Undefeated God of War: Version 415 Everyone’s ambition!

"I confess!" The serrated knife martial artist loosely released the serrated knife in his hand. He was exhausted, sitting on the ground with his butt, staring at Tang Tian with wide eyes, his face was cramped and his expression was rigid.

Tang Tian is also panting, sweating and dripping, as if taken out of the water, Tang Tian also stared at the other side without showing weakness, but he did not sit down, but supported his knees there.

Isn't it the same as sitting down? No! How can people who have won be the same as those who have lost? Still standing is more imposing ...

The two just stared at each other, panting desperately.

Waiting for an hour, Duanmu, who almost collapsed, seemed to be relieved after hearing the sound of nature ...

And there are only a few people around him, other Mechanical divisions have returned to their posts and immersed themselves in work.

"It's almost hopeless!" Sai Lei glanced up at the image, shaking his hair with a sigh of emotion, immediately retracting his gaze and lowering his head to continue his work.

About half an hour later, Duanmu's numb nerve finally returned to his usual calmness and determination.

This operation of the Duke has failed. The loss of the four Gold martial artist, plus their own, can be described as heavy. But if you think about it, Duanmu feels that, for the Duke, the loss of the four Gold martial artist is heavy, but it does not hurt him at all. On the contrary, the exposure of Three-Spirits City's strength will only make the Duke pay more attention to it, and being followed by the old and cunning Duke will be dangerous for Three-Spirits City.

Duanmu has been with the Duke of Huffman for a long time. He knows the character of the Duke. The Duke's character is stubborn. Failure will only make him more fully prepared. The next counterattack is bound to be like a mountain top, unstoppable.

But thinking of the situation of Ophiuchus Constellation, he shook his head again. The luck of these people is really good. It will take some time for the Duke to make his way.

Duanmu, what does this have to do with you?

He laughed at himself, waiting quietly for his fate.

Time passes day by day.

Then Duanmu suddenly realized that he was forgotten.

Being left ... forgotten ...

He was indeed forgotten.

Three-Spirits City everyone is busy, everyone is busy making a summary of this battle. Although the results were good, neither side was satisfied with the battle.

Sai Lei was so vulnerable to the Mechanical they made, they didn't say anything, and their hearts were actually very glorious. Once the battle was over and the most urgent work was completed, all Mechanical divisions were called in front of her, mocking and taunting for two hours.

"What is the name of Three-Spirits City now? Mechanical City! As a result, our Mechanical has been cut like melons and chopped vegetables. My mother hasn't lost such a big face since she was small!"

"Do you think Gold martial artist was persuaded? It ’s normal to feel unstoppable? Grandma! Are you still men?"

"My mother has said a long time ago, my mother's goal is to be the strongest Mechanical teacher ever! Gold martial artist This **** dare to harden in front of my mother?"

"This time we have only one goal, we have to design one that can kill Gold martial artist Mechanical!"

"Yes, no one has done it, so what! We have to do it! We have to be the strongest! We have to tell everyone that Mechanical is the most powerful force and we have been forgotten for too long , My mother is fed up! We tell them that the age of Mechanical is coming, we have to tell them that our age is coming! We are the strongest Mechanical divisions! "

"No one! Don't you one! I understand everything?"

Sai Lei is standing on the table. If she is crazy, there is still a little bit of usual beauty.

All the Mechanical divisions have thick red necks, panting, and they can't help clenching their fists. They feel a hot lava flowing in their bodies, burning them all around.

They have long been used to being laughed at, and from the moment they stepped in, they never laughed or exhorted.

Decline, no future, be realistic ...

They endured all this silently, but the era of Mechanical's prosperity, appeared in their dreams countless times.

They were strong then, they had dignity, they had glory.

The deepest part of each Mechanical teacher's heart was washed away by the cruel reality, almost pale ambitions, so Sai Lei was screamed hysterically and pulled out fiercely.

The era of Mechanical! Our time!

Yeah, which goal is more tempting than that? Is there anything more that the Mechanical division cannot resist?

Even the most stable Mechanical division can't help shaking.

Bloodline Lab, no one is satisfied with this battle either. The only thing that solves the Ya Ya battle is the bunny poison sea tactics, and the role of highly toxic drugs here cannot be accurately evaluated. .

More importantly, this tactic is very limited.

Sanhua is obviously unreliable, Ya Ya easily knotted the three guys back.

"Gold martial artist, our goal in the future is Gold martial artist! As long as we can kill Gold martial artist, then we have as much funding as we want! It is no problem to double it a few times ..."

The word "funding" in the head and mouth of Old Fei made the eyes of the Old Fart old lady presenting green suddenly.

"Gold martial artist is afraid of a woolen yarn, so it will die!"

"Fuck them!"

"Fuck them!"

Compassion is angry and murderous.

Tang Chou looked blankly at the students in front of them. Everyone was embarrassed and ashamed. Their appearance in this battle was too bad.

Tang Chou has not been warned by the soldiers, because he knows that in the soldiers' eyes, this Army is a cannon fodder. But Tang Chou was extremely angry, this was an anger at himself.

Tang Chou doesn't know. There used to be a Spirit General called Feng Chou, which was always full of desire for battle.

Tang Chou also didn't know that his thirst for battle and his thirst for victory were even the same pride.

He suddenly bowed.

"I will bear the main responsibility for the failure of this battle. I have unshirkable responsibilities in the formulation of tactics. I am here to say to everyone, I'm sorry."

Everyone is staring blankly at Tang Chou.

Mo Zi Yu's face turned red, but he felt a rush of blood straight into his head, and a strong sense of humiliation came to his mind. He suddenly wished to find a place to dig into it. Mo's fearless complexion turned his face expressionless, but his expression was so tight that he shook his fists, showing that his heart was not so calm.

Tang Chou stood up, watching everyone, solemnly saying, "I will redesign the tactics. Our practice intensity will be greatly improved. I hope everyone will make progress!"

Mo Zi Yu and Mo are fearless, stand upright, and roar loudly: "Yes!"

Two hundred people roared in unison: "Yes!"

Ya Ya is very distressed, wrinkled with a small face, and unconsciously flicking his little finger, what will happen to the owner after the fall? Will I forget this, or ...

The soldiers came together: "Ya Ya, are you worried that your Patriarch people are asking you for trouble?"

Ya Ya raised her face, her eyes shining, she nodded desperately.

"Actually, I have a solution." Bing Xunxunshan lure: "Look, if you don't stay in front of your Patriarch person, remember your Patriarch person, will he remember?"

Ya Ya's eyes are getting brighter.

"So, the best way now is to continue to rush, when nothing happens."

Ya Ya froze for a moment, then happily ran and ran.

The soldiers who abducted child labor are satisfied, and the funding has been cut so much. There is nothing better than free labor such as Ya Ya.

Den Wuchang.

Ping! Ping! Ping!

"Come again!" Tang Tian threw the knife to Chiguang.

Chiguang is the martial artist who made the serrated knife. He was full of anger: "I have surrendered, what are you going to do? It is not shameful to kill! Gold martial artist has dignity!"

"Yes, yes!" Tang Tian nodded again and again, perfunctoryly: "Come ten swords, ten swords, we are over."

"Really ten swords?" Chi Guang looked at Tang Tian with some disbelief, and reminded him: "Manly husband, you need to talk about credit!"

"Yes, I will!" Tang Tian nodded again and again.

"Knife!"

Ping!

"Come again!"

...

"It's ten swords already!"

"You must be wrong, obviously you only have three swords!"

"Three swords ... you you you ... despicable!"

"How can you do worse arithmetic than me! Ten swords minus three swords, and nine swords!"

"Fart! Obviously there are only seven knives!"

"Okay! There are only seven knives!"

"..."

Tang Tian contentedly looked at the exhausted red light, and the battle that day gave him great inspiration. What better sparring than Gold martial artist?

After Chiguang admits defeat, Tang Tian did not kill him, but used him as a sparring practice to practice with himself [Thousand Cleave Demonic Hand 手]!

Chi Guang didn't resist too much at first. For the prisoners of war, this treatment has been quite good. How can I know that the energy of Tang Tian is unlimited, and I don't know about fatigue.

Chiguang soon felt like she couldn't take it anymore, she was so tired every day.

Tang Tian's rapid progress has made him very happy. He hasn't felt such rapid progress for a long time. It ’s just that I have n’t thought about it ...

A red light can't satisfy himself.

Well, by the way, there seems to be a prisoner of war in Sai Lei ...

Tang Tian eyes shine.

The tied Duanmu seemed to notice something and shivered.

Tang Tian had a good time here, but didn't know it at all. A group of people in the fairy city were anxious like ants on a hot pot.

Yantu's face was somber: "Where did Tang Tian go?"

Wu Xia's scalp is tingling: "It's not clear yet."

Yantu's tone has been questioned: "How could he disappear under our eyelids? And disappear for so many days."

"Subordinate ..." Wu Xia didn't know how to answer.

"Where did he go? What did he do?" Yantu said coldly: "We all know nothing! Oh, doesn't it mean that every corner around the manor has sentry whistle. Is it difficult to fly? Before Tang Tian, our plan is a joke. Am I here to act as a joke? "

Yantu's words are full of unspeakable anger.

Suddenly, a whistle broke in excitedly.

"Don ... Tang Tian is back!"