299: Chapter 299 Holy crap, this is bad! He's holding back a killer move!

"Surrender?"

High in the air, Freya's stunningly beautiful face twitched violently.

The microphone in her hand nearly cracked under her grip, and she roared in exasperation:

"Surrender my ass! I haven't even shouted 'start' yet, damn it!!!"

On the other side of the arena.

God of War Tyr stood with his hands resting on his greatsword, looking down at Leader Te Li Pu from his towering height.

A glint of wise, cold light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled into a sneer that seemed to see through everything.

"Hmph! Despicable human!"

"Put away your clumsy disguise!"

"Your cheap tricks were seen through by this god long ago!"

God of War Tyr's gaze was burning, and his voice echoed over the arena like a booming bell:

"Trying to feign weakness with a surrender to lure this god into close combat?"

"Want to replicate that suicide-bombing trick from the last match?"

"Naive! Simply too naive!"

"S-suicide bombing?!"

Hearing this, Leader Te Li Pu's wrinkled old face turned green instantly.

His features twisted in grievance, scrunching up into a look of utter despair.

He spread his hands in helpless agony and wailed with a sobbing tone:

"No! Big brother! You've misunderstood!!!"

"I didn't even bring a hand grenade, what would I use to blow myself up?!"

"Even if I could explode, with this old set of bones... would it even make a sound for you to hear?!"

"I'm genuinely surrendering! I'm surrendering with all my heart!!!"

However, amidst Leader Te Li Pu's desperate expression, Freya in the air took a deep breath, completely ignoring his wails, and swung her arm down violently:

"The second match! Battle—start!!!"

Boom!

At this moment, the atmosphere was stretched to the limit.

On the Red Wolf Guild's viewing stand, Lin Zihao, Zhao Meng, and the others all stretched their necks.

In their eyes, this frail old man would definitely be ground into a bloody mist by God of War Tyr's sword aura within a second.

However, an absurd scene unfolded...

One second. Two seconds. Three seconds passed.

The two people in the arena hadn't moved at all!

God of War Tyr watched Leader Te Li Pu coldly, as if facing a formidable enemy.

And Leader Te Li Pu... his thin, bony legs were shaking back and forth like a pendulum.

The wrinkles on his face were scrunched together due to extreme terror.

Immediately after, "Drip... drip..."

A pale yellow liquid, emitting a pungent, fishy stench, dripped down his pant leg onto the floor of the arena. It quickly pooled into a puddle.

He pissed himself!

Leader Te Li Pu, this once high-and-mighty big shot... actually pissed himself in front of all the players in the server and the gods in the sky!?

At this, everyone in the Red Wolf Guild couldn't hold back anymore. After a brief silence, a thunderous roar erupted!

This scene was broadcast to every corner of the world via the Sky Screen. The world channel outside the Sky Screen completely exploded!

Players from hundreds of regions across the server all burst into laughter.

"Holy crap! Hahaha! Is that piss?!"

"Is this the supreme leader of the Beautiful Country?! Pissing his pants in front of a god?!"

"Fuck! Our Beautiful Country's face has been completely disgraced by this old loser!!!"

"Hahaha, brothers of the Beautiful Country, your dignity, your pride, is currently steaming!"

"Dragon Country sends their congratulations!"

"Polar Bear Country sends their congratulations! Tsk tsk, this composition, it's definitely a top-ten photo of the year!"

In the Beautiful Country region's chat channel, there was nothing but wailing and furious cursing. Millions of Beautiful Country players wished they could crawl into a hole in the ground; they had lost so much face it was about to break through the atmosphere!

Meanwhile, in the center of the arena, looking at the terrified and piss-soaked Leader Te Li Pu, and watching the humans on the viewing stand laughing wildly, God of War Tyr didn't relax his vigilance; instead, his pupils shrank violently.

Something is wrong! Everything is wrong! This Red Wolf Guild is definitely not simple!

Including Thor, they have already killed four gods! And with a heaven-defying record of zero deaths!

How could such a cunning and cruel guild send a loser who pisses his pants the moment he comes up to die?! How could it be this simple?!

"Intelligence says the Red Wolf Guild is always united!"

"Such a guild would never watch a teammate die in vain!"

"Those humans on the viewing stand are deliberately trying to confuse my judgment!"

"Calm down... God of War Tyr, you must calm down!"

God of War Tyr stared fixedly at Leader Te Li Pu.

"This old man... his whole body is nothing but openings!"

"But why does this god feel so dangerous looking at him?!"

"Winning without a move?!"

"Could it be that this urine hides some kind of volatile, deadly poison?!"

"Or is it that he has already set up a killing formation in the surroundings?!"

A drop of cold sweat slowly slid down God of War Tyr's forehead.

And Leader Te Li Pu, standing opposite him, had a completely blank mind at this moment.

He wailed crazily in his heart: "Y-you, don't come over here!!!"

"I'm a politician! I'm a capitalist! I'm not good at fighting!!!"

Under the terrifying pressure of God of War Tyr, Leader Te Li Pu's psychological defense completely collapsed.

"Thump!"

Leader Te Li Pu's legs went soft, and he actually knelt straight down, solid and firm, toward God of War Tyr! His knees slammed onto the ground, emitting a crisp sound.

And this sudden scene made God of War Tyr, whose nerves were stretched to the limit, have his hair stand on end instantly!

"Holy crap—oh no!!!"

God of War Tyr let out a terrified roar.

"He's charging up his ultimate!!"

"Boom!"

God of War Tyr held his greatsword with both hands and performed a clumsy tactical backflip, flying backward like a cannonball. He jumped a full thousand meters away!

Only after his back hit the arena's energy barrier and he confirmed he had put a safe distance between them did God of War Tyr raise his head, panting. He stared blankly at the old man, who was kneeling in a puddle of urine and shivering, a thousand meters away.

"????"

Countless huge question marks appeared in God of War Tyr's eyes.

"Pfft... Hahahaha!!!"

"Oh, I can't take it, fuck hahahaha!"

On the viewing stand, in the Red Wolf Guild's preparation area, everyone was completely rolling with laughter.

Zhao Meng laughed so hard he rolled off his chair, clutching his stomach and pounding the floor frantically.

Lin Zihao had tears streaming down his face, pointing at God of War Tyr, who was acting like a frightened bird in the arena, laughing and slapping his thigh wildly.

Even the always icy-cold Xia Li couldn't help but turn her head away. The corners of her mouth curled up wildly, and her shoulders trembled violently.

Lu Yuan leaned back in his chair, rubbing his stomach as he laughed.

"This God of War Tyr... is he a comedian?"

"You're a god of war, for heaven's sake!"

"One of the three heroes of the North! Scared off by an old man?!"

In the center of the battlefield, God of War Tyr heard the roar of laughter coming from the human camp, and his old face instantly turned beet red.

He closed his eyes and carefully sensed Leader Te Li Pu's aura. No divine power fluctuations. No magic elements. No weapon in his hands. Even the puddle of water on the ground was just plain old urine, damn it!

God of War Tyr's eyes widened. Where the fuck are your dirty tricks?! Where the fuck is your suicide bombing?!

After all this time... you are really just a useless old man with zero combat ability?!

God of War Tyr gripped his greatsword tightly, his chest heaving violently, and his eyes were almost turning red.

"Humiliation! A great humiliation!!!"

"This god... should I just go over and try to mess him up?!"