If you become a monster, you will succeed

Although she really wanted the God of Live Broadcasting, who looked like a silly lolita but exuded the aura of a bitch all over her body, to see what "mechas are just limiters", but considering her own personality, Feng Xue still Resisting the idea of ​​going out directly.

He slowly boarded the mecha and walked into the arena, only to find that there were very few number plates left on the concrete pillars. At this moment, the voice of the God of Live Broadcast also penetrated his ears— —

"Oh, the third contestant to board the mecha is a dark horse in the Bailin Kingdom Iron Fist Competition. He has never lost a game since he entered the industry, and each game lasted less than one minute. It can be said that he is the most optimistic about Shenjiang this time. A player, but his boarding speed seems a bit slow, Jingjing, what do you think?"

"I said... forget it, call it whatever you want." The God of Competition sighed with a tired look on his face, but he was still loyal to his duties and said:

"Contestant Feng Xue is not a traditional mecha pilot, but this does not prevent him from participating in the God's Chosen Gladiator. In other words, he is accustomed to mecha fighting. On the contrary, he is more adaptable to the God's Chosen Gladiator battlefield than a regular pilot. The only thing The problem is that although the mecha has advantages in strength and speed, it has many blind spots and poor flexibility. Moreover, its body is an explosive body and its battery life is worrying. Even if it can pass the main competition, I I’m not optimistic about his performance on the battlefield of the gods either.”

"Is that so? But Shen-chan thinks he has great potential! Well, especially the potential to become an internet celebrity!"

[Hahaha, Shen-chan really holds a grudge! 】

【hatred? What grudge? Did I miss anything in the college entrance examination? 】

[Didn’t you watch the previous registration live broadcast? It was this ambulance that the pilot called! 】

【ambulance? Elaborate! 】

…

A large number of barrages swarmed in under the influence of power. Feng Xue also cooperated and paused awkwardly, and then dejectedly selected the nearest number plate and took it off.

"Haha, don't be shy, Shen-chan looks after you!"

The God of Live Broadcasting gave Feng Xue a wink at Feng Xue who was driving the Orca. Feng Xue felt the sole of his foot slip, and then with a bang, the Orca did a standard flat throw with its left foot and right foot.

The venue was instantly filled with joyful air, and Feng Xue climbed up on her hands and knees, and at the same time she became more and more wary of the God of Live Broadcasting.

Although I did have the idea of ​​​​cooperating with the opponent to show weakness, I definitely did not show weakness to the extent of throwing him to the ground!

There is no doubt that he has been affected by the other party's power again.

"Fuck, as expected, the more eccentric the power, the higher the priority!"

Feng Xue murmured in her heart and began to think about how to counter this annoying power. To avoid being tricked by the opponent at the critical moment.

Glancing down at the C-11 number plate in his hand, Feng Xue couldn't help but glance at his opponent.

C-12, a necromancer from Bailang, is also one of the popular players in this competition.

"It's the first time we meet such an opponent...well, it's reasonable."

Feng Xue controlled the machine body to the special mecha docking station, and the God of Live Broadcast finally began to announce the start of the game.

The main match schedule is the same as the preliminaries for 3 days, but on the first day, a total of 80 games from 16 to 8 must be played. It sounds like even a 10-minute game will take more than ten hours to complete, but in fact, according to previous games Statistics show that the average time in a race from 160 to 80 is only 2 minutes and 32 seconds.

Because for mortals, the benefits of stacking armor are far less than the benefits of explosive attacks. Instead of turning yourself into an iron bastard, it is better to kill the opponent before being hit.

Not to mention, the ultimate goal of the God-chosen gladiatorial battle is to fight against the gods.

Seeing the arena where the winner was often decided just after his debut, Feng Xue was relieved. At least, he didn't have to think about whether to perform a show to make the battle less rapid.

The losers were carried off the ring one by one, and the E-shaped picture on the big screen kept dimming.

Only an hour later, the calm and somewhat tired voice of the God of Competition sounded again——

"Next, please invite players C-11 and C-12 to come on."

The thirteen-meter-tall killer whale took a step forward, and a short figure walked out from the players' bench on the opposite side.

Controlling the killer whale onto the ring, Feng Xue suddenly discovered that the ring was actually a forbidden martial arts zone similar to the Tower of Babel.

"Hey~ Contestant Feng Xue is really unlucky. He actually encountered the undead system, which is the most difficult for mechas. But there is nothing that can be done about it. After all, in addition to hot weapons, God's Choice Gladiator is also resistant to magic and super. There are basically no restrictions on abilities or anything like that!”

The chatter of the God of Live Broadcasting continued, and the God of Competition performed his job and said seriously:

"Then, the sixth game in Area C begins!"

The moment the order was given, the forbidden martial power that originally enveloped the arena disappeared in an instant, and a large number of ghosts suddenly appeared on the man in black robe who was forty meters away from the killer whale.

"Come on, come on, it's a big move as expected!" As the undead screamed, the God of Live Broadcasting gloated over the misfortune, but the God of Competition shook his head, and was about to say something, black and white But his body was already running, and by alternating his left and right feet, he had already covered a distance of more than thirty meters. His fist, which was larger than a human, had already arrived in front of the man in black robe.

Buzz!

A soft and mute buzz rippled out, blowing up a shallow layer of floating dust, but the killer whale's huge fist was blocked by a slightly twisted blue barrier.

A large number of dead souls seemed to turn into Lego blocks, quickly condensing and compressing to form a huge spiritual giant, protecting the man in black robe.

"Little tricks."

A speech full of pretentiousness came from the mouth of the black robe, and was then broadcast to thousands of households by the god of live broadcast. But just when he was about to end the battle with one blow, the one attached to the body of the ghost giant The fist suddenly began to deform at an extremely fast speed!

The parts unfolded rapidly, and the peculiar nozzle formed a delicate impact structure. Suddenly, a columnar body stretched backwards at the elbow, and then suddenly retracted amidst a steampunk-style whistle.

Duang——!

The structure like a siege vehicle collided with the substantial shield, and cracks like the opening of pieces of Ru kiln porcelain spread from the point where the body and the giant collided, and then turned into light spots all over the sky at the next moment.

"!!!"

The necromancer who couldn't understand why a pure physical attack could defeat the ghost quickly summoned a miserable-looking banshee. However, before the banshee even had time to scream, the summoner and the summoner were already pinched in the palm of a giant hand. among.

Just when the gamblers who bet on the victory of the Necromancer were expecting the other party to complete the reversal by spreading their fingers like the protagonist who was caught by the giant in the hot-blooded comic, the decisive announcement of the God of Competition was already heard——

"The victory has been decided!"

Does anyone have any misunderstanding about the authority of "gods"?

It doesn’t mean that you are omniscient and omnipotent in this field because you are some kind of god.

Just like Feng Xue, even if he holds the single-word power [Martial], it does not mean that in his eyes, everyone's martial arts practice will be displayed. In the same way, even if the God of Consumption has the power of consumption, the effect is only consumption. Instead of seeing other people's consumption, understand?

As for the god of country xx, this is just a thought. How can there be a god of country? What kind of beliefs and rituals can create the god of a country?

In other words, what are the prerequisites for a person to be regarded as a symbol of a country?

Once again, the essence of gods or ghost stories is cognition. Most people think that you can and you are talented, otherwise you can't. Feng Xue, the emperor of heaven, can only confer gods and control heaven, that's all. In addition, this Strange stories don't give him other powers.