bioinnovel Chapter 143 Mythical Arena, Round 3: China Loses!
Chapter 143 Mythical Arena, Round 3: China Loses!
"We absolutely have to win! If we win this round again, China will have won this Mythical Arena War!"
"I think you're overthinking it. The Chinese gods wanting to defeat the Greek gods? That's just wishful thinking!"
"Yes, it seems that Bai Suzhen has already used her full strength, but Poseidon, the Greek god of the sea, has not yet used his full strength."
"Alas, what a pity that there is no statue of Gonggong, the water god of China, in the summoning gate. Otherwise, it would be quite a sight to see the water god of China versus the sea god of Greece."
"So what if there really is a statue of the water god Gonggong? He still couldn't possibly defeat the Greek gods!"
The Chinese people watched the battle scene on the screen with great interest, while whispering among themselves in discussion.
For Poseidon, the god of the sea, Bai Suzhen's superb skill of flooding Jinshan Temple was not very powerful.
Once He gets through the initial surge, the subsequent giant waves will pose no threat whatsoever.
Just when everyone thought Bai Suzhen's chances of winning were slim, Bai Suzhen suddenly channeled all her spiritual power, and a huge water vortex condensed around herself.
He muttered incantations, and the whirlpool began to frantically absorb the surrounding seawater.
Poseidon, the god of the sea, noticed the anomaly, sneered, and waved his hand, breaking the vortex.
Poseidon sneered:
"Don't they know I'm the sea god? They actually thought they could attack me with water. How laughable!"
Bai Suzhen had blood at the corner of her mouth, her hand clutching her chest, her expression one of extreme pain. This was the backlash she suffered after Poseidon broke her supernatural powers.
His eyes were filled with resentment, yet he was powerless to do anything about it.
The flooding of Jinshan Temple was already His most powerful divine power, and if it couldn't even harm a hair on Poseidon's head, then this round was already a foregone conclusion.
Bai Suzhen, the White Snake Lady, looked at Su Fan with a face full of guilt and apology.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't help China achieve victory this time."
Su Fan looked at Bai Suzhen: "China has already won the first two rounds of the Mythical Arena. Losing one round is acceptable; China can afford to lose."
"Besides, this isn't your problem. The difference in your levels is too great; it's inherently unfair..."
Su Fan comforted Bai Suzhen.
Bai Suzhen, however, looked at Poseidon, her tone filled with resentment and determination:
"Next time we meet, I will surely cut you down!"
Poseidon burst into laughter upon hearing this: "You? I'll be waiting!"
Bai Suzhen's divine figure slowly disappeared from the mythical arena.
At the same time, the announcement from the Myth Arena's mechanical system sounded.
[The Greek team wins the third round of the Mythical Arena!]
This voice was like a cold, sharp sword, piercing the heart of every Chinese person.
Even though they won two games and only lost one, they still felt extremely anxious.
"No way? If China only needs to win one game, they'll win. But in this crucial game, China's luck ran out. What's the point of winning the previous two games?"
"Yeah, it's this last round! Let's have a bit more luck and let China win!"
Every Chinese person felt a deep sense of despair, believing that China's luck had run out and that Chinese gods of equal rank could not defeat Greek gods.
But what they didn't know was that Greece was actually luckier.
In the next game, their luck won't be so good.
Su Fan refused to believe that the Summoning Gate could summon three more Chinese deities of the same caliber as Liu Xian and Hu Xian.
Finally, Zhan Xing won a game against China, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
The pressure on him was immense. After all, if he lost this game, Greece would lose, and he would face certain death.
Fortunately, the gods of China were no match for the gods of Greece.
Zhan Xing looked at Su Fan with a smug expression.
"Hahaha... Su Fan, your luck's run out, isn't it? There are still two rounds left, you won't win a single one!"
Upon hearing this, Su Fan looked up but didn't speak; instead, he moved his lips slightly.
Zhan Xing understood; it was an insult.
He flew into a rage and pointed at Su Fan.
"Alright, alright! Very well, let's see if you can still be so arrogant in the next round!"
After saying that, Zhan Xing angrily walked into the summoning gate behind him.
Su Fan looked at him coldly, then turned and walked into the summoning gate.
As he walked in, he felt a little uneasy.
Please, please give me a powerful god!
Otherwise, we'll be doomed in the next round!
He walked in, looked around nervously, and then a huge weight was lifted from his heart.
Fortunately, although it is not a very powerful Chinese deity, not reaching the level of the water god Gonggong, it is still more powerful than deities like Liu Xian.
Now it depends on the gods summoned by the Greeks.
If they were gods of the same caliber as Poseidon, the sea god, then they would have a chance to win.
With this thought in mind, Su Fan felt more confident and looked at the three statues of gods in front of him.
These three statues of deities are the Thunder God, the Lightning Goddess, and the Wind God.
The statue of Lei Gong is depicted as having a robust physique and bulging muscles.
In His hands were a pair of enormous bronze hammers, each weighing a thousand pounds, and covered with mysterious runes.
The copper hammer emitted a deafening thunderous roar, causing the entire world to tremble.
The statue of the Thunder God also emanates powerful thunderous energy, which forms a dazzling layer of electric light around the statue, making it impossible to look directly at it.
The Goddess of Lightning, with her graceful figure, held two precious mirrors in her hands, which flashed with terrifying lightning.
Those two precious mirrors are divine artifacts of the Goddess of Lightning, called the Lightning Divine Mirrors. One is yin and the other is yang, corresponding to heaven and earth. The mirror surfaces are neither copper nor jade, but are made by collecting the essence of the aurora borealis and the sun and moon.
A precious mirror, named "Zhao Che," can instantly penetrate clouds, mountains, and even the disguises of demons, allowing lightning to lock onto its target.
The other mirror is the "manifestation" mirror; wherever its light passes, it can reveal the true form of invisible demons.
The statue of the Goddess of Lightning was also surrounded by a faint layer of electric light, making her look like a celestial being descended to earth.
The statue of the Wind God is that of a handsome man, with his robes flowing and the wind moving freely around him.
He held a feather fan in his hand, which was his divine weapon. With a gentle wave, it could stir up a gust of wind.
The gale is not only extremely fast, but also incredibly powerful, easily blowing enemies off balance.
An invisible wind force permeated the statue of the Wind God, making him appear like a spirit in the wind.
These three deities are all S-rank gods, which means they are quite powerful Chinese gods.
As long as Zhanxing doesn't awaken an exceptionally powerful deity, they are all comparable.
Su Fan took a deep breath, looked at the three Chinese deities, hesitated for a moment, and then decided to awaken Feng Bo.
If only this mythical arena had a battle between two gods, then he would awaken the Thunder God and the Lightning Goddess.
The combined effect of the Thunder God and Lightning Goddess is far more than just one plus one equals two; it is far greater than two.
Unfortunately, this is a battle between two gods, so he can only choose to awaken the Wind God.