51: Chapter 52 Are you two long-lost grandfather and grandson?

No suspense, Hakin was eliminated, and Shen Mo reached the top!

The three-star Syndra's damage was indeed explosive, but compared to Ten Dimensions, it was a bit lacking. With a 1200-point team-wide shield, plus various bombs thrown directly at the back row, the two-cost card's durability was still a bit too fragile.

[ Gods Arena, Match 855 concluded! ]

[ Winner, Dragon Kingdom, Shen Mo! ]

[ Calculating scores! ]

[ 12th Place, Dragon Kingdom, National Destiny Points: 909! ]

[ Shen Mo's Personal Points: 50! ]

"Looks like there's no hope of breaking into the top ten today..." Shen Mo smiled bitterly to himself. Plans couldn't keep up with changes. One game had already exhausted him to the point of collapse, and all the economic calculations made him feel like his brain had been drained dry.

Forcing more matches might lead to a win, but the probability of losing was just as high!

"Brother, are you not playing anymore?"

Hakin was currently in the zone; the Heavy Armor Syndra lineup had already given him a taste of success.

How could he just give up like this?

Shen Mo waved his hand. "Not playing anymore. The outside world is probably in chaos right now. I need to head back to my hometown. If you keep playing, remember to use a Lineup Matching Card every game. Don't let others see what lineup you're using!"

"Then I won't play either..."

Hakin hesitated for a moment, then said, "Brother, I'll go with you. I forgot to tell you, Brother, I'm actually a little prince from the Oil Country. They wouldn't dare lay a hand on me..."

This kid.

Shen Mo's gaze softened slightly. Was he worried about Shen Mo being assassinated on the road?

Or was he worried about other countries making a move against him?

Neither of them were fools.

Although Hakin appeared innocent and silly, as a prince of the Oil Country, what kind of people did he interact with every day?

How could his mind be simple?

He was just willing to trust Shen Mo; that didn't mean he didn't know what he was doing.

And what about Shen Mo?

Although he was just a corporate slave in his past life, after transmigrating to this world, he actually had a sense of being a clear-eyed bystander. He was crystal clear about many of the current situations, he just couldn't be bothered to care.

Whether it was Huaxia or the Dragon Kingdom.

This was the sense of belonging in his blood. If all of this were a dream, Shen Mo had long since decided to live life to the fullest!

He pulled back his thoughts.

Shen Mo smiled at Hakin. "You go ahead and play."

After saying that.

He turned and walked to the contestant's seat, but his gaze was fixed on the live stream screen. At this moment, facing the camera and the audience worldwide, Shen Mo suddenly gave a mischievous smile. "Ahem... um, take a look at this!"

He shook the blood-red ring on his hand in front of the camera.

The audience from various countries were completely dumbfounded!

What did that mean?

Shen Mo suddenly thought of something and turned to look at the referee. "Um, it's not against the rules for me to say a few words, right?"

The indifferent-looking referee was silent.

A few seconds later.

He finally squeezed out two words: "It doesn't count."

Then I can rest easy!

Shen Mo felt relieved and spoke with a grin. "Countries that don't like me, listen up. I just love seeing the way you hate me, yet can't do anything to take me down... Eh, too bad~ Hahahaha!!"

"I know you want to blockade our Dragon Kingdom, but I'm standing here today to tell you very clearly: impossible! As long as I, Shen Mo, am here, the top ten is mine! Not even God can stop me!"

"I said so!"

Shen Mo was incredibly arrogant, his nostrils almost pointing to the sky.

This directly infuriated the foreign audience watching the live stream!

"Baka! This Shen Mo is too arrogant! Don't hold me back, I want to challenge Shen Mo to a duel!"

"Challenge him to a duel my foot, your Hoshimi Sakura has already been surrounded by his Heavy Armor, and you still want a duel?"

"Shen Mo is blaspheming; he is utilizing the power of the deities!"

The Western Countries were so angry their lungs were about to explode!

At the White House command center, Smith was so angry he threw his phone. "Shift! Damn Shen Mo! How dare he threaten our USA! We must... we must..."

Smith stammered with his "must" for a long time, his face turning red, but he couldn't come up with anything.

There was no way!

Shen Mo was currently someone being watched by the 'deities'. Didn't you see the title? Any country or individual that attacks Shen Mo will definitely face the wrath of the deities!

Smith didn't have the guts to challenge the authority of the deities!

He was panting like an ox, his eyes bloodshot. "Shift!! Is there really no one in our USA who can defeat Shen Mo! Are we just going to let this kid continue being so arrogant?! Ah!"

The Secretary-General hesitated for a moment and said, "Mr. President Smith, Chris is still doing the trial mission for the 'Genius Club'. Should we..."

Smith's eyes lit up. "Are you saying we should have Chris snipe that Shen Mo?"

The Secretary-General explained awkwardly, "...No, sir. Although Chris is also an outstanding genius of our USA, he's likely not a match for that Shen Mo. I meant... we should ask the monsters inside the 'Genius Club' to make a move!"

Smith was silent.

After a long while.

He frowned and said, "But the Gods Arena has rules. Those who have already advanced cannot participate in the Third District matches. Even if those unruly guys agreed, it wouldn't be of any use!"

The Secretary-General smiled.

He slowly leaned over and whispered in Smith's ear, "Mr. President, have you forgotten... this rule actually has one other condition, which is that the country has not ranked in the top ten..."

"The Gods Arena means that if this country's ranking hasn't entered the top ten, it doesn't have the qualification to proceed to the Gods Ladder trial, and we indeed cannot make a move... But what if the Dragon Kingdom enters the top ten?"

The Secretary-General's words were leading.

Smith began to ponder, "Once the Dragon Kingdom enters the top ten, according to the procedures of previous years, there will first be a challenge arena match before the trial to determine the order of the trials... and only then will they enter the temple to participate in the trials..."

"Exactly!"

The Secretary-General smiled sinisterly. "When that time comes, once Shen Mo enters the top ten and the Dragon Kingdom is officially celebrating, we can unite with several other countries and make him fall into the abyss!"

"Since the rise of the Dragon Kingdom can no longer be stopped, we might as well let them be smug for a little while."

"In the words of the Dragon Kingdom... the higher they stand, the harder they fall!"

Smith's eyes lit up completely, and he clapped his hands in laughter. "Good! Good! Hahaha! We'll do as you say!"

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The next day.

Beiyuan Secret Base!

Shen Mo was holding a tea mug, spat a mouthful of tea leaves into the mug, and said extremely unhappily, "What?! They still want to plot against me before the trial competition? This is against the natural order! Simply against the natural order!"

Old Man Li also spat a mouthful of tea leaves into his mug and echoed, "Right! Against the natural order! Little Shen is right!"

Zhang Zhiwei was helpless.

Staring at the two of them, one big and one small, in front of him, he had the feeling of looking at his ancestors...

No.

"Are you two long-lost grandfather and grandson?"

"Do you have to be so synchronized in your actions!"