My life can't be a harem game!

"Ah wu..."

A dog-headed man holding two knives fell in front of Lu Fengxian with a scream. The two knives in his hands fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and there were more than ten marks of being hit by blunt objects such as sticks on his body.

It was a glorious exit after a long and difficult battle, at least for the kobolds.

Some things were beyond Lu Fengxian's expectations, and some made Lu Fengxian unable to believe his eyes. This was probably the simplest battle he had ever had. Although the ogre in front of him seemed to be called the Ogre Slayer, which sounded cool, its fighting power was indeed not worthy of such a title. Although he had also suffered some injuries, it was nothing compared to before. This kind of injury could be recovered in a few hours at most.

"It's really, obviously cheating."

After a little thought, Lu Fengxian shifted his gaze upwards and met the princess of the ghost tribe in the VIP room who was holding her chin and staring at the situation below as if watching a show. He wanted to know why the battle was so easy and she was inseparable from that guy, but she not only did this to herself, but also assigned all the people who were weaker in her eyes to the stronger side, which was quite annoying.

It is out of their heartfelt contempt for those races weaker than the ghosts, otherwise they would not do this in such a highly anticipated competition. Rather than wanting to quickly select the strongest male, it is more like a declaration of power.

What I did was against the rules, what I did was not good, what right did Kefan have to say about this? Believe it or not, I can kill you in a minute!

Putting aside the issue of powerful rule, Lu Fengxian has been in this place for quite some time. He knows better than anyone that every place has its own customs and habits, and he has no way and no interest in changing them. The only thing he can see and focus on is himself.

At least, even if what the ghost princess did was extremely unfair, I must sincerely thank her for everything she has done. Otherwise, I would not be able to win the game so easily with my current self.

We can at least discover something from their actions this time. For example, for the first place winner, it seems that they have something to rely on to dare to do such things so unscrupulously under the noses of more than 100,000 sub-humans.

After leaving the stadium and looking around, I could roughly sense the state of the remaining twenty-odd people just by looking and feeling. The strength of those guys who were so high-spirited even made me wonder if they had used some banned drugs...

The last contestant chosen as a stepping stone fell heavily to the ground. The competition from fifty to the top twenty-five was completely over in less than a day, and the list of the top twenty-five was released!

"Damn, this speed makes me feel a little uncomfortable!"

"I didn't expect that the 50-to-25 round-up would be so boring. If I had known this, I would have continued to grind in my family's bakery."

"Tsk."

Some were unhappy about this situation, while others were still thinking about it, but overall, a considerable number of demi-humans realized that someone was up to something fishy from the fact that it ended so quickly.

Although they knew it, they didn't dare to say it. At most, they could only discuss it in private. You know, although it is true that the demons are a highly anthropomorphic race, everyone in all sub-human areas knows that they are not a completely rational race like humans. Many times, they will fight because of a word or a very small thing.

Bloody, warlike, and possessing a high level of intelligence...

This is the best interpretation and understanding of the ghost clan. No one wants to be hostile to such a medium-sized intelligent race. No one wants to!

It is precisely because of this fear that they wisely remained silent at this moment. If it were any other weaker race, they would have started a heated discussion long ago. That's right, in the world and society of sub-humans, even public opinion will lean towards the strong side. If you are eliminated one day because you talk too much, as long as you have a slightly legitimate reason, the person who kills you, that is, the person who is stronger than you, will not be punished. Most people will secretly mock you for overestimating your own abilities and challenging a being more powerful than yourself.

After the match, the stone arena floating in the air slowly fell from the air, causing dust to fly for quite a while. Then, a petite host with a fresh and lovely face appeared in the dust. On her face bloomed a brilliant smile that should never have appeared on the blood-stained arena.

The reason why twenty-five games could be completed in one day was, on the one hand, that the strength of the contestants was deliberately arranged to be too different, and on the other hand, the rule of cleaning up after each round of the previous game was changed. This time, no one came up to clean up the whole round, and blood was everywhere. Even though there was a huge difference in strength, none of the contestants who were willing to participate in the competition surrendered voluntarily. They all burst out their strongest strength before being defeated. Although the winner was not killed by a Jedi counterattack, he was still at a loss.

"Dear ones, how are you~?"

Standing on the high platform where the fishy smell had not yet completely dissipated, the girl who suddenly appeared raised her right hand and shouted loudly to the audience. Her voice spread quite far, and her rosy little face was so happy. Some of the demi-humans who were originally unhappy in the audience seats also looked much softer because of her happy blush.

"Hello, Neil-chan!"

"Neil is always so cute no matter how many times I see him!"

"Neil-chan, I want to do lesbian stuff with you!"

This is the power of idols. Although it has not reached the point where it can replace all emotions, it is still no problem to slightly change your originally negative emotions. At least after she appeared, the humans who were originally ready to leave as soon as the game was over sat back in their original seats, hugging Neil and looking at him.

"Yeah, seeing everyone so lively, Neil, I'm so happy!"

Finding that her call had received a universal response, Neil first raised her hands up with great joy. In response to everyone's response, she continued, "I don't know if it's Neil's illusion, but Neil feels that everyone hasn't seen enough of the game." Her voice was so pitiful that people couldn't help but want to protect her.

The remaining demihumans paused for a moment, then burst into a fierce explanation...

"It's not that I didn't enjoy it, but I just felt a little uncomfortable."

"I brought my sleeping bag with me this time, but it ended so quickly."

"Or else, let's just arrange a 25 to 12 match, so we don't have to wait for days!"

He stretched out his palms and formed a circle next to his ears. Neil listened to all these sounds in his ears and nodded his head continuously while listening.

"Yeah, that's right. It really shouldn't end so quickly. It's like Neil singing. It would be too uncomfortable if he stopped halfway through. But..."

Neil moved her hands away from her ears, then opened her palms and placed them on her waist. She explained to everyone present with a little girlish innocence, "If this is a break prepared for a better singing, then it's normal. I don't know if people will be angry."

Without using an affirmative tone or asking for opinions, she defined the matter in just one sentence. Although it was a direct definition without asking for opinions, her cute and naive expression did not make people feel disgusted at all, but only felt that she was cute.

What a good idol needs to do is not only to attract the attention of everyone present, but also to conquer all the audience through his or her language, actions, expressions and emotions!

Maybe in some gossip magazines about celebrities in the human world, Neil is an idol from the sub-human world, good-looking but useless. However, when it comes to the cultivation of idols, she is not inferior to any top human idol. Before playing the role of the mediator today, she has worn enough cute clothes, a pink bow with a lace puffy skirt, and finally a head strap. All of these have brought out her original age advantage. She is young, beautiful, and innocent, and at the same time has the natural charm that ordinary women can only dream of.

Even the demi-humans who met Neil for the first time were a little moved, not to mention those demi-humans who were already Neil's die-hard fans. The atmosphere in the venue suddenly became a little uneasy because of Neil's words.

"I'm sorry that everyone is not satisfied with this game, but all this unhappiness will completely disappear tomorrow!"

Neil paused at the right time. He was not in a hurry to tell everyone the whole situation. He paused just long enough to arouse everyone's curiosity before he raised his hands high and jumped up and down and said -

"The contestants will no longer be given time to rest. Starting tomorrow, for five consecutive days, the fights will continue every day, using blood to bear witness to the symbol of the strongest masculinity!"

From twenty-five to twelve, then from twelve to six, and finally three to three, and finally a three-on-three fight…

"Are you tired of waiting? Are you angry? Are you eager to witness the battle between the strongest males? Or do you want to become the strongest male? It doesn't matter, I'll satisfy you! The princess of the ghost tribe now officially announces that there will be battles every day from now on. After each game, the contestants will have the responsibility to be challenged by the males. As long as they can defeat the contestants, they can officially take their place in the strongest male competition!"

At the beginning of Neil's series of introductions, not only the audience, but even some of the contestants didn't quite understand what was going on. But after a few seconds, their minds came to their senses, and the remaining 25 people, both humans and demihumans, began to look grim...

In short, he forced himself to be a praying mantis. His original wish of hunting the ten tribes of sub-humans was about to succeed, but if he was defeated at this time, if there was definite evidence, he would be deprived of the right to compete, and his original combat record would be completely cleared to zero.

It's a bit like the first game. You can win by defending your own ring and waiting until the time is up. However, if you really count it, this is more than ten thousand times more brutal than the first game.

Logically speaking, if you can be challenged at any time, then it wouldn't be strange if a group of people came to beat you up and left you half disabled, and then a challenger suddenly appeared who wanted your seat, right?

Hiding here and there was impossible. Although Ghost King City was large, it was only the size of a palm in the eyes of some sub-humans with special abilities. Finding a person only required some things...

There are two solutions. Either do it in public where many people are watching, or be directly protected by your own forces to avoid this situation. If a group of people come to beat you up, you can just beat them back with a group of people. It is simple, brutal and effective.

The one whose face turned particularly grim was Lu Fengxian. It was difficult to see clearly because he was wearing a mask, but the face under the mask was already grim. He bit his lips and didn't say anything.

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The first to be hit are humans. Although humans have changed the view of the entire sub-human race to a considerable extent during these competitions, hundreds of years of perception cannot be corrected overnight. In the eyes of the vast majority of sub-humans, humans are still a weak race who can be defeated with a little effort... Anyone who thinks this way will definitely target them without hesitation.

"Well, then, please draw lots."

A wooden box appeared in front of him, filled with white labels. Lu Fengxian instinctively followed the sound and found a white note in the box in front of him. Then he saw a red mark on it.

what is this?

Lu Fengxian was somewhat puzzled and confused.

"Congratulations to this human contestant. You have a bye in this round." Neil looked very surprised and made a hand gesture to him, which seemed to be a heart shape....

Lu Fengxian was at a loss. Only then did he realize that all the subhumans around him were looking at him with rather strange eyes, with envious and jealous eyes. "Byes? What byes?"

"Yeah, until the match before the semi-finals, you have a bye."

"Until the semi-finals....Ehhhhh!!!?"

In response to Lu Fengxian's scream, Neil gave her a warm smile and the imperceptible tenderness in his eyes filled with love.

You have always helped me, this time, it's my turn to help you...

228. Neil's Little Trick

Life is really unpredictable. Lv Fengxian believes that he has never been as lucky as he is today. When eating popsicles on the street, he has never received a prize-winning tip for another popsicle. The gift packages he won at the shopping events in the electrical appliance shopping street are usually just a few packs of tissues. He has not even received a decent consolation prize...

"Semi-finals..."

Such a sticky note with a red mark on it actually has such a meaning. Lu Fengxian almost couldn't help feeling happy enough to cry. Among the remaining fifteen people, ten were from the ten major races, fifteen included the creepy vampire Dio and a strong archangel... None of them were easy to deal with!

Considering the premise of winning, it is not surprising that I ended up half disabled. It is even completely normal. At least I didn't lose...

"That's not fair."

At this moment, a subhuman with green skin and sharp fangs spoke up. He shook the white paper in his hand, chewed it hard, and yelled in dissatisfaction, "Weak human, you can't use luck to taint this sacred game. I want to draw again."

The first few words can be said to be righteous, but the second few words instantly expose the real thoughts. That's right, it wants this ranking improvement ticket for the competition.

Goblin!

A race of small subhumans with ugly appearance and even shorter height than humans. There are quite a lot of occupations distributed among them, including Goblin Archers, Goblin Heavy Axe Warriors, Goblin Warriors... Among them, the most experienced and powerful is the Goblin King!

It is a race with a very large number of demi-humans. There is no unified king. Each goblin king directly commands thousands of ordinary goblins...

All goblins, whether they are ordinary goblins or goblin kings, have a very similar personality -

"I request a re-draw, or is there any reason not to re-draw?"

The goblin glared at Lu Fengxian with an angry look, raised the axe in his hand high towards Lu Fengxian, pointed at Lu Fengxian and said, "A weak human being is equal to me by luck, should I continue to rely on luck to make him rise to the top? Are we competing on luck!?"

Whether it's his tone, demeanor, or facial expression, they all fully expressed his disdain for Lu Fengxian. This is the common point in the personalities of all goblins: they look down on humans!

This was the case during the Heroic Age. The social atmosphere at that time was not as realistic and deceitful as it is today. People communicated with each other peacefully and purely. Goblins were the first sub-human race to successfully set traps on humans.

Humans, who were famous for their wisdom and learning ability, were killed by a few simple traps. In a way, this conveyed to everyone that demi-humans were superior to humans. Yes, humans were not only inferior to demi-humans in physical abilities, but also in wisdom.

Abusing and raping human females, forcing them to give birth to their children and being proud of it, this is the grudge between the Goblins and humans that has existed for ages. Even now, when all demi-humans have handed over more than 80% of the world to humans and they have retreated to less than 20% of the world, the Goblins still look down on humans. As members of the same male-dominated social system, they do not like the human race at all.

Human beings are weak, stupid, and inflexible!

Especially in the eyes of sub-humans, other things may not be big problems. All sub-human races with many shortcomings have them. However, there is one particularly obvious shortcoming of humans, which is weakness!

Weakness is the original sin, the most primitive and unforgivable original sin. The strong have everything, and the weak lose everything.

"Human, if you do not agree to a new draw, then I will challenge you. The loser must obey the winner!"

The words spoken in the standard common language of the Federation made Lu Fengxian sweat profusely. He didn't know what to say. Could this guy be mentally ill? He even dared to refute and deny the decision of the Ghost Tribe in public? Moreover, even if the Ghost Tribe gave this seemingly brainless goblin a break, what obligation did he have to fight him?

Many problems finally became history amidst a muffled sound of flying blood mist. Suddenly, a black stick fell from the sky and smashed the goblin's ugly head. He died without even having time to scream and fell to the ground. An archangel in a black tights and holding a black stick in his hand appeared behind him.

"ah!"

The women in the audience seats nearby let out quite loud screams, perhaps because they were frightened, or perhaps because they were quite excited at the sight of blood... Considering the dominant position of sub-human women, the latter possibility is relatively much greater.

"What are you doing!?"

Several demon warriors who were watching silently not far away suddenly surrounded them with long axes in hand, pointing their long axes at the Archangel who was still smashing the Goblin's head. They ignored the verbal tit-for-tat, but they actually killed him directly after the game had just ended...

Blood was dripping from the black iron rod. Facing the ghosts who surrounded him, the archangel simply spoke in a calm tone.

"I didn't do anything. Someone just provoked me and I responded."

After saying that, he swung the stick, and the blood stained on it from the goblins fell to the side. There was even some faint heat emanating from the fresh blood.

"What? I didn't hear you provoking me."

Goblins may be weak, but they are also a kind of sub-human who is quite self-aware. It would be really weird if they were foolish enough to challenge a strong person like you.

"Didn't you hear him speaking human language?"

As the archangel spoke, he picked up the Goblin King's body, which still had some instinctive reactions on the ground, and threw it down with force. The sound of bones and flesh exploding sounded so harsh and terrifying. The inhuman strength coupled with the ruthless full force made the already bloody corpse suddenly become impossible to be viewed from the front without mosaics.

"Since he doesn't want the friendship of humans, then let him be destroyed by humans. I never mind getting my hands dirty."

"But he didn't even say it was you..."

"What? Don't I look human?"

To be honest, looking at the way you are dressed, I would believe you are an alien... The captain of the ghost guards who was responsible for protecting this group of powerful males thought to himself as he looked at the other party's exaggerated muscles. He was about to ask something else when he saw the ghost king sitting on the throne above his head slowly waved his hand. He didn't say anything verbally, but his meaning was well conveyed to the hearts of every ghost.

The Ghost King wants to pardon this man.

"I will obey your orders, great ghost king."

He saluted respectfully, regardless of whether the other party noticed him or not. After receiving instructions from the man on the throne of the ghost tribe, the ghosts surrounding the archangel instantly dispersed and returned to their respective posts. In the passage next to him, several short ghosts appeared and rushed up to clean up the blood and dirt on the ground. They finished cleaning in less than a few seconds.

No one dared to speak anymore. Those who were sure of advancing to the finals didn't care about such tickets at all, and those who were not sure of advancing to the finals didn't dare to speak at all at this moment. This was the current situation.

Even the contestants involved didn't speak, let alone the other ten high-ranking races. Basically everyone was silent and didn't care about these worthless sub-humans.

The goal is always the strongest male!

It was very satisfying. For Neil, nothing could be more disgusting than an ugly guy commenting on his ideas. When he saw the archangel smashing the disgusting goblin's head with a stick, the first thing he did was not to scream but to smile strangely. Fortunately, no one saw it, otherwise the image of a pure and flawless fairy would have collapsed...

"Since everyone has no objection, today's meeting will end here. Please have a good rest tonight~~~"

Putting his palms together, Neil sent out such blessings to the remaining 24 contestants. Neil kept his eyes on Lu Fengxian with a smile on his face. According to his memory, if he guessed correctly, today would be...

...........

The unexpectedly quick competition of the top 50 to top 25 ended, at a speed that was unimaginable. It was a huge blow to many sub-humans who had brought a lot of packages and were ready to watch it all at once. However, the news that followed made them very excited, especially those who didn't have time to participate in the competition or were eliminated. Almost everyone was in a very excited state...

As long as you can beat the corresponding contestant, you can become that contestant and continue to participate in the top 12, top 6, semi-finals, finals...

The first time was just bad luck. If I gave myself a second chance, maybe the result would be completely different?