If you become a monster, you will succeed.

Chapter 705 The real battlefield

"Come on, come on, good morning, noon and evening, everyone. This is the live broadcast room of Shen-chan. I believe that everyone got up early to watch the real highlight of the God-chosen battle, right?"

On screens all over the world, the god of live streaming, with her face almost pressed against the camera, gave explanations with an exaggerated smile, and behind her, there were clear blue skies and thick clouds.

The lens deflected, and a blue ocean that was difficult to distinguish from the sky appeared in the field of view. The only difference between the sky and the sea was the square island in the sea that seemed to have been carefully trimmed.

"As you can see, this island is the main competition of this divine selection competition. The ten players who qualify this time will join the battlefield of the gods as mortals. This competition will be organized by the God of First Aid and the God of Medicine. Gods serve as action guarantees. If you players want to give up, please call for rescue immediately, but I think most gods will not give you such a chance..."

The God of Live Broadcasting turned the camera again with a smirk on his face, and what entered the screen was the scene inside the cabin. In the camera, ten contestants were sitting in their respective positions, and at the front of the cabin not far away, there was another A mecha in a prone position.

"Okay, without further ado, before entering the battlefield, let us give a final introduction to the players! First, there is the champion of Group A, the magic knight from Buda Ali, Thor!"

Following the call of the God of Live Broadcasting, the rough man with a golden beard and copper bell-like eyes waved the hammer in his hand, looking honest and honest.

Although he didn't say it, Feng Xue was very suspicious that this was one of the weird people who also entered this world.

"The next one is the winner of Group B, who defeated the favorite boxing champion of Bailin Kingdom, a female warrior who is good at using shields, Miss Saori from Kamei Kingdom!"

"Okay, another one, but is it really because of the comics that Athena can be resurrected?" Feng Xue's mouth twitched slightly, but she instinctively put her hands in her pockets to prevent Salt from appearing out of thin air and ruining her success.

Immediately afterwards, the camera was focused on him, and the god of live broadcasts also looked over with the smiling face full of aura of a female brat——

"Qiang Qiang, the next group C qualifier is a mecha pilot from the Bailin Iron Armor Steel Fist Arena. He is also the only pilot to enter the final arena in the past 20 years. Shenjiang is my most optimistic player, the killer whale mecha pilot. Driver, Feng Xue!"

Feng Xue raised her hand in embarrassment and waved to the camera. Unexpectedly, this kid did not move the camera to the next contestant. Instead, he jumped up to the front and looked at each other at a distance that could almost feel his breath——

"Xiao Xuexue, Shen-chan likes you very much. If you find that you can't beat her, you can call her Shen-chan! Shen-chan really hopes that you will be Shen-chan's favored one! Well, if you behave well, you will not be beaten by Shen-chan. that's not allowed!"

"..."

Feng Xue had a sullen face, feeling the glances from the other players beside her, and suddenly had the urge to press the female brat directly between her legs. However, considering that the other party was a main god, she gritted her teeth, but just then When he finally concluded his speech, the god of live broadcast suddenly turned the camera, stuck out his tongue and said:

"I've been hesitating for too long! Shen-chan is very unhappy! At most, he is a favored one! But remember to pray when you are about to die!"

【Ha ha ha ha! 】

[Kami-chan is so bad! 】

[Here we go again, God-chan has to do this every time!Are there no new tricks? 】

[Nonsense, the last time Shen Jiang was very proud and said, "Do you want to be my dog?"! 】

[Yes, last time I seemed to have asked a female warrior to lick her feet. 】【Yes, I also remember that the other party really took the initiative and licked Shen-chan all over...】

……

A large number of barrages directly hit Feng Xue's sight, but Feng Xue was not angry at all, but had an urge to laugh.

Because this time, he was not affected by the effects of the show!

"No, it's not certain that my response method worked. Maybe the fact that I happened to speak when the other party left was also an effect of the program?"

Feng Xue took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed her chaotic emotions, without even communicating with Haotian Mirror.

In order not to be exposed, he didn't even wear a Kamen Rider armor at this time, and there was not a single phantom thing visible on his body.

It can be said responsibly that at this time, Feng Xue's defense is definitely at its weakest in recent years. Apart from the thoughtfully placed [Resurrection Tomb] and [Chestnut Ball], there are no life-saving phantoms.

"Oh, we're finally in Group J. The players in Group J this time are also rare demi-humans! Player Ao Guang, I wonder if you are an Argonian or a Lizardman? Or an Orc?"

Facing Ao Guang, who had a reptilian head, the God of Live Broadcasting asked impolitely, but the other person lowered his head humbly and said in a delicate voice that did not match his appearance:
"I am a sea dragon."

"Oh, it turns out to be a Sea Dragon! It's a pity that the battlefield of this competition is not allowed to go into the sea!" The God of Live Broadcasting shook his head, with a wicked smile, and pulled the camera back to the door of the cabin, looking at the island. A beam of light rose, and she opened her arms, turned her back to the hatch and said:

"Okay, in this God's Selection Arena and the Battlefield of the Gods, there are 44 Martial Gods competing for the position of the Supreme Martial God of Bailin Kingdom, plus ten contestants, a total of 54 people. The whole process is reported by Shenjiang. Now, Contestants, come with Shen-chan! Friendly reminder, if you leave the range of God Battle Island, you will be eliminated directly!"

As he spoke, the God of Live Broadcasting jumped down with his back to the cabin door, taking the audience with him to experience the experience of falling straight down from a height of [-] meters.

When the contestants saw this, they immediately filed out. Feng Xue looked at the behavior of the God of Live Broadcasting, shook his head helplessly, then turned and walked towards his own body.

The AI ​​self-test was completed quickly, and rows of data flashed on the auxiliary screen. When Feng Xue completed the voiceprint verification, there was no trace of other players in the cabin.

He moved his arm slightly, but it made a depression in the cabin. For the safety of the crew, he immediately stopped and shouted through the loudspeaker:
"Is there any airdrop setting?"

"Yes, yes! Don't move!"

Hearing that Feng Xue's preparations were completed, the pilot who had been waiting for a long time immediately said loudly. As if he was afraid that Feng Xue would get angry and tear the plane apart, he pressed the airdrop button hard.

For an instant, Feng Xue felt nothing "under her feet", and then there was a strong feeling of weightlessness.

But before he could control the propulsion device of the machine to adjust his position in the air, a strong sense of crisis came over him.

He is locked!
(End of this chapter)