As in the square, the battle has reached its most intense moment.

Of the ten challengers, seven have already fallen.

Now Yun Lang is working a burly and huge female titan, even if he is replaced with the 'power of the dragon', the huge size gap is still a big vat with chopsticks.

However, Yunlang's limited-time mission must be within half an hour to make this female titan feel unprecedented happiness.

It's not just cloud waves.

The other three challengers, their tasks, are not easy at all.

Dragon Quest, hunting giant spiders, and tearing apart the Alien Empress are all challenging challenges.

Not only are there physical difficulties to overcome, but also psychological challenges.

This chaotic scene, which should have been thought of, suddenly had a tragic feeling inexplicably.

After a fierce battle, everyone inexplicably felt a spirit.

A spirit used to challenge difficulties and recklessly charge the unknown.

From the twentieth century, Homo sapiens arose.

It seems that everyone... At least the vast majority of people have been bombarded with all sorts of messages since childhood.

There will always be countless people who will tell you through countless ways.

What not to do, what not to do, what to be careful about.

The dark side of society is summarized and concentrated, constantly torn in front of you, even if you have never had personal contact, you still feel that society is extremely dark and hopeless.

People are beginning to live cautiously and timidly.

But now, Yunlang... And those who challenged him, fully proved and explained to everyone.

What is called, go forward bravely, and never regret it.

How can there be so many possibilities that are impossible?

If you make up your mind, then do it, and anything, as long as you do it to the extreme, will not just move yourself in the end.

"Come on!" the first person shouted out in a generous voice.

Then more shouts began to ring.

On the other end of the network, in the villa, in the hotel, in the aircraft, in the spaceship, in the lonely mineral planet... , everyone almost stopped their original 'movements' and began to cheer for Yunlang and them.

Ludo continues.

The battle of willpower continues.

One challenger fell.

But he's not a loser.

Because no matter who it is, it is extremely difficult for him to persist for an hour without output under the attack of three succubus banshees.

What's more, he has been fighting for so long, and he is already scarred all over his body and his spirit is lax.

The paramedics came on the field and sent the warrior, who had softened his whole body, into the recovery room.

What followed was a fight of three people.

Yun Lang roared loudly with beads of sweat on his chest, and his voice became hoarse, inexplicably with the smell of iron and blood.

At this moment he was riding on the horseman's back.

The centaurs are running at a speed of 100 kilometers per second on Pinru Square.

And the cloud wave must cling to its back, output at least fifty beats per second, and last up to three hours... Or let the centaurs fall first.

This is an extreme test of balance, support, and coordination.

All it takes is one lap and he falls off the horse and loses the race.

Everyone tensed their nerves for Yunlang.

The shouts outside the field, the cheers, wave after wave.

Are Yunlang tired?

Of course he was tired.

But at the same time, he was excited.

Couldn't be more excited.

Honestly, everyone has a heart that craves to be recognized.

Although the road is chosen by oneself, it must be completed when you walk on your knees.

But because of the peculiarity of his way of practice, many worlds, many times, he is regarded as a pervert.

Yunlang really wants to tell everyone, I... It's not a pervert... At least not the kind of perversion in the ordinary sense.

He just chose the same path as the average person.

People should follow their hearts honestly, as long as they do not bring harm to others, then... Why not?

Now, the cheers from the sidelines, the cheers.

It's his best accelerant.

That feeling of being recognized... It's cool!

It's cool to the bones, even the happiest 'play' doesn't have the pleasure of being recognized at the moment, which makes him feel comfortable.

So, Yunlang didn't want to lose.

He unleashed a trick that he had been hiding all along.

Among the magic skills in the room, there are many skills, which are exclusive to women.

But Yun Lang has tried, and he has transformed some skills.

Make it accessible to men.

For example, now, on his spear, there is suddenly a huge suction.

It's like a little black hole, condensed on the tip of a gun.

When the suction force was generated, the tall, burly centaur woman let out a long, soft roar.

Then he slid on his knees and slid on his knees.

When she stopped completely, every full muscle in her body was twitching, and the sweat of excitement spread all over her body, almost soaking the ground into a river.

Just ahead, is the end.

As long as Yunlang is throwing a nine, he will be the first to reach the finish line and end this tug-of-war.

Yunlang waved.

The dice shook, and in the expectant eyes of countless people, a seven was shaken.

Syllable!

A figure fell.

Yunlang only has the last opponent left.

And that opponent shook out twelve points, only three steps away from Yunlang's position, and it is also possible to decide the winner in one game.

Yunlang's new mission is to make the dry desert banshee flow out of the sweet spring again.

And his last opponent, the task is to make the delicate ghost who is good at disguise reveal his true face.

In comparison, Yunlang's opponent's task is much simpler.

Although the fine ghost is good at disguise, his willpower is not strong.

With the strength of Yunlang's last opponent, it only takes a rapid onslaught to achieve the goal.

Instead, let the desert banshee flow out of the sweet spring... It's extremely difficult.

The desert banshee was originally a natural earth goddess, originally a land goddess, but as the land she ruled became a desert, the goddess also degenerated into a banshee, and even fell to a very unbearable state.

If Yunlang wants the desert banshee to gush out of the sweet spring again, it is not just a physical conquest.

It is even more necessary to open her heart through this special way of communication, so that the spiritual fountain of life can surge again, to water the dry earth, and to restore everything to its vigorous appearance again.

"Come on, Yunlang! Rush the duck!" a man waved his fist, as if he had thought of something at this moment, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Rush the duck! Go! save her! save the parched land!"

"Go, it's just you! Only you can change her and make her a goddess again!"

"Yunlang! we are optimistic about you!" The voice outside the field, after all, can only be used as a background.

But in this background, Yunlang is particularly energetic.

An ancient and passionate war song echoed over the square.

Tokyo Hot - Z3BROTHER, the high-pitched and rhythmic tune, and the undulating chest of Yunlang and the swaying hairy legs form a perfect linkage.

He... Rushed to his opponent and launched a charge without hesitation.

"The Upanishads... Kato Izumi pointed out··· One finger flies down for nine days!"