My life can't be a harem game!

Victory was too painful. The body was covered with wounds, and even one of the hardest horns of the Minotaur was chopped off. He needed to train continuously from the end of one game to the next, otherwise he would not have the slightest confidence to win the next game.

The last match reached an extreme state. Gangbali knew better than anyone that he would fail if he could not make a breakthrough in the match. He also knew better than anyone that even if the werewolf spared his life, he would die soon due to too many hidden diseases in his body.

I tried to break through and felt it, and turned into an earth-shaking bull. Muscles bulged all over my body, blood was boiling inside my body, and my vitality and strength all reached their peak!

"I believe your wish can come true."

Feeling the power and determination in his words, the Ghost King Paul responded with narrowed eyes. His meaning now symbolized the meaning of all ten major races. Yes, he made a promise that if this young minotaur could take the first place, then he could do it.

"vice versa."

The next four words made the Minotaur's originally happy smile turn into solemnity. That's right, he hasn't taken the last step yet...

Also standing in the stands, also being one of the Asian spectators, but the tall Sophia couldn't help revealing a trace of sadness in her eyes. The figure on the stage was completely different from the one she remembered, no longer as silly as before, no longer carefree, and no longer the same as before.

Roaring like a man in the duel, shedding her sweat and blood like a man, for herself and for her tribe...

"The Earth-shaking Bull will never appear again, because there is no need for it to appear. But if one day, a minotaur who is worthy of being called the Earth-shaking Bull appears..."

"He will lead the Minotaur tribe to change their destiny."

One race, one title, one responsibility. There are many minotaurs who yearn for the Earth-shaking Bull. The problem is that none of them can reach the qualifications to change their job and become the Earth-shaking Bull. Each of them stops at the last minute and becomes an ordinary minotaur.

I really never thought that my brother who was like a big stupid bull would actually become the Earth-shaking Bull. It should be said that I never thought that I would see the appearance of the Earth-shaking Bull. This generation of Minotaur has always been ordinary. No Minotaur is special and no Minotaur can show the temperament to become the Earth-shaking Bull.

It was precisely because of this that he sought help from other races. The stronger the better. As long as any race could show the ability to give enough favors to the Tauren in the future, he would consider it. He only regretted that there was no competition for the strongest female, otherwise he would go and participate even at the risk of his life.

The education in the human world is very complete. It is precisely because of this that I know how pathetic the Minotaur tribe is who do not even have basic educational facilities. They do not even know the most basic common sense, fonts, and the structure of the world. They have been living in that so-called paradise for so many years and are still the same.

They need knowledge, culture, and their own desires and ideas. If they don't have these, then the so-called Minotaur clan will never change.

It was because he was abducted to the human world when he was young that he escaped all the punishment imposed on the Minotaur by the sub-humans. It was because he received education that he understood how terrifying the current situation of the Minotaur was and trained himself madly for it.

People without knowledge are ignorant and numb. Even if they say verbally that they want to be the most outstanding among the entire Minotaur race and want to become the Earth-shaking Bull, because they have no knowledge and therefore do not have anything called faith, even if they are extremely talented, they will soon become depressed.

I have no sense of racial honor. I feel that there is nothing wrong with my current life where everything is forbidden. I don’t feel it is unfair. I don’t feel anything is weird. I accept it and then I am controlled. That’s all…

If the current situation is not changed, the Minotaur tribe will truly be in name only.

Keep training yourself with this attitude, although the value of relying on yourself alone is quite small, but as long as the Minotaur tribe is given a chance to start over, there is no doubt that the reborn Minotaur will be able to return to its peak period, return to the period when everyone revered it. Only at that time will the Minotaur tribe be Minotaur, and it will be possible for the glorious and powerful Earth-Shaking Bull to appear, the Earth-Shaking Bull with loyal faith.

As a minotaur, Gangbale is actually very dull and ordinary. He trains every day and when he fights with other minotaurs, he wins more miserably than those minotaurs who do nothing every day.

His IQ is not high, his physique is not the best, he has no knowledge or culture, and even his EQ is low. So far, there are few female minotaurs in the village who are willing to approach him...

Without parents, without talent, and without even a decent IQ, the only education he had received was the high school courses he had learned in the human world...

Sophia felt a little ashamed when she thought of this. When she was captured by humans, she was tested on her education level to make sure that she was not subjected to any strange experiments. The result showed that she was not even as good as a kindergartener. At that time, the country that captured the illegal immigrant was scared. They thought that she had taken some banned idiot drug and was about to be sold to some rich human as a pedophile!

As a sub-human, even if he is tied up with various restraints or a collar around his neck, the minotaur still has the ability to crush steel bars with two fingers. It is very common for sub-humans to be forced to take medicine that makes them forget everything and become pets of the rich. After all, no matter how much those rich people want to try interspecies mating, they have to consider the fact that they will not be crushed to death by the other party when they lie on the other party's belly.

First they catch her, find a buyer, then drug her, and finally after some completely shameless pet training, send her to the room for the rich man to play with...

Once the third step is reached, it has become an irreversible fact. If you don’t want a certain subhuman race to have strong resistance or murderous intentions towards people from a certain country, there are only two ways -

Either destroy all of that subhuman race, or cure the subhumans who were drugged.

During that period, I really received the country's top gifted education. My daily meals were packages prepared by top nutritionists to restore intelligence, and I also took some brain-boosting pills from time to time.

In just one year, she had risen from a kindergarten student to the upper level of a high school student. It was only after reaching this step that the human country reported the information of intercepting the smugglers, and Sophia was quickly allowed to return on the third day.

After returning, the first thing he saw was his minotaur brother Gangbale, with tears streaming down his face, dirt all over his body, several holes in his pants, a thin and dry body, and like a beggar. During the year when he disappeared, he walked out of the Minotaur Village and searched for him everywhere in the sub-human world and suffered a lot for it. He spent most of his time chewing weeds on the roadside and looking for himself everywhere.

Having lost his parents, and then he lost himself again, even if he was stupid and foolish, he would feel the heart-wrenching despair, pain and regret... The fact that Gangbale walked and looked for himself while wailing with regret on the third day after he went missing is probably a dark history of his that will never be forgotten by the villagers.

If you are willing to do anything for something and risk everything for some existence, the cowardly will become brave, the selfish will become noble, and the mediocre will also burst out with intense brilliance!

This is man, this is sub-man. Compared with humans, they cannot control their emotions, do not know how to learn complicated knowledge, and have no way to express vows. But at the critical moment, they will stand up, regardless of everything, just for others. Pure emotions give them the most instinctive power.

"Brother, you have tried very hard..."

Looking at the minotaur on the stage, whose body was glowing yellow-orange and whose eyes were determined, Sophia was unable to say anything else for a moment.

259. Lü Fengxian, who doesn’t need to do favors

Ever since he heard those words from the Ghost King, he had wanted to speak, but perhaps because he still had some hesitation and concerns in his heart, Lu Fengxian did not take the initiative to ask questions, but stood by and listened, watched, and thought about the direct relationship between the strongest competition and the sub-humans.

The matter has been clearly chosen. As long as he gets the title of the strongest male, the ten major tribes of the subhuman race will allow him to do anything excessive, no matter how excessive it is...

"I want the Tauren to be free again."

When this sentence appeared, Lu Fengxian's heart remained calm. People whose hearts are filled with desires or titles such as savior often think about such great things as saving the race, but this is not their dream.

The size of the eyes is not too big. If it is really calculated based on the contact area with the air, neither humans nor subhumans will leave this size. 3.6 centimeters is quite small from one perspective, but from another perspective it is so huge that it can directly affect the second half of a creature's life, directly affect a person's soul and character. 3.6 centimeters is the most important size.

These 3.6 centimeters cannot accommodate a community of thousands of people, a city of tens of thousands of people, or a country of millions of people.

All you can truly see is what you see in front of you and what you want to see. You can't see anything else.

It is true that the ancient tyrants had hateful personalities, but if they could see everything in their own country with their own eyes, they would be able to perceive the suffering of the people, understand their own stupidity and unrighteousness, and correct themselves...

What a pity. Being able to observe such a vast area and fully understand the difficulties of everyone is the duty of gods. Only gods can do it. Only gods can do all of this. Other creatures cannot do it, including humans, including sub-humans...

“You really have big dreams.”

The Ghost King said with admiration. He had heard about the current situation of the Minotaur, who were once known as the strongest warrior race. That was a situation that he could not change. They formed an army and destroyed everywhere in the sub-human world. They lost their reason, wisdom, memory and self-control, and became pure beasts, wreaking havoc, destroying, and finally self-destructing...

The Ghost King understood Gangbale as a young minotaur who could stand up and change the status quo. However, the next words he said made the whole situation take a sharp turn for the worse.

"I want to transform the Minotaur into the Minotaur ancestors that my sister understands, so I will continue to win until the Minotaur tribe is completely changed and my sister laughs with joy!"

There was no trace of gloom when Gangbalie said this. It was completely from his heart. He wanted to make his sister laugh happily, so he kept changing himself and became the Earth-Shaking Bull. Everything he did was to make his sister laugh.

As a minotaur, I don't have any feelings about the current situation of the village. Maybe it's because I have lived in such an environment since I was a child, and over time I don't feel anything strange. But I can feel that my sister is not happy living in such a village, and I have tried hard but failed. Most people are not dissatisfied with the current situation like me. Even if a few minotaurs realize that something is wrong, they don't know where to start.

Only my sister knows how to change the predicament, and only I can help it achieve its goal. Other creatures, other people besides me...

“I definitely won’t approve of that.”

Looking at the human next to him, Gangbale took a deep breath and then exhaled, saying so profoundly that the feeling of not being trusted by your own sister is very bad, so bad that you can't help but go crazy. The feeling of not being noticed by anyone and not being expected by anyone is unimaginable, especially when the other person is your relative.

“Hmm…”

Nodding, perhaps with his own evaluation and assessment of this minotaur, the Ghost King turned around and looked at the next person...

This is a pervert with a somewhat weird tall stature and a somewhat eerie smiley mask on his face, wearing a black tights and a perverted look. Whether viewed from a human or a subhuman perspective, he is a complete weirdo. However, such a weirdo possesses a strength that can rival his own, and there is also the support of some unknown force behind him.

"What about you? Why do you want to pursue the title of the strongest male?"

"Because God has commanded me to do so."

"..."

I already had this question in my mind, so it was very natural when I raised it. However, the Ghost King's question was met with an answer from the other party without even a second thought, so quick and so confusing that until now I still don't quite understand what kind of existence the so-called God mentioned by the archangel is.

The stronger a person is, the less faith he has. If he really has faith, he will definitely be stronger!

It doesn't seem like he's lying but rather speaking the truth, so now I can only believe what he says is stronger.

After pausing to think for a while, the Ghost King shifted his gaze to the most ordinary and most extraordinary human being. He was ordinary because his life form was ordinary, different from the fanatical life of an archangel, and different from the solemn life of an earth-shaking divine bull. He was just an ordinary human life posture...

But to say that he is extraordinary is really extraordinary. He is constantly transforming himself every time, changing himself bit by bit. In the course of several competitions, he showed that he is even more powerful than himself. It is no exaggeration to call him a demigod.

"What about you? Human, tell me, why do you want the title of the strongest male so much?"

"do not know."

Lv Fengxian also answered this question quite straightforwardly. In fact, when things developed to this point, he turned around and thought about it for a while and found that he actually had no desire for the title of the strongest male from the beginning to the end. What he really hoped for was the happiness of his sister. If he could really gain something like a sense of honor through this title... Sorry, so far, what he can feel is zero, no sense of honor. The ridicule or encouragement of those sub-humans has no meaning to him and has no effect at all...

"Then give me the reason for your participation, young man. Everyone is curious."

"Is there any point in participating... Do you know Wan Mingyu?"

When he said this, Lu Fengxian was a little nervous for a moment, fearing that the other party would suddenly say that he didn't know about this existence, but what made him feel relieved was that after he said this, the Ghost King raised his eyebrows and was a little surprised why Lu Fengxian knew this secret name, but in front of all the sub-humans, he naturally couldn't deceive Lu Fengxian. This was not in line with his way of the king.

"He is an oriental doctor who saved Asians from various epidemic diseases thousands of years ago and was called the savior... Are you looking for him? Is there anything you need?"

"I have something to ask. I want it to help me cure a person, a patient with crystallization disease. I wonder if it can do it?"

"Standing on the duel stage and fighting hard for a loved one..."

The Ghost King did not feel too much about this, he had lived too long and seen too much, he had become accustomed to such things a long time ago. There were many people in the world who could speak righteous words, and he was quite interested in whether he could succeed in the end.

"But I must remind you of one thing. If you want him to attack again, you need to use two wishes together." The Ghost King said softly with his eyes narrowed.

"What!?" Lu Fengxian's expression changed instantly. Fortunately, the mask concealed it so the other party couldn't see it, but at that moment his voice was still a little distorted.

"This is a rule, and also a promise. I'm telling you because you're still one step away from becoming the strongest. Thousands of years ago, this savior who saved us got three promises after saving almost all subhuman races. He used one promise to establish the Ten Great Clans, and another promise to determine that the strongest male competition would be held every two hundred years. The last promise was to hide himself from the world, and no one could find him..."

When he said this, the Ghost King's expression was a little complicated. No matter what race he was before he was transformed into a ghost, he would be deeply moved every time he heard these three wishes. Unlike the three promises of Semi-Entertainment now, they were completely risking their lives to do them. Even if the words of landing on an alien planet were said thousands of years ago, the demi-humans would continue to realize it for thousands of years without interruption. This was a promise given to the other party, and it must be realized no matter what, as long as they can do it.

As time went by, a lot was forgotten, including the kindness that man had bestowed on the subhumans, the dignity and glory of the subhumans in the past, and too much. The only thing is that every time this competition reappears, I will remember what was recorded in the historical documents.

That’s right, the initiator of this competition is the savior of the sub-humans. Now he is still living silently in a corner of the sub-human area. It only takes a certain opportunity for him to reappear in the world.

All he needs to do is to make this opportunity a real thing. Perhaps the strongest male competition held once every two hundred years is still too insignificant compared to the savior of all sub-humans thousands of years ago. But if through this incident, the savior who would never appear before can reappear in front of the world.

Humans have brave men, and demi-humans have such a savior who saves the world!

This is the most perfect composition, and what’s better than humans is that this savior who saves the world is still alive. Unlike the brave men who have died of old age, he is a real living saint!

If humans win, it will become the reason for the savior to return to the world. Even if humans lose, there will be no problem. The Ghost King never thinks that anything is absolute!

"Thank you for your advice."

Lu Fengxian lowered his head and expressed his gratitude sincerely. Then he stood upright without saying a word, waiting for the Ghost King to finish speaking. Only when this boring process was completely over did he walk towards the place where the lot was drawn.

The Ghost King's words were quite powerful and forceful, but there was nothing particularly special about them. Compared to the Ghost Princess's flexibility and variety, his speech was more steady and ordinary, with nothing too surprising or disappointing.

Boring process, boring everything, only the last link made Lu Fengxian a little serious. He reached into the box that symbolized whether he would have a bye in the next game, hoping sincerely that the several future generations in his body could help him draw the one.

It was a pity that although those future ones could be of great help to him in fighting, they were truly dismissive of this aspect. His request was simply treated as nonsense by them, and he did not get a single word in response.

Two red tickets and one white ticket. One red ticket is in the Archangel's hand, one white ticket is in Gambari's hand, and the remaining one is in my hand...

"Is my luck really not that good?"

Holding the white stick, looking at the archangel next to him who was as indifferent as himself, Lu Fengxian said softly, although he had a premonition, his luck was indeed quite bad if no one was secretly helping him. Compared with the Gambale next to him...

"Want it?"

Gangbale shifted his gaze and stretched out his right hand towards Lu Fengxian, exhaling white air from his nose, and said slowly, "I can give it to you as a way of repaying your favor."

The favor he mentioned was naturally the yellow crystal that Lu Fengxian had given him. If it weren't for that, he wouldn't have been able to become the Earth-Shaking Bull so easily and win the game to come here.

"No, no need."

After a pause, Lu Fengxian quickly shook his hand to express his refusal.

"I won't show mercy in the last game because of favors." Gambari reminded him, his eyes full of seriousness. "If you want to use favors, it's best to use them now."

Even after becoming the Earth-Shaking Bull, his nature remained unchanged. He would rather fight one more enemy than fight a human being to whom he owed a favor in the final match.

However, just as he finished saying this, a gust of wind blew in front of him, and a fist was suspended in front of him. The eyes of the human under the fox mask looked quite ferocious...

"I don't need this thing, and I don't need you to show mercy. And don't think that what you bear is heavier than mine. I will definitely defeat him and then defeat you!"

........

260. Archangel's Target

Howling wind, violent wind, steady wind...

There are various kinds of wind in people's bodies, some are manic, some are steady, and some are passionate.

These winds symbolize many things. A hurried person is covered with a violent wind, a steady person is covered with a calm wind, and a righteous person is covered with a wind that always makes people feel comfortable and awe-inspiring...

It is normal for different people to wear different winds. On the contrary, those who can feel the difference in winds and make their own judgments at the first time are the real heretics...

"It's almost time, the final match..."

Curled up in the VIP room of the ten major tribes was a harpy with silver-blue body. Unlike all other harpies, her figure was quite petite. Curled up into a ball, she was less than 80 centimeters tall. She was wearing all kinds of gorgeous jewelry, and her face was rosy, healthy and delicate, looking so lovable.

However, people who really know her will definitely not think that she is a vase that looks pretty but is actually useless. The clusters of wind blades covering her body are the best symbol of this. The sharp blades can smash all objects or creatures that pass through her without her consent into pieces.

"Habi Rola"

This is a legendary harpy. As we all know, although the harpy itself is not too powerful, it has occupied the sky of the sub-human world and has never been challenged because of its above-average comprehensive combat ability and excellent reproduction ability. However, it will still be a little helpless when facing the first-class angels. The angels have always called it a vase with no combat ability, but they have no right to refute it. After all, an angel can fight dozens of harpies alone without losing the upper hand, and two angels can completely wipe out a harpy team........

So they had been silent when facing the angels, but since the appearance of a harpy named Rola, things had completely changed. They arranged a special battle formation for the entire harpy tribe. The angels that originally needed ten or even more harpies to contend with now only needed five to eight harpies to completely defeat them...