Chapter 558
The arena was dead silent, and neither the demon race nor the human race could believe what was happening in front of them.
Because the last game was a victory that was won under a hard fight, and now this game is completely crushed.
They didn't even know what happened in the blood mist, but they found that Ye Tianze was not injured at all.
This kind of silence is completely different from before, because this victory is too weird.
"I didn't even feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, how did he kill this black wolf!" The human race present was full of doubts.
Similarly, this is also the question in the heart of the demon clan, but everything just now was covered up by the blood mist, and even a strong man like Suzaku couldn't see the scene inside.
After an unknown period of silence, the human race in the arena finally reacted.
At this moment, even Shui Yuewu couldn't help shouting, no matter how Ye Tianze won, but at least he won.
"Three games, one person won three games, hahaha, there is hope for the second battle of my human race, there is hope!"
There were tears in the eyes of many elderly people in the stands. Many of them were veterans who had served in the Suzaku Corps.
Their bodies were covered in scars, and even more so, they were crippled. It was the mark left by the war on them, but none of them regretted serving in the Suzaku Legion because they fought for the tribe.
In their hearts, there are a lot of regrets, maybe it is because they fought hard on the battlefield, but the ethnic group has to humiliate and worship the demon clan once in a hundred years, or maybe they once met a person who had never met, but promised to live together on the battlefield. The promise of death could not be fulfilled in the end.
But their biggest regret is that they were not able to win a victory of their own on the battlefield, and shouted that "big victory".
"Victory, this is our victory, hahahaha, the demon clan has lost three games in a row, three games in a row, hahaha..."
Many young people can't understand the tears in the eyes of these old people, but they have never seen these warriors cry.
Even if the body is disabled, they never feel inferior, they always proudly say that this is a scar left for the ethnic group, this is a glory!
The joy of victory slammed into their hearts, made the old people cry, and the young people's blood boiled.
The teenagers in the arena have become the worthy heroes in their hearts, and they have become god-like figures in their hearts!
Suddenly, someone sang loudly: "In the beginning of time, there was my race; ten thousand years of blood hatred, the sea is difficult to calm!"
As soon as they sang, the sound of "great victory" like a tsunami of mountains and tsunamis stopped.
The old people looked at each other in dismay, and then sang: "The sun rises in the east, and there is my Taiyi; one stroke and one stroke, and the family is established as a human being."
The young people didn't know what song this was, but this hearty voice caused the echo of countless old people in the stands.
"The demon is in power; bully me into the weak!"
"The body of an ant; can Anneng fight?"
"No war? No war!"
The singing suddenly stopped at this moment. The old people seemed to feel that at this moment, something was missing. Soon someone took out the wine. They passed it to each other and poured it into their throats, accompanied by a hot and hot throat.
There is wine at the moment, but only a little appetizer, but they don't feel sorry, because the best appetizer is this song, which is the victory in front of them.
They continued to sing: repair my armor, sharpen my spear!
Fight no! War or not?
Share the hatred with the child, share the same anxiety with the child.
Fight no! War or not?
Swipe your sword to smash the dust and cleanse Liuhe!
Fight no! Fight no!
The blood is not dry, and there is no truce!
Fight no! Fight no!
The blood is not dry, and there is no truce!
Fight no! Fight no!
God bless my emperor, God bless my family!
This battle song reverberated in the arena, no matter whether they had experienced the battlefield or not, whether it was young people or old people, they were all infected by this battle song, and their hearts were burning with passion.
Suzaku and the Palace Master of the Human Emperor stood up. They were all too familiar with this battle song, because it was a forbidden song. Since 50,000 years ago, after Buzhou Mountain, the human race had forbidden to sing it again.
Only the veterans of the four major legions can play this battle song. No matter how strict the ban is, it cannot cool the blood in their hearts.
The human race 50,000 years ago rose in the end, and in the battle, it changed its destiny and grew into the fifth largest ethnic group in the world.
This is their pride, and no one can destroy it, and in the eyes of young people, this battle song tells the history of the humiliation of the human race for 50,000 years.
Perhaps the only thing they don't understand is the sentence "The rising sun, there is my Taiyi!"
But at this moment, it doesn't matter. They followed the old people to sing it over and over again. After 50,000 years, this battle song is flying in the arena again and again in Zhoutian City!
"This is a forbidden song, this is a forbidden song, the emperor is forbidden to sing, please shut up quickly, otherwise, you will all be put on death row!" A discordant voice came.
Everyone looked and found that it was Mu Lihui of the Mu Yunzong. He stared at the old people singing the battle song with a stern look, wishing to seal their mouths.
However, the old people ignored him at all, they passed their wines to each other, they waited for this moment, for too long.
The young monks could not understand the unspeakable excitement in the hearts of the old people, but their blood was ignited at this moment, and the moment the blood was ignited, it could no longer be extinguished!
"Shut up, shut up for me!" Du Tianyue also shouted.
Because they saw that the face of the demon clan was very ugly, and the demon clan who had lost three straight games could no longer sit still.
Now millions of people sing this war song forbidden by the human race, the faces of the demon race can be imagined, they are very worried that these demon race will turn their faces and ignore people, and leave directly after being provoked!
But no one cared about the voices of Du Tianyue and Mu Lihui. People continued to sing and sang. At this moment, they poured all their energy into their throats.
"Palace Master, Palace Master, don't you care?" Mu Lihui looked at the Emperor's Palace Master.
The Hall Master of the Human Emperor ignored him, he seemed to recall something in the singing, and finally Mu Lihui found that even the disciples of Mu Yunzong were infected by the singing, and sang softly.
"Don't sing, don't sing!" Mu Lihui roared, looking more excited than the demon clan.
At this moment, someone responded to her. This person was Suzaku. She raised her hand and slapped it in the air.
"Snapped"
When Mu Lihui reacted, he was slapped firmly on the face, and was knocked to the ground, not knowing whether to live or die!
Du Tianyue, who was still blocking, saw this scene, looked at Suzaku, and immediately closed his mouth when he saw that Suzaku was about to fight.
Immediately after that, all the Tian Clan experts around him also sang along.
"The body of an ant, can An Neng fight?"
"No war, no war!"
"Fix my spear, sharpen my armor!"
"No war! No war!"
"Blood is not dry, death is not a truce!"
The monsters were not provoked. What they felt at the moment was fear. These people were obviously fragile like ants, but when they sang this battle song, everyone's faces showed a look of fearlessness and fearlessness. !
One person may not have much influence on the demon clan, but ten people, one hundred people, ten thousand people, one million people...
Even when the entire human race is working together, it is completely different. The human race they see now is completely different from the human race they knew before. Where is this group of ants? Warriors of warriors!
Because the last game was a victory that was won under a hard fight, and now this game is completely crushed.
They didn't even know what happened in the blood mist, but they found that Ye Tianze was not injured at all.
This kind of silence is completely different from before, because this victory is too weird.
"I didn't even feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, how did he kill this black wolf!" The human race present was full of doubts.
Similarly, this is also the question in the heart of the demon clan, but everything just now was covered up by the blood mist, and even a strong man like Suzaku couldn't see the scene inside.
After an unknown period of silence, the human race in the arena finally reacted.
At this moment, even Shui Yuewu couldn't help shouting, no matter how Ye Tianze won, but at least he won.
"Three games, one person won three games, hahaha, there is hope for the second battle of my human race, there is hope!"
There were tears in the eyes of many elderly people in the stands. Many of them were veterans who had served in the Suzaku Corps.
Their bodies were covered in scars, and even more so, they were crippled. It was the mark left by the war on them, but none of them regretted serving in the Suzaku Legion because they fought for the tribe.
In their hearts, there are a lot of regrets, maybe it is because they fought hard on the battlefield, but the ethnic group has to humiliate and worship the demon clan once in a hundred years, or maybe they once met a person who had never met, but promised to live together on the battlefield. The promise of death could not be fulfilled in the end.
But their biggest regret is that they were not able to win a victory of their own on the battlefield, and shouted that "big victory".
"Victory, this is our victory, hahahaha, the demon clan has lost three games in a row, three games in a row, hahaha..."
Many young people can't understand the tears in the eyes of these old people, but they have never seen these warriors cry.
Even if the body is disabled, they never feel inferior, they always proudly say that this is a scar left for the ethnic group, this is a glory!
The joy of victory slammed into their hearts, made the old people cry, and the young people's blood boiled.
The teenagers in the arena have become the worthy heroes in their hearts, and they have become god-like figures in their hearts!
Suddenly, someone sang loudly: "In the beginning of time, there was my race; ten thousand years of blood hatred, the sea is difficult to calm!"
As soon as they sang, the sound of "great victory" like a tsunami of mountains and tsunamis stopped.
The old people looked at each other in dismay, and then sang: "The sun rises in the east, and there is my Taiyi; one stroke and one stroke, and the family is established as a human being."
The young people didn't know what song this was, but this hearty voice caused the echo of countless old people in the stands.
"The demon is in power; bully me into the weak!"
"The body of an ant; can Anneng fight?"
"No war? No war!"
The singing suddenly stopped at this moment. The old people seemed to feel that at this moment, something was missing. Soon someone took out the wine. They passed it to each other and poured it into their throats, accompanied by a hot and hot throat.
There is wine at the moment, but only a little appetizer, but they don't feel sorry, because the best appetizer is this song, which is the victory in front of them.
They continued to sing: repair my armor, sharpen my spear!
Fight no! War or not?
Share the hatred with the child, share the same anxiety with the child.
Fight no! War or not?
Swipe your sword to smash the dust and cleanse Liuhe!
Fight no! Fight no!
The blood is not dry, and there is no truce!
Fight no! Fight no!
The blood is not dry, and there is no truce!
Fight no! Fight no!
God bless my emperor, God bless my family!
This battle song reverberated in the arena, no matter whether they had experienced the battlefield or not, whether it was young people or old people, they were all infected by this battle song, and their hearts were burning with passion.
Suzaku and the Palace Master of the Human Emperor stood up. They were all too familiar with this battle song, because it was a forbidden song. Since 50,000 years ago, after Buzhou Mountain, the human race had forbidden to sing it again.
Only the veterans of the four major legions can play this battle song. No matter how strict the ban is, it cannot cool the blood in their hearts.
The human race 50,000 years ago rose in the end, and in the battle, it changed its destiny and grew into the fifth largest ethnic group in the world.
This is their pride, and no one can destroy it, and in the eyes of young people, this battle song tells the history of the humiliation of the human race for 50,000 years.
Perhaps the only thing they don't understand is the sentence "The rising sun, there is my Taiyi!"
But at this moment, it doesn't matter. They followed the old people to sing it over and over again. After 50,000 years, this battle song is flying in the arena again and again in Zhoutian City!
"This is a forbidden song, this is a forbidden song, the emperor is forbidden to sing, please shut up quickly, otherwise, you will all be put on death row!" A discordant voice came.
Everyone looked and found that it was Mu Lihui of the Mu Yunzong. He stared at the old people singing the battle song with a stern look, wishing to seal their mouths.
However, the old people ignored him at all, they passed their wines to each other, they waited for this moment, for too long.
The young monks could not understand the unspeakable excitement in the hearts of the old people, but their blood was ignited at this moment, and the moment the blood was ignited, it could no longer be extinguished!
"Shut up, shut up for me!" Du Tianyue also shouted.
Because they saw that the face of the demon clan was very ugly, and the demon clan who had lost three straight games could no longer sit still.
Now millions of people sing this war song forbidden by the human race, the faces of the demon race can be imagined, they are very worried that these demon race will turn their faces and ignore people, and leave directly after being provoked!
But no one cared about the voices of Du Tianyue and Mu Lihui. People continued to sing and sang. At this moment, they poured all their energy into their throats.
"Palace Master, Palace Master, don't you care?" Mu Lihui looked at the Emperor's Palace Master.
The Hall Master of the Human Emperor ignored him, he seemed to recall something in the singing, and finally Mu Lihui found that even the disciples of Mu Yunzong were infected by the singing, and sang softly.
"Don't sing, don't sing!" Mu Lihui roared, looking more excited than the demon clan.
At this moment, someone responded to her. This person was Suzaku. She raised her hand and slapped it in the air.
"Snapped"
When Mu Lihui reacted, he was slapped firmly on the face, and was knocked to the ground, not knowing whether to live or die!
Du Tianyue, who was still blocking, saw this scene, looked at Suzaku, and immediately closed his mouth when he saw that Suzaku was about to fight.
Immediately after that, all the Tian Clan experts around him also sang along.
"The body of an ant, can An Neng fight?"
"No war, no war!"
"Fix my spear, sharpen my armor!"
"No war! No war!"
"Blood is not dry, death is not a truce!"
The monsters were not provoked. What they felt at the moment was fear. These people were obviously fragile like ants, but when they sang this battle song, everyone's faces showed a look of fearlessness and fearlessness. !
One person may not have much influence on the demon clan, but ten people, one hundred people, ten thousand people, one million people...
Even when the entire human race is working together, it is completely different. The human race they see now is completely different from the human race they knew before. Where is this group of ants? Warriors of warriors!
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