"Why are you going this way?"
Wang Zhihu subconsciously objected: "Shouldn't everyone discuss it carefully?"
Yun Wuhen's face was expressionless and silent.
Lin Beichen glanced at Priest Xiangyan and said, "There seems to be no restriction in the rules on educating disobedient team members?"
Priest Xiangyan was startled: "It seems not."
"Oh, that's easy."
Lin Beichen walked forward and said, "Smile, beat him."
"Okay... okay... okay."
Fat Hu, who had been following Lin Beichen, slowly turned around, and amid the astonished expressions of Yun Wuhen and others, he slapped Wang Zhihu on the face with a big slap like a cattail leaf fan.
Bang.
Wang Zhihu didn't have the slightest chance to react. His head tilted and he was thrown hundreds of meters away like a cannonball. He turned 3,600 degrees in the air and backflip 720 degrees, and plunged into the sky. Inside the sand…
The direction of flying was exactly the direction Lin Beichen was walking.
Moreover, Fat Tiger's mastery of power reaches the pinnacle in seconds.
This slap sent the person flying away, but it did not really injure Wang Zhihu.
As a result, Wang Zhihu climbed up from the yellow sand. Apart from his swollen face and dizziness, he was not as miserable as he looked.
Not very harmful.
Extremely insulting.
"You idiot, how dare you hit me?"
Wang Zhihu was shaking with anger and rushed over quickly.
Snapped.
Then he was whipped out again.
The interval should not exceed three breaths.
Repeat.
Four times in total.
Wang Zhihu was sent flying a kilometer in total.
At this time, not only Wang Zhihu himself, but also Yun Wuhen and others could see that this fool was stronger than they imagined.
At least this kind of physical strength and control of power are beyond their reach.
Yun Wuhen regretted it endlessly and secretly thought that he had made a mistake.
Why didn't I see before that this fat fool turned out to be such a terrifying character
"Team leader, please say something."
Yun Wuhen looked at Priest Xiangyan.
The latter said without hesitation: "Do as he says."
"OK."
Yun Wuhen immediately agreed: "We will listen to the team leader."
It's a pity that the team leader listened to that little bastard.
Anyway, it can be considered as a way to get off the donkey, there are steps, everyone's face will not be too ugly.
As a result, Lin Beichen turned his head and taunted without hesitation, saying: "Thief Sun, if you have the guts, don't be a coward."
Yun Wuhen was so angry that he almost died on the spot.
This little bastard took advantage and behaved well.
However, don't be complacent for too long.
Yuan Wuhen's eyes fell on Fat Hu, who was following Lin Beichen behind the giant space backpack, and he was thinking about how to win over this fool again.
What a fool.
It should be easy to kidnap.
When the fool becomes a member of his own camp, see how arrogant this little bastard can be.
The group of people stepped on the yellow sand and walked forward quickly.
After about one stick of incense time.
"Here, dig."
Lin Beichen pointed to an unremarkable sand dune road.
Yun Wuhen and others didn't realize what it meant.
Priest Xiangyan was also slightly startled.
What to dig
Just as he was doubting, Fat Tiger immediately understood what Lin Beichen meant. Without any hesitation, he bent down and raised his buttocks. His two big palm-like hands were like rotating flywheels, directly on the sand dune. It started to be planed.
Yellow sand was thrown more than fifty meters away from his crotch.
Sand and dust are flying.
The posture of digging in the sand is like a dog digging a hole.
Very indecent.
In less than five breaths, Fat Tiger dug out half of the sand dune, down five to six meters...
"Pfft, that's a fool."
Wan Yuan laughed.
But the next moment, he was slapped hard and mercilessly in the face.
"Looking for...looking for...found..."
Fat Tiger stammered and straightened up.
In his hand was a red humanoid statue with a vague face and the size of a palm.
"Mission idol?"
Yun Wuhen let out an incredible exclamation.
In an instant, all eyes were focused on the statue in Fat Tiger's hand.
Absolutely right.
This is the first phase of the mission statue.
This... was found so easily
"show me."
Lin Beichen stretched out his hand.
In an instant, seven or eight eyes looked at Fat Tiger's face again.
Will you refuse
It's impossible to agree to it.
Don't lie. This kind of rare mission item is too difficult to find. Who would give it to others easily
Wan Yuan, Wang Zhihu and others roared crazily and silently in their hearts.
But in the next moment, Fat Tiger handed over the statue without hesitation.
Lin Beichen's hands sank.
Very heavy.
Like a hill.
The dark red color is like a blood clot that has dried for countless years. The surface is smooth and does not adhere to sand. The carved lines are very ordinary, as if they are the work of roadside craftsmen.
The whole body is in human shape, wearing armor, face is blurred, and there are no weapons on the whole body.
Infused with divine power, there was no response.
The only characteristic is that it is hard enough.
"This thing can probably only be used to hit people, right?"
Lin Beichen shook the 'Mission Statue' in his hand, then threw it to Priest Xiangyan and said, "Take a look?"
The corner of Xiangyan Priest's mouth drew an elegant and beautiful arc.
He held the statue in his hand, observed it for a moment, and handed it back to Lin Beichen with a smile.
"I'll take a look too."
Yun Wuhen suddenly said.
"Are you worthy? Go away and play with eggs."
Lin Beichen refused without hesitation and handed the statue back to Fat Hu.
The latter skillfully
Put it in the space backpack.
"We are all teammates, show us what's going on?" Wang Zhihu said loudly: "Are you too stingy? Can you lose a piece of meat by looking at it? Don't think..."
"beat."
Lin Beichen said.
Fat Tiger groaned, understood instantly, and waved his palm like a cattail leaf fan.
Snapped.
Wang Zhihu flew more than 100 meters for the third time and plunged into the yellow sand, with his butt exposed...
"Wrong direction."
Lin Beichen waved his hand and pointed in the opposite direction and said: "Over there."
"Okay... okay... okay."
Fat Tiger ran as nimbly as a desert giant lizard. He pulled out a piece of yarn and rushed over in an instant like lightning. He slapped Wang Zhihu, who had just pulled himself out of the sand, in the direction pointed by Lin Beichen.
BIU~~
Yun Wuhen and others shuddered at the faint sound of human bodies breaking through the air.
Everything he wanted to say was immediately swallowed back into his stomach.
Why is this fool so strong
No, you must trick him into joining your camp.
It's best to let him be your loyal supporter and do what you say.
Yun Wuhen swore in his heart.
Silk Man walked a hundred miles in the direction pointed by Lin Beichen and came to an equally unremarkable sand dune.
"dig."
"Okay... okay... okay."
A similar scene happened again.
Within ten breaths, Fat Tiger dug out another statue.
The whole process was as easy as potatoes in the vegetable patch.
The key point is that neither Priest Xiangyan nor Yun Wuhen and others can see any difference between this dune and other dunes, so why can they dig out the 'mission idol'.
But what shocked them was what happened later.
"This way… "
"dig."
"Let's go, this way..."
"Stop, dig."
"Put it away, over there... OK, right here."
"dig."
As Lin Beichen changed direction again and again, and continued to direct Fat Tiger to dig out "mission statues" one after another from under different sand dunes and rocks, Priest Xiangyan, Yun Wuhen and others were completely stunned.
What are you doing
What the hell are you two doing
We have a mission to do.
We are not here to pull carrots and dig potatoes.
In less than half a day, nine 'mission statues' were dug out.
This made the second round of the God's Selection Contest just like going on a shopping trip, without the slightest challenge.
Priest Xiangyan looked at Lin Beichen as if he were looking at a monster.
She suddenly understood vaguely why this guy was able to score so many points in the preliminary round - he must have done something that others could not understand.
If it weren't for the fact that the God Selection Competition was always strict and there would be no cheating, Priest Xiangyan would have doubted whether Jian Xiaoyao had buried these 'mission statues' himself.
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