Chapter 3168: Very insulting

Feng Jun frankly expressed his concerns to Bengya.
Those space bubbles that have not yet been engaged in battle are mostly prey of the cultivators, and it is not convenient for us to start.
Has it been regarded as prey? Beng Ya had already made up his mind to kneel, but when he heard these words, he couldn't help but feel deep sorrow.
But then I think about it again, the world's things are probably like this, if you want to bet, you will lose.
If Asura did not come into contact with the Human Race this time, but the human race was regarded as the prey, they would not be soft.
It adjusted its mood, and then said, "You are all powerful, those minor cultivators... dare not to be convinced?"
How about cultural differences exist objectively? Asura's world is the rule of the jungle where the strong respects the strong.
The Lyra plane is... well, Lyra is almost the strongest, but it still has to talk about things.
Feng Jun sternly replied, "We are different from you. For those minor repairs, the strong should have the dignity of the strong."
When he said this, he didn't even expect the other party to understand it—whether you understand it or not, just know that there is such a thing.
However, Bengya can really understand that the Asuras also know the civilization of the human race quite well, but they just don't agree with it very much.
So it frowned and asked, "Then this question... how to deal with it?"
"If you deal with it..." Feng Jun said in a deep thought, "We can only accept a portion of the space you contributed."
"Accept part of it?" Bengya was dumbfounded when he heard the words. I was about to hand it all over. You actually only accepted a part?
They all decided to surrender, but they still can’t surrender all of them... Such a reality is not only shameful, but also sad!
It was not a quick-witted person. After thinking for a long time, he took a deep breath and spoke slowly.
"I don't particularly understand your care for minor repairs, but I can accept it."
"But they will have casualties when they fight with our race. This...have you considered it?"
Asura actually considers casualties for the human cultivators? When Feng Jun heard this, he also felt unspeakable weird.
But soon, he threw this strange wisp behind his head, spread his hands, and said with a smile.
"We take care of minor repairers, but no towering trees can grow in the greenhouse... well, you may not understand this statement."
"Let's put it this way, their growth requires battle, including casualties. Without these experiences, they are not good cultivators."
"This...it's a bit contradictory," Bengya frowned, but in fact, it understood this statement very well.
It thought for a while and put forward a new suggestion, "Then can you draw a restricted area and let them kill other Asuras?"
Even in different worlds, there are similar principles, and it actually thought of going with the human race.
"No," Feng Jun replied sternly, "We have already crossed the forbidden zone, we have to believe in minor repairs, and we can't continue."
Beng Ya tried to persuade the other party, "Since it has been done once, it doesn't matter if I do it again? I'm really sincere."
Feng Jun looked at it indifferently, and said helplessly, "That's how it is said, but what if there is a third King Shura who surrenders?"
"The third one?" Bengya was suddenly stunned, not because of the quantifier "only", but because of the other party's assumption that made it feel very hurt.
"Well," Feng Jun nodded, "maybe there are more than three, four or five are also possible, after all, they can survive..."
Then he spread his hands innocently, "So, don't I have to draw the third or fourth restricted zone? I can't do that!"
It didn't hurt much, but it was extremely insulting, and even when he broke his teeth, he felt that he couldn't bear it.
They are famous assuras who are militant and daring to fight, and they themselves are super powerful and fearless of life and death!
Why... how could you insult me ​​so much?
However, after it settles down, it has to admit that what the other party says will most likely become a fact.
Asura is unafraid of life and death, but it is impossible to insist on seeking death-it is impossible from a biological point of view.
The ethnic group that does not know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages will definitely not last long.
And Asura who knows the details knows that the human race in front of him is really unbeatable!
Even the famous, powerful and arrogant hooks were the first to give in. The other Shura kings... can they really survive to the end?
The collapse of the tooth was still in shock, but Feng Jun said very simply.
"Okay, you don't have to think about it, I'm talking about decision, you just accept it...whether you understand it or not!"
This is a very insulting remark, but Bengya can't care about it at all.
It begged bitterly, "Then, please set aside a few more spaces for clubbing, my tribe is far less powerful than the hook tribe."
Feng Jun actually didn't want to designate the space bubble to be removed, his idea was to act according to the situation.
As long as there is a space bubble that other Terran cultivators are paying attention to, he will not care about it.
Anyway, there are many Asuras in this world. He doesn't worry about finding those who slip through the net, so why bother to grab opportunities from others?
So instead, he asked in surprise, "Are you sure you let your tribe's evacuation space bubble, and there will be no opponents?"
"I've thought about this question," Bengya replied sternly, "the hook was not killed completely enough, and the job was too rough."
It didn't elaborate, but Feng Jun didn't have the interest to ask in detail—what did the killing within Asura matter to him?
He just said faintly, "You can decide for yourself, the later the news is leaked, the more space we can charge."
But Beng Ya could only ask pitifully, "Can't you draw a fixed amount of space bubble?"
"No," Feng Jun replied bluntly, "the later you surrender, the worse your treatment will be. You should be content."
Hearing this, Bengya could only leave a distribution map of his tribe, and left in grief.
It really figured it out, and it must not offend this group of human powers. Since it can't beg, it can only leave honestly.
It left, and Qing Yao went to Feng Jun instead, "Are you really worried that the tribe of Bengya will spread the news?"
"Of course," Feng Jun replied without hesitation. "If the news comes from the tribe with only the hook, other asuras may not think it is true, but with the tribe with broken teeth...then the rumor is basically true."
"So what about rumors?" Qing Yao smiled disapprovingly. Human Race is capable of doing things, but is afraid that people will not know it?
Seriously, she had other guesses, "With your words, Bengya's cleanup of the tribe must be much crueler than a hook."
"That's normal too?" Feng Jun replied indifferently, "A dead Asura is a good Asura, isn't it?"
The reason why he said that was really to encourage Ashura to fight against each other within, but...it’s not a big deal, right?
"Sure enough!" Qing Yao gave a thumbs up.
For her, Ashura's deaths and injuries were nothing. What she valued was Feng Jun's ability to plan in this respect.
"A mere word can cause a storm inside the Ashura. This is not a strategy that ordinary cultivators can have."
"It's not a big deal," Feng Jun replied lightly, "It's a blessing."
After all, he was born on the earth, in the era of information explosion, he has heard too much about all kinds of tricks to kill people without seeing blood.
Qing Yao blinked her eyes, "I'm really curious, how did your master find you such an enchanting?"
Although she has been regarded as an evildoer, in her eyes, Feng Jun is the real evildoer.
The advancement of the cultivation base is so fast that it is unbelievable, and there are still many miracles that others don't have, and now... it is necessary to add strategy.
Feng Jun is very modest, "That is the credit of my teacher, it has nothing to do with me... it doesn't make much difference if you change one person."
Speaking of this, he said with regret, "I hope that Bengya will kill the ring... it may not be able to do so."
What he didn't expect was that not only did he wish, the effect was beyond his imagination.
After Bengya left, he did not go back directly, but found the hook again.
It has to show its own wisdom first, so it emphasized to the king of hooks that it was said over there, "fairly sensible"!
Then it made a request. Hook, you have to rectify the tribe, and don't let the wind go out casually.
After all, Human Race has said that the later you surrender, the worse the treatment will be.
The King Shura who surrendered later received poor treatment, and it had nothing to do with them. UU Reading www.uukanshu. com But the later they surrender, the more space we can contribute, isn’t it?
In other words, by keeping the wind under control, our tribe will be able to reserve more numbers, so this matter must be taken seriously.
As for the fact that in order to achieve this goal, it is necessary to kill a large number of unrestrained Asuras, that is a trivial matter.
Many Asuras who are dead now, but can keep more Asuras, this business is still worthwhile.
Hook is not very good at calculations of this kind of fly camping dog gou-don't think it is the first Shura king to surrender to the human race, but that is the general trend, unless it wants to sit and watch its own tribe perish, otherwise it must make this choice.
So it asked for some details and cause and effect, and finally made a judgment, "It turns out I really killed less!"
The two Shura kings are discussing how to block the news. Although there are Asuras who are waiting next to them, they are absolute confidantes. Don't worry about the news being spread out-if the news is really leaked, they will all die.
But neither of them noticed that a female Asura with silver horns had a hint of resentment in her eyes from time to time.
She is the daughter of the King of Hooks, who was almost sent to the Terran Cultivator by the Hook a while ago.
The relationship between her and her younger brother is very ordinary. If the younger brother does not die, they will compete for the throne of Shura handed down from the father.
And her tolerance is actually higher than that of her younger brother.
In most worlds, females are more tolerant than males because of the need to give birth.
But what the two kings discussed really made her intolerable.
It has nothing to do with her brother's death, she just feels that this kind of surrendering atmosphere within Ashura really cannot last.
To put it in terms of thinking on the earth: I will not speak out for others today, and no one will speak out for me when I look back!