Opening Reward 100 Million Lives Chapter 1547: With tears in my eyes, I will finish the competition

The latest website: "Jiang Cheng is actually dead?"

The people of the third and fourth legions were also stunned.

"He is dead, doesn't that mean that the Tianle Army has no coach again?"

After a short moment of astonishment, the crowd erupted in cheers that shook the sky.

"Hahaha, you deserve it!"

"Who made him so arrogant, this is what he should have ended up!"

"Without him as the coach, the Tianle Army has returned to normal."

"That's right, we don't need that kind of coach!"

No way, last time Brother Cheng attacked the Fourth Legion, the two legions now only have hatred and anger towards him, so naturally they don't have good feelings for him.

"This is simply great news."

They did not feel the sadness after the death of their comrades in battle, but they were all elated.

"And Ling Hou and others are dead too!"

"The seven stubborn illnesses of the Tianle Army have also been eliminated."

"I found out that Coach Jiang did something good, at least he brought those seven people with him to be buried with him."

"Hahaha, just focus on this, we should also remember him."

"However, that bet..."

"Needless to say, they are all dead, obviously we won!"

"From now on, the Sirius flag is ours, and we are the Sirius Legion!"

"As for the Gobhead Eighth Army, it should have been wiped out as well, it's a good deal for them..."

"Tsk tsk, it's a pity that their good equipment was also buried together."

It's a pity that they failed to humiliate Jiang Cheng and the Eighth Army in person.

It's a bit unsatisfactory.

And Xiang Li also couldn't hide the joy on his face.

For him, the death of Jiang Cheng, the death of Ling Hou, the victory of the bet, and the three blessings belonged to him.

"Come here!"

"Sirius flag please!"

The two big flags, one wolf and one dog, have been flying over the open space in front of the fort since the day of the appointment.

"Starting today, other regiments of the Tianle Army will bow their heads to pay respects when they see our Sirius Army..."

"What Sirius Legion?"

A playful and lazy voice came from a distant high altitude.

"Who?"

Everyone looked up, who was it if it wasn't Jiang Cheng?

And behind him were Song Yan, Meng Chun, Chi Ling and the 6,000 people from the Eighth Army.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the five, six, and seven legions below were straightened.

They are still alive?

Impossible!

At that time, the turbid demon obviously counterattacked, and Ling Hou and others died so simply.

How could the Eighth Army remain intact?

And how could Jiang Cheng still be alive?

"Are you still alive?"

Xiang Li's face darkened.

Disappointed, he was a little annoyed at the nonsense of the two commanders just now.

At this time, Jiang Cheng also flew down.

The one-month period is coming soon, and of course he will come back.

"Yeah, I can't die even if I want to, it's too annoying."

This is actually the truth.

But in the ears of others, it is full of strong irony.

"Hmph, it's good to come back alive!"

Meng Lin, who hated Jiang Cheng the most, smiled coldly.

"In this way, I can hand over the dog's head flag to you!"

"I hope that you, the so-called coach, will not lose in the end."

There was a burst of laughter from the Eighth Army Corps behind Jiang Cheng.

But this brother pressed his hands down to signal everyone to be quiet.

"You don't even know our record, so you just declare that you have won. Isn't that a bit too confident?"

Meng Lin raised his chin slightly.

Indifferently said: "Do I need to ask about your record?"

The commanders of the Fourth Legion behind him couldn't wait to ridicule, after all, this was the scene they had been waiting for for a long time.

"Speaking of which, do you have a record in the Eighth Army?"

"Can you get it?"

"If I were you, I would be ashamed to come back!"

"Awesome."

Brother Cheng smiled and clapped his hands.

"It seems that you have gained a lot this time."

Xiang Li said lightly: "It's not bad, barely enough to watch."

Pretend to force this skill, he will also.

Obviously the third and fourth armies have overdrafted their performance this time and achieved unprecedented results, but they want to put it lightly.

Jiang Cheng was really interested.

"So how many muddy demons have you killed this time?"

Xiang Li didn't even bother to answer it himself.

Looking directly at Yin Ping, the witness beside him.

"Just let him tell you."

Yin Ping, the manager of the commander's mansion, glanced at Mr. Jiang with a wry smile. You made the bet yourself, so you can't blame me.

"In this month, the third and fourth legions have killed 230 first-order muddy demons."

"42 Tier 2 Turbid Demons!"

"Third-order turbid demon with two ends!"

Every time he said a word, the soldiers of the two legions in the rear raised their heads higher and their chests became more erect.

In the end, it all turned into looking at people through the nostrils.

With a record that could only be collected in hundreds of thousands of years in the past, they have enough reason to be proud.

After Yin Ping's voice fell, they were waiting for the shocked reactions of the other legions around them, waiting for the eighth legion to cry.

However, to their surprise, the reactions of the four surrounding legions were very calm.

Is this record too embarrassing to brag about?

The Eighth Army was speechless.

At that time, the five, six, and seven legions had seen with their own eyes the scene where the turbid demons were pouring down the sky like dumplings.

I have doubted my life for a long time.

It's really hard to be shocked by Xiang Li and others' "ordinary record".

Fortunately, Jiang Cheng is quite supportive.

"Rare and rare!"

This brother applauded again.

"Is this the result of your efforts?"

Xiang Li continued to pretend.

"Generally speaking, it can barely be regarded as a part of the level of our two legions."

Jiang Cheng nodded in agreement.

"Indeed, if this kind of ordinary record is fully utilized, then your two legions will be a little bit stretched."

Xiang Li narrowed his eyes, why doesn't this sound like a compliment?

And Meng Lin beside him couldn't wait any longer.

"Enough!"

"It's come to this point, are you still pretending to be bluffing?"

He suddenly pointed at the Eighth Army.

"Hurry up and report your poor record!"

Jiang Cheng sighed sympathetically.

"There's no need to make a tragic comparison, anyway, we are more than you, just declare that we win."

"What are you kidding?"

Meng Lin's saliva almost flew out~IndoMTL.com~ Do you think we are fools? Trying to fool that bet in such a ridiculous way? "

The commanders and captains of the third and fourth armies in the rear also followed suit.

"If you lose, you still want to lose?"

"I was so arrogant and arrogant at the beginning, and now I want to finish gambling with tears in my eyes."

"Even if you didn't kill any of the muddy demons, you still have to have an explanation!"

"The time to witness which legion is the real waste is coming!"

"The flag-giving ceremony of the Dog Head Legion, everyone will wait and see, hahaha..."

They didn't notice the constipated expression on the face of Supreme Master Songyan standing next to the Eighth Army.

"Okay, we did lose."