I Am Really Not The Great Demon King

"So the slave family thought, if that's the case, why should everyone fight and kill, making blood and blood fly, brains splattered, so terrible?"

Zhang Heng finally understood what the other party was saying, he pondered for a moment, and then replied: "What you mean is that in this round, we are not going to decide life or death, but only decide the victory or defeat. What do you want to compare?"

After listening to Zhang Heng's words, Mrs. Wei did not expect that the other party had no objection, so she agreed so easily.

I couldn't help but startled, and then he said with some joy: "I..."

However, the Weifu spoke the word "I" and was suddenly interrupted by Zhang Heng's next words: "Ah, yes, we have to discuss and decide on the specific comparison. Otherwise, if you compare with me, sew Clothes, embroidery, giving birth to a child, I can only bow down to the wind."

Hearing Zhang Heng's words, Madam Wei's face couldn't help being speechless.

What kind of fun is this? Still sewing clothes and embroidering?

This kind of thing is all left to the subordinates to do. With her status, where do these miscellaneous trivial matters need to be done?

As for giving birth, what the **** is this?

Who wants to have a baby with you?

You guy thinks too much, right?

Is it that young people nowadays have such weird ideas?

Mrs. Wei felt that she might be mad if she continued to talk to Zhang Heng, but she had to hold back, with a stiff smile on her face, and then she was ready to answer.

Unexpectedly, she was interrupted by Mrs. Wei again before she spoke, "Are you laughing just now? In fact, if you can't laugh, or don't want to laugh, you don't have to laugh."

"After all, if a person does not want to laugh, but has to force himself to laugh, it is actually no different from the twitching of the muscles on his face. It looks strange and scary."

"Well, I'm not targeting you, I mean everyone is like this."

Mrs. Wei: "..."

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and slowly exhaled the anger from his stomach, then changed a cold and frosty face, looked at Zhang Heng on the opposite side, and spoke coldly. Said: "Embroidering and sewing clothes are all things done by inexperienced people. If we compare fights, we naturally compare things related to our combat power."

Mrs. Wei deliberately didn't mention having children. She felt that there was no need to talk about this unreliable topic. Similarly, he felt that Zhang Heng's mention of it before was just a humorous act by a young man.

However, upon hearing Mrs. Wei's words, Zhang Heng on one side suddenly raised his cheeks, looked up at the sky, and fell into contemplation: "According to the investigation, whether it is a warrior or a brave, the higher the level of people, their descendants The bloodline and talent are more outstanding, and correspondingly, the combat power is far surpassing the descendants of ordinary people...In other words, the matter of having a child is actually closely related to the level of combat power."

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng's eyes flashed, and suddenly he looked at Mrs. Wei in front of him with a serious face, and said with a vigilant face: "You don't really want to have a baby, do you?"

In the North Sea Escort, the escorts looked at the group of Zhang Heng's trial team with puzzled faces.

The meaning is obvious. Do you teenagers seem to have a strange brain circuit? Are you sure that he has not been caught by the door or something more deadly?

And the young girls who were onlookers did not expect that, suddenly, the change came so suddenly, accidentally, a few of them originally just wanted to be a quiet and quiet crowd eating melons, and suddenly they were also watched. Object.

Thinking of Zhang Heng's embarrassing appearance, everyone couldn't help but bowed their heads in shame. They counted the black ants that had been crawling around under their feet, and the gaze cast by everyone was just as ignorant.

As for Zhang Heng in the open space, he was still waiting for Mrs. Wei on the opposite side with a nervous expression. He could give him a clear answer. Zhang Heng was undecided by the strange glances from everyone around him, or he pretended Not aware of it.

Everyone felt that Zhang Heng must have been caught in his forehead to hold on to such a strange question, but Mrs. Wei, who was opposite Zhang Heng, looked a little dignified.

Because of this incident, on the surface, everyone would think that Zhang Heng was a stubborn, unrealistic, whimsical guy.

However, Mrs. Wei interprets some other meanings from Zhang Heng's seemingly absurd and whimsical words.

Zhang Heng struggled with the issue of giving birth not because he thought too much.

Zhang Heng's entanglement in this matter is precisely because Zhang Heng is cautious and good at covering up his performance.

Because Zhang Heng himself has a very deep understanding of himself, and he also has a deep understanding of other players in the Beihai Escort.

Zhang Heng deeply understands that if he himself fails, then, relying on the strength of other people, waiting for everyone in the North Sea Escort will only result in a defeat.

Even Xia Yu can at best deal with the two remaining people of the other party, but can't sweep everyone.

Knowing his own importance, Zhang Heng naturally couldn't be negligent in this matchup.

It's like treating the option of "giving birth".

Others only feel that Zhang Heng is struggling with meaningless things, but the matter of "giving a child" is indeed inseparable from a person's combat power, even the quality of talent.

In this case, in theory, it is possible for Mrs. Wei to say something about this matter, and Zhang Heng could not refuse it.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Wei couldn't help but looked at the young Zhang Heng in a deep and solemn expression. The importance she attached to him in her heart instantly rose to a higher level.

Originally, she really wanted to do some tricks in the rule-making, while benefiting herself.

But now, she understood that the young man in front of her might not give him this opportunity.

He now wants to win this duel, I am afraid he can only rely on her own true ability.

"I promise not to consider'giving a child' as one of the duel options." Madam Wei faced the surprised and surprised gazes of everyone around her, and solemnly faced Zhang Heng, speaking in a serious manner, regardless of the surrounding projection The one who came over was confused and looked weird like seeing a mental illness.

After hearing Madam Wei's personal assurance, Zhang Heng seemed to let go of a very important thing that had been worrying for a long time, and a breath of expression appeared on his face for an instant.

Then, Zhang Heng continued: "You said that we are not fighting for life or death in this duel. That is to say, we don't want to fight by force this time, but for literary fight?"

"How is Wen Dou going to compare?"

When Madam Wei heard Zhang Heng’s words, the tight look on her face finally eased: “Wen Dou, naturally, we want one party to show our own secret techniques and let the other party do the same. If the other party can do it, then It's a tie."

"In the next round, another person will perform a secret technique for the other person to do the same. If the opponent can't do it, take this round, even if the opponent loses."

Hearing this, Zhang Heng nodded slightly, then frowned, and continued to ask: "In this way, the winner of each round can be determined, so how do we determine the outcome of this duel? ?"

In response to Zhang Heng’s question, Mrs. Wei was prepared to answer immediately: "We can set the number of matches to be an odd number, such as three rounds, five rounds, or seven rounds, or even more rounds. When that happens, who The number of wins is more, it is said that the winner of this game."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Heng listened to Mrs. Wei's words and immediately shook his head and said: "This is not appropriate, because if you do this, there is still a possibility of a tie."

After hearing what Zhang Heng said, Mrs. Wei immediately continued without hesitation and said: "Then it is stipulated that if there is a tie in the end, one more match will be added afterwards. One round will determine the winner."

"In order to show fairness, we can draw lots to decide who will show the secret technique of the last round."

But after listening to Mrs. Wei's words, Zhang Heng still shook his head more than just: "Mrs. Wei said that if there is a tie in the end, there will be a lottery in the additional round to determine who will demonstrate the secret technique."

"Obviously, Mrs. Wei is also aware that this decision-making is unfair. Because those who take the initiative to use the secret technique must have a greater probability of winning this round, right?"

"In this way, in this duel, to the end, it is not who has the strongest fighting power. Fan'er has become a fight for who has better luck."

"In this way, won't we lose our original intention for this game?"

When Mrs. Wei heard Zhang Heng's words, she couldn't help being taken aback, then she frowned slightly, and said, "Then if you specify the rules, how do you make them?"

Zhang Heng listened to Mrs. Wei's words, smiled slightly, and said with a constant expression on his face: "It's very simple, even though we are a literary fight, we still have to judge victory or defeat based on our combat power."

"If this is the case, we might as well set the rules like this."

"There is no limit to the number of duels between the two sides. As long as someone loses two consecutive duels, that is, if they fail to perform the secret technique of the other side twice, then even this person loses this duel."

"Otherwise, the duel will continue."

The significance of this rule is that the secret technique performed by only one person has not been cracked twice in a row, and during the period, this person has to successfully crack the other party's secret technique once, and this person can be regarded as a complete win in this duel.

It's not difficult to use the secret technique by yourself so that others can't crack it.

After all, no one is omnipotent, and everyone is so long in their practice that they will always cultivate their own unique secret techniques.

However, it is not a simple matter if you want to crack the secret technique performed by others, and in a hurry, have to reach the power level of others.

If the strength of the two is not too far apart, this kind of duel is likely to be due to the fact that neither of them can make each other's secret skills, and will have to fight one after another.

Zhang Heng's daring to propose such a rule just shows his absolute confidence in his own strength.