My life can't be a harem game!

"Stop talking nonsense to me. I got my sister's happiness back. It cost me some sacrifices, but it was all worth it!"

"Is this really the case?"

His consciousness was suppressed by the God of War and he was a little breathless, but Lu Fengxian expressed a very firm denial from beginning to end, "Mengchan's temper, after she knew that I did such a thing for her..."

The Martial God's soul trembled for a moment, and he felt very calm, "I concealed it very well..."

"You are good at deceiving yourself, right?" Lu Fengxian laughed and exposed his lie, his tone full of nostalgia, "Mengchan is a smart girl, you know, you know better than anyone else, you can't hide your own affairs from her, you are not hiding anything, but deceiving yourself."

Deceiving yourself...

The burning eyes of the God of War stopped. He had expected that his words would be very sharp, but he did not expect that every word would be so heart-wrenching.

As expected of you...

"Even if you deceive yourself, it doesn't matter. Some things are the same whether you deceive them or not."

"So, I came here all the time just to give you a punch, bastard. Wake up. Happiness is not something you can decide on your own!!!"

Along with the last sentence came Lu Fengxian's sudden and powerful resistance, and the God of War was ruthlessly removed from his soul.

A force that shouldn't have appeared, a thing that shouldn't have happened, a scar that shouldn't have been revealed...

"Hey, stop being so pretentious, and come with me for a proper conversation between men, if you still admit who you are!"

Lu Fengxian hooked his finger at the God of War and said this, and his hands naturally assumed a fighting stance.

"I hope to get to know you better through this battle."

Seeing her immature and green posture, it seemed that she recalled her past. For some reason, Wu Shen couldn't help but smile slightly and put on the same posture with him. "I will restrain myself and not beat you to the point of leaving a psychological trauma."

"I don't understand what the guy who was crying just now said."

Just like that, a battle between men began. Although they were the same person in a fundamental sense, the difference between ten years ago and ten years later was huge. In a sense, it was not wrong to use two people to fight.

However, the battle between the two attracted the attention of everyone in a certain room...or rather, the demons.

"Is that guy asleep?"

A female demon wearing a bold and revealing belly-baring outfit narrowed her eyes, and focused all her attention on the man on the huge screen who looked "limp" from all angles.

"I don't think it's right. He fell asleep so quickly that he could sleep better than a nightmare."

The female demon dressed in a somewhat seductive way, wearing a skirt, placed her feet directly on the table in front of her, and her wild black and red hair could be seen underneath her raised feet...

no bra!

Also known as the vacuum state!

"Maybe it's because the customers today were too wild. Last night, ten butlers fell asleep on the floor after serving me, and they haven't gotten up yet."

If people saw the true appearance of this devil who would not stop until someone died, they would probably be scared to death. This terrifying declaration was made by a little girl who looked only about fifteen or sixteen years old.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, she had a male servant and used him to satisfy her sexual hunger...

Things that seem and sound incredible are possible among demons, especially the succubus among the demon clan.

The entire succubus tribe is even more feminine than the subhumans. About nine out of ten are female, and they are educated to lose their innocence at the age of eight or nine. If they don't lose it, they are charmless succubi and have no right to exist in the world...

She is the most open-minded person in the world when it comes to sex, and she is the master of almost all women in terms of taking the essence from men. Even when the demon race was at its lowest, she never stopped her activities. In the eyes of a small number of fanatical fans, she is a very good woman, the kind of woman who was willing to shorten her lifespan by ten years last time...

It’s a pity that no matter how gorgeous the decoration is, the devil is still the devil after all!

For example, now, they are carrying out their daily tasks, guarding the second strongest man in the world and faithfully recording various data on him as information for future breeding.

As for why we say to raise it later?

Of course, before this man's usefulness is completely exhausted, he has to serve the Demon King and use his body to earn military funds for the Demon King's army.

Really, making money is easier than robbing money.

Just spread a little bit of information and those subhuman women who are eager for the seeds of the strong will flock to him and pay money in exchange for a chance to have sex.

In the Age of Brave, most men are diamonds, and the seeds of strong men are everywhere. As long as you can withstand the impact comparable to that of a pile driver, there is basically nothing you can do.

A thousand years after the Age of Bravery, most men are golden. Although they have lost the sharp aura of the first generation of strong men, they are still people with their own value, so it is acceptable!

In the third thousand years after the Age of Bravery, men have skipped the levels of silver and bronze and directly reached the level of rubble. Their bodies are filled with all kinds of impurities and waste like garbage cans, and their blood is also filled with all kinds of weak substances.

Humanity is in a predicament of declining overall strength, and this is even more so for sub-humans.

About half of the youth were killed in the battle with the Demon King. Later, large and small demon vassal races continued to appear to quell the war, and were used by humans as free combat labor...

It was too late when they woke up. The total number of sub-humans did not decrease, but the ratio of men to women had reached the point where as long as a boy asked for permission, even if they were brothers and sisters, even if they were younger brothers... they could have intercourse. It was one of the few places in the world that allowed relatives to marry.

It's just a drop in the bucket. There are so few sub-human men that can't satisfy the needs of women at all...

The decline has begun!

The demihuman soldiers who had been trying to reproduce by mating again and again felt like studs, but if they didn't do so, the demihumans would have no chance of continuing.

They are weakening every day. The power of their bloodline is constantly being eliminated from the subhumans. The male subhumans who are as strong as mountains and rivers are degenerating and becoming weaker. The inheritance of their bloodline is becoming increasingly weak due to the weakening of their power...

In the end, they have become sick and deformed. If a woman wants a good man, she must spend money to buy him, to buy his seeds so that she can give birth to a strong offspring in her body again.

Because of this, this supervisory organization composed entirely of succubi was specially set up in order to make full use of the second strongest force in the world.

"Give it to us as long as we run out of energy. That's what the Demon King said."

"Although I feel a bit disadvantaged, but with the skills of our succubus, even a dead tree can be reborn, not to mention this man."

"It's a pity that this guy could last so long after taking Baihua Mei. I took the dose of a hundred men. Normally, he would have died from exhaustion..."

In the small room filled with malice because of the succubi's discussion, there was only one seat that remained pure and calm. It quietly watched the strong body lying limp on the ground on the screen, its eyes filled with an emotion called melancholy.

The battle between Lu Fengxian and the God of War did not last long, or it could be said that the battle of souls itself could not last long. The two were originally one, so they started fighting without any reason, and stopped without any notice. They stopped tacitly. In fact, they should have stopped because the winner had been decided between the two.

"I lost."

However, when he said this sentence which should have been said with great reluctance, the God of War actually had an expression of great enjoyment.

151. The Strong One You're About to Face

A thrilling battle will make your blood boil.

Fight to your heart's content, roar loudly, and attack at will...

Although it is rough, it is the most enjoyable time for those who practice martial arts.

Fighting once became everything in my life and the only greatest interest I could think of.

There is no need to think about what the future will be like, or whether your life will be taken away by the other party.

No matter life or death, only victory or defeat.

"It's been a long time since I had a battle like this that made me feel happy..." The God of War stretched out his right hand, whispered softly, bent down to Lu Fengxian, and said, "Thank you, I am the loser."

"You are too polite..."

Lu Fengxian's face twitched. If he really won, he would have just regarded what the other party said as nice words to save face. But in the fight in the soul state just now, he was completely beaten.

You may not hit the target even if you attack ten times, but you will definitely hit the target once every time the opponent attacks. Not to mention how painful it is, this result seems to be the result of deliberate suppression by the opponent.

Speed ​​reaction ability and moves...

All of these are things that the person I was ten years ago could do. I deliberately suppressed myself to be the person I was ten years ago and then suppressed myself in the fight. Finally, when I was about to win, I said that I had failed.

"Are you looking down on me, asshole?"

Lu Fengxian thought of himself as a person who was not easily angered, but this situation still made him so angry that veins popped out on his head.

What an annoying guy!

"I understand what you just said, but as the literal meaning suggests, I did lose."

The God of War said this and returned to his body. Then, suddenly and without any warning, he punched Lu Fengxian who was in soul state.

Very fast, very loud, very threatening....

But after a brief recollection, I realized that my current level was far behind that of the God of War. At least I was fully confident that I could block such a punch and fight back...

“This is the first year of punching.”

He whispered an incomprehensible word, then leaned over and quickly threw another punch, with a shrill sonic boom making its way past the area where his fist passed.

"Second year's punch."

He paused for less than a second before punching again. This time, the sound of the straight punch could not be heard. It was so fast that it did not cause any reaction from the environment.

"Third year punch."

.......

He punched again and again, tirelessly, until the tenth time, the wall in the direction of his fist shattered directly, leaving a huge fist mark, and the surrounding part was split apart like a spider web...

"This is the tenth year's fist."

After he retracted his straight punch, he did not make any other unnecessary moves. He turned his head to look at Lu Fengxian who was standing beside him, and asked with a pale face, "So, do you understand what I mean?"

"I'm only a little over half a year old, but I'm actually stronger than you who are two years old." The God of War could be considered a part of his soul, so Lu Fengxian understood what he meant when he said the first sentence.

After narrowing his eyes at Lu Fengxian's rough explanation, the God of War turned around and added, "To be precise, I was the same as you are now in the eighth month of the second year."

The most subtle changes felt in the body can be perfectly reproduced, and all aspects of the increase caused by training and fighting can be fully known.

Although I only had a rough guess at the beginning, now I am absolutely sure that this man in front of me, this me ten years later...

"An existence born entirely for combat."

"Ever since I learned about the battle to determine the strongest male, I have lived only for fighting."

"It's really scary..."

“This is self-deprecation.”

There was no barrier in the conversation and at the end they even smiled at each other. They did not seem like people who had only met twice. However, this tacit conversation and laughter lasted less than a second, as both of them knew what was the most important thing at the moment.

"I'll ask you an answer."

Lu Fengxian announced with a frown, it's not that he didn't want to know what happened to him ten years later, but he still knew that the more he knew, the more dangerous it was, just like the strange changes that occurred when he first learned about his sister's death. Because of this, he can't go back to normal life now.

"can."

The same person, of course the God of War knew his concerns and answered very straightforwardly.

"What's the matter with the third and the second in the world? You are ranked third but people call you the second in the world?"

Lu Fengxian asked this question first. He was really curious about what kind of title he had won in the strongest competition ten years ago, and why he was called the second in the world ten years later. According to them, he should be the third in the world.

"In the strongest male battle ten years ago, I lost to two people in a total of one hundred battles."

"Is that the person who was shown on the big screen earlier?"

Speaking of this, Lu Fengxian first thought of the content on the big screen that he saw at the auction. What was going on with that guy standing opposite him? He had dark skin, long and pointed ears, and was so handsome, wasn't he?

"Zike from the Oni Clan is ranked among the top five in terms of combat power among all male demi-humans."

"Is there any way to deal with him?"

"Don't deal with him, because it's a fake."

This made Lu Fengxian pause for a moment. This seemed like good news that he hadn't seen for a long time. It turned out to be a fake? So someone else took his place...

If possible, it would be best if it was extremely weak...but since I defeated myself, I guess it's impossible for me to be that weak, right?

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"Who will be the replacement then?"

"The Demon King."

"Oh, it's the Demon King... Wait, what did you say!?"

Lu Fengxian, who originally wanted to express his calmness, forgot about his status as a soul and grabbed his collar with his hand, "Is the demon king you are talking about surnamed Zuomo? And called Wang."

In fact, the possibility of this happening is so small that it cannot be any smaller. Since the Generation of Heroes, any words related to the Demon King, including words that sound like the Demon King, have rarely appeared, let alone as a name. That is a more shameful and second-year name than the so-called Black Flame Emperor.

"No, it's the demon king who rules the demons and is preparing to conquer the world." The God of War's calm tone and friendly expression made him sound as if he was discussing the auntie who was buying vegetables next door, which made Lu Fengxian's brain tremble.

"Don't use that tone of voice to me. Do you know what a demon king is?" Lu Fengxian gestured frantically, "He eats human flesh with big mouthfuls, drinks human blood with big bowls, rules over tens of millions of demons, has caused several massacres, and has a power that breaks through the sky... a demon king!"

The symbol of nightmares, a terrifying existence whose name alone could stop a child from crying at night, a terrifying demon who had tried dozens and hundreds of times to exterminate humanity and become the world's hegemon, and had caused the destruction of hundreds of scenic spots around the world.

"He is intelligent and has the charm of a king. He cares about his people and is smart and cunning. He often does not play by the rules, but he has a bottom line."