Chapter 925 Prepare for a rainy day, Oran's idea!

"Now you want to surrender. How can there be such a good thing in the world?" The talking man is the five beast emperors trapped in the 'boundary'.

Two teams, a total of 40 team members arrived at the scene!

"Ai, Beast Emperor, don't be so impulsive." The God Emperor waved his hand and stopped the beast emperor who was ready to move and said, "As the saying goes, we have to forgive people. Now that they have promised to surrender, why should we be aggressive?"

"That's it! It's good to meet each other after leaving a line! Your goal is to win the championship, right? To win the championship, you have to save your strength! If you really want to do it, there is no doubt that our hell demon team will be destroyed, but you have to leave at least five bosses! I admit that I can't beat the ancient martial arts emperor, but it's more than enough to deal with your five-grade and six-grade bosses! If you don't believe it, you can try it!" The hell demon was a little desperate, showing a posture of bare feet and not being afraid of wearing shoes. In fact, he was beating drums in his heart, praying that the two sides would not officially start a war.

"This..." The Beast Emperor was really scared by the words of the hell demon. He glanced at the combination artifact 'Hell Butterfly Blade' and snorted.

"Hehehe." At this time, the God Emperor suddenly laughed and said, "Well, don't argue. Let me make the decision privately, take the hell butterfly blade, and then let them go. Immortal Emperor, what do you think? This is to ask a man standing in the back.

The man nodded gently, "Yours, our goal is to be the champion. There is no need to waste time and energy on such a team, Beast Emperor, don't talk about it."

"Okay...okay!" The Beast Emperor dropped his head and retreated aside, as if he was a little afraid of the man called 'Immortal King'.

... Although the final result of this battle was not as imagined by the spectators, and the two sides tried their best to fight for a dead net, but on the whole, the battle is still very high enough to deserve the word 'wonderful'.

In particular, the grand appearance of the eight-pin Boss 'Ancient Martial Arts Emperor' and the five-pin combination artifact 'Hell Butterfly Blade' really made the spectators feast their eyes and satisfy the curiosity.

"In Division B, the winning team is the 'Royal Family'..." A pleasant female voice came from the loudspeaker.

*****"Haha! 1 hour and 14 minutes! Oran, I'm sorry! I'm going to accept those national resources. The gods smiled at dusk, hugged their arms, and put on the posture of a winner.

"Alas, people have mistakes, and horses have mistakes... Unexpectedly, the hell demon has a combination of artifacts, which has delayed a lot of time." Oran shook his head depressedly and looked at Zhang Mu: "I admit defeat, those national resources..."

Zhang Mu suddenly laughed, "Olan, while you are still here, I want to make it clear that I won't touch the gambling money of your two families. As for how you explain it, using 9.7 billion mud and sand as gambling money... It's none of my business." Zhang Mu was not stupid and immediately took himself out of the muddy water.

"What? What? What are you talking about? The gods jumped up from the chair at dusk, stared at Oran with wide eyes and roared, "Sot and sand? 9.7 billion units of sediment?

Olan shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "The mud and sand also belongs to the resource unit..."

"You... you bastard! You fooled me! Play word games with me!" I thought that the gods who had obtained a large amount of resources and could build the country well had a feeling of being played at dusk, which made his inner anger rise.

"Well, brother of the gods, don't be angry." Oran waved his hand and said, "It's the battle between our two teams in the afternoon. Do you want to bet again? How about playing bigger this time? 100 billion resources! I promise that there is absolutely no half a unit of mud and sand for gambling this time!"

"100 billion!"

Hearing this number, not only the gods were stunned at dusk, but Zhang Mu couldn't help but be stunned.

100 billion guild resources, how many times can you open the door of the thousand-year seal? No, even the door of ten thousand years of sealing can be opened more than a dozen times! Not to mention using this resource to build arms or state facilities. However, thinking about it, Zhang Mu did not intend to take these gambling funds as his own.

"You are gambling on your worth!" The gods dissipated the anger on their faces at dusk and looked at Oran with a straight face.

Oran shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "Do you dare?"

"Haha! OK! Have courage and courage! Just gamble. I've never been afraid of anyone!" The gods laughed wildly at dusk and said, "Transport resources! See you on the battlefield in the afternoon!"

"Hey hey..." Ao Lan smiled cunningly. This facial expression was not seen by the gods at dusk, but Zhang Mu had a panoramic view.

After the two sides sent the gambling money to the Yanhuang Kingdom at the same time, they left the VIP viewing area one after another. Just as Oran was about to leave, Zhang Mu's voice came from behind him: "It seems that you are fully sure to win this battle, but I don't know how your team compares with the royal family."

Oran turned around and smiled, "Fry with the royal family? Forget it, we are not the hell demon team. I'd better leave such a strong opponent to you. As a lion empire that has just entered the national war map and was founded not long ago, what is most lacking at present is resources. The main reason why I came to participate in the competition is also to win some resources for the country. Speaking of this, Oran suddenly lowered his voice, "You Yanhuang Kingdom should also be careful... I have received the wind. Soon, the Confederate countries will launch a large-scale national war against you..."

"I've heard about the Confederacy for a long time." Zhang Mu nodded and said, "I just don't know if you Lion Empire are interested in participating in this national war." The meaning of the words is very clear. Zhang Mu is pulling over allies.

"Participate in the national war? Haha! Of course, there is no problem, but let me see if there is any oil and water to get. Like a man, Oran put on Zhang Mu's shoulder and said with a smile, "Twelve Wings, if I can help you contain the two countries in the Allies, how much benefits will you give me?"

Zhang Mu smiled and said, "This... When the national honor is over, let's talk slowly?"

"That's it. This is my contact information." After saying that, Oran handed a card to Zhang Mu.

Seeing Oran leave, Zhang Mu turned his face and glanced at his teammates with a blank face. He laughed, grabbed Deng Jie and strode out. As he walked, he said, "If the Lion Empire joins, our Yanhuang Kingdom will be even more indestructible. However, the most important thing at present is how to deal with the royal family. If Oran really wins the game against the Gods in the afternoon, he will definitely abstain in the semi-finals... That is to say, we still have two days to discuss tactics..."

"Alas, in the first team competition, there are so many strong teams who abstained..." The fat man shook his head.

"I can't help it. Who makes the rules of the game so cruel that they will be whitewashed if they are not careful?" The mythical wound also shook his head.

(to be continued)