Chapter 925: Preparing for the future, Auran’s idea!

"Now you want to surrender, how can there be such a good thing in the world?" The man who spoke was the five beast kings trapped in the "enchantment".

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

"Hey, Beast King, don't be so ***." The God Emperor waved his hand and stopped the restless Beast King, saying: "As the saying goes, forgive others when you have to. Since they have agreed to surrender, why should we be aggressive?"

"That's right! Stay at the front line and meet again in the future! Your purpose is to win the championship? You must preserve your strength if you win the championship! If you really want to force it, there is no doubt that our Hell Demon team will be destroyed, but you must leave at least five bosses! I admit that the ancient martial arts god emperor cannot beat, but it is still more than enough to deal with your fifth-grade and sixth-grade bosses! If you don't believe it, you can try it!" The Hell Demon was a little willing to go out, showing his barefoot attitude of not being afraid of wearing shoes. In fact, he was playing drums in his heart, praying that both sides would not officially start a war.

"This..." The Beast King was indeed frightened by the words of the Hell Demon. He glanced at the combined artifact "Hell Butterfly Blade" and groaned.

"Hahahaha." At this time, the God Emperor suddenly laughed, "Okay, don't argue, just let me be the master of my own, collect the Hell Butterfly Blade, and then let them leave. Emperor Immortal, what do you think?" This was about asking a man standing behind.

The man nodded gently, "According to you, our goal is the champion. There is no need to waste time and energy on such a team. Beast King, don't say it."

"Okay...Okay!" The Beast Emperor retreated aside with his head down, as if he was afraid of the man named "Immortal Emperor".

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Although the final result of this battle was not as the spectators imagined, both sides tried their best to fight to the death, overall, the viewability of this battle is still very high, enough to deserve the word "wonderful".

Especially the grand appearance of the eighth-grade boss' "Ancient Martial God Emperor" and the fifth-grade combination artifact "Hell Butterfly Blade", has really made the audience feast for a while and satisfied the curiosity.

"In the b division, the winning team is the 'Royal'..." A pleasant female voice came from the speaker.

"Haha! 1 hour and 14 minutes! Oran, sorry! I'm going to accept those national resources." Ragnarok smiled, hugged his arms, and looked like a winner.

"Oh, people make mistakes, horses make mistakes... Unexpectedly, the Hell Demon actually has a combination of magical artifacts, which 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, "Aolan, while you are still here, I have to make it clear. I won't move a little bit of the gambling money from your two families. As for how you explain, using 9.7 billion mud and sand as gambling money... it's nothing to do with me." Zhang Mu was not stupid, and immediately picked himself out of the muddy water.

"What? What? What did you say?" Ragnarok suddenly jumped from his chair at dusk, staring at Oran with wide eyes and shouting: "Silt? 9.7 billion units of silt?"

Oran shrugged and laughed, "Sand, too, belongs to the resource unit..."

"You...you bastard! You actually played me! Play word games with me!" The Ragnarok, who thought he had obtained a large amount of resources and could build a country, felt like he was being played with, which made his inner anger rise.

"Okay, brother gods, don't be angry." Oran waved his hand and said, "The afternoon is the battle between our two teams. Let's have another bet? How about playing bigger this time? 100 billion resources! I promise that this time the gambling funds will definitely not even have half a unit of mud and sand!"

"100 billion!"

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

How many times can a thousand-year seal door be opened with 100 billion guild resources? No, even a thousand-year seal door can be opened with more than ten times! Not to mention using this resource to build troops or national facilities, but no matter how much you think about it, Zhang Mu did not mean to take these gambling funds for himself.

"You are betting on your value!" Ragnarok dissipated the anger on his face and looked at Oran with a serious look on his face.

Oran shrugged indifferently, "Do you dare?"

"Haha! OK! Have courage and courage! I'll bet if I bet, I've never been afraid of anyone!" Ragnarok said with a giggle: "Send resources! See you on the battlefield in the afternoon!"

"Hehe..." Oran smiled sly. He didn't see this facial expression at dusk, but Zhang Mu saw it all.

After both sides transferred the gambling funds to Yanhuang Kingdom at the same time, they left the VIP viewing zone one after another. Just as Auran was about to leave, Zhang Mu's voice came from behind: "It seems that you are fully confident that you will win this battle. I just don't know how your team is compared with the royal family."

Aolan turned around and smiled and said, "Fight with the royal family? Forget it, we are not the Hell Demon Squad. Let's leave such a powerful opponent for you. As the Lion Empire, which has just entered the National War Map, the most lacking thing at the moment is resources. The main purpose of my participation in the competition is to gain some resources for the country." Speaking of this, Aolan suddenly lowered his voice, "You Yanhuang Kingdom must be careful... I have received the news, and soon, the Alliance will launch a large-scale national war against you..."

"I have heard of the Alliance." Zhang Mu nodded and said, "I just don't know if your Lion Empire is interested in participating in this national war." The implication is very clear, and Zhang Mu is trying to win over allies.

"Participate in the national war? Haha! Of course it's okay, but let me see if there is any oil or water to make." Oran put on Zhang Mu's shoulder like a man and said with a smile: "Twelve Wings, if I can help you restrain the two countries in the Allied Powers, how much benefits will you give me?"

Zhang Mu smiled, "This...will we chat slowly when the national honor is over?"

"That's all, this is my contact information." After that, Oran handed a card to Zhang Mu.

Watching Aolan leave, Zhang Mu turned his face, glanced at his confused teammates, laughed, grabbed Deng Jie and walked out with a big striking stride, and said as he walked: "If the Lion Empire joins, our Yanhuang Kingdom will be even more indestructible. But, the most important thing at the moment is how to deal with the royal family. If Aolan really wins the afternoon game against the Gods, he will definitely abstain in the semi-finals... In other words, we have two days to discuss tactics..."

"Oh, in the first team competition, there are so many strong teams that abstained..." The fat man shook his head.
Chapter completed!