The person was naturally kicked out by Sha Ming.
Being silent didn’t an he was entirely willing to watch a monodrama there.
It was clear he didn’t mind applying pressure in his own way, casually giving a bit of force.
Even after delivering that kick, he remained silent, without any unnecessary movent.
But precisely this reaction made it completely believable that he would kick another one down soon.
This ti the victim was a mber of the team closest to Sha Ming, apart from Elder Huang Leji.
And even Elder Huang, obviously did not expect him to do such a thing, so he didn’t have ti to intervene.
"Are you crazy?"
Fortunately, amidst the real empathy, others who were also bleeding gritted their teeth and blocked the victim in shock.
And while watching this scene, Huang Leji finally couldn’t help but shout at Sha Ming.
"Of course not, but from the reaction, it’s obvious that you still haven’t realized your real situation."
Seemingly influenced by Fu Qian’s style, Sha Ming, who attacked his teammates, rely glanced up and responded in a flat tone.
"And although it’s not aid at you, I think the previous actions might help correct so of your excessive optimism—"
As he spoke, Sha Ming even mimicked Fu Qian, slowly brushing his hand over his face.
As he did so, that withered face also showed so liveness.
Of course, even so, in terms of feeling, it still fell far short.
"Such as the weight of your chips."
With a synchronously restored voice, Sha Ming slowly made the final supplent.
...
So, the so-called morale plumting below the horizon, is probably like this, right?
Fu Qian, who was also implicated and bleeding, naturally didn’t miss the exchange here.
However, he didn’t mind Sha Ming’s plagiaristic behavior, he only briefly comnted on Huang Leji’s group’s reaction.
He naturally understood what Sha Ming referred to as "excessive optimism."
Though the whole rescue team has now beco a supporting role, it doesn’t an their survival instinct is extinguished.
And as ntioned before, their only chip in this matter is the "bonds."
Working together, at the right ti, using self-harm as a threat, thereby seeking a slim chance.
This was also the ultimate confidence behind Elder Huang’s order to rush down.
Although reality is cruel. Soon, this mysterious figure, himself, was found to be a demigod, making the threat of self-harm lose its weight.
But the thirst for survival never easily diminishes; the team mbers still didn’t abandon their restless thoughts, because aside from themselves, there was another target to threaten.
Especially Brother Sha Ming obviously seed to have better control over the situation.
Unfortunately... whether kicking or beautifying, Sha Ming demonstrated through real actions that his resistance to the threat was not weaker than his own, even—
"Are you a demigod too?"
Huang Leji’s cry was sowhat sharp, already disregarding the impact of his speech on morale.
"That’s an interesting question, but how would I say... Technically, I was half an hour ago."
Unexpectedly, confronting this question, Sha Ming showed an unusual patience and ticulousness.
Even though he was answering while looking at Fu Qian.
...
"This ntal projection, even exploration activity is helping you grow? And now you are more than just a demigod?"
As if he was the teacher’s most trusted student in the class, witnessing Huang Leji’s speechless appearance under attack, Fu Qian did not disappoint expectations and casually answered.
"Correct."
It was clear that Teacher Sha was very satisfied with this, imdiately giving praise.
"It seems your existence state is indeed quite special."
Fu Qian appeared thoughtful.
"You don’t believe?"
"No, I do believe. I even believe you’re saying it now not to boast but to prompt to work hard, because now you’re more than a demigod and it’s hard to say what you’ll beco if you drag it on."
Signaling not to consider himself that shallow, Fu Qian even bluntly acknowledged Teacher Sha’s good intention, successfully triggering a burst of hearty laughter.
Though it wasn’t from Sha Ming.
"Such growth-type fellows look far more troubleso than , yet you guys don’t prioritize handling them?"
Fu Qian looked at the happily laughing Brother Sanxun, expressing doubt about their conduct, not worried about being overheard by Sha Ming.
"Naturally, it’s because we will grow together."
Unfortunately, Sir Sanxun sounded unaffected.
"Although rely a self-righteous opportunist, without him you wouldn’t have arrived here so quickly, would you?"
"And how do you know, no one is handling it?"
...
Indeed a colleague in a certain sense?
It was evident that Sir Sanxun wouldn’t be provoked, but he wasn’t inclined to keep secrets for Sha Ming either.
Casually revealed content still allowed so things to be heard.
Though not directly incarnating like the Cycle Enforcers, Sha Ming’s power was obviously closely related to "truth."
Any struggle attempting to escape the cage would simultaneously benefit them.
And their current goal was utterly consistent, which is himself.
The reason Brother Sanxun was laughing was simple; he ignored his rallying and conversed with others, ultimately bringing another pressure.
And his last sentence, to so extent, proved the previous speculation, which is there could very well be another Cycle Enforcer in Sha Ming’s view that’s invisible to him.
Only he coped with it effortlessly.
This is what you call planning, Blood Lion’s little tricks being used as consumables are really not worth ntioning.
"Wonderful."
Even clapped twice, Fu Qian’s gaze swept across Huang Leji’s group, received one wooden stare after another.
It was clear they had already grasped the spirit, understanding their unique fate was to stand there as part of Sha Ming’s leverage against himself.
The space to struggle never existed.
"So does Miranda know the real plan?"
Old Master Huang faintly wanted to say sothing, but unfortunately Fu Qian ignored him and suddenly asked a sowhat abrupt topic.
"Ha ha... It’s rare that you care about that, but even if I say she’s rely being used, you probably won’t believe it, right?"
Sha Ming showed considerable cooperation, even giving advice with great self-awareness.
"Why don’t you ask her yourself?"
"Good idea."
And Fu Qian seed genuinely receptive, even directly turning to look at the direction they ca from.
"So do you know you’re being used?"
"I..."
A brief silence, next mont broken by a sowhat familiar voice.
Miranda’s slender figure erged from not too far away.
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