I became a fox girl and was captured by the True Dragon Saint

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the next day.

After a whole day of fierce fighting yesterday, only sixty-four of the original one hundred and twenty-eight teams remained.

"Qingyi is good at speed and is a burst kill point. Gan Ruanruan has a balanced strength and speed. She is good at using trash talk to provoke the opponent's team leader to fight him one-on-one and fall into the battle rhythm he carefully creates. Jieshui is a brainless strength-type tank. Lin Gang is a tank who seems to be as honest and brainless as Jieshui but is actually a meticulous tank. A Miao is the core mage in your team. He is a strong output point but can also be a trap."

The coach of the Tianshen Team No. 4 smiled faintly, glanced at Si Lian with disdain, and continued: "I have completely seen through your tricks... Tai Shuxuan lost because he underestimated the enemy, but I never underestimate the enemy. What's more, our strength is much stronger than yours. As long as you don't get ridiculed by Gan Ruanruan and fall into your 4v rhythm, you will definitely lose."

"That's it, you must have made preparations in advance and let your team members do homework to defend against ridicule," Si Lian looked worried.

"That's right. They are calm now and will never be angered by your poor mocking skills!"

(2/2)

62. The Great Way is Simple

Just as the coach of the God Team No. 4 said, they did their homework to deal with the Bagpipe Squad.

The strategy adopted by the other party is extremely targeted.

It can be seen from the beginning that the five people are standing in extremely scattered positions in order to cut off Jiang Keer's chance of sudden outburst and instant kill.

Then they pushed the advantage of the three magic cores to the limit, kept moving at high speed and flew kites like crazy, refusing to let Jiang Keer and Gan Ruanruan get into danger.

One of the magic cores is an aid-type monk who is good at manipulating plants and blocking roads.

The thick vines quickly drilled out from the cracks in the rocks of the arena, and Galala occupied every foothold in the venue, turning this place into the territory of the Four Teams of the Gods.

If any member of the Bagpipe Squad dared to stand near the plants, their bodies would be entangled and they would be in a dangerous situation where they would be waiting to die.

Jiang Ke'er dodged a vine attack and raised her eyebrows: "That's it?"

"..."

Although I don’t know why, this sentence “that’s it” makes me feel a little unhappy for no reason.

But it is still within the acceptable range.

"Drink!"

A Miao roared, his face flushed red, and he pushed his spiritual power to the limit. He had been chanting the spell for a long time, and suddenly a large-scale spiritual power slashed out close to the ground of the ring!

The killing power of the spiritual power slash is not very strong, and the speed is not very fast. For cultivators, they can dodge it by just jumping lightly, but those vines rooted in the ground are helpless.

The venue, which had been mostly occupied by vines, became clean in an instant, and the air waves blew the broken vines to the edge of the venue.

Before the other monks rearranged the venue, A Miao scratched his head in confusion: "Is that all?"

The monk controlling the vines blushed: "That's it, you'll know immediately! Drink!"

Suddenly, a new vine grew out under A Miao's feet. The vine had a completely different shape and had a huge thorny fruit on the head. The moment it saw A Miao, the fruit exploded!

But before the fruit exploded, Jie Shui suddenly held a large pot cover and covered the fruit.

"Bang bang bang—"

The sound of the spikes hitting the pot was endless, but unfortunately this was Jiang Ke'er's collectible kitchen utensil, which she usually used to deal with many tricky ingredients. The spikes were completely useless and didn't even leave a mark.

Jie Shui turned the pot over, took out the fried vine fruit from the pot, and showed a disgusted expression: "That's it, that's it?"

"Huh, my heart is as calm as still water." The monk controlling the vines took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. "What a hard pot..."

On the other side, Lin Gang suddenly threw a punch, and with a cool and powerful punch, he knocked the opponent's power monk into the sky.

He leaped up and followed the opponent closely. His torrential attack whistled and came down like lightning with a series of breathtaking combos!

Amidst the numerous fist shadows, Lin Gang, who usually liked to shout "Mu Da Mu Da" and "Ola Ola" during an all-out attack, was acting differently than usual.

His facial features suddenly became clear and angular, with a hint of contempt in his seriousness, just like the Hong Kong comics at the end of the last century, explaining what hardcore means. Then, he let out a roar of full-force beating:

“That’s it, that’s it, that’s it???”

The four teams of strength monks from the gods in the sky swore that this was definitely the worst beating they had ever experienced.

In mid-air, he protected his body with spiritual power, forming a golden bell defense around him. Lin Gang's fist collided with his body protection, making a tinkling sound.

Although he was unable to break his defense for the time being, Lin Gang relied on his main attack advantage to continuously use him as leverage to move back and forth on the ground, putting him in an awkward position of being unable to come down from the air.

However, Gan Ruanruan, who usually started to mock and attract hatred, remained silent from beginning to end.

It was not until the vines dispersed that a core member of the Fourth Team of the Celestial Gods spotted her figure behind a pile of vines not far away.

A gust of sword intent without a blade hit Gan Ruanruan's back. The strong wind gave her a force that left her no time to react, and in an instant she was carried to the front of the magic core.

Gan Ruanruan smiled slightly, waved her boxing gloves lightly, and blew a kiss to the other party.

This time, she is the assassin.

It is undoubtedly a terrifying thing for a mage to be approached by the Connection Overlord.

The opponent, Fa He, ran away without even looking back. He could only shout, "Help! Help me!"

But it was not until then that he realized...all four teammates were at a disadvantage!

In this point-to-point 1v1 battle, no one position had the advantage as expected. They had originally planned to focus their fire on killing Jie Shui and Lin Gang, the two weak points of the opponent...

However, these two weak points actually hammered two warriors of his team into the sky, and with crazy combos, they couldn’t even come down!

"That's it?"

With every step the magic monk took, Gan Ruanruan's joking voice could be heard from behind him.

"That's it?"

The sound frequency was extremely fast and was obviously getting closer.

Anger was mixed with fear. The oppressive and suffocating feeling of being on the verge of life and death finally overwhelmed his reason.

"How arrogant of you!"

He turned around suddenly, his pores opened, his clothes tore, and an incomparably powerful shock wave burst out from his body!

The burst of true Qi is a life-saving skill that hurts the enemy by 800 but hurts oneself by 1,000. The monks will never use such an extreme move unless it is a last resort... If this shot fails to take away the enemy, one will surely die!

However, when he looked back and saw the situation behind him, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

There is no trace of Ganruanruan.

She had already slipped away on a gust of wind.

However, it was too late to stop the burst of true energy.

"boom--"

The explosion went off in the center of the venue, and the monk collapsed to the ground.

The sunlight was blocked out, he opened his eyes and saw an unbelievable face.

Jiang Ke'er ran over and stabbed a sword into his heart, frowning with a puzzled look: "That's it?"

That's it? So weak?

[Obtained 10,000 villain points from Yi Tu. ]

Yi Tu died with his eyes open, his spirit transformed into a fierce ghost, and pounced towards Jiang Ke'er with fangs and claws bared.

Then with a "swish" sound, it slipped into the gourd around Jiang Ke'er's waist.

Jiang Ke'er curled her lips: "This... I can't bear to watch it, it's too tragic."

This was definitely the worst battle experience that the Four Celestial Gods had ever had since their birth.

All members of the other side turned into emotionless repeating machines, which made them understand what simplicity is.

"At once……"

Even if they die, they can't forget the dense and dense devilish sounds in their minds. Is that it?

For a team of three magic cores, once a magic core position is destroyed and the fire suppression capability is lost, the difficulty of the battle increases exponentially.

They wanted to surrender, but Jiang Ke'er had already stood at the edge of the surrender zone, waiting for them with a sword in hand.

But in order to survive, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and try to break through Jiang Keer's obstruction.

An overwhelming attack flew towards Jiang Keer.

Jiang Keer grinned.

"It's finally here."

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Si Lian sighed softly and patted the shoulder of the coach of the Fourth Team of the Gods sympathetically.

"That's it?"

(1/3)

63. Talking nonsense

The reporters around fell silent again, and the camera monks held up the recording crystal, suppressing the discomfort in their hearts.

Let's just end it in silence... they thought to themselves, since they didn't know what to interview anyway.

"Excuse me, what do you mean by 'preparing in advance to deal with the Bagpipe Squad'?"

A discordant voice suddenly sounded, and the young reporter blinked and asked the coach of Tianshen Team 4.

Why is it you again!

The people around him glared at him.

Jiang Ke'er couldn't help but take another look.

Before the coach of Team Tianshen 4 could react, the young reporter immediately asked, "How do you feel now that all your team members are dead?"

History is always strikingly similar.

Yesterday it was Tai Shuxuan who stood here facing the soul-searching questioning of the young reporter. Today it was a different person, but the situation was just as embarrassing.

"What do you think?" The coach of the Tianshen Fourth Team laughed. "Every year, people die from participating in the Shenzhou Cup. What do I need to feel? Anyway, my race is full of talented people. It's not a big deal if a few people fall on the road to becoming a strong person... On the other hand, the poor fellow on the other side has killed countless team members personally, and he still has the nerve to participate in the Shenzhou Cup. What a joke!"

The reporters around were greatly encouraged upon hearing this!

That's right! It's just a small loss, it's not a big deal at all. There are so many teams out there, what are you afraid of?

As expected of the coach of Team Tianshen 4, even though he lost the game, his verbal counterattack was not inferior at all! He was much better than Tai Shuxuan who had lost his mind yesterday!

The reporters were full of admiration, and at the same time they extended the microphone to Si Lian with ill intentions.

Si Lian looked a little dazed. Now was the best time to win her heart!

However, before Si Lian could speak, Jiang Ke'er stood in front of the microphone.

She said calmly, "The latest census of living creatures shows that the ratio of humans to monsters is two to one, and this is even taking into account the low-intelligence monsters in the deep mountains and old forests. If not, the number of humans is probably four times that of intelligent monsters. You do have a larger population base and more talents."

Jiang Keer's answer puzzled many reporters.

"However, in this Shenzhou Cup, we have killed 185 teams in total, a total of 925 people, not counting the referees."

"..." The people around gasped and looked at the members of the Bagpipe Team in disbelief.

"Team Si Lian has participated in 15 Shenzhou Cups, with 51 members killed, but few people have counted how many opponents died at the hands of the Bagpipe Squad... Coincidentally, I counted," Jiang Ke'er smiled slightly, "a total of 6219 people, more than 120 times the number of deaths of the Bagpipe Squad. One member of the Bagpipe Squad can replace more than 120 of you, so I don't understand why you are so proud."

"The reason is that you have never even made it to the top 16!" The coach of the Fourth Team of the Gods sneered, "What's the point of killing everyone in the city competition? Any team in the semi-finals can do it!"

"Yes, there are tens of thousands of human teams participating in the city competition every year. But the demon race is the only one, and every game they go through is a life-and-death battle. There is no medical practitioner accompanying them for treatment, and they have to guard against those shameless venerables who disguise themselves as contestants, as well as those who seek revenge under the stage." Jiang Ke'er smiled, "You won, you successfully blocked the bagpipe team from the semi-finals again and again, and successfully made them fall apart again and again... You are amazing, you made a lot of money!"

"Haha, you're looking for excuses just because you can't afford to lose." The coach of Team God 4 was shocked, but still said it without showing any fear.

"But you can't stop us this time," Jiang Ke'er raised her head slightly and said calmly, "This year, no team in the semi-finals will be able to return alive."

There was a burst of laughter all around.

"Is this child stupid?"

"There are 128 teams in the rematch. Even if she wins all the time, she can only play seven games at most. She can't even do such a simple math, and yet she's making such a bold statement?"

"Go home and nurse!"

But as they were laughing, they suddenly shuddered and couldn't laugh anymore.

Before the finals, all teams that lost in the semi-finals have the opportunity to participate in a revival match.