Chapter 910: The quality of the strong

"Smack it!"

"Smack sex!"

As soon as Zhang Mu and his gang walked out of the competition, they were immediately applauded with great warm applause. The spectators in the watching zone stood up almost at the same time and cheered thunderously at the winners, and the cheers even overwhelmed the "big horn" that was announcing the results of the competition.

Zhang Mu looked at the strangers in front of him in a little surprised. Of course, he was more confused.

To be honest, their battle with Tokel was not exciting, and it could even be said to be boring. The Northeastern man and the Ice Silkworm, who had an absolute advantage, used the fifth-grade boss, and easily tore through the defense of Tokel's team and forced the opponent to surrender. Overall, this battle had no skills at all. Why did such an uneven battle usher in so many applause and cheers?

Is this irrational?

However, Zhang Mu soon understood.

The reason for the applause was not because they were strong, but because they had a good time to play the Tokel team and did not kill them all. At this point, Zhang Mu completely showed the qualities he deserved as a strong man.

"I lost, convinced! I believe that the Angels team will definitely win the final victory in the team competition." Tokel, a man of black blood, came to Zhang Mu with a smile, held his hand hard, and said in fluent English.

"Thank you, we will definitely work hard." After Zhang Mu learned about Tokel's purpose, a charming smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"Can I know which two strong men in your team who defeated us?" Tokel asked with a smile, but when he saw Zhang Mu and his group of people's confusion and distrust expressions, he immediately waved his hand and said, "Oh! Oh! Please don't get me wrong! I just want to express my gratitude to the two strong men, and there is nothing else to do!"

"Me!" The Northeastern man walked out from behind Zhang Mu casually, and shook his arms a few times, his posture was very similar to the "orc God of War" he used.

"And I." The sound of the frozen silkworms speaking is so sharp and harsh no matter where they are. However, after being together for a long time, Zhang Mu and his gang have become accustomed to it.

Just as Tokel thanked the Northeastern man, the voice of the informant came from the huge speaker: "The first national honor will officially begin in five minutes, from Area A..."

"National honor has begun. Brother, should we take a look?" The fat man drooped half of his head, with an expression of lack of interest on his face.

"National honor..." Zhang Muba slapped a few times, glanced at the Northeastern guy who was having a lot of fun talking with Tokel, and shrugged indifferently, "If you want to see it, stay what you don't want to see it."

To be honest, Zhang Mu is completely uninterested in this kind of battle that still uses military services to fight small things. How many adults with normal mentality like to watch primary school students fight?

"Haha! I guess you would say that! Brother, then I'll leave first!"

"Brother Mu, I'll leave first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty and Long Gen were already a hundred meters away.

"Damn! What are you doing?" Zhang Mu rolled his eyes in anger.

"Hehe, this is a place where there are many beautiful girls in Jinghai, what do you think?..." The fat man smiled obscenely.

"Be careful, I'll go back and tell you the bad guy!" Deng Jie roared viciously. Unfortunately, the fat guys and the others could no longer hear it. These two guys with the brains of the sperm had already run out of the competition hall.

"Wife, let's go too. Go back and take a nap. There will be a team preliminaries in three hours. I'll come back to see you later."

"Okay!" Deng Jie nodded obediently.

On the right side, the viewing area—

"In seven minutes, two people solved a battle. The strength of this 'angel team' is much stronger than I thought." The God Emperor shook his head, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes wrinkled slightly.

"The Emperor, it's not that the Angels Team is too strong, but that the Tokel Team is too weak. If it were us, it would take us less than five minutes to kill all their bosses. This is nothing great." The King of Heaven said.

The God Emperor smiled, "You don't understand. What I worry most now is whether the fifth-grade orc God of War and the fifth-grade colorful spider are controlled by the weakest two people in their team... If this is true, then how strong should the twelve-winged angel as the captain? Is the boss under his command sixth-grade or seventh-grade? His growth rate is so fast that it is unbelievable."

"Uh...this is..." The king lowered his head and pondered.

"Your Majesty, you don't have to worry too much about this. Just the wild teams in the preliminaries will definitely not be able to measure the true strength of the Angels team, but once they enter the top 16, the Angels team will not be able to preserve their strength." At this time, the Human Emperor spoke.

"Well." The God Emperor nodded, "So much, I just hope everyone understands that the purpose of our competition this time is to exchange for the greatest victory with the smallest loss. If the opponent's strength exceeds the previous estimate, you must listen to me and give up the competition immediately."

"Yes!" A group of young people lowered their heads. This was not only out of respect for the God Emperor, but also respect for the elderly.

On the right rear, viewing area—

"Tsk tsk, it's too fierce, too fierce! He is really worthy of being the twelve-winged angel brother. He won the preliminary round without any effort. I like this angel team more and more." Blue Classic laughed and laughed. He was still immersed in the battle just now, deeply unexcited.

"Hey, boss! What exactly is your head? Can you not be so 'two'? Can't you be like a normal person?" A young woman stroked her forehead hard. If she hadn't seen the strength of the classic blue and killed her, she wouldn't have come to participate in this 'mental ill patient' with this 'mental ill' competition, which wouldn't be embarrassing enough.

"Hehe, being a human being, being happy is the most important thing. Don't care too much about what others think of you." Blue Classic hugged the back of her head and leaned on the sofa.

"Boss, what is the chance of us killing the Angels Team?" A man with a tall and powerful man holding a glass of red wine in his hand turned his face and asked.

"Take it! This is Lafite from 1982. Will you drink it?" Blue Classic snatched the red wine from the man's hand, snatched it hard, and said in a deep voice: "Let's watch it after the preliminaries... This angel team has hidden its strength too deeply..."
Chapter completed!