Slay the God: Jar Merchant, General Zhao Opens the Forbidden Ruins

Chen Muye was in a state of utter embarrassment and speechless as he watched Hongying and the other man launch a violent attack. Every time they attacked, he had to deal with them in a panic.

When fighting one-on-one with people of the same level, he is not afraid of anyone, but he is no match for two people. And they are two teammates with rich combat experience, so it is good that he can hold on until now.

At this time, Xiaonan swung the knife again, with a smirk on his face: "Captain, give up."

"Be obedient and step down from the arena, or Sister Hongying's spear will show no mercy."

"Xiao Nan, don't try to persuade me." Hongying wanted to stab someone somewhere. "I haven't fought enough yet. Captain, you must hold on. If you can't hold on any longer, just look up at the prize in front of you. That way you'll have the motivation to persevere."

Chen Muye felt his butt tighten, and dodged to the side with a sullen face. "It's really a waste of my love for you two guys. Why did you have to hit your own captain when you could have hit anyone else? Don't even think about me making braised pork for you anymore."

Hongying raised her eyebrows while attacking and said, "How can this be called a fight? This is a friendly match. We sisters only want you, the captain, to test how much you have improved during this period. We definitely won't do anything like hitting the captain."

Xiaonan nodded repeatedly upon hearing this. "Right, right, right. It's a friendly match. While testing one's strength, it's normal to throw the captain off the stage, right? What do you think, Sister Hongying?"

Hongying felt the same way: "It's very normal, more normal than normal people."

"You're good at talking." Chen Muye glared at him. "Why don't I usually see you two being so talkative? If you want to hit me, just say it directly. Why beat around the bush?"

"Oh...."

Hongying and the other two did not deny it, but just smiled and did not reply, but their attacks became more fierce.

The sword flashed, the gun shadows were like stars, and each move forced Chen Muye to retreat again and again.

Chen Muye, who was responding in a panic, turned his head inadvertently and noticed a chubby figure lying on the edge of the ring, eating snacks and drinking tea wantonly.

Chen Muye's face darkened even further. He was being besieged by two of his own teammates, and there was actually someone on the field who looked like he was on vacation: "Student Chubby, stop eating snacks there and come over and help."

"What?" Fatty pretended not to hear and responded loudly: "Captain Chen, please speak louder. Fatty, I can't hear... you."

"I say, don't...eat...snacks...there...anymore, come...and...help...me." Chen Muye widened his eyes and yelled with all his might, enunciating each word.

Fatty scratched his head in confusion and yelled, "I still can't hear you. I didn't sleep well last night, so my hearing has deteriorated today."

"Do you want me to cheer for you, Captain Chen?"

"no problem."

"Come on, Captain Chen. One versus two, you're invincible. You'll definitely take first place."

"come on! Come on."

"Captain Chen is awesome."

"Captain Chen is invincible."

"Team Chen rules the world."

"Hahaha..."

Thousands of people in the audience burst into laughter when they saw the funny Fatty, and when they saw Chen Muye's expression that was even more gloomy, they laughed so hard that their stomachs cramped.

Chen Muye understood this time. It was not that Pang Pang could not hear him, but that he was doing it on purpose. He just wanted to fish in troubled waters.

No.

Absolutely not.

You're not coming to help, are you?

Then I'll drag you into the battlefield.

When Chen Muye thought of this, the knife in his hand collided with Hongying's gun, and flew straight towards Pangpang with the recoil force.

Fatty's eyes widened, he raised his hand in the air to make a stop gesture, and yelled, "Don't...don't come over here."

whoosh-

Chen Muye dodged a few times and got behind Pang Pang. He kicked him on the butt and sent him flying in front of Hong Ying who was chasing him. He then laughed and said, "It's not that good of a thing to lie here and watch the show."

However, before he could laugh any longer, the next scene made him even more confused.

I saw.

Hongying reached out and held the fat man steady as he flew forward.

Xiaonan said cheerfully, "Chubby classmate, do you want to join the team to fight the captain? It's very cool."

"Can we play like this?" To be honest, Pangpang was excited.

Xiaonan decided to add fuel to the fire: "Student Pangpang, if you don't join, you will have to face Sister Hongying's spear."

"join in."

“You must join.”

"I'll be angry with anyone who doesn't let me join."

Fatty patted his chest with awe-inspiring righteousness, then summoned more than two thousand three-foot-long green swords, directing all the sword tips to point at the trembling Chen Muye: "Captain Chen, it's God's will that cannot be violated. I'm sorry to inconvenience you for a moment."

Can't defy God's will?

It’s so hard to disobey!

Chen Muye glared at them and put the knife away: "No more fighting, you win."

It's already difficult to fight against two people at once, let alone three people at once. If I continue to fight, I will definitely get beaten in vain. It's better to just admit defeat.

Chen Muye turned around and jumped off the ring.

Xiaonan also retracted his knife, greeted Hongying and the others, then quickly ran to Chen Muye, constantly saying nice things.

"Hehe, Captain, don't be angry. Isn't this a rare opportunity?"

"Okay, I'm not that stingy. A pseudo-artifact is enough."

"That's great. Captain, will you still make braised pork in the future?"

When Chen Muye talked about this, he became angry: "I made braised pork for you for several years for nothing. For the next half month, don't even think about eating braised pork."

Xiaonan patted his chest and said, "Only half a month? That's fine. I can still eat it in half a month. It's within an acceptable range."

Chen Muye felt depressed and ignored Xiaonan who was chattering. He quickly walked back to his wife and children.

On the ring, Pangpang chuckled twice, and when he saw Hongying pointing the gun at him, he could not help but step back.

Among the remaining people, he would rather fight with Lin Qiye than Hongying. They had fought several times before. The violent power and the shock of the murderous aura were so strong that he had never been able to win even though he was the reincarnation of Lingbao Tianzun.

"Sister Hongying, the world isn't all about fighting and killing. Enjoying life is just as important. Why don't we sit down and watch others fight first? What do you think?"

"Not so good!" Hongying raised her gun and pointed it at Pangpang: "You are now a master of magic. Let me test how powerful you, the magical Lingbao Tianzun, are."

"What Lingbao Tianzun?"

"I'm your favorite chubby classmate, Sister Hongying!"

Pangpang raised his eyebrows. Seeing that Hongying was still indifferent, he jumped onto the flying sword and wanted to leave when he was about to launch an attack.

increase--

An unparalleled sword light just passed by. Pang Pang was confused for a moment, then his eyes widened. It was too late to dodge, so he had to hurriedly use his flying sword to form a shield to block in front of him.

However, he was already at the edge of the ring, and the unparalleled sharpness of the sword light directly knocked him off the ring.

Fatty was completely stunned. Looking at Zhou Ping swinging his sword again and again, he understood and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Oh my god, when gods fight, Fatty suffers."

He realized that Zhou Ping didn't do it on purpose. He just happened to be unlucky because he was on the path where the sword energy passed.

"Sister Hongying, I, Fatty, can't accept your teachings anymore. Go find Zhou Ping and fight him!"