Chapter 1719: Chapter 1721: Can You Act Like a Human?
As soon as the Witch Sect and the divine forces were determined, they began to slowly, cautiously, and intently move towards Lu Xiaobu and Lin Feng.
This decision wasn’t made impulsively; it was only after a thorough inquiry with several saints that they decided on this!
According to the saints, the biggest characteristic of Lu Xiaobu and Lin Feng is their speed!
That’s why they decided to team up!
In this way, even if the opponent was very fast, as long as they rushed among them, they would have a way to limit the opponent’s speed!
Moreover!
They don’t completely believe what the saints have said to be true!
Invisible speed?!
How is that possible?!
To reach a speed that’s completely invisible, not to mention the enemy, even the attacker’s own body wouldn’t be able to withstand it!
So, they felt the saints might have been scared into exaggerating due to the shame of being instantly defeated a few times!
It’s human nature, and they can understand that!
However, what surprised them was that as they approached, Lu Xiaobu and Lin Feng didn’t react at all and continued drinking and eating.
This puzzled them!
What does this mean?!
They surely can’t be blind!
An ambush?!
At this thought, their hearts skipped a beat.
Finally, a group of God Realm beings exchanged glances and decided to send someone out to test the waters!
So, each side reluctantly sent out three people as scouts!
While they were filled with myriad emotions over here, the Drink-Pouring Saint felt indescribable!
Did you know?
Just moments ago, a minute before these two groups arrived simultaneously, he heard these two Heavenly Dynasty people betting!
He’s somewhat used to them betting on everything!
But what shocked him was the content of their bet. It was on the actions that the Witch Sect and divine forces would take next!
When he heard this bet, he scoffed internally!
Just fooling around!
Previously, there were bets on who lives, who dies, which force arrives first — all kinds of bets for fun!
But now, you’re betting on what’s about to happen next?!
I think you two are just looking for an excuse to drink!
After all, people are fickle, and many can’t even tell what they’ll do the next second. Yet, these two are using that as a betting scenario?!
However!
Next!
Lu Xiaobu: "I bet they will team up!"
And then, the two groups teamed up!
Lin Feng: "I bet they’ll advance in a group!"
Thus, the two groups advanced in a group!
Lu Xiaobu: "I bet they’ll send someone to test!"
Lin Feng: "Let me see, I bet each side will send out three people!"
As a result, the two groups each sent out three people!
The Drink-Pouring Saint: "..."
Wait a minute!
Let me process this!
Are you in cahoots?!
Why do they act exactly as you say?!
You can even guess how many people they’ll send as bait?!
Goodness!
Are you even human?!
Are you human?!
Can you behave like one?!
I am, after all, a God Realm being, an extraordinary person among thousands. You flaunting your intellect makes me so ashamed, doesn’t it?!
Moreover! Moreover!
Is this even a bet between you two?!
Do your words define the reality?!
This is clearly the Great Prophecy Technique!
Given that, why bother betting?!
Is it even entertaining?!
It’s completely about who’s faster at saying things, isn’t it?!
The Drink-Pouring Saint is self-doubting, but little does he know, this bet was never a bet from the start!
It’s merely an excuse!
Using this excuse as a topic, allowing the two of them to share tales of that world!
Tales of hardship, joy, happiness, and sadness, all shared under this pretense!
Otherwise, what are they supposed to do?!
Hold each other and cry their hearts out?!
If it came to that, they would rather stab each other — everything lies within the knife!
Lin Feng’s bitter and tired, does it mean Lu Xiaobu isn’t tired?!
Regardless of who it is, coming alone to a foreign place and realizing it’s a place where everyone’s hostile — who wouldn’t be tired?!
But this fatigue, whom can they share it with?
Only each other!
Some might think they’re brainless, lunatics!
Peaceful co-existence would suffice; why insist on life-and-death rivalry?
In the end, the only person they could talk to was each other?!
Perhaps what you’re saying isn’t wrong!
These two are indeed childishly, neurotically, epically out of place!
But sometimes, no, it should be said that often, men are just that childishly simple!
Just like how four roommates might waste an entire day arguing over who has the honor of getting up last, they’re willing to starve and risk being marked absent, all to hide under the covers!
What’s the difference here?
The joy of men is simple; their competitive spirit is just as straightforward!
They simply want to surpass the other!
Even if it means paying a higher price!
If everyone lived rationally, robots would certainly live better than us humans!
The Witch Sect and divine forces are still cautiously probing, while the Drink-Pouring Saint remains bewildered and self-doubting, and Lu Xiaobu and Lin Feng have already started accepting their bets!
Lu Xiaobu: "I once dropped from hundreds of meters just to sneak into a school, and my clothes nearly burned off!"
Lin Feng: "Pff! Hahaha! You were fully exposed?! And at a school?! With hundreds watching?! Tsk tsk tsk! Hahaha!"
Lu Xiaobu: "You were a slave!"
Lin Feng: "You were exposed to hundreds!"
...
Lin Feng: "When I first arrived, I was fainted, and someone stripped me naked!"
Lu Xiaobu: "Haha! And you say that! You were stripped too!"
Lin Feng: "But you were seen by hundreds! That’s way more brutal!"
Lu Xiaobu: "You were a slave!"
Lin Feng: "Damn it! Can you let it go?!"
Lu Xiaobu: "Alright, I can’t!"
"..."
And here we go!
Bottles flying everywhere in the sky!
...
Lu Xiaobu: "Cough cough, actually, when I first arrived, I was also stripped naked!"
Lin Feng: "Then how do you possibly have the guts to talk about me?!"
Lu Xiaobu: "You were a slave!"
Lin Feng: "He—ugh!"
Lu Xiaobu: "Ugh!"
Lin Feng: "Ugh!"
Lu Xiaobu: "Ugh!"
"..."
The Drink-Pouring Saint wiped the spit off his face, looking devoid of any emotional ripple!
Yes, he’s already a bit used to it, perhaps even numb!
Oh, wonderful, from petty fights to now escalated spitting!
What do you plan to do next?!
Are you going to urinate to make mud?
Or perhaps compete in stripping clothes?!
I might as well serve as your referee!
After all, if you truly fight to the death, I’ll surely be crushed by you, but for these contests, I am confident I can judge a winner!
Of course, you have to promise me, the winner won’t kill me!
Oh, the dignified Saint has fallen to such depths!
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