My life can't be a harem game!

[The Archangel is my beloved disciple. I know his abilities very well. If you want to win, there is no other way except to use this trick. I just fulfilled your wish. Remember to fulfill my wish...]

The voice became smaller and smaller until it completely disappeared. The answer of the God of Death made Lu Fengxian unable to make any response. Yes, it was exactly as he said. Even if it cost him this kind of pain, he had to choose him because it was the most reliable way to defeat the Archangel. He remembered very clearly that in the future, he had used a large iron rod to directly destroy the memory of a helicopter. That kind of terrifying fighting power...

So it is normal to bear the pain now because it is your own choice.

Determined to endure this pain, determined to thoroughly engrave this pain in his memory, Lu Fengxian resisted the urge to cry out in pain, and looked at the bleak blue scene in front of him with a heavy face. He quietly and slowly endured, enduring the pain that he should endure.

The bones were corrected and refined bit by bit, slowly, gradually, evolving from the original human bones into some more advanced and strange substance.

Maybe after a minute, maybe after a long time, the pain in his arms decreased sharply, and Lu Fengxian opened his eyes. His hands no longer felt pain, but he felt hunger in his stomach. He struggled to get out of where he was, but he touched a layer of something -

boom!

Lu Fengxian pierced it with his arm without hesitation, and the glass vessel shattered into pieces. He appeared naked in the air. The first person he saw was none other than Neil, but at this moment her face was full of anxiety.

"How long have I slept?" Lu Fengxian instinctively sensed that something was wrong and asked quickly.

Neil didn't even have time to show his happiness before he quickly replied, "Three days and eleven hours, and there are still fifteen minutes until the finals--!"

"!?"

Before he could finish his words, Lu Fengxian picked up a mask and turned into a black shadow and rushed out, running straight towards the duel arena. Although this is not the human world, it would be too sad if he didn't even know where his final destination was...

But I know, but what is the situation now? I am going to lose the final game because of being late! ?

"Never allowed!"

Lu Fengxian said this in a low voice, and his speed increased to a higher level. At this moment, he did not notice the black lines on his arms.

It was noon, and the audience stands around the arena were completely full. Both large and small demi-humans were very quiet, and their faces were very solemn. If it was the strongest male competition in the past, this would probably be the most lively time, but it was different now. In the past, it was mostly demi-humans against demi-humans, but now it was humans against demi-humans...

Don't underestimate such a small gap, as it actually symbolizes completely different meanings. As the true rulers of the world today, the only thing that humans lack is probably individual combat capability. Yes, their individual combat capability is totally inadequate. An adult sub-human with normal physique can easily deal with more than a dozen humans. They are weak, slender, and vulnerable.

I had always thought so until those two powerful humans showed up. Although they were wearing masks, their basic features were undoubtedly human. They were able to defeat the elephant people, pass the trials time and time again, and advance to the semi-finals. If it wasn't for good luck or some other reason, the two humans would have been drawn to fight each other. I don't know if this final match has nothing to do with the sub-humans at all, if it really reaches that step.

The situation of the demi-humans will be very awkward. After all, whether it is the older generation of demi-humans or the younger generation of demi-humans, the subjective consciousness is that demi-humans are stronger than humans. If this common sense is said, it will collapse...

"The subhumans will be left with no face left."

The two archangels sat cross-legged on the upper part of the VIP room. They no longer sat inside to watch. They did not want to be affected even in the slightest. They just wanted to watch this moment that could determine whether a certain common sense would collapse.

Most of the other sub-humans were the same, including the harpies and the ghosts. None of them stayed quietly in the luxuriously decorated rooms waiting for the game to begin. One by one, they jumped out of the room and watched outside, with either sneers or curiosity on their faces. Each of them was full of anticipation.

"It's a really good feeling. It's been a long time since I've seen you face to face like this."

Curled up in a ball and lazily looking at the chiefs of the other ten tribes, Rola, the Queen of the Hobbit tribe, did not feel the slightest bit familiar with the other nine chiefs. At most, she had met them when she was the Queen of the Hobbit tribe, and they seldom met after that. After all, considering their mutual sovereignty, most of the time the ten tribes managed their own territories and did not infringe on each other.

“Everyone is still as energetic as before!”

The werewolf chief, who had a wolf head covered with scars and an exceptionally grim appearance, laughed loudly. Even though the people of his race had been eliminated several games ago, he didn't seem to be affected at all and still laughed brightly.

"What a fake smile, Old Wolf! Hasn't anyone ever taught you to hold back your murderous intent when you smile so happily? People can see through it right away."

The old woman with grey hair and beard narrowed her eyes and exposed that as the race that was most hostile to werewolves among the ten major clans, she would not give even a little face to this old wolf who had a smiling face but had no idea what kind of ulterior motives he had. It would be better to just let him die.

"Can you all have a little self-control? We are representing the ten great clans now."

The elf girls laughed sweetly, their voices were not loud, but they made everyone from the ten major tribes stop their meaningless verbal quarrels. That's right, now they were not representing themselves but their own tribes, and it would be beneath their dignity to quarrel with these crappy guys...

With this in mind, they all stopped making noise and became quiet, but it didn't take long for them to start talking again.

"The human contestants haven't arrived yet. Should we make a decision?"

The one who spoke was the Ghost King. His huge body standing right above the VIP room made everyone who saw him feel quite precarious. His body filled with tremendous power gave every sub-human the greatest deterrence.

The king of several competitions ago, the undisputed ruler of the ghost clan!

I'm already late. The human player who was supposed to be in the duel arena half an hour ago has yet to arrive...

According to the rules, he should have been judged as unable to participate and the game should have ended directly with the Tauren's victory, but now two issues are taken into consideration so the decision cannot be made all at once.

One is the self-esteem of the sub-humans. In the past, if both sides in the competition were sub-humans, it would be no problem even if one side was judged as the loser due to being late. But the current situation is that both sides have equal chances of winning. If the sub-human minotaur is disqualified because of being late and the human is allowed to win, then there will be a feeling of guilt.

Definitely not a wimp!

It doesn’t matter if they are not from your own ethnic group, as long as they are sub-humans standing against humans, but you cannot win without fighting!

The foolish but firm belief supported the Asians to overcome one difficulty after another. In the long river of time, they were not assimilated, but constantly took the essence and removed the dross to refine their own culture and civilization. They made progress again and again, and retained what could not be lost.

Self-esteem, honor, reputation, race, reproduction...

These few words encompass almost everything that the demi-humans cannot afford to lose. Now, if the RAG Minotaur wins without a fight, what will be lost will undoubtedly be the glory and self-esteem of all demi-humans!

The second question is about the contestants!

Of course, it wasn't that he didn't agree to continue waiting and that's why he was making a scene. If the contestants unilaterally refused to wait, then the game would definitely have a result when the humans were late. However, the situation was exactly the opposite. When a ghost staff member went up to ask for his opinion, the only answer he got was this...

"I will wait. I am willing to wait. No matter how long it takes, I will wait for a few hours, a few days, a few months, or even a few years. I will never accept this victory unless I fight him to the death!"

Gangbale was roaring when he said this. Not only he himself could not accept such a victory that seemed to have fallen from the sky, but his own tribe and his sister would not accept it either. If they just accepted it and ended this battle without a beginning or an end, he would probably never forget it for the rest of his life.

Whether he succeeds or fails, let me fight to the end and let me see whether his belief is stronger or my own wish is correct!

The strong and upright desire infected all the demi-humans in the arena. When Lü Fengxian rushed to the duel arena, the overwhelming power of the lake suddenly burst out, shocking Lü Fengxian for a moment...

"What's going on?"

264. What is the significance of the strongest male competition?

The overwhelming cheers rang out, the rocks vibrated, the air vibrated slightly, and the body...

It was not until the voice ended and the other party stood in front of him that Gambale spoke. He stared at the human who had made him wait for nearly an hour with his bull eyes, and said softly -

"You came."

"It's a bit slow, I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter. The real battle won't slow down no matter how long we wait. Now, let's get started!"

He stretched out his right hand, and a thick and long ancient totem pole appeared beside him. Compared with the illusion and emptiness of the previous period, the current totem pole was undoubtedly much more solid, with mountains, rivers, grass and trees, as well as sacred cows roaring to the sky.

Even after drawing a blank ticket, he never slacked off in learning the power of the Earth-Shaking Divine Bull. He kept condensing and gathering it, and finally became what he is now, this powerful person!

"Come on, prove yourself. Prove whether your belief is stronger or my desire is stronger!"

His body suddenly grew to five meters in length, and with the golden totem pole in his hand, his body was ready for the battle. Now, he only needed a thought to unleash the most terrifying power and tear his opponent into pieces like paper.

The oldest warrior, the most glorious warrior, the battle that cannot be lost...

“It really is…”

Taking a deep breath, Lu Fengxian slowly got into his stance. The first person he saw when he came to the demi-human world was this simple-minded but strong-limbed minotaur, so he could understand his feelings.

We must win for our family, and work hard for our race, keep improving, and keep getting stronger...

In the end, it became like this.

There was no trace of the simple minotaur Gangbale who could only smile foolishly. What he saw now was Gangbale, the earth-shaking bull, a warrior of glory!

"I have been looking forward to this moment, but can you promise me one thing..."

The Minotaur was so huge, and his aura was so invincible, but his eyes were filled with sadness. He raised the totem pole in his hand and asked, "After this game, whether we win or lose, can you still be my friend?"

Clam! ?

Lu Fengxian was subconsciously stunned. Just as he was about to respond to his words, a sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart. In the next moment, a huge totem pole smashed him directly into the ground -

Duang!

Then Gambari put his foot on the totem pole and added slowly, "Maybe you don't have time to answer."

This is a typical tactic of making a feint to the east and attacking in the west. It may be quite common for others, but it is a little bit difficult for Gangbale to adapt to it. In fact, he was a little surprised after discovering how effective it was. According to this situation...

"You're just worrying too much. I'm not that easily defeated."

However, such a sound came from under his feet, accompanied by a really dull roar and an arm shining with black light. Little by little, the heavy totem pole and the steel balle itself were trembling slightly, and were supported up little by little, and a mask covered with dust slowly appeared.

"You never stop learning. How dare this bastard cheat me!?"

When Lu Fengxian said this, veins popped out on his forehead. If he hadn't instinctively felt that something was wrong, he would have really fallen for his trick. This was what made him angry. He almost got tricked by this idiot. It seemed that his strength was not the only thing he had improved during this period of time!

With more control over the timing of battle and the use of words, he was able to transform from a stupid cow into what he is now...

"I have to praise you, Gambale!"

Using his own strength from his waist, Lu Fengxian stood up directly from the ground, fiercely overturned the totem pole in his hand and the steel balle to the ground, and finally smashed the opponent's totem pole with a hard punch, knocking it back.

It's strange to say, if I were to hit the totem pole with my flesh and blood, it should be very painful, but in fact it didn't hurt at all, even my two arms didn't feel any extra pain while I was hitting it.

"How is this going?"

Because he left in such a hurry, he had not noticed the black marks on his arms. Now Lu Fengxian noticed that the black marks on his arms were as terrifying as a black dragon, circling and roaring...

[You don't think that just one move would require such a painful price, do you? ]

The voice of the God of Death sounded in Lu Fengxian's heart. He was still dressed in black and had black chains on his hands. He stretched out his hands to Lu Fengxian. His dark hands seemed to attract everything so pure that no other colors could be seen on them. They were hands that symbolized despair.

Those hands had always been completely covered up. It was the first time that Lu Fengxian really saw the true appearance of the God of Death's hands. They were not ugly at all, but shiny black, a kind of evil dark beauty!

[Sinful hands, all human sins start from the hands, so I focus on changing my hands thoroughly. Maybe it’s still a little early, but I’ll give you a taste now…]

[The power that was called the Hand of Death ten years later]

Then Lu Fengxian saw all kinds of scenes begin to appear in his hands. Some people were wailing, some were screaming, crying, blood, despair——

To bear the corresponding power, one must have the corresponding awareness. The power of the god of death is the best symbol, symbolizing the power to kill.

At this time, giving this power to yourself is not so much about helping yourself as it is about giving yourself the right to choose, whether it is power or the future...

"It seems like you have some interesting little tricks?"

Gangbale slowly stood up from a half-kneeling position and looked at Lu Fengxian's hands. He felt a great danger from them!

"Well, it's a very novel and interesting trick..."

Lu Fengxian laughed awkwardly a few times and wanted to respond to the other party, but unfortunately the other party didn't seem to feel the embarrassment of his laughter. He just smashed the ground hard. A bunch of ochre-colored stone pillars rushed out from the ground and rushed towards Lu Fengxian like waves.

The rough stone pillar without any sharp edges could not penetrate Lu Fengxian's body, but it could easily knock his body away.

To avoid or to evade...

"If it were a normal situation, of course, but now——"

Clenching his fists tightly, Lu Fengxian smashed his fists in front of him, and his black hands stabbed directly into the ground...

"I don't think it's necessary!"

There was also a vibration, but what came out was black gas, which directly covered the stone pillars that were rushing over, and in an instant it caused them to rot and finally collapse. By the time they reached Lu Fengxian, they had already been completely reduced to powder.

Even he himself had not thought that there would be such an effect. He originally thought that it would be good enough to be able to block those stone pillars. He never thought that he could directly corrode and decompose them like this.

【Death Granted to the Earth】

"This is impossible."

Gangbale said in disbelief when he found that all the attacks he created using the power of the earth were disintegrated. Then he smashed the totem pole forward fiercely. This time, no huge stone pillar appeared, but a deep ravine appeared, pointing directly to Lu Fengxian.

Jumping and dodging, Lu Fengxian also picked up the huge rock on the ground that was broken by Gangbale's hammer and threw it at him fiercely. The first moment after landing, he relied on his strengthened arms to fight the opponent head-on.

Having inherited the memory of the Earth-Shaking Divine Bull, the totem pole can be used like limbs. Otherwise, it would have been defeated by Lu Fengxian's continuous and powerful attacks. If it were just a fist attacking the flesh, it would be nothing at all. The problem is that under the erosion of that strange aura, even the stone would gradually collapse, let alone the flesh.

"You've really made a lot of progress, Minotaur!!!"

With his two fists against his totem pole, Lu Fengxian said with a smile. Although he couldn't see it, Gangbale could roughly know what was going on from his tone.

"I have always hated you, human. Maybe you don't even know it, but I hate you very much!"

Gangbale growled in a low voice, his eyes full of bloodshot. This was his true inner thoughts that he had never revealed to anyone. Why did his sister prefer to rely on a weak race like humans instead of relying on him? Was he not even as good as a human in his sister's eyes?

"I don't know, so get out of here!"

The last sentence was roared out in anger. Lu Fengxian struggled hard to overturn Gangbale again, and then the moment he was overturned, he clenched his hands into fists and attacked him again and again. With every punch, a subtle but real murderous intent would inevitably invade his body, which was so terrifying and so heart-wrenching.

"Moo!!!"

Gangbale roared, lowered his head once and then raised it again, and used his only remaining horn to directly knock Lu Fengxian away, and swept the totem pole towards him!

This was a very brutal and murderous and resolute battle. The two men spoke less and less as the battle went on, but at the same time, there was more murderous intent and misery in their eyes. That's right, they both wanted to knock each other down completely without any dispute. It had nothing to do with good or evil or anything else. It was just a battle to protect the lives and wishes of their families. They would fight to the end without any provocation!

God is watching what people do. At this moment, as the gods watching the two warriors fight, the people of the ten major tribes are also quite surprised at the bloodiness and fighting methods of these two people. Needless to say, Gangbale, as the Earth-shaking Divine Bull, has actually used the power of the earth to this extent. This is something that even those of the Minotaur tribe who successfully transferred to become Earth-shaking Divine Bulls could not do...

As for humans? It was a miracle that pure killing intent that could not be used by living things actually appeared in him. I had never seen a person who could keep such killing intent attached to his body without falling into a state of madness!

"What a strange human being. Now he has a strange wind of death. His vitality was so strong not long ago..."