Tycoon War God-Chapter 667 Really boring!

The wind howled.

The flags fluttered. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Two troops faced each other on the mountaintop.

"Divine Machine Camp!"

"Jiaolong Camp!"

The Jiaolong Camp, led by Zhou Dahu, and the Divine Machine Camp, led by Jiaolong, had finally met.

"Captain, Monkey and the others haven’t arrived yet," Leopard whispered to Jiaolong.

Jiaolong nodded. "They probably won’t be able to make it."

The moment he saw the men from Jiaolong Camp, Jiaolong understood. The Jiaolong Camp had already made their move, trapping the rest of the Divine Machine Camp members on the path.

Their objective was simple: deal with his group first, seize the flag, and then go after the rest.

Divide and conquer. That was the Jiaolong Camp’s goal.

"So what do we do next?" Leopard asked, a hint of worry in his voice.

Because the members of Jiaolong Camp were not to be underestimated. Naturally, a unit personally trained by Grandmaster Wang Ye wouldn’t be filled with ordinary characters.

"Heh, no worries," Jiaolong said with a laugh.

"If the Jiaolong Camp wanted a real, no-holds-barred fight with us, I wouldn’t be very confident," Jiaolong explained. "But since they’ve allied with two other units, it proves they aren’t completely confident they can handle us."

Leopard’s eyes lit up. "Captain, you mean..."

Jiaolong nodded. "Let’s wait and see what the Jiaolong Camp has to say."

Zhou Dahu looked at Jiaolong and said, "Captain Jiaolong, we meet again."

As captains of their respective military regions’ secret units, Zhou Dahu and Jiaolong knew each other. The Sichuan-Shu region had even approached Jiaolong in the past, asking if he would consider leaving the Divine Machine Camp to join theirs. But Jiaolong had refused.

Jiaolong nodded. "It’s been a while."

"Now that it’s just our two teams left, how should we fight?" Zhou Dahu asked.

"However you want to fight," Jiaolong replied. "My Divine Machine Camp will oblige."

Zhou Dahu sighed. "Jiaolong, to think that after all these years, you still have the same temper."

Proud and full of confidence. He just didn’t know where Jiaolong’s confidence came from.

Ever since Teacher Wang became the Jiaolong Camp’s instructor, their strength had improved by leaps and bounds.

In fact, Zhou Dahu disdained using tricks to split up the Divine Machine Camp. But the higher-ups were placing great importance on this competition and couldn’t tolerate any mistakes. With no other choice, Zhou Dahu could only have the other two teams hold up the rest of their men. As for facing the few dozen men Jiaolong had with him now, it already felt a bit like bullying.

"In that case, let’s not waste any more words," Zhou Dahu said. "One-on-one duels or a gauntlet? You make the call."

"Actually, before the competition, Instructor Lin mentioned that this type of competition is meaningless," Jiaolong said.

Zhou Dahu was a little surprised.

Instructor Lin? The Divine Machine Camp’s instructor? The one even the commanding officers respectfully address as Mr. Lin?

"I’m quite curious what your instructor had to say," Zhou Dahu admitted.

"Instructor Lin said that for people at our level, so-called competitions are utterly meaningless. It would be better for everyone to have a straightforward clash, and the loser goes home," Jiaolong explained.

"Of course, he meant my Divine Machine Camp challenging all six military regions."

Zhou Dahu’s eyebrow twitched.

What a bold statement from the instructor of the Divine Machine Camp. Challenge all six military regions? That Instructor Lin was either a madman or a fool.

"Heh, your Instructor Lin truly is an odd one," Zhou Dahu said with a hint of disdain, a new sense of contempt for the Chief Instructor of the Divine Machine Camp blooming in his heart.

"Instructor Lin is certainly an extraordinary person," Jiaolong said. "That’s why, in his eyes, the six military regions really don’t amount to much."

"Just empty words," a member of the Jiaolong Camp sneered. "You only dare say that because your instructor isn’t here. Otherwise, I could take him down with a single punch."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Just then, a calm voice drifted up from the mountain path, where a figure was slowly approaching.

It was Shi Potian.

Seeing Shi Potian, Zhou Dahu and his men were surprised. Didn’t he order the Mad Battle Camp to intercept this man? How did he get here?

The Jiaolong Camp members didn’t know much about Shi Potian, but they knew that anyone serving as a captain of the Divine Machine Camp had to be powerful. His presence could bring unexpected complications.

"Was it you who said you could take down Elder Brother Mu with one punch?" Shi Potian asked, his cold gaze fixed on the man from Jiaolong Camp who had spoken. "Since that’s the case, I’d like to see what gives you the right to make such a claim."

The moment he finished speaking, Shi Potian vanished.

"What incredible speed!"

The man from Jiaolong Camp’s expression changed, but he didn’t panic. His strength was considerable, easily placing him in the top ten of his unit. Therefore, facing Shi Potian’s sudden attack, the man simply scoffed, drew his hands in a circle, and pushed out fiercely.

BANG!

However, as soon as his palms shot forward, his own expression shifted. A massive force surged toward him, sending him flying backward.

Shi Potian looked at the man and shook his head. "You dare to speak so arrogantly with such pathetic strength. I really don’t know where you get your confidence!"

The faces of the Jiaolong Camp members turned ugly. Zhou Dahu, however, watched Shi Potian with a grave expression. This man was not only fast but also immensely powerful, not much weaker than Zhou Dahu himself.

"It seems I’ve underestimated your Divine Machine Camp," Zhou Dahu said with a laugh. "Since that’s the case, let’s not waste any more time. Let’s begin."

"My thoughts exactly." Shi Potian nodded and pointed at Zhou Dahu. "Since we are the captains of our respective teams, let us begin. Of course, you’re welcome to attack me all at once."

All of them at once? Is he looking down on us this much? The Jiaolong Camp members’ expressions soured at his words.

"I alone am more than enough to deal with you!" Zhou Dahu snapped, his anger flaring. "Prepare yourself!"

With a low shout, Zhou Dahu charged toward Shi Potian like a tiger descending the mountain.

However, in the next moment, Zhou Dahu froze, because his fist had been caught.

Shi Potian merely chuckled and kicked out.

BANG!

Zhou Dahu was sent flying, landing heavily on the ground.

At that moment, everyone from both the Jiaolong Camp and the Divine Machine Camp was utterly shocked.

Is Shi Potian that strong? Even Zhou Dahu is no match for him?

In truth, it wasn’t just them; even Shi Potian himself didn’t know just how strong he had become.

"How is this possible?" Zhou Dahu’s eyes filled with horror. He had clearly used seventy percent of his strength, yet he was defeated in a single blow. This...

In reality, it wasn’t that he was weak, but that Shi Potian was too strong. Everyone, including the high-ranking military leaders, had severely underestimated the power of the Divine Machine Camp.

Looking at the stunned members of his unit, Shi Potian said, "What are you all standing around for? Finish the fight."

The members of the Divine Machine Camp finally snapped out of their daze. With a collective roar, they charged at the Jiaolong Camp.

The next moment, a one-sided slaughter began.

Watching the Jiaolong Camp fall back in defeat, Shi Potian walked over to the flag, plucked it from the ground, and shook his head. "How boring."