"Chief, tell me... who can win between them?"
Underground, more than twenty instructors gathered in front of the screen without blinking an eye.
Before Yuan Gang could answer, another instructor said: "Does that need to be said? Although Lin Qiye is also an agent of the gods, he is a newcomer after all. He can't win."
"That's not necessarily true. To be honest, although Wang Mian's Shenxu is ridiculously strong, it is only after he has raised his realm. In the 'Zhan' realm, the power he can exert is too limited. In addition, Yi Yuan is sealed. , and Lin Qiye’s chances of winning are really 50-50."
"You're right. If the king's face were replaced by Athena's agent from the [Phoenix] team, Lin Qiye would probably not be able to withstand five moves... After all, it was a humanoid tyrannosaurus, and the power gap could not be made up by speed. "
"It seems like... what if Lin Qiye really wins?" An instructor couldn't help but mutter, "Is it true that they should just end the training camp as the leader said?"
"...If this is really the case, the higher-ups will probably beat our brains out."
Yuan Gang silently watched the battlefield between the two men and slowly said, "Let's watch it first. It's too early to say anything before these two people can decide the winner."
…
"Are you going all out..."
After hearing Lin Qiye's words, Wang Mian's eyes showed a hint of appreciation and he nodded slightly.
"very good."
clang!
The knives in their hands collided, and at the same time, the time ruins opened again.
Lin Qiye took a deep breath and raised his mental state to its peak. If nothing unexpected happened, the battle between them would soon have a conclusion.
Yi Yuan's blade cut through the air, making a faint buzzing sound. Lin Qiye subconsciously raised the knife and slashed towards Yi Yuan!
At this moment, invisible ripples suddenly appeared in the eyes under the king's mask, and a tyrannical divine pressure burst out from his eyes, rushing into Lin Qiye's mind.
Lin Qiye used the divine power of Seraph to dazzle countless people, but this was the first time that he was shocked by someone else's divine power. Almost at the moment when the God of Time's divine power exploded, Lin Qiye's eyes also shrank!
In his eyes, two dazzling golden lights emerged, like a pair of blazing furnaces, exuding terrifying power!
In mid-air, two eyes collided.
A gust of wind burst out from the center of their gazes, and the raging divine power centered on the two of them, overwhelming the entire place!
"Damn it, these two people glared at each other, why is it so windy!" Baili Pangpang exclaimed.
Tian Ping stared at the two people in the distance intently and murmured to himself: "Now...it's the gods behind the two who are fighting."
The divine power of the Seraph collided fiercely with the divine power of the God of Time for several seconds, and both of their eyes began to become bloodshot. Now they were competing not with their own strength, but with the divine power contained in their bodies!
boom!
There was a soft sound, and Wang Mian suddenly groaned and took half a step back.
At the same time, the time ruins around him were shattered inch by inch!
Lin Qiye's eyes flashed as he stepped forward...
Swing the knife suddenly!
This time, Wang Mian didn't have time to block with his sword.
The light blue blade sliced through the king's mask, cutting the word "王" on it into two!
Click!
The mask of King Mian... was broken.
Under the mask, a delicate and calm face was revealed, looking helplessly at Lin Qiye in front of him.
The people watching suddenly stood up and took a breath!
Including the instructors sitting in front of the screen, their hearts suddenly thumped, secretly thinking that this is not good!
"Feel sorry… "
Wang Mian looked into Lin Qiye's eyes and whispered.
Then, the ripples in his eyes rippled again.
Time God Ruins, unfold!
The pieces of the mask that shattered in mid-air quickly flowed back to Wang Mian's face. His receding figure gradually returned to its original position. The people who stood around sat back down again, with a trace of confusion in their eyes.
Lin Qiye's body uncontrollably retraced his steps, and the straight knife retraced its original path. The cracks on the mask began to recover, and his body returned to the position before swinging the knife...
Lin Qiye's eyes widened with shock!
Time went back three seconds.
At that time, the duel between the two gods had not yet been decided, he had not yet swung his sword, and King Mian's mask had not yet been shattered.
The people watching seemed to have forgotten the scene just now, and were still trying their best to cheer for the two of them. Only Lin Qiye... remembered what had just happened.
No, apart from Lin Qiye, the only ones who knew what had just happened were the instructors who were always staring at the screen.
"He...he cut off the king's mask?!!"
"Fuck!"
"Fortunately...fortunately, Wang Mian went back in time, otherwise we would really have lost it!"
"But, can something like time retrieval be used in the 'Zhan' realm?"
"No... Wang Mian just unlocked the realm. At that moment, he at least reached the Sichuan realm."
"Doesn't that mean we lose?!"
"Ahem, now Lin Qiye has not cut off the king's mask, so we have not lost."
"But he has unlocked the realm! Isn't this a lie?"
"How can the scholar's affairs be called cheating? Do you really want this training session to end and you'll be happy?"
"… "
The instructors suddenly became noisy. At this moment, Yuan Gang slowly stood up from his position and looked at the time.
"It's already nine o'clock, the battle is over."
"Chief, what about winning or losing..."
Yuan Gang glanced at him and said calmly: "The training must be carried out. This is not for our face... This is for the future of these children."
"yes… "
…
ground.
Lin Qiye lowered his head and looked at the knife in his hand, then looked at the king's face in front of him. After a long while, he finally came to his senses.
"You are cheating..."
"Shhh!!!"
Wang Mian put his finger in front of his mouth, then put it close to Lin Qiye's ear, and whispered:
"Lin Qiye... I admit, I just lost to you, but... this recruit training must go on, do you understand what I mean?"
Lin Qiye's expression suddenly became strange.
"You want me to pretend that I didn't win? As if nothing just happened?"
"That's what I mean." Wang Mian nodded, and then added, "But don't worry, all the instructors will see your performance. After this battle is over, you can ask them to give you... Some compensation."
Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows, "I am a principled person."
"I guess it won't be a problem for them to send you a red envelope worth 500,000 yuan."
"…my principles…"
"Maybe they will give you a forbidden object for self-defense."
"Ahem, my..."
"Well, I owe you another favor." Wang Mian looked into Lin Qiye's eyes, "As the leader of the Masked Team, I owe you a favor."
"make a deal!"