That red cloud, Jiang Wenming also recognized it.

This is the luck of the human race, the power of luck that only emperors can have.

"Di Xin has been dead for many years, and it stands to reason that there is no human race luck blessing, how can he have such a strong luck power?"

Jiang Wenming was puzzled.

"The power of luck, I really didn't expect that you can still borrow the power of luck to protect your body."

Dayi's expression was complicated.

He lost!

Not to Di Xin, but to the Chinese people!

Di Xin, blessed by the power of this kind of luck, let alone him, even if the saint comes, he can't hurt him in the slightest.

What's more, in the collision just now, he had already suffered a lot of injuries, and he was no longer able to use the second Sunset Arrow.

Di Xin slowly walked up to Dayi.

"Back then, the lone army swept through the four provinces, and ordered the Taishi Wen Zhong to conquer the North Sea, although he killed many descendants of the Wu clan, but it was a normal battle, and they were not wiped out.

Later, they decided to submit to our Dashang, and Gu gave them a fief and enjoyed the same treatment as my Huaxia people.

In the past, when King Wen Ji Chang led the army to rebel, they also raised their clans to help in the war, and when did they not treat me.

When the army was defeated, Lone dismissed them and let them return to Ji Chang, so as not to end up with the extinction of the dead race.

They are all brave and fearless warriors, unwilling to submit, so they led their clansmen to go overseas, and since then there has been no news. ”

The tone in which Di Xin spoke was calm, without any ups and downs.

It's like telling someone else's story.

After hearing this, Dayi was stunned for a moment, and looked at Di Xin with some puzzlement: "Why did you say it at this time?" ”

"How can you explain it to others when you act alone."

"Then why are you explaining it to me now?"

"Because Lone has won now!"

Di Xin's chin was slightly raised, and his face was proud.

What are you kidding, I lost the battle just now, if I explain, wouldn't it seem that I am greedy for life and afraid of death?

Now that I have won the battle, I will explain to you as a victor that this is a gift from the king of men!

Dayi: ......

Looking at the arrogant human king in front of him, Dayi suddenly smiled bitterly.

I was used as a gun.

"Do it, kill me, and end this farce!"

Dayi casually threw away the divine bow that accompanied him day and night, and opened his arms to welcome his death.

The Chinese audience who saw this scene through the projection outside the venue all felt panicked.

I didn't expect it all to be just a misunderstanding.

But now that things have come to this point, it's too late to say anything!

As the loser's side, Dayi, according to the rules of the ring, has only a dead end.

Many people can't bear to watch it.

"Damn the Papal States, it's despicable!"

"Obviously they are all the gods of our Huaxia, and now they have fallen to this point, I hate it so much!"

"Woooooooooo......oo Lord Renwang, can you not kill the god of Yi. ”

"Even though I won the game, why can't I be happy at all?"

"Won the game, but lost a great god, why is this!"

“……”

Unlike previous victories, although the competition was won, no one in the Chinese audience could be happy.

On the contrary, they all had mixed feelings and were extremely sad.

Because this is an internal loss for their Huaxia!

In the ring.

Di Xin held the Blade of Judgment in his hand and slowly lifted it up as it was about to fall to Dayi's neck.

A voice rang out.

"Wait a minute!"

Jiang Wenming's figure appeared in the badly damaged ring.

"Are you ordering Lonely?"

Di Xin glanced at Jiang Wenming, and a terrifying coercion instantly enveloped Jiang Wenming.

Thump!

Jiang Wenming knelt on the spot.

No way, this is the majesty of the human king, as long as he is still a member of the Huaxia clan, he must kneel.

Although I was depressed, I didn't get angry or feel ashamed.

"The king of people is under the crown and moves slowly, and the grass people have one thing to do."

Jiang Wenming had no choice but to reply on his knees.

"Say!"

Di Xin is still the same majestic appearance.

It's just that in Jiang Wenming's eyes, he is an arrogant and dies to save face.

Things that can be solved with a single sentence have to be pretended.

"Senior Dayi, as far as I know, the descendants of the Wu clan were originally divided into two groups, one group stayed in Huaxia, and the other group went to a continent called America after leaving Shenzhou, where they multiplied.

The group of people who remained in China still continued the Wu tradition, they were called the Jiuli people, and the group of people who went to the Americas called themselves Indians.

The descendants you mentioned earlier who were almost wiped out should be them, right? ”

When Dayi heard this, he looked at Jiang Wenming with some puzzlement, not knowing what he wanted to express.

I only heard Jiang Wenming continue: "Although the Jiuli people are sparsely populated, they have no worries about food and clothing in my Huaxia territory, and they have not been treated unfairly.

The group of people who went to the Americas were invaded hundreds of years ago by the believers of the Norse gods, including the Papal States, who slaughtered in the name of the gods, and finally occupied the Americas and established a country called the American States.

If you don't believe this, you can ask anyone. ”

Before Jiang Wenming's words were finished, he felt a cold killing force.

"How daring!"

Dayi shouted angrily.

He didn't doubt Jiang Wenming's words, because there was no need for the other party to lie and deceive him at this time.

It seems to verify Jiang Wenming's words.

In the Chinese Empire, many Jiuli people stood up one after another and bowed to Dayi.

This was actually their ancestor, and if Jiang Wenming hadn't said it, they wouldn't even know.

Seeing that the former ancestors were deceived and almost caused a catastrophe, these Jiuli people were ashamed and angry.

Crying and shouting came and went.

As a great witch, Dayi can naturally feel the blood of the people praying below.

Although it is extremely thin, it is indeed a descendant of their Wu clan.

The more I knew, the stronger the anger became.

After listening to Jiang Wenming's words, Di Xin's face became more and more gloomy.

He thought that he was carrying the black pot for Ji Chang's old boy, but he didn't expect someone else.

If it's a Chinese, forget it, after all, he is the king of people, and he has the responsibility to educate him.

However, it was done by other aliens for a long time, and he was made to carry the black pot!

How could he endure it!

I have always been the only one who bullied others, when did anyone dare to bully me?

Uncle can bear it, aunt can't bear it!

Thinking of this, he directly withdrew the Blade of Judgment and looked at Dayi with a gloomy face.

"Although it doesn't kill you to affect Lone's prestige, but Lone can't swallow this breath, what about you?"

"I've been to the Garden of Eden, I can lead the way!"

Dayi stretched out his hand, and the bow and arrows automatically flew back into his hands.

"Good! I won't kill you today, let you take revenge with your own hands! ”

"Thank you!"

Dayi bowed slightly and bowed to Di Xin.

"You're violating the rules of the ring like this!"

When the host Bobby saw this scene, he stepped forward and said.

"Shut up! Are you teaching orphans to do things? ”

Di Xin glanced at him coldly.

And Dayi was even more direct, raising the longbow in his hand, as if he would shoot him if he didn't agree with him.