi said such a sentence without beginning or ending. It felt like his last words.

Almost at the same time, four young people carried the stretcher of the God of Strength and walked towards the ring.

The God of Strength has red hair and only wears a pair of underpants. The muscles on his body are like steel bars and clearly drawn. Every muscle contains explosive power. Even if he is lying flat on a stretcher, he can feel a strong sense of oppression.

Birdman raised his loudspeaker: "I haven't called you yet, but why are you already here? Are you so impatient?"

"Then according to the process, I will first introduce the participant of the gods, the God of Strength, Evil Memory Veil!"

"He has many titles, God of Strength, Hercules, God of Muscles, God of Martial Arts, and God of War. The origin of the titles is unknown, but each title praises his unparalleled attack power. Before the battle of the gods, his

It has been called the strongest creature in history. As for how this strongest creature in history was defeated by Father God, well... we don't know what kind of deal there is."

Birdman once again activated his little skill of seeking death, telling folk rumors without thinking.

"But after I saw the battlers on the human side, I suddenly discovered an interesting fact. Master Xie Yimu is synonymous with power, and the old man on stage is the representative of technology."

"Human Ancestor, Xiaolaodi, as the name suggests, the ancestor of mankind. He was the first human being when the world first opened. He has been living until now. In terms of age, he is older than the gods here!"

"Logically, he should have been promoted to god early, but he refused the opportunity to become a god. It can be said that he was the first creature to slap the face of the god world. During the long years of training, he has been concentrating on the deduction of combat skills.

, all the martial arts in the world are traced back to his hand. He is the ancestor of mankind, the ancestor of martial arts, and the ancestor of cultivation. However, a thousand years ago, he voluntarily gave up his cultivation and survived to this day as a mortal.

No one knows what happened to him."

"You are very cunning here. You are hiding the ancestor of mankind and avoiding Father God. Do you want Tian Ji to race a horse?"

Birdman expresses his dissatisfaction to [White].

"After all, humans are very weak, so we need to pay attention to some strategies."

The little guy waved his hands and said with a smile.

The two birdmen glowed: "So, do you think you can defeat the God of Strength?"

Little Lao Di: "I didn't say that."

"Then let's begin, the third competition, the ancestor of mankind versus the God of Strength!"

After Birdman finished speaking, there was wind at his feet and he ran off the stage, fearing that he would be affected.

On the ring, a stretcher and a chair stood facing each other quietly, watching.

"Hercules, crush him to death!"

"Instant kill, don't give him hope!"

The gods shouted and urged. They had always heard the name of the ancestors, but after all, they were only humans, not gods, and could not compete with them.

"Shut up, everyone!"

Xie Yimu grinned and spoke first: "This is a challenge from gods to humans. I remember what [Bai] said at the beginning. His arrogance was broken and he cannot withstand scrutiny."

The little guy nodded: "Yes, yes, I've thought about it too. How could a god challenge a human being? This opportunity in the arena was obtained through hard work by human beings."

"Hahaha, don't pretend, you are a mythical creature living in books. Although I regret that you refused to become a god, as someone who has been honing combat skills since I was born, my understanding of you is even better than

Myself!"

"In the long history of human cultivation, you are the only one who has continuously climbed to the top without falling to the ground. Thousands of cultivators have not had time to see their ideal fighting skills mature and disappear. Some people have lost to illness, and some have died over time.

Some people suffer from injuries and injuries, and some people escape because they cannot bear the cruel reality. But at this moment, there is a person in front of me who does not yield to any obstacles, achieves the miracle of complete combat, and bravely climbs the peak that the so-called top masters in the past have never touched!

"

"Since birth, you have never forgotten martial arts and have reached the pinnacle of martial arts. You can be proud. The existence of human ancestors is equivalent to all the fighting skills in the world!"

Xie Yimu tilted his head and looked towards a certain no-man's land in the void, where [White] projected.

At this moment, the creatures far away in the starry sky looked at the eyes staring at them in the light curtain and were in a daze.

There is still such awesomeness among them humans...

[Although it’s very dramatic, I still want to talk about my creations in the past two years. First of all, I am 23 years old and have just graduated from college]

[I always read in the comment section that someone changed, but this book was not written by a different person. I don’t think there will be ghostwriters willing to take orders for the recent battle of wits. It’s too brain-consuming. To be honest, I don’t care how this book turns out.

, I only care about whether I can take this book to another level. This is the same idea from two years ago to now, so you can see that I will change the style at will, and I am also doing various

As far as my impression is concerned, I have tried three styles.]

[First of all, it’s just mindless and fun, pretending to be cool. This is a basic skill. If you don’t write like this, no one will read it. In addition, I like the element of cheating on each other, which attracts a lot of people. Then one day, I suddenly thought, I have been writing in a one-sided way.

Filmmaker, Paper World, let’s all laugh together, it’s quite boring, can you make a tearful plot, everyone was moved, so I wrote a few fantasy scenes, just the one about forgetting the monk, the effect is okay according to the comment area, I

You know, the easy-going and brainless novel can also do this kind of plot.】

[Finally, there is the recent element of wits. The reason why I have been writing this book is because I feel that if there is no new thing or new breakthrough in the brainless writing to the end, it will be a zombie. If you write a book numbly, you can also see it.

The part in the world of immortals is really funny, because no matter how you write it, you can't escape the shadow of the past, and all the elements of mutual pitfalls that can be written are written. It would be funny to continue writing like that, but this funny point has been written before, and

The characters I write seem to be full-bodied, but in fact, each character is a similar memory point. The master is very strong, but unreliable, and they will cheat each other. It is true that the characters are interesting when written this way, but there is nothing new.]

[So I started to write about my own shortcomings, emotions. Characters with full emotions are truly full, but I can't feel emotions. I'm only 23 years old. Let me write a character who is bitter and hateful. My father and mother are dead.

I just couldn't feel it if I was bent on revenge, so I read a lot of works and got inspired by the old thief. I wrote elements of wits, created a sense of urgency through wits, forced out the inner activities at the moment of life and death, and let the characters speak cool lines.

, it can not only show the wisdom of the character, but also enrich the character, and the emotions are also present, which has never been seen before. It can be regarded as a curve to save the country, and solved my problem of not understanding emotions in a subtle way.]

[So some readers just look at it and say that I have changed the character. It only shows that my style has been completely changed, but the style of the text cannot be changed. The character's speaking habits and the way of playing jokes, think about it carefully.

I know that no one has changed, but I personally feel that the rules and visual objects are quite successful. I plan to use them when I write a new book in the future, but it is still a little far away and has not reached the stage of being able to use it freely. This book is Li Xiaobai's upgrade path.

, is also my evolutionary path. I keep thinking about whether I can write new things that have breakthroughs. This is the motivation for me to write until now. If it was just the brainless cool writing style at the beginning, it might be in three million words.

This book will end at that time.]
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