This loud roar was simply earth-shattering, scaring people to death.
In the end, the words that came out of his mouth were actually this f * cking thing, causing everyone to burst into laughter.
Although the meeting between Bai Muye and Bai Muxun wasn't broadcasted, their conversation was still heard by the Prime Minister, Emperor Li Ying, and the others who quietly arrived at the scene.
At the same time, Bai Rui and a group of military bigwigs were there.
The group of people were speechless at this moment.
One of the military bigwigs looked at Bai Rui with a face full of black lines. After thinking for a long time, he raised his arm and pointed at Bai Rui. Then, he gave him a thumbs up. "This is the kid from the Bai family!"
He was indeed awesome!
The fall of four young geniuses from the military in yesterday's competition had already made their hearts ache.
Even using military law to suppress them did not work!
This group of iron-blooded young men from the military would rather sacrifice themselves than bow their heads!
That was why today, a large group of bigwigs from the military had come to persuade the Bai Family's geniuses not to force themselves if they could not win … Admit defeat was an order!
But before they saw Shirō Makino, Bai Muxun and the rest had all agreed with a smile. However, everyone could see the determination in their eyes.
No one had expected that the final turning point would appear here.
This allowed the bigwigs to heave a long sigh of relief.
Thank you, Shirō Makino!
Bai Rui … Wasn't he the same?
Who would be willing to watch their juniors die?
Who would be willing to see their juniors die?
In the quarterfinals, the top geniuses from the Protoss were too concentrated!
There were at least two God-rank experts in each team!
For the Human Clan's team, this was a deadly test.
Countless people on the internet did not know whether to laugh or cry when they saw this.
Since the start of the competition, almost every single face of the human geniuses had been recognized by people.
But in fact, in the entire Zulong Empire, there were only a few people who knew the identity of the Bai Family's disciples!
They didn't even know the names of these people!
They only knew that they were from the military.
They represented the dignity of the Empire's military!
There were countless petitions on the internet, hoping that they could save their lives.
Almost no one wanted them to die a worthless death.
Everyone hoped that they would survive.
Of course, that didn't eliminate the possibility of a small number of people with dark hearts who would make sarcastic remarks.
But this time, the Empire did not hold back at all!
As long as such people were found, they would be dealt with one by one, and not one would be spared!
Because this was war!
Anyone who tried to sway the hearts of the people at this time would be punished with the crime of treason.
Seeing Bai Muxun's group, who had just entered the arena, the group of peak powerhouses of the empire beamed with smiles.
Especially Bai Rui, who felt as if he had eaten honey!
His grandson was saved, and Xiao Bai … was also tricked back!
In fact, he understood in his heart that Xiao Bai had not only said that to save Bai Muxun's life, but he had also forgiven his family.
His anger and resentment had almost dissipated with the deaths of those people.
On the battlefield.
Shirō Makino, Lin Zijin, Wen Jun, and Ji Chae Yi stood together.
For this battle, Shan Gu and Si Yin had strongly requested to participate, but they were stopped.
There was no need to say much about Si Yin. Everyone doted on her and loved her. Even though she was already a top-notch Great Grandmaster, or in the words of many, half a step into the Divine level, Xiao Bai still did not allow her to participate.
Shan Gu had also rushed to the peak of advanced Martial Grandmaster, and was clamoring about breaking through in this battle … but he was scolded by Chae Yi.
What do you think this is? A battle in the virtual world? Do you think you will meet people who will wait for you to break through before making a move? Hurry up and scram back to where you came from and wait for us outside the arena!
Yes, after cultivating the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, her talent had changed. Ji Chae Yi, who had also stepped into the peak of Martial Grandmaster, was full of confidence.
As for the other three, there was no need to mention them.
Wen Jun was a great god!
Other than Shirō Makino and Lin Zijin, no one knew what her true level was.
There were all kinds of wild and unreliable guesses outside. But in the Fu Long Battle Team, Chae Yi, Shan Gu, and Si Yin all guessed that Wen Jun's level was at least at the beginner level of God, or even at the intermediate level.
The most obvious evidence was that more than half of the large number of Spiritual Pearls sent by the Imperial Family had been given to her.
As for Lin Zijin, she seemed to have broken through to that level as well. Because a few days ago, in a private battle, she had only lost to Wen Jun by a small margin.
The one that everyone was least worried about was actually Xiao Bai.
Wherever Xiao Bai was, everything within a radius of a few hundred meters was alive!
As long as they were by his side, they would feel inexplicably at ease.
In Wen Jun's words, he was so envious of Lin Zijin!
On the arena, after the four Protoss's opponents entered the arena, they immediately concealed themselves.
They didn't even look at who their opponents were and immediately concealed themselves.
Wen Jun glanced at Shirō Makino. "They know it's us?"
Shirō Makino nodded.
In the livestream, Brother Niao looked at Dong Li. "Brother Dong, how did the Protoss know who their opponents are?"
Dong Li adjusted her glasses and said with a wise and farsighted face, "Your question has stumped me!"
Brother Niao looked at Dong Li anxiously. "And then?"
"What and then?" Dong Li looked at Brother Niao with a puzzled expression. "I don't know either!"
Brother Niao: Damn!
I don't know who you're showing that look of wisdom to?
Dong Li wasn't the only one who didn't know. Almost no one who was watching this battle knew about it.
Among the big shots, there was a god-level expert who analyzed the meaning of Wen Jun's words.
"On the Protoss's side, there are people who are good at deduction."
"That's right, they should have deduced something."
"Hehe, it's not difficult to deduce the opponent's identity. They're probably panicking now, right?"
Unknowingly, people were already used to the strength of the Fu Long Battle Team.
They performed steadily as always. No matter what kind of opponent they faced, they were always calm and collected.
As the last Human Race team still on the battlefield, they were also the strongest team. Everyone's expectations of the Fu Long Battle Team had already broken through the sky!
Those who were picky, those who were willing to criticize others, were very lenient towards the previous teams that surrendered. Fundamentally speaking, it was because they thought that the Fu Long Battle Team could take everything back!
They thought that this young and strong team could shoulder everything!
This was people's expectations, and also the huge pressure people put on the Fu Long Battle Team.
In reality, to the higher-ups and knowledgeable people of the Empire, they would rather the Fu Long Battle Team surrender in the face of a major crisis than to see this group of young people die on this battlefield.
The battlefield that belonged to them, the battle that belonged to them, was still in the distant future.
Shirō Makino frowned slightly. He looked at the surrounding terrain and then said, "Let's wait here."
Wen Jun looked around and said, "Make some talisman arrays."
Lin Zijin nodded. "Yes, make some talisman arrays."
Shirō Makino put his hands behind his back and strolled around, randomly throwing some talismans in all directions.
Those talismans were placed so brightly on the ground, giving people a very perfunctory feeling.
One had to know that at this very moment, there were also countless Divine Race members who were observing them!
Just like how humans needed to understand their enemies, the Protoss side similarly needed to understand their opponents.
Knowing oneself and knowing one's enemy was not just a privilege unique to humans.
Everyone looked at Shirō Makino throwing talismans around with a perfunctory expression. Everyone was especially speechless.
A young prodigy on the Protoss side sneered. "He really doesn't know his own limits just because he has a bit of ability. This kind of person, if we meet him later in the competition, we can definitely kill him easily!"
"That's right. Looks like the few people in this battle team have been flattered by the Ancestral Dragon and have long forgotten who they are."
"Hehe, in the Fu Long Battle Team, it seems that only Wen Jun has entered the god-tier. He can be considered a true young prodigy. The rest are all trash!"
"That Shirō Makino isn't trash. He should be a young Talisman Grandmaster who can use Grandmaster-level talismans. He's also very skilled in the art of talismans. There should be an impressive Talisman Artist in his family, but he's too arrogant!"
On the battlefield, Shirō Makino strolled around and suddenly said, "Forget it, let's not guard here anymore. Let's go find them!"
Everyone: "…"
So casual?
This is the round of 16 to the quarterfinals!
Do you know what your opponents are doing?
After setting up the talisman arrays, they left on their own?
But gradually, many people stopped talking, including those Protoss prodigies who had just mocked the Fu Long Battle Team. They all shut their mouths.
Because Shirō Makino was setting up talisman arrays everywhere!
Although the talisman arrays he set up were very perfunctory, giving people the impression that he was throwing them everywhere.
But he was throwing a lot of them!
In such a short period of time, he had actually thrown everything within a radius of more than ten miles!
Then, when the AI camera system showed a cursor, everyone suddenly realized that Shirō Makino had actually set up a super huge talisman array in all directions!
But the problem was … he was just a high-level (suspected to be a Grandmaster) Talisman Artist. Could he control such a huge talisman array?
This kind of talisman array with a ten-mile radius, even a Grandmaster … would have a hard time controlling it, right?
Many Talisman Artist couldn't help but ask this question.
In the live broadcast room, Brother Niao and Dong Li couldn't understand Xiao Bai's high-end operation at all.
Because of this, they promptly contacted a Grandmaster Talisman Artist who was good at arrays and asked him for advice on what Xiao Bai was doing, as well as whether a high-level or Grandmaster Talisman Artist could control this kind of talisman array.
"First of all, I can confirm that what Xiao Bai has set up is an extremely high-end talisman array. But my knowledge is shallow, and I can't really understand what kind of array it is. According to some close-up shots, I can feel that this seems to be an earth array. But I can't be sure, because I can also faintly see some lightning … oh no, it should be the Violent Thunder Talisman!"
"Secondly, this kind of array is definitely not something that a Grandmaster Talisman Artist can control. Even if he is a genius, a Grandmaster can't control such a large-scale talisman array."
"But I believe that with Shirō Makino's wisdom, he wouldn't do anything stupid. So I highly suspect that what he has set up should be a Serial Talisman Array!"
Dong Li pushed up his glasses, pretending to be knowledgeable, and asked, "May I ask what is a Serial Talisman Array?"
The Grandmaster Talisman Artist said, "It's like dominoes …"
Before he could finish his sentence, on the battlefield, there was a sudden change!
When a young Protoss approached the array that Xiao Bai had set up, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. His eyes were fixed on a shining talisman that was thrown on the main stem of a small wildflower.
On the Internet, countless people were speechless.
Was it so easy to be discovered?
The young Protoss also showed a disdainful sneer.
With a flick of his finger, a ray of blue light suddenly shot towards the talisman!
Whoosh!
The talisman suddenly exploded!
Then, a huge ferocious tiger more than ten meters long roared and pounced towards the young Protoss.
The young Protoss was a little uneasy.
He hurriedly launched a counterattack.
But following the roar of this ferocious tiger, countless terrifying roars suddenly sounded!
In all directions, within a radius of ten miles, there were at least a hundred of these ten-meter-long giant ferocious tigers pouncing towards the outside together.
The four young Protoss who were secretly sneaking in were all chased out.
Then, on average, each of them had to face more than twenty terrifying ferocious tigers of god-level!
The Talisman Grandmaster from the Array Department was completely dumbfounded!
He was tongue-tied, and he stammered, "No … this is an array talisman … and, and … this, this is a Godly Talisman! Oh my god, this is a Godly Talisman! "
As he said that, he overturned his own judgment. "No, no, this is not a Godly Talisman. This is a peak Grandmaster summoning talisman … But why is its power … Oh, oh, oh, oh!
He cried out repeatedly, but in fact, almost no one was listening to what he was saying.
Everyone's attention was already on the battlefield.
More than a hundred terrifying ferocious tigers of god-level power exuded an earth-shattering aura as they charged towards the four stunned Protoss. This scene was too exciting!
Rumble!
Rumble!
This group of ferocious tigers on the battlefield gave off the feeling of tens of thousands of galloping horses.
The Talisman Grandmaster from the Array Department also automatically cut off the connection and shut his mouth. A dignified Grandmaster actually made all the wrong judgments. How could he still have the face to continue talking nonsense?
It was better to watch the battle of the Great Demon King, Xiao Bai!
In reality, the Great Demon King did not do anything. Under everyone's watchful eyes, he was too embarrassed to directly create a house to drink tea. But he could not help but lie down on the lawn.
"Jun Wenjun, do you think our next opponent will directly admit defeat?"
Wen Jun: "…"
She glared fiercely at Shirō Makino.
Actually, Wen Jun was similar to Lin Zijin. He was also a battle maniac.
She was very depressed now.
I asked you to set up some Array Talismans, but who asked you to create more than a hundred huge tigers?
So what if you changed? Why did you have to create such a group of terrifying tigers?
Aren't you afraid that this group of Protoss will be so frightened that they will directly admit defeat in the next match?
What's the point of that?
Are they going to stay in the final battle royale and surround and kill all of them?
"This move of yours should be saved for the final battle royale." Wen Jun's words were the common thought of countless people.
"There will be moves when the time comes. As a treasure brother, I still have too many good things that I have yet to bring out. Let the Protoss study them first. I will change my strategy for the next match," said Shirō Makino as he lay there.
The Protoss who was watching the battle were so angry that they almost shut themselves up.
But in everyone's heart, they were also filled with shock.
Out of the four God-Tier Protoss super young geniuses, two had already been killed.
Facing these huge tigers that also had God-Tier combat power, they could neither escape nor escape. They could only brace themselves and fight!
Because at the first moment, they were forced into a special area by these tigers!
Then, the talismans that Shirō Makino had casually thrown there activated by themselves … just like the self-activating Array Talismans that Shirō Makino had encountered before, they trapped these few Protoss without any resistance.
Since they couldn't escape, they could only fight with their lives.
But the problem was, if it was one on one, these huge tigers created by the Summoning Talismans were no match for them. But the problem was, one against twenty … how were they going to fight?
"Hold on! That Shirō Makino's level is not high. These Array Talismans and Summoning Talismans … won't last long! "
One of the God-Tier Protoss roared in grief and indignation.
But it was a pity that they didn't use them recklessly.
Because after one minute, both the Array Talismans and the tigers were fine. There was no sign of them weakening at all.
Shirō Makino pursed his lips. "Do you really think I'm going to last for one second?"
Wenjun looked at him. Behind the mask, his eyes darted around, as if he wanted to express his opinion.
"Put away your immature thoughts." Shirō Makino glanced at him.
Two minutes later.
The third God-Tier Protoss used all his strength. His protective armor was torn apart, and his entire body was torn apart.
He died an incomparably tragic death.
Three minutes passed.
The last God-Tier Protoss finally endured until the Array Talismans broke and the tigers disappeared.
But what awaited the God Clan youth, who was riddled with scars, was Ji Caiyi, who had suddenly appeared beside him … a precise assassination!
The battle ended.
After a moment of silence, the entire Zulong Empire exploded!
In the livestream, Brother Niao was so excited that his face turned red. He roared, "Great Demon King! Our Xiao Bai is definitely a Great Demon King! He will become the nightmare of all the Protoss. Being his enemy is the greatest tragedy of his enemies! Today, he used reality to teach those arrogant young God-Tier Protoss a lesson. What is true strength! What is an All-Element Talisman Artist! Array Talismans, Summoning Talismans … Just like taking a stroll in the park, he played with the enemies in the palm of his hand! "
Dong Li adjusted his glasses. He realized that his lines had been stolen by Brother Niao. So, he put his hands back and nodded. "Yes, you are right."
The Protoss camp was dead silent!
Veins popped out on the foreheads of countless young God-Tier Prodigies.
The hatred brought about by war was never one-sided.
Even though he was an invader, watching his companions, brothers, and relatives die so tragically before his very eyes was something that he could not accept emotionally.
Although they deserved it.
But no one could stop their anger.
"We must find a way to kill him!"
"Hurry up and crack his Array Talismans and Summoning Talismans. We have to find a way to crack them, and then give him a fatal blow in the next game!"
"At all costs, we can't let him continue to live!"
"Kill Shirō Makino!"
"Kill Shirō Makino!"
"Kill Shirō Makino!"
In the end, these five words formed a wave in the Protoss camp.
Of the four human battle teams, two were eliminated, and two advanced to the next round.
But the news from the royal family said that Li Xiong's injury was too serious, and it was confirmed that he could not participate in the next quarter-finals.
The remaining royal children wanted to fight desperately, but under the unanimous suppression of the royal family and the entire Zulong Empire, they chose to abstain.
In other words, there would only be seven teams left in the top eight, and there would only be one team left on the Human Clan's side.
Fu Long Battle Team — the only remaining spark.
In the entire Zulong Empire, articles with such titles could be seen everywhere in the major media the next day.
Whether or not the young group could obtain a hundred and fifty years of peace would depend on the Fu Long Battle Team.
And the number of members of the Bai Family Army had climbed to a terrifying figure of more than 300 billion!
What did this mean?
It meant that the composition of the Bai Family Army had changed from mainly young people in the past to covering all age groups and all industries!
Although the rest of the people did not join the Bai Family Army, it was not an exaggeration to say that more than 90% of the people in the entire Zulong Empire were fans of the Fu Long Battle Team.
Shirō Makino's demeanor as the Great Demon King in reality was also thoroughly spread as he used more than 100 tigers to win a war.
Now, all kinds of information about the Black Domain began to spread among the people.
So, the invincible Great Demon King in the Black Domain and the Great Demon King Shirō Makino in reality … gradually merged.
This was because the identity of Wen Jun Can Have Many Worries was relatively public.
Then, the person who could make Wen Jun seek refuge without hesitation, besides the Great Demon King in the Black Domain, who else … had that qualification?
Today, the battle of the young team was coming to an end.
The second round of the battle of the Emperor-level had not yet begun. People only knew that the Human Clan occupied half of the top eight seats of the Emperor-level.
The second round of the battle of the God-level had already ended. In the quarter-finals, one God-level expert from the Human Clan had fallen, but of the remaining four, two were fighting peacefully, and the other two had killed two opposing God-levels!
In other words, in the battle of the God-level, the Human Clan on the side of the Ancestral Dragon had already formed an encirclement of the Protoss!
Three against one!
It was just so brutal.
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