s that glittered brilliantly.Who called meWuzhiqi lowered his head to look down at Jiang Wenming."Oh!""Yay!""Jiang Shen is awesome!"May Heaven bless China!"Jiangshen, I want to give birth to a monkey...Eagle-eyed!

This person was a teacher. When they were illuminated by the fire-eye of Wuzhiqi, a phantom image of a deity immediately appeared behind them.

"Raccoon!"

When Jiang Wenming saw the deity's appearance, his eyebrows furrowed.

He couldn't remember if there was ever a god like this in Chinese history. Could it be a wild god

"Boy, since you have been acknowledged by the Demon Emperor, let me see if you are worthy of being the spokesperson for the demon race in the human world."

A cruel and savage look appeared on Wu Zhiqi's face.

"How do I prove it"

Jiang Wenming was startled. He didn't expect Wu Zhiqi to say such a thing.

"Didn't you say that an alien evil god invaded Now I lend you my power, go, kill him with your own hands and prove yourself not just a talkative waste of space."

If Wu Zhiqi spoke, his words were clearly audible to everyone present.

Everyone stared at each other in confusion, unsure what had happened.

What kind of god is this He even has his devotees commit murder

"Must one undergo trials to awaken deities of high quality"

What did they mean by "foreign evil gods" Why are they all looking at Teacher Wang

“...”

The crowd was buzzing with discussion, but Chiang Wenming's heart was pounding.

If Wu Zhiqi didn't speak, he understood. This was the belief that the deity behind that teacher was an evil god from another race.

But, how is that possible

The other party is a teacher at the school!

"Dare or not"

Wu Zhichi smirked.

"Is what the Water God said really true"

Jiang Wenming looked sternly at Wu Zhiqi.

"Are you questioning me"

Without Qi's eyes flashed a murderous look, he was obviously a little angry.

"I dare not."

Jiang Wenming was pressed down by the fierce and murderous aura emanating from it, unable to breathe. He hurriedly lowered his head.

That is not the God of Xia, though he acted as such.

Wu Zhizhi saw him like this and explained faintly.

"Great!"

After receiving a definitive answer, Chiang Wenming slowly raised his head, bowed to Wuzhiqi, and strode out.

In the square.

Li Siyuan and Longye both looked at Mr. Wang, momentarily at a loss for words.

This is their Han Chinese teacher, someone who knows the roots and origins. How could he possibly awaken an evil god from a foreign land

"Is there some kind of misunderstanding here"

The principal's forehead was covered in cold sweat.

One was his subordinate, the other a rising hope of China. Regardless of who died, it wasn't what he hoped to see.

Especially being labeled as a spy of a foreign evil god, isn't that saying they are a traitor

Did he painstakingly cultivate his subordinates as spies

If it's a misunderstanding, that's fine, but if it's true, then even suicide wouldn't be enough to appease the public anger.

A spy becoming a teacher, the consequences are too severe, it's not something that just one principal can handle.

Not only him, even Li Siyuan and Longye were looking serious, at a loss as to whom to believe for a moment.

After all, the mythological system is too lacking, and they don't even know which deities are behind Wang Lao Shi, whether they belong to China or not.

The only way to prove one's identity is through the Mythical Arena, but the opportunity to actively open the arena only comes once a year. We...

Li Siyuan hesitated for a moment.

Ryono understood what he meant. No matter whether the other party was a spy or not, it was impossible for them to open the Mythical Arena for him. It wasn't just because the opportunity was precious, but also because Jiang Wenming had just awakened, and they couldn't take the risk.

Therefore, this battle can only be fought privately.

"What do you mean Do you suspect me of being a spy Although I, Wang Weiguo, may not be gifted intellectually, I have diligently studied and worked for the country and the people these years. Even in death, I would never bear the stigma of being a spy."

Seeing that everyone was staring at him with scrutiny, Wang Weiguo suddenly flashed anger and roared a question.

"Is that so"

Jiang Wenming walked out of the Gate of Creation at a leisurely pace, his eyes fixed on him.

"Jiang Wenming, although you are a genius, this is not your capital to slander me. If you're trying to test me by wanting to kill me, I have nothing to say; dying for the country is honorable. But if you want me to bear the name of a spy and die, I can't do it!"

Wang Guowei, while speaking, walked towards Jiang Wenming, as if he were going to confront him.

However, just when he was within five meters of Jiang Wenming, his expression suddenly turned ferocious.

"With my blood, open the Mythical Stage!"

As his voice echoed, a golden light suddenly struck Jiang Wenming.

The Sakura Empire challenged the Xia Dynasty to a mythical arena battle, initiated by Matsukaze Inu and designated by Chiang Wenming.

A mighty voice boomed across the heavens, instantly resounding throughout the entire continent of Shen'en.

"Damn you, what did you do!"

The closest, Lung Ye and Li Si Yuan, immediately rushed over when the other's voice rang out, but it was apparently too late.

They never expected that this Wang Teacher, who was still filled with righteous indignation just a second ago, would suddenly attack and even have the qualifications to open the Mythical Arena.

"Hahaha... A bunch of fools. I was going to deal with you in a few days, but I didn't expect you to be so lucky and awaken the Red Deity. It's a pity you met me. Otherwise, my ten years of lurking here would have been for nothing."

A loose canine laughed maniacally. Just a newly awakened demigod, now he was dragged into the Mythical Arena, death was just a matter of time.

"So it's someone from the Sakura Empire, no wonder they could infiltrate for so long."

Jiang Wenming sighed with emotion.

The mythology system of the Sakura Empire originated from the myths of the Hua Xia Empire. It's no wonder it has gone undiscovered for so long.

After all, their deities have all appeared in Chinese mythology, though only as some minor characters.

"Hahaha... now you know it's too late. You are destined to be killed here, and the Chinese Empire is destined to belong to us, the Sakura nation."

The Japanese dog was very pleased because they had planned to attack China this year, and they didn't expect such a pleasant surprise before taking action.

Shouldn't the cherry blossoms in your hometown be blooming about now

Jiang Wenming suddenly asked.

“Cherry blossoms bloom in March, and now it's October. Well, are you stunned Don't you even know this basic knowledge”

A playful puppy scoffed disdainfully.

"That's great, it won't affect our trip to see cherry blossoms in Xi'an next year."

Jiang Wenming suddenly grinned.

If the other party attacked him privately, perhaps he wouldn't be a match. But the other party chose to fight on the Mythical Arena, using the battles between deities to determine the victor.

It's heaven's will that can be forgiven, but one's own actions are unpardonable.

"Damn it, you're still spouting nonsense even as death approaches."

The dog barked in anger when it heard this.

“A pack of ingrates, who gave you the audacity to come to China and run amok Do you really think your so-called gods are anything Today I will show you that in the presence of the Chinese deities, your so-called gods aren't even worthy of tying their shoes.”

Jiang Wenming's expression was icy cold, like eternal frost. His voice dripped with disdain and contempt.

When Song Xiaokuan saw Jiang Wenming's expression, he inexplicably felt a twinge of fear in his heart.

"Hmph, sharp-tongued brat. When the Divine War begins, I'll personally cleave your head from your shoulders and rip out your tongue to sacrifice to the gods."

"Well, are you capable"

Jiang Wenming let out a cold snort.

At that moment, a magnificent coliseum materialized out of thin air. Jiang Wenming and Song Yi's bodies, as if drawn by some invisible force, were sucked into it.rom his prime, and now weakened by the excessive use of his power earlier, Pig Eight Precepts was almost at his wit's end.Although the fight just now seemed effortless, in reality, he was struggling t...