Chapter 12631

Chapter 12631

"No need, I can do it myself."

Zhang Baiyu exhaled a breath of turbid air and slowly walked towards Zhang Fengxiao.

With each step he took, his killing intent intensified.

When he got close, his murderous intent was overwhelming, causing everyone to turn their heads.

A long sword appeared in Zhang Baiyu's hand, held against Zhang Fengxiao's neck, and he sighed softly: "Do you regret it?"

"regret?"

Zhang Fengxiao revealed a neurotic smile: "The winner takes all, the loser is a bandit. If you lose, you lose. Do you think I'm a coward who can't accept defeat?"

Zhang Baiyu nodded: "In that case, there's nothing more to say."

He immediately decided to personally send Zhang Fengxiao on his way.

Zhang Fengxiao glanced at Lin Yi one last time.

He was unwilling and resentful, but for Zhang Baiyu, who had suppressed him since childhood, these were just superficial. What he truly looked down on was Lin Yi.

There was no other reason than that he knew better than anyone just how strong his elder brother truly was.

After all these years of comparison, he had long since resigned himself to his fate.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken the initiative to betray the Zhang family and act as if he were to fend for himself.

He knew he could never catch up with Zhang Baiyu.

But what exactly is Lin Yi?
He's just a country bumpkin who smuggled himself into Tianjun from another county.

Taking advantage of the track, he managed to get the title of "Emperor of Termination" by chance, and then went even further and created another title, "Old Monster of Termination". As a result, he was praised as being high and mighty, with an air of being a king over the heavens.

Why should he?
In the end, it's nothing more than good luck in gaining the favor of the track's god!

Whoever has this kind of luck, they will definitely make a name for themselves.

If Zhang Fengxiao were to obtain it, his achievements would undoubtedly surpass those of Lin Yi, and by a significant margin!
Unfortunately, he didn't have that luck.

Time is also destiny.

Zhang Fengxiao spat at Lin Yi: "When luck comes, even a piece of trash can be praised to the skies, hehe."

"ignorance."

A hint of disappointment flashed in Zhang Baiyu's eyes, and he immediately exerted force with the longsword in his hand.

Now that things have come to this, any preaching is meaningless. The only thing he can do is to personally send Zhang Fengxiao away.

As a result, the longsword was blocked by an invisible force field.

Everyone present was stunned by what they saw.

The Food Saint curled his lip meaningfully and said, "Truly, you two are brothers. He committed such a heinous crime, yet you still can't bring yourself to do it?"

"What? Is your lineage of the strategist preparing to cut itself off from Tianjun?"

All parties were immediately enraged.

Zhang Fengxiao caused this disaster, almost bringing down the entire Tianjun County.

Even if they have managed to get through this difficult time, the casualties and losses suffered by all parties are still enormous.

Putting aside everything else, Confucius alone has suffered a great loss of vitality, and it is hard to say whether he can recover. For Tianjun, this is the most reliable support.

Zhang Baiyu glanced back at the Food Saint: "You're here to kill him?"

"I'll kill if I want to!"

The Food Saint immediately raised his foot, but before he could even touch Zhang Fengxiao, a tremendous force rebounded back at him.

Despite his immense strength, which was equivalent to a four-zhang-tall Dharma form, he was as fragile as a child in the face of this tremendous force.

Everyone was stunned.

"what's the situation?"

Zhang Baiyu and Zhang Fengxiao are close brothers, so it's understandable that they would put on such a show. But why would the Food Saint need to act in this show as well?

is it necessary?

Lin Yi's eyelids twitched, and then he showed a strange expression.

"The track has arrived..."

The others finally realized what was happening, and then there was an eerie silence.

The arrival of a racetrack is nothing new for Tianjun these days.

But as luck would have it, the track suddenly appeared right at this crucial moment, which really makes sense.

Most importantly, every time the track has been used, everyone is treated equally; the track does not give special treatment to anyone.

Not to mention directly lowering a force field to specifically protect a particular person.

What's going on today?
"I knew it! I knew it! The racetrack god would definitely choose me!"

Upon seeing this, Zhang Fengxiao was overjoyed.

Everyone stared at this scene, exchanging bewildered glances.

No one expected that Zhang Fengxiao would be able to resolve such a seemingly hopeless situation in this way!
The scene that was just moments ago filled with heavy casualties has now been transformed into a racetrack.

The track information was immediately displayed in the air.

"The rules for this race are as follows: Ten challengers will be randomly selected in turn. Each challenger can only use auxiliary abilities to command one hundred civilians to guard the altar and resist the attack of two hundred demons."

At the same time the information appeared, a ten-meter-high altar rose from the ground.

Under the repulsion of the invisible force field, the area within 300 meters around the altar was instantly cleared.

At the same time, a hundred civilians dressed in cloth armor and carrying knives and axes appeared out of thin air in front of the altar and lined up in neat rows.

Everyone was stunned.

Lin Yi scanned the area with the World Will.

These civilians look no different from ordinary people, but in essence they are just emotionless puppets with physical strength at the level of normal ordinary people.

Of course, the benchmark for this ordinary person is Tianjun.

If this were in the secular world, any one of them would probably be a champion.

"It's unrealistic to expect them to withstand an attack from two hundred demons on their own."

Immediately, some people raised questions.

They had just experienced firsthand what kind of terrifying beings demons were.

Even if it's not a high-level demon, but just the most ordinary demon, it's definitely not something a group of civilians can withstand.

Besides, it's a hundred against two hundred!

All the top experts simultaneously pinched their chins.

"Only able to assist in command? Can't they personally take to the field?"

With their strength, if they personally went into battle, they would have a chance, provided that no demons of the four-zhang-high Dharma form appeared.

Relying solely on auxiliary command is, even a fool would know, almost impossible to succeed.

The track will continue to release information.

"Two hundred demons will attack in twenty waves, with a quarter of an hour between each wave."

The crowd's expressions then eased slightly.

Twenty waves, which averages out to ten demons per wave.

If the demon's strength isn't too outrageous, a hundred civilians might have a chance to withstand it.

However, how many waves it can withstand is another matter.

"The demon camp is commanded by Zhang Fengxiao, who can freely adjust the order in which the demons appear within a limited scope."

All eyes turned to Zhang Fengxiao.

No wonder they pulled this stunt; it turns out they were chosen as the opposing side by the racetrack?

Zhang Fengxiao, beaming with delight, exclaimed, "So you want me to defend the arena? Great! I'll test just how good you high and mighty experts of Tianjun really are!"

The words had barely left his mouth when he was immediately drowned out by a chorus of curses from the entire audience.

If it weren't for the racetrack protecting him, this guy would already be dead. What right does he have to be arrogant in front of them?

Until the track announces the most crucial piece of information.

"Challengers who successfully complete twenty waves will be rewarded with twenty Divine Shards and a Beginner Divine Gear Chest."

"If the hidden conditions are triggered, the reward will be upgraded."