Chapter 232: The Cruel Emperor of the Holy British Empire! The Korean Country, Expert in Talking! Luo Ming's Petty Mind
Yanxia Country has entered the top ten!
Luo Ming alone has already killed his way through the entire Britain!
This is undoubtedly amazing!
The entire internet is now in an uproar, and those with British IP addresses don’t even dare to speak!
Afraid of being dissed to death by Yanxia!
It's so embarrassing that so many people can't beat one Yanxia person!
"Asshole! Asshole! Trash! All trash!"
The British royal city, the foggy city!
In the palace, the seventh generation of the British Holy Empire, wearing a crown and holding a scepter, was so angry that he kicked over his diamond-studded chair!
"Damn Yanxia people!"
“Ahhhhhh!”
He looked at the cold-faced boy on the screen and wished he could eat his flesh raw!
So embarrassing!
His son was beaten to death by Luo Ming!
A real dead dog!
"Your Majesty, Guilford is already handling His Highness Ed's funeral arrangements. His body should be brought back soon."
Below the stage, a minister spoke respectfully.
"Why bring it back? It's such a disgrace! It's a disgrace to the Empire!!"
“Feed it to the dogs!”
Emperor, Edesnod waved his hands angrily.
All the ministers in the audience were horrified.
As expected...he is known as the greatest tyrant in the history of the empire!
Too cruel!
This is my own son!
"Tell the Hand of God! I agree to join their alliance!"
"I will make Yan Xia pay the price! Especially this damn brat!"
"Luo Ming, right? I remember this name!"
His eyes were gloomy, but he was like a tiger staring at its prey!
"Your Majesty, I feel that our empire cannot join the Hand of God plan. This is really a bit..."
"What is it?"
"It goes against the dignity and...personality of a human being!"
"Personality and dignity?"
Edsnod smiled coldly.
"You have such personality and dignity?"
"Guards! Drag him away, chop him up and feed him to the dogs. Take his family with him. I want to see how many people in the empire have dignity and character."
As soon as these words were spoken, the minister was so frightened that he sat down on the ground.
Everyone was trembling, and no one dared to speak.
"Personality and dignity? Can you eat them? As long as I can become stronger, as long as I can survive, these things... are not worth a dime!"
The emperor sneered.
“History is written by the victors, and time is enough to wash away everything.”
"Hundreds of years from now, our descendants will no longer call themselves human."
"But... a monster! A monster at the top of the food chain, and humans... are just food!"
The ministers below were all terrified, but they didn't dare to disobey this tyrant in the slightest!
The next round of competition is the top ten competition.
The current seed teams are Yanxia, Sakura, Lighthouse, India, Gaul, and Bear. The only remaining six countries are these six.
and four other countries.
"Luo Ming, people from Korea are claiming online that you got the totem's power from Korea!"
"Besides, you have half Korean blood in your body, you should compete on behalf of Korea!"
During the intermission, Xia Qingcheng came over with her cell phone.
Luo Ming: “???”
"I remember there's a Korean country in the top ten competition, right?"
Luo Ming asked.
"right."
"Don't worry, these guys will behave themselves after a scare."
Luo Ming smiled slightly.
The second battle is about to begin.
As usual, we draw lots.
Luo Ming was the first to go up, and everyone was paying close attention to which country he would draw.
If the popularity of this 100-school competition is 90%, Luo Ming alone accounts for 95%.
Others owe 0.5%.
"If you ask me, Luo Ming's popularity is enough for him to start live streaming to sell goods! A lot of advertising companies want to sign him!"
"Luo Ming has the potential to become a huge internet celebrity! As long as he wants, earning a million dollars a year is not a dream!"
"I remember the minimum allowance for members of the Four Holy Teams was about 1.5 million a year."
"Luo Ming: Thank you."
"Reverse Tiangang!"
"What a dirty curse!"
"The Celestial Blazing Holy Order is also on good terms, even hanging out with Luoshen!"
"The Blazing Order: First of all, I didn't mess with any of you."
Luo Ming drew a stick.
"If you ask me, Luo Ming should come to our Korean team and fight for us Koreans!"
"That's right, he clearly has Korean blood!"
"The Yanxia people are so shameless! They stole the bloodline of our Korean nation!"
"Luo Ming has become so powerful because he has the blood of our Korean country!"
Internet users across South Korea are talking nonsense like crazy.
Luo Ming took out the stick and smiled slightly.
"There's no pressure in this round. South Korea is stable."
Suddenly...
All Korean netizens were silent.
"Have you voted?"
"How about... just vote this time?"
"My stomach hurts before the fight even starts."
"That's enough. Just for show. Hurry up and admit defeat."
The talented players of the Korean team were eager to compete when they heard that their opponent was Luo Ming.
"Captain, my stomach hurts a little."
"Um...Captain, my grandma is about to give birth to my dad. I'm going back to see if it's a boy or a girl!"
"team leader……"
There was silence, and the entire Korean country was collectively scared!
Its prime minister immediately issued an urgent communication, asking the entire South Korean team to admit defeat.
They don't want to be like Britain and be slapped in the face by Luo Ming in front of hundreds of countries.
"We give up!"
The captain of the Korean team raised his hand and said.
Luo Ming smiled slightly.
"Oops, I read it wrong. The country I drew wasn't Korea, it was India."
The entire Korean nation: "..."
You might be kidding us, but there's a sense of relief across the country!
"Seize the bamboo shoots! Luo Shen's move is too shady!"
"The Koreans were already scared, but then they made a mistake!"
"I suspect Luo Shen might have done it on purpose!"
"Please remove my doubts!"
In this round, South Korea was lucky enough not to meet Luo Ming.
But they came across a lighthouse.
Bao gave in.
The Mao Xiong Guo is facing off against the Gallic Chicken, and Lacia is going to fight with the savior saint!
India is facing off against Yanxia.
"Referee, we request... a change of venue."
Captain Asan, the ascetic monk with a human stick carried by someone, spoke.
"Why?"
The Immortal King raised his eyes and looked at him.
"Because... this arena is too small, not enough to unleash my full power."
Strangely enough, in the previous round of battle, he didn't transform at all, but defeated his opponent with just a few teammates.
So, no one knew what this guy's monster was.
"Okay, I agree. Then... let's move the battlefield to the ruins outside of Guilford."
"We will broadcast the entire process live and send two referees to follow."
The Immortal King agreed.
"Hahahaha! That's really great!"
"People of Yanxia! Give me unparalleled pain!"
"You must be the greatest gift God has given me!"
"I will carefully savor all the pain you give me and will not let you die so easily!"
The human stick monster looked at Luo Ming excitedly and madly, and laughed loudly.
He looked as if he was very happy.
(End of this chapter)
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