The Age of Global Gods: from Demigods to Dominators of Crystal Walls

　　Contrast the opposite side, the opponent from No. [-] Middle School.

　　It can be said directly, the naked eye is more than a little bit stronger!

　　……

　　In addition to the projection domain of the war, there are also special viewing seats.

　　Five figures floated inside.

　　They are all with a faint brilliance, and there are wisps of afterglow of divine power radiating around them.

　　Although ordinary people and ordinary races are definitely unable to do anything, they can perceive their appearance through the afterglow of divine power that seems to cover their bodies.

　　But what I can watch here are the teachers and leaders of Emerald City No. [-] High School and No. [-] High School.

　　and standing in the middle.

　　The figure is extremely burly and strong, holding his chest, the referee from the competition side.

　　It's just that the vice-principal of No. [-] High School turned a little blue at this time: "Did I say your No. [-] High School is not authentic?"

　　Zhao Sheng, who was still preparing, pointed at Projection God Realm, his tone was stiff.

　　Because there is no way.

　　Anyone who sees a group of second-order warrior races appears here.

　　Or in the battle for places in the freshman tournament, they will be angry: "This is at least the level of the next semester, right?"

　　In response, the vice-principal of No. [-] High School and Qian Hengliang next to him looked at each other and smiled.

　　Then the vice-principal said, "I don't know, Lao Qian, what's going on?"

　　There's also a sinister smell to it.

　　"That's right."

　　Qian Hengliang was also an old fritter who answered the question: "I am a student at this level, so I let him participate."

　　"Well, I thought the level was too bad." The vice-principal sighed: "Our No. [-] middle school can't be ashamed. If we lose the game, it's too small, and we're inferior, then it won't work."

　　But no matter how you look, you can see the surprise smile on the corner of the mouth of the second high school vice-principal.

　　It was the vice-principal and teacher of No. [-] High School who were a little embarrassed.

　　Can't say more at this time.

　　because.

　　In order to win this victory, they actually used small tricks.

　　"Then let's wait and see. This Tang Xieyin classmate from our sixth high school was killed by his ancestors from the demon plane!"

　　……

　　ps: The fifth watch is over, ahem, a little late, but pay attention next time. .

Chapter 16

　　In the Divine Realm projection space, the battle preparations have entered the final countdown.

　　Tang Xieyin's face was solemn and confident.

　　"Just an ordinary top student in No. [-] Middle School."

　　"I know it's strong."

　　"Having a Tier [-] fighting race can indeed sweep most of the ordinary freshmen."

　　"But it's not enough for me."

　　"Back then, my ancestor was a god of medium power, who single-handedly crossed the demon plane!"

　　Words of self-improvement were whispered in his mouth.

　　Still lining up faith races.

　　【Race interface】

　　【Race】: Gnoll

　　【Category】: Demihumans (Abyss Erosion)

　　[Equal order]: first order (abyss erosion)

　　【Occupation】: None

　　[Talent]: Endurance enhancement, dedication to the abyss (active: consume all spirit and enter a painless crazy state, physical strength + 5 points)

　　[Skill]: Throwing Hand Axe (Active)

　　[Specialty]: Bite Level 3, Throw Level 2

　　[Physique]: 5 points (generally similar to healthy adults)

　　[Strength]: 4 points (long-term malnutrition leads to poor strength)

　　[Agility]: 5 points (the agility belonging to the beast is still not lost)

　　[Spirit]: 2 points (after the increasing erosion of the abyss has begun to become delirious)

　　[Evaluation]: Originally an ordinary gnoll, but after drinking the blood of the devil, it has been eroded by the power of the abyss.

　　……

　　Tang Xieyin lowered his head slowly, and 200 gnolls with their hunched waists gathered in a rectangular shape.

　　Lying on all fours like a beast, staring at red eyes full of bloodshot eyes, looking like a hysterical madness.

　　"After I just awakened the realm of the gods and chose the gnoll as the belief race..."

　　"I will pour the blood of the devil on all the gnolls!"

　　"Even if it looks like a first-order race now."

　　"But as long as you enter the battle and activate the demon blood in your body, you can fall into extreme madness."

　　"At that time, the mere ordinary top students, without the heritage brought by the family ancestors, are simply vulnerable!"

　　Thinking of the importance of the Freshman Championship, and the various awards or consolation prizes that can be obtained even if it is not a top eight, his heart is even more excited.

　　The family has been in decline for a long time, and a new generation of young people is needed to stand up and revive the reputation of the family that once displayed medium power.

　　Tang Xieyin slowly exhaled a sullen breath: "And I will definitely be the new generation to revive the family!"

　　[Record]: The battle preparation phase ends.

　　[Tips]: The battle begins!

　　【Tips】: Duo!

　　……

　　On the Divine Realm interface, a long sound announcing the start of the battle suddenly appeared in my ears.

　　The entire projection space that was originally like a still world suddenly became alive.

　　"It's started!" Zhao Sheng's face slowly became solemn.

　　Even if you can despise your opponent strategically.

　　But on a tactical level.

　　You must also pay attention to your opponents, kill chickens with a bull's knife, and win!

　　"The Sisba Frogmen, go forward!" Zhao Sheng decisively stretched his hand forward, directing his group of burly frogmen to move forward.

　　He is not afraid of head-on collision at all, and even a little eager for such a tactical situation to happen.

　　Usually [-] meters tall.

　　Over two hundred pounds.

　　Full of tendons and flesh, the Sisba frogmen of the standard warrior race are not afraid of head-to-head.

　　What's more, at this time, Zhao Sheng has also seen the race arranged by the other party, which is still a first-order jackal.

　　Thin as a stunted low stake.

　　Brown skin with sparse hair.

　　Grinning his teeth and licking his lips with a fat tongue, it is especially ridiculous with the axe and hammer made of stone in his hand.

　　Except that when walking, what should have been green eyes, there was some kind of bloodshot appearance with a special red glow, which was a bit unexpected.

　　"If you want to confront my Sisba frogmen head-on, then I really don't understand that the gap in strength between the two sides cannot be made up."

　　"The second-order warrior race is already half a grade or more stronger than the ordinary second-order race."

　　"Even if you are a first-order special race, you can't make up for such a big gap!"

　　Just as Zhao Sheng watched calmly, the group of Sisba frogmen under him were still accelerating.

　　The distance between the two sides is about [-] meters, which is a small projection battlefield of God's Domain.

　　It is quite enough to accommodate 400 people to fight.

　　Of course, this also caused the races projected by both sides to come into contact without a moment's time!

　　And because it is a simulated projection of the real race, there is not too much psychological fluctuation, and it directly fights according to the requirements of the gods.

　　"For the ancestor god Savaslo! Kill!"

　　At the same time, the stronger Sisba frogmen also took the lead in charging towards the front of the group of gnolls.

　　These frogmen fishermen and hunters armed with harpoons and long and short spears are quite capable of melee combat!

　　……

　　"Come on! Come on!" Tang Xieyin's eyes were also bloodshot.

　　He waved his hand and directed the gnoll projections under him to move forward.

　　hit the idea.