He knew that he had to kill the woman in front of him, no matter how evil this woman was, in front of so many compatriots, he was defeated by a woman in a gambling fight, and his giant pincers could completely wipe his neck.

So, he endured the severe pain, supported the ground with the chelica pliers that were almost broken before, and limped in front of Lin Mengdie, suddenly straightened his body, slammed his limbs back, and the other chelica pliers fell heavily.

The claw tongs opened like scissors and hit Lin Mengdie's waist, and then, the "giant tongs" used all his strength to slam it!

"Click!"

The sound was crisp, and the giant pincers froze in place.

It was that familiar feeling again, at first, there was no pain at all, but suddenly, the volcano erupted, and the pain gushed out like magma, smashing on every nerve of the "giant pincer".

The giant pincer staggered back, there was a white light in front of her, the woman's cold face was still in front of her, she was expressionless, looking at herself indifferently, there was neither fear nor smugness in her eyes, as if nothing had happened just now.

Didn't anything happen just now? The giant tong asked himself, as if it were so, otherwise why was the woman unscathed?

Oh, my God! I'm a giant tong! The strongest man in the lobster clan, even the current patriarch is amazed by my strength, I have defeated countless strong people in the sacred gamble, how can she be unscathed!

But if nothing happens, what's the deal with the waves of boos in your ears?

The lobsters had obviously lost their patience, and in their opinion, although the giant pincers were the strongest in the clan, and even the idols of some shrimps, they couldn't stand it anyway, and when he pincered a weak woman, he returned twice in vain!

"How can this be, didn't you fucking eat!"

"Damn, if I go up, I must make that woman look good!"

"Replace me up, the giant tongs are old, and the tongs can't move!"

……

The lobsters shouted indignantly, eager to rush to the high platform at once, arch the giant pincers aside, and make a sacred gamble in exchange for themselves to defend the glory of the lobster clan.

The giant tong didn't say anything, he slowly stepped back and stood silently.

Despite the heart-rending pain on the pliers, he still retains his dignity and will never admit defeat unless the pincers are broken in a two-on-two gamble.

"Uh......" The old referee groaned, his body writhed uneasily a few times, it was the same situation again, what was going on with the giant tongs? Or is that woman too evil? He couldn't figure out what was going on. However, the game has to continue, "The fourth combination, Jiang Yan from Jianghan City, attacked the big lobster king from Jianghan City. ”

The lobsters turned their eyes to the side, and Jiang Yan became the focus of the audience again.

At this time, Jiang Yan had already withdrawn from the soft punch, he knew that his performance just now was very embarrassing and ridiculous, and he himself was deeply ashamed, but fear is like this, you can't easily defeat it.

"It's you again, boy," said Gu Huang Shenyuan, "that punch just now is ridiculous, I don't understand, it's that terrible?" ”

"Can't you see it in my head?"

"Oh, I'll take a look." The ancient desolate god source suddenly realized, and it seemed that he had just remembered this stubble.

"Boy, I've seen it," after a while, the Ancient Desolate God Source said, "There's good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?" ”

"About fear?"

"About fear!"

Jiang Yan pondered for a moment or two, and decided to listen to it first.

He felt that there was too much bad news he got today, from Jiang Xingruo's kidnapping to the soft punch just now, he didn't know how he had experienced it, and he even had a dizzy urge.

"It's good, but you can't listen to the good first," said the ancient desolate god source, "you have to listen to the bad first." ”

Jiang Yan was silent, and then conceived in his mind a thousand scenarios of killing the source of the ancient desolate gods.

"The bad news is," Gu Desolate God Yuan said tremblingly, the scene Jiang Yan conceived made him afraid, "That fear is very big, too big for you to imagine, enough, well, enough to engulf your whole person." ”

"To put it bluntly." Jiang Yan.

That is, in certain situations, you may be scared to death by a lobster. For example, when you wake up in the middle of the night and find something crawling under you, and there is a rustling sound all around, you turn on the light and look at it, and half the room is full of lobsters......"

For a moment, Jiang Yan felt his hair stand on end, as if some kind of great danger was approaching him.

The kind of scene described by the Ancient Desolate God Source, just thinking about it was enough to make his scalp explode and his soul cracked.

He had no doubt that if he had been in it, he might have been scared to death.

"The good news is," the Ancient Desolate God Source continued, "this fear has blocked your energy so much that your fists should have been more powerful. ”

"What's the good news?" Jiang Yan asked irritably.

Can this also be called good news? My power was being swallowed up a little bit, fucking fear, he thought.

"Of course it's good news," said the Ancient Desolate Divine Origin, "if you remove this fear, your fists will be stronger, and when you clear the shadows in your heart, your path will be more open." ”

Such? Jiang Yan thought secretly, he had to admit that for a short moment, he was moved.

Removing the fear, the fist will be stronger, the shadow will be cut, and the road ahead will be more open, which is indeed good news, and he is eager to become stronger.

But it's that simple? The results of dispelling fear are wonderful, but what is the process? Or is it really possible?

At least, in Jiang Yan's view, the four words of dispelling fear are heavier and more difficult than moving mountains and reclaiming the sea.

"The opportunity is right in front of you, and the best way to get rid of fear," said the ancient desolate god Gen, "is to face fear." ”

Jiang Yan raised his head and looked at the big lobster, the dark black carapace of the other party, under the illumination of the night pearl, was as terrifying as the black hole left after the collapse of the star.

"Facing fear?" Jiang Yan looked at the big lobster and said to the Ancient Desolate Divine Source, "You want me to beat him?" ”

"Not bad."

"Are you kidding?" Jiang Yan muttered, he looked at the terrifying figure of the big lobster, "This only makes me more afraid." ”

"No," said the Ancient Desolate Divine Source, "fear is unreal imagination, nothing more. You get close to him, and with every punch you punch, your understanding of him becomes more real and deeper, and the fear in your heart slowly dissipates. ”

Jiang Yan was silent, he knew that the words of the ancient desolate god source were very reasonable, fear was untrue imagination, this sentence was too appropriate, he had indeed imagined the horror of the lobster countless times, constantly adding oil and vinegar, and creating the image of a terrifying monster in his mind.

"The best way to get rid of fear," he mentally reminded himself, his fists clenched, "is to face fear." ”

He rushed in front of the big lobster and threw a punch hard!

"Poof."

There was a soft sound, as if a blister had exploded, and Jiang Yan's fist fell weakly on the big lobster.

The audience laughed, the big lobster stretched out its claws, pressed it against Jiang Yan's head, and opened and closed its mouthparts angrily.

"Boy!" He said, "How did I warn you? If you can't use the strength to beat my men, I'll settle accounts with you......"

The claws slowly fell, and the big lobster seemed to be unable to bear the burning of anger, and wanted to kill the damn human in front of him directly.

This clown! He thought, in a sacred gamble, he deliberately let out water in order to turn me into a clown!

"King," said the old referee, "I have to remind you ......"

The lobster glanced at him, then slowly lowered his claws.

"Boy, don't think I don't dare to kill you, if you dare to ...... again"

Jiang Yan slowly retreated, ignoring the threat of the big lobster.

"Is it a little less?" He asked the Ancient Desolate God Origin.

After a while, the Ancient Desolate Divine Source told him, "It's a little less." ”

Little Dragon Girl.

When she said the words "Pig Po Dragon", the little crocodile in front of her was enraged.

"What pig dragon?" The little crocodile said angrily, "Isn't the pig woman the meaning of the sow?" We are colognes and have nothing to do with sows! ”

We are Gu Long, not Zhu Po Long, Zhu Po means sow, we have nothing to do with sows, this is what my father told him.

Their evolutionary path spans hundreds of millions of years, and they claim to be a veritable ancient dragon, and they are by no means a "pig dragon".

Actually, whether it's a pig dragon or an ancient dragon, the little crocodile doesn't care very much. He had seen wild boars, with their fangs and long bristles, and they looked very formidable, and he felt that there was nothing wrong with kissing that kind of animal.

However, since it was my father who said it, it was right, they were ancient dragons, not pig dragons.

"Ancient Dragon?" The little dragon girl said disdainfully, "The ancient dragon is the heavenly dragon, it has long been extinct before the end of the law era, they went to the wider world, what does it have to do with you ugly things drilled in the mud?" ”

The little crocodile was angry, she was even more angry, she was a dragon, Gu Long was her ancestor, and the pig Po Long was of a low caste, but she dared to call Gu Long, it was simply an insult to her ancestors.

"You ......" The little crocodile said angrily, he wanted to refute loudly, but he couldn't find a refutation at all, he didn't know what the difference was between the ancient dragon and the pig dragon, he only remembered his father's words, "We are the ancient dragon!" ”

"Okay," The little dragon girl was completely enraged, she was just stopping here, she didn't mean to talk to this little crocodile, but at the moment she wanted to find trouble with this little crocodile, "You said you are an ancient dragon, how can you prove it?" ”

"I ......" The little crocodile said that he didn't know how to prove it, but his mind was very quick, "You said I wasn't an ancient dragon, how can you prove it?" ”

Hah, he's fallen into a trap! The little dragon girl thought to herself, she was waiting for him to say this.

"The ancient dragon is physically strong," she said, "even a young ancient dragon can be fearless of the flames and miasma of the Dragon Pass, can you?" ”

Hearing this, the little crocodile trembled all over.

"I ......" He was tempted to say I could, but could I? He thought, no, I can't!

He looked at the roaring flames, the roaring thunder, and the vicious miasma in the distance, as if he had returned to the day when the Eagle King and the Ancient King attacked the waters.

How could he be fearless? Hualong Pass took everything from him!

"What are you?" The little dragon girl showed a smug expression, "Don't you dare?" Or you're going to jump down and take a look? Whether you are an ancient dragon or a pig dragon, prove it to me. ”

The little crocodile was silent, how dare he jump? He knows the danger of Hualong Pass, he went down once, the origin was injured by the miasma, and he has not been able to cultivate an inch so far, if he jumps down again, will it cost his life?

He felt a burst of fear, and at this moment, the flames, miasma, and thunder in the Dragon Pass had all turned into some kind of extremely hideous existence, staring at him viciously.

"Hmph," the little dragon girl snorted softly, "I knew you wouldn't dare, because you're a pig dragon, a guy who drills in the mud!" ”

"No!" The little crocodile jumped up, "I'm a fucking ancient dragon, not a pig dragon!" ”

As he spoke, he lunged forward, and his three-foot-long body flew out of the tower bridge and landed straight towards the Hualong Pass below.

The little dragon girl was taken aback, and she saw the fear in the little crocodile's eyes.

He would never dare to jump down, the little dragon girl thought so, looking at his small body, and that weak and ridiculous cultivation, he jumped down and died.

However, what she never expected was that the little crocodile actually jumped down!

In an instant, the fiery snake sprang up violently, brutally raging towards the white belly of the little crocodile.

"I'm an ancient dragon," the little crocodile shouted in the air, "I'm not a sow dragon!" ”

He turned his head in the air and met the flame with his back, the fire snake spat out the letter, and the heat swam over the back of the little crocodile, the yellow crust suddenly softened, and the little crocodile roared in pain.

"Come back!" The little dragon girl screamed, stepped away from the thunder below, and chased straight after the little crocodile.

Although she was angry, she just wanted to squeeze the little crocodile, not to harm his life, after all, the other party was just a child.

However, the change of events was beyond her expectations, she never expected that the little crocodile would be so strong that he would rather die to prove that he was an ancient dragon.

Although it is true that he is not an ancient dragon.

"Ahh

The thunder flashed, and the little crocodile screamed, and half of his claws were slashed, and it was charred black at the moment.

The thunder and fire added to his body, and the little crocodile was in great pain, however, at this moment, he felt something, quietly but quickly approaching him.

He knew what it was, it was miasma, he had been attacked by miasma, he knew how they moved when they came, just like now, quietly but quickly.

Am I going to die, he asked himself, and then gave an affirmative answer, yes, I'm going to die.

He felt a wave of remorse that radiated from his heart, and he felt that he was too impulsive to jump off so recklessly.

Forget it, that's fine, he thought, it's a hundred dead anymore, and he doesn't have to see that kind of gaze anymore, thinking that I'm a waste, and the distress and pity are mixed with a gloating gaze.

He actually felt a burst of relief, and at this time, he finally realized that when he sat on the tower bridge countless times, looking at the Hualong Pass below, he actually had an urge in his heart, that is, to jump down.

The little dragon girl's stimulation was just a catalyst, or an excuse, that gave him a reason to jump.

The root of it all lies in the fact that he has grown tired of living since I don't know when.