As for whether Lin Li and Chen Yiming believed what Jiang Debing said later, only God knew, but seeing how they both evaded Jiang Debing, even if they believed it, there would be a shadow in their hearts.

The American player on the other side, after seeing the Centaur finally appear, had a backbone, and hurried over and said the emperor's meaning to the Centaur.

"My Centaur is the angel of God and the most powerful sharp knife of God. God's glory will definitely belong to us. Don't worry, the power of the holy light will make everyone convinced by God's glory." Although he was full of faith and toughness, the Centaur's slightly frown brow betrayed his true thoughts.

"Players from the Celestial Empire have basically started to practice internal skills, but Americans have just entered the space for a few days, and now there are not many players who have exchanged for all the Qi-raising and Yuan cultivation skills. This is a quality gap."

"In terms of number, we only have more than one hundred players. Although they are all from special forces and have fought in the real battlefield, the number is still too small compared to the more than 60,000 people in the Celestial Empire, and they are at a disadvantage."

"And, the players of the Celestial Empire have experienced countless battles in the battlefield of virtual space. Even compared with our special forces, they are not inferior. If you want to be the strongest, other American players have basically no chance except me!" Centaur kept thinking in his heart. The more he thought, the more worried the players of his country wanted to perform well in the mission.

Moreover, the players of the Celestial Empire walked past the gathering places of American players from time to time, and showed their muscles and force like bodybuilders, which cast a huge shadow on the hearts of American players.

Just as Centaurs wanted to say something and comfort American players, the mission began!

On the side of the duel arena, the white light cover that enveloped the entire duel disappears instantly. All the players of the Celestial Empire set foot on the duel that had expanded by more than ten times as soon as possible.

American players hesitate because the players of the Celestial Empire were staring at them with great clarity. They knew very well that when they stepped onto the duel arena, they might be attacked countless times.

After seeing the reaction of players in their country, Centaur frowned and walked towards the duel arena, and spoke as he walked, "We are American people. We yearn for freedom. We have faith in our hearts. We can die on the battlefield, but we are definitely not cowards who surrender without fighting. Warriors, do you still have the courage in your heart?"

"Although the enemy is powerful, we are not weak either!" The voice of the centaur was filled with crazy appeal. After hearing the words of the centaur, those hesitant players rushed to the centaur quickly with shame on their faces, with aroused fighting spirit.

"The power of the Holy Light has this ability to bewitch people's hearts. It's good, really good. In a few days, you can dig out another way to use the power of the Holy Light. The comprehension of the Centaur is good!" Wang Gang, standing in the crowd, admired the center. Although the power of the Holy Light is a ray of light generated in his hell, Wang Gang's understanding of the nature of the power of the Holy Light is not even as good as that of the Centaur.

There are too many things that Wang Gang needs to pay attention to, analyze the divine talisman, refine the life marks passed from the wolf to the world, pay attention to the next mental power world dynamics to be guided, and beware of the creatures in the world behind the space cracks, appearing on the earth.

All of this almost exhausted Wang Gang's energy. Although the power of the Holy Light is very powerful, Wang Gang did not have the time and experience to dig out all the use of the power of the Holy Light.

However, seeing the centaur's use of the power of the holy light, Wang Gang was relieved, "In the future, the use of power can be left to the players to do it themselves. Only in this way can the power you slowly understand and master slowly be able to exert the maximum power in the hands of the players. Moreover, if I do everything and just let the players learn, then stimulating the player's creativity will become empty words."

Although these words were like Wang Gang's words of shirking responsibility, they were the most real thoughts in Wang Gang's mind at this time. Human creativity is almost endless.

Einstein discovered the mass-energy equation, and then there was an atomic bomb, artificial elements, and fission power plants, and fusion nuclear power plants were also under development.

Moreover, the application of mass-energy equations will never stop there, it is just the beginning.

As long as humans are given a basic correct concept, they can develop countless products on this concept and apply them to different places.

Even if Wang Gang does it himself, he will definitely not have such ability. One person is short-sighted and two people have the best. Wang Gang is a god, but his creativity is no different from that of ordinary people.

"Only hundreds of flowers bloom and thousands of families compete to compete can we select the strongest individuals and the best way to practice the most powerful exercises in the battle of the general trend. Only in this way can I have greater confidence when facing the opposite world." Wang Gang said noddedly.

Most of the players around him are far away from him. After a period of packaging, his identity in the space has been recognized as a madman who has been crazy about practicing martial arts.

Even the fat man didn't go up to ask when he saw Wang Gang at this time, but instead touched Wang Gang's back. Looking at his flashing little eyes, he must have no good intentions, but the fear flashing in his eyes could not be concealed.

There was no way, after several harassment by the fat man, Wang Gang, who was annoyed, took action without any mercy. The fat man who died a few times in Wang Gang was naturally extremely afraid of Wang Gang.

"Release the gun and get ready!" The emperor's voice was like the sound of waves stirring from a river of blood, with murderous intent leaping. He raised his hands and roared as the moment the centaur entered the duel arena, "Shoot!"

There was no expression on the face of the centaur. A faint white light appeared behind him. In the white light, the centaur's body became a phantom and disappeared.

His thoughts were actually very simple. Anyway, he no longer had the chance to become the strongest person, so as an old opponent, the emperor could not have this qualification.

He had only one goal to enter the duel arena: kill the emperor!

Only when the emperor dies can he escape the emperor's open conspiracy and the qualification to fight the strongest.

"Come on, let you see what killing is, what blood is, Centaur, you birdman, I have tolerated you for a long time!" The emperor's eyes had turned into blood red, and a faint white shadow appeared in the emperor's eyes.

Under the guidance of Wang Gang's dream priesthood, the emperor's blood-colored true energy suddenly rushed out of the emperor's body, turning into demon dragons with crazy murderous intent, and shot away at the centaur's rapid advance body!

After one blow, the emperor's rosy face turned pale as paper. One blow consumed all the emperor's true energy.

Test, there is no need for this. If the strongest blow cannot work, then the emperor will only have one fate, which is death!

But suddenly...
Chapter completed!