Text Volume 1 The Vast World Chapter 71 Take Control of the Battlefield!

"Blue wins!" the referee announced, and for the first time in his life, his opponent looked dejected, doubting his own talent. He came from the Broken Army Dynasty, which was a dynasty where martial arts prevailed, and his military strength was top, and as the general of the dynasty, his military talent was naturally beyond doubt. At this moment, he was slapped by reality, and under the attack of Wentian, he had no power to fight back and was defeated.

"The man who fought in the stars is so powerful, and the people who broke the army are not his opponents. ”

"Yes, yes, is it true that God favors the stars and does not want them to be destroyed?"

How lucky it was to win the game just now, only Wentian knew in his heart that if he took a wrong step, he would lose the whole game. The other party does not care about the gains and losses of a soldier, advances and retreats in a certain way, judges the situation, and once seizes the opportunity, it is a fierce attack, which is impermeable and makes people breathless. If he hadn't deliberately sold a flaw and invited you into the urn with one move, he would have lost this time.

The Broken Army Dynasty and the Xingchen Dynasty have never complained, so Wentian just controlled the number ratio of the two sides to five to one to automatically win, and did not let the other party lose too ugly, that person understood the trick, and cast a grateful look at Wentian, and said sincerely: "Thank you Brother Tai for your mercy, if you can, can you tell me the name, and if you have time to sit down with my broken army and discuss the way of the imperial army?"

Wentian hugged his fists and said modestly: "Brother Tai is serious, this time he won a lucky victory, how can he be merciful? ”

No wonder, no wonder, I lost unjustly, and I was convinced. The representative of the broken army looked relieved, and the name of the heavens was like thunder, who did not know who did not know? A plan to burn the sinkhole to kill hundreds of thousands of enemy troops was to resolve the situation of certain death, open a way of life, and gain precious time.

"That's good, this is my token, Brother Tai calls me Ju Hao, if one day I break the army, go straight to the Seven Killings Mansion in the imperial capital to find me. The two saluted each other and stepped down and returned to their respective camps.

The Emperor of the Broken Army looked as usual, and was not angry because he had lost a game, and motioned for Ju Hao to come to his side, saying, "Ju Hao, do you know who was defeated?"

"Know, ask the sky!"

"Oh, interesting, how do you feel?" The audience was full of interest, and they all pricked up their ears, ready to listen to Ju Hao's opinion.

Ju Hao thought for a while, pondered the language, and then said: "Unfathomable! In the game just now, it was obvious that I had the upper hand, but I unknowingly fell into his trap, and the situation was reversed in an instant. He confessed with a smile.

"Good boy, it's so powerful!" Lin Wufeng and Burning Heaven rarely agreed with each other, and at the same time patted Wentian's left and right shoulders and laughed.

Yun Fengyao's face was full of red light, and the excitement was overflowing, the stars could be said to shine this time, and many dynasties came to greet him and give him enough face. And all this is thanks to asking the sky, God bless the stars, and descend such auspicious stars.

Wentian was photographed and stumbled, after all, the two of them had cultivated profoundly, and they couldn't control their strength under excitement. The two of them laughed more than once, and they didn't find the trouble caused to Wentian, and the rest of them looked at each other, crying and laughing.

Yun Fengyao was helpless, and scolded loudly: "You guys stop a little, under the public, what kind of system will you become!"

Lin Wufeng and the burning sky's laughter stopped abruptly, and he lowered his head and didn't dare to gasp, like a child who had done something wrong.

Several Bapin dynasties in Gaotai noticed Wentian's active performance, their faces were gloomy, the rise of the stars was the last thing they wanted to see, not only the will of the "above", but they also didn't want one more dynasty to compete for interests.

Emperor Yaoshi's eyes flashed, and he had a plan.

"Everyone, the stars seem to be gaining momentum, are we going to do something?"

The emperors of each dynasty glanced at each other, nodded slightly, and looked at Yaoshi: "Then I don't know what the plan is, you can share it, and everyone will discuss whether it is feasible or not." ”

"Ahem, we can send some masters to snipe and stop his progress. ”

"But the broken army has been defeated, what can we do?" said the emperor of one dynasty, and the others echoed.

A group of old foxes, Emperor Yaoshi secretly scolded, no one wanted to strike first, under the pretense of preserving strength, so as not to damage the national strength and be attacked by a group. It's really short-sighted, once the stars are restored, not to mention the anger of the "above", the first to bear the brunt of the destruction are their dynasties, and they really think that the gods are ignorant of those things back then?

"This head will be opened by me Yaoshi first, and someone will come and tell him to go up. Emperor Yaoshi glanced at Duke Yin, and he immediately understood and went down to lead people.

These emperors are happy that someone is willing to make a move, saving their strength, and at the same time they are curious about what kind of people Yaoshi will come up with, the ferocity of the sky is obvious to all, and ordinary people are probably not their opponents.

"Let's go!" the referee ordered, and the game between the sky and the person of the world began.

The Hundred Dynasties will be martial, and the Bapin Dynasty cannot interfere, so of course the people sent need to disguise themselves a little and fight as other dynasties.

After playing for a while, Wen Tian gradually felt that something was wrong, the opposite side was too strong, and he saw through some of his layouts, and in turn used these layouts to cause him some trouble. He came to the spirit, and when he was strong, he was strong, his brain was running rapidly, and countless countermeasures flowed out of his heart.

Yaoshi is extremely freehand, showing the demeanor of a general in every move, and he must be more mature and ruthless in his means, leaving no tail. As the game progressed, his expression became solemn, Wen Tian was like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, no matter how he attacked, he would always have a breath of breath and tenacious vitality. The ratio of the forces of the two sides could never exceed five to one, and he was a little anxious.

It's now! Wentian grabbed a tiny flaw, moved like thunder, instantly broke the opponent's defense line, and drove straight in.

"Blue wins!"

A few drops of fine sweat dripped down, Wen Tian's eyes revealed exhaustion, his mental wear and tear in this game, although it was not serious, but the feeling of burnout still kept coming, barely supporting his body to walk off the round platform, returning to the area of the stars, and immediately began to meditate to recover his soul power.

"This player, you can go down. The referee said to the Shining Man.

"This can't be, this can't be, this can't be! I won't lose, he must be cheating, yes, cheating! I've fought all my life, how can I lose to a hairy boy!" He was mentally abnormal and incoherent.

"Lao Yin, let him come down for me immediately, quickly!" Emperor Yaoshi's face turned pale, if he continued, the matter of Yi Rong's competition would be exposed.

"I'm sorry, this player has some mental problems, please forgive me. Yin Gonggong came to the stage, explained sharply, and then slapped the back of his neck, passed out, and dragged down the round platform.

There was a lot of discussion in the field, how can this kind of person be released, if he accidentally hurts someone, it will be troublesome.

Gonggong Yin bent down and whispered to Emperor Yaoshi: "Your Majesty, how to deal with it?"

Emperor Yaoshi glanced at his unconscious subordinates, his eyes were fierce, Gong Yin informed, ordered to go down, quickly came in a bunch of people, picked them up and left, and never returned.

Everyone's eyes are playful, this is a master? The character is so inferior, they dare not accept failure. Emperor Yaoshi only felt that his face was hot, it was too embarrassing, and he was full of foreign appearance.

"Guys, I'm doing my best, there's no reason for you to watch. His voice was cold, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.

"Ahem, naturally, naturally, this one is up to me. "Now no one dares to touch the moldy head of the world, loser, it's always good to give some love.

"The two sides are ready to enter and the game is about to begin. ”

Wentian opened his eyes, his gaze was like electricity, "Star Soul Formula" was powerful, and the soul power he lost was almost restored to the same as before. Slowly getting up, everyone's attention in the temple was focused on him, there was no way to do it, his performance was too dazzling, and the others were overshadowed by it.

"Game on!"

The people sent by Fengyun were decent, defended steadily, did not give Wentian the slightest chance to attack, and Wentian did not panic, dividing the soldiers into three waves, wave after wave of impact, and taking turns to rest, which was destined to be a protracted battle.

Wentian's footsteps seemed to be delayed. "Someone spoke.

"Not necessarily, if you look closely, his soldiers are resting in turns, and the offensive never stops, on the other hand, his opponents are tired of defending and will be dragged down sooner or later. ”

That seems to be true. ”

At the moment when the people outside the field were talking, the situation in the field changed dramatically, and the people of Fengyun also realized that it was inappropriate to go on like this, so they turned defense into offense and fought back wildly. Wen Tian had long expected this hand, and released an ambushed surprise soldier into the enemy's battle formation, instantly disrupting its deployment. Fengyun was not in a hurry, changed the battle formation in time, and recovered some of the declining momentum, and the two sides were deadlocked.

"Go!"

"Kill!"

The emotions of the audience were fully mobilized, cheering for the heavens, his offensive was more rapid, and the enemy was sweating like rain. The man of Fengyun was extremely shocked in his heart at this time, he had been immersed in the military Tao for many years, and he was cunning like a ghost, and he didn't know how many people hated him under his hands, and now he was hung up and beaten by a yellow-haired child, and he was extremely ashamed.

"It's too much to deceive people!" couldn't bear the pride in his heart, he simply gave up all resistance, concentrated his forces and slammed it head-on, looking like he was going to die together. Will the heavens be afraid? The answer is no. also gathered all the troops, the momentum was like a rainbow, like Pangu's axe to open the world, and it was necessary to complete its work in one battle.

"Boom!"

A loud bang exploded, and the stadium was filled with smoke, and the audience could not see the situation for a while. When the fog cleared, the situation in the field stunned everyone, only to see that there was not a single soldier left on the round platform, and the two sides were tied?

"Blue wins!" the referee's verdict caused a thousand waves.

"Shouldn't it be a tie, there are no soldiers on either side. "There are people who are dissatisfied with the referee's judgment.

The man of the storm shouted: "Yes, I will die with him!" He can still accept the result of the draw, at least prove that he is not even inferior to a teenager.

"Tie, take a good look at what this is!" In the terrain conjured by the Thousand Illusion Ice Crystals, under a large boulder, the only soldier survived, and the blue light of his armor flashed.

"What! and another?"

This scene detonated the audience, looking at Wentian's eyes in disbelief, they were willing to believe that it was luck, but there was a faint voice in their hearts that told them that it was all calculated.

If this is the case, then the wisdom of asking the sky is too terrifying, it can be said that the battlefield is under his control from beginning to end, covering the sky with one hand, nothing more!