Shortly after the disappearance of the owner of the sea, Sakura Sakura, who had been hiding on the side, suddenly let out a scream, and cracks appeared on her body, followed by cracks like porcelain.

The battle is over!

Huaxia Kingdom suddenly let out a deafening cheer.

On the other hand, the cherry blossom country is like a mourner, full of sadness.

The sea water disappeared, the waterspout stopped, revealing Zhu Bajie's majestic body, and before Jiang Wenming could open his mouth, he saw his body stumbling.

Immediately afterwards, he fell to the ground, and his body began to quickly return to its original size.

"Marshal Tianpeng."

Jiang Wenming was shocked and hurriedly ran over to check.

The cheers of the audience in the Chinese Empire came to an abrupt end, and they all craned their necks to see what was going on.

Didn't they win?

How could Marshal Canopy fall?

Jiang Wenming ran to Zhu Bajie in one breath, but saw that his face was extremely pale, and his whole person was like dry bones.

"How so?"

When Jiang Wenming saw him like this, he only felt like his heart was being pinched fiercely.

"I'm so hungry!"

Zhu Bajie made a faint sound.

The Huaxia Empire has not offered them incense for too long, and there is no one in the strength of one person, coupled with the excessive consumption just now, Zhu Bajie at this time is almost close to running out of oil.

The battle just now seemed easy, but in fact, he had been holding on strongly, and if it weren't for the fear that the other party would see his hypocrisy, he would have fallen long ago.

Now that the owner of the sea has been killed, he finally can't hold it anymore.

Jiang Wenming's eyes were red, and he turned his head and roared in the direction of Huaxia: "Food, offerings, quickly!" ”

Li Jianguo, who was sitting on the chief stage, heard this, and immediately turned around and shouted to the chefs who had already prepared: "What are you still doing in a daze, bring all the food." ”

At this moment, it was not just the crowd in the audience.

Even the people who broadcast it on the screen are busy.

Every household has a table for worship, so it is not a hassle to worship.

From food and wine to snacks and fruits.

All of them were placed on the table, and the name of Marshal Tianpeng was silently recited in his heart.

Soon, one after another offerings of food appeared in the mythical ring.

Jiang Wenming ran over quickly, hugged him, and came to Zhu Bajie with a bunch of food.

Zhu Bajie barely cheered up, took a fruit and put it in his mouth, and began to chew it in large gulps.

The host, Bobby, stood aside, quietly watching the scene, and did not say anything to stop it.

As a god, he naturally knows the plight of the Chinese gods.

In the past hundred years, there has been no incense offering, and one by one they have to self-seal themselves to reduce the loss of divine power.

To tell the truth, if it had been another god, it would have been punished by the god of destruction a long time ago.

But the Chinese gods did not do this.

They would rather be self-proclaimed than hurt the people of China.

In the eyes of the other gods, the almost humiliating offering was eaten with relish by Zhu Bajie.

Soon, the food on the ground was swept away by Zhu Bajie, and although he did not recover much strength, at least he did not collapse.

"Okay, boy, what I promised you has been completed, and then it's up to you, the gods of China are all in a state of self-proclaim, if there is no power to worship faith, I'm afraid it will be difficult to wake them up."

After Zhu Bajie finished speaking, he got up from the ground, patted the dust on his buttocks, and casually carried the nine-tooth nail rake to his shoulder, and left freely.

Somehow, looking at Zhu Bajie's bleak back, Jiang Wenming only felt that his eyes were blurry.

Tears flowed uncontrollably.

This is the god of Huaxia, even if they humans have forgotten them, they are still willing to stand up in times of crisis.

"Welcome Marshal Tianpeng to his throne!"

Jiang Wenming rushed to Zhu Bajie's back, bowed to the end, and shouted in his loudest voice.

"Welcome Marshal Tianpeng to his throne!"

At this moment, in China, men, women and children, they all bowed to Zhu Bajie's back.

Zhu Bajie's figure disappeared, and there was another statue and god in the Huaxia Pantheon.

After a long time, the crowd got up.

Li Jianguo turned his head sideways and said to the secretary beside him: "Pass the order, in Huaxia, the incense in the Pantheon is not allowed to be interrupted for 24 hours, and it is offered at least once a week." ”

"Yes!"

The secretary also recovered from the shock just now, and quickly nodded yes, and the figure flashed and disappeared in place.

"We are not filial to the descendants of future generations, but we are ...... ......"

When Li Jianguo thought of Zhu Bajie's appearance just now, his eyes suddenly turned red.

The emperor did not send hungry soldiers, and they ......

As the gods of China, they have been reduced to relying on self-proclaimed to survive.

I won this time, but what about next time?

Do you want to summon a group of gods who have cut off the incense for a hundred years to fight for them?

If it had been a god from another country, it would have been punished a long time ago.

But they never condemned Huaxia.

As soon as he thought of this, Li Jianguo felt his chest blocked.

[For the third game, please send representatives from both sides.] 】

At this time, the voice of the host Bobbi sounded, pulling everyone's thoughts back.

Jiang Wenming just wanted to speak, but was held down by Long Ye.

"You've done enough, it's our turn next."

"I can still ......"

"Huaxia is everyone's Huaxia, not you alone, you have such a talent, you will be indispensable to carry the banner in the future, now, let us old guys, cover you from the wind and rain again."

Before Jiang Wenming could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Long Ye.

His talent is obvious to all, as long as he is given some time, he will definitely be able to stand alone in the future and become the new god of war in Huaxia.

But now, he's too young to rely on luck all the time, right?

It is not always possible to summon a great god like Marshal Tianpeng, and not all gods can fight the enemy with a weak body.

Now that they've won two games, they just need one more win and there's no need to take such a big risk.

"Old Dragon, I'll go on this one, you keep the pressure formation, I feel that the Sakura Empire is going to send Oka Motoro to play."

Xue Jiaxiang said with a solemn expression.

Okamotoro, the number one master of the Sakura Empire, has the same status as Tatsuno in China.

The awakened natal deity is Suno Sao, who is extremely destructive, and even in many empires, he can rank in the top ten.

In this era when the god king is not out, this is the ceiling of combat power.

Tatsuno's natal deity is the third prince of Nezha, although he is also very strong, but Jiang Wenming is not sure what the other party's state is, in case he is also in a weak period, against Suno Sano in his heyday, the victory or defeat may be difficult to predict.

If it loses, it will definitely be a disaster for Huaxia.

They can't bet.

"Old Xue, you ......"

Long Ye looked at Xue Jiaxiang with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

Even he was not sure how to deal with Okamotoro, and how Xue Jiaxiang was the opponent of the other party.

He was planning to risk his life to conduct a horse race, so that Tatsuno could avoid the other party.

"Needless to say, I have made up my mind, Lao Long, we are soldiers, everything is for Huaxia."

Xue Jiaxiang smiled and patted Long Ye's shoulder, then turned his head to look at Jiang Wenming.

"You're a good kid, but it's a pity that my daughter is still young, otherwise...... Hahaha......"

Xue Jiaxiang smiled very freely, then strode into the ring and shouted in the direction of the Sakura Empire: "Huaxia Xue Jiaxiang, Okamotoro, dare to fight with me!" ”