The protagonist worships the heavens, with boundless mana

The unhappiness in my heart made the hostility in the live broadcast room more and more intense, and the fierce scolding battle had already begun, as if it was going on the last carnival.

The foreign audience just watched with a sneer in front of the screen, watching the intensified internal war among the Chinese people.

Perhaps without waiting until the end of the battle of national destiny, this oriental dragon will be destroyed due to internal conflicts.

……

"Everyone, Zhang Zhiwei, the old Daoist of Longhushan, has met you all."

Among the team, the only old man was the first to break the silence of the eight people, and reported his family name.

"Shaolin Temple, Wuxin, pay homage to the old heavenly master."

The handsome monk Wuxin immediately bowed respectfully to the old man.

As a Taoist disciple, Wuxin has naturally heard of the name of this old celestial master, the pinnacle of Taoism.

"Haha, it turned out to be the little monk Wuxin, not bad, the old man has heard of your genius name."

The old celestial master said appreciatively, this is a rare genius in Buddhism, and then looked at the others.

"I don't know how to call a few friends, but we are also selected by the National Games, a team representing the country, and we will be teammates in the future."

"Bai Yuekui."

The white-haired woman said coldly.

"My name is Zhong Zhong, and I am a professional cosplayer.",

The strangely dressed white-haired youth introduced himself.

"Uncle, who are you cosplaying!"

The child drinking milk sucked his little nose, frowning and looking heavy.

And the old master of Longhu Mountain and the monk Wuxin also frowned and looked heavy.

Seeing everyone's appearance, Shen Shen's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly said, "Corpse King Longyou! I'm a very professional cosplayer, and others say my cosplay looks very similar."

"You are so fierce, really so fierce."

The slovenly woman, with a strong Sichuan accent, looked at Shen Shen closely.

"Hmm, corpse king? It's quite fierce."

Heavy and perfunctory, in order to divert everyone's attention, he asked the sloppy woman, "I don't know what you call a beauty."

"My name is Feng Baobao, and I'm an exchange student from Taiwan, um."

The woman seemed to have forgotten the words, so she took out a small notebook from her butt pocket and began to read.

"My dad opened a new high-end adult products store in mainland China, specializing in the manufacture of high-end resin products for adults. My mother, um, my mother didn't write about it."

Quiet, a girl who speaks Sichuan dialect, it's okay to pretend to be Taiwanese.

The few people didn't pay attention to this cute girl with obvious lack of muscle in her head, and looked at Huairen and the only young man in normal clothes.

The young man introduced himself when he saw the crowd, "My name is Lu Xuan, and I'm a painter."

Immediately, among the eight people, only Huairen was left without introducing himself.

Huairen stroked his chin, looking at this and that.

Finally, he stayed on the old master, "You are the old master of Longhushan, Zhang Zhiwei."

Then he looked at the handsome monk again, "You are Wuxin monk."

"You are Longyou."

"You are Feng Baobao."

"You are Bai Yuekui."

"As for a cartoonist, well, it doesn't matter anymore."

In the end, Huairen's eyes fell on the infant who was easily overlooked.

"So, who are you, kid?"

"Didn't Big Brother introduce himself yet?"

The little kid rolled his eyes and said ghostly.

"My name is Huairen, and I am a monk."

"Cultivator, are you an ancient Qi refiner?"

asked the little kid in surprise.

"Almost, almost, what's your name, little friend!"

"My name is Haoran, the upright Haoran."

"Oh, a nice name."

Huai Ren smiled, and looked at everyone with a smile, "It's a great honor to see you all in this space of national luck!"

Zhang Zhiwei frowned, a bad premonition rose in his heart for no reason.

"You are so fierce."

Feng Baobao took a step back and stared closely at Huairen.

"Uh, that must be the girl's illusion, I'm a good person."

Huairen smiled, and gradually approached the kid closest to him, Haoran.

Among these seven people, comparing the energy contained in the body, the strongest is not the old heavenly master, nor the dead king Longyou, but this harmless child who is still drinking milk!

Seemingly sensing danger, Haoran suddenly took a few steps back and looked at Huairen vigilantly and incomprehensibly.

"Big brother, what are you doing, why are you so close to me!"

"I see you are cute, can't I hug you?"

Huairen smiled gently.

"No, Haoran is not young anymore, he doesn't like being hugged by others."

Hao Ran said vigilantly.

Huairen stopped in his tracks, smiled and shook his head, "If you don't let me hug you, don't hug me. What do you guys think about this battle of national destiny?"

"Whoosh."

Feng Baobao jumped onto an ancient tree, still staring at Huairen closely, mumbling and repeating.

"You are so fierce, you really are so fierce."

The old heavenly master took a step back, and at the same time, Wu Xin and Shi Wang Shen also took a step back.

The three of them immediately looked at each other in dismay. One person's feeling might be wrong, so the three of them had the same feeling, and that was the truth.

The atmosphere among the eight gradually became serious.

Lu Xuan looked around and leaned against a big tree silently. Although he didn't know what happened, it was right to stay far away from Huairen.

Bai Yuekui's palm was already quietly placed on the handle of the knife.

War is imminent.

Huairen was speechless, are these people so sensitive?
"What happened, I feel that the atmosphere among the eight people is a bit serious!"

"I don't know, it seems that the other seven deliberately distanced themselves from that male cosplayer."

"My God, did you see that sloppy girl jumping four meters high, is this a movement that humans can do?"

"Could it be that some of the eight people have superpowers.

"No, it should be called a warrior."

"You are all wrong. I just watched the official broadcast. The official said that in the society we live in, there is a superhuman named Yiren, which is equivalent to the martial artist in the movie, Superman, very powerful."

"And that slovenly girl has been proven to be an alien, or an official alien. The old man with a sense of immortality is even more amazing. The official said that he is a celestial master of the righteous school of Taoism. His strength is unfathomable and he enjoys extraordinary A great title."

"There is also that monk, a representative of Buddhism, and a powerful alien."

"So, there is still hope for us in China. Some of these people are not ordinary people."

"It's not hopeful, it's too hopeful, but the official has exposed the destructive power of aliens, not much weaker than Superman."

"My God, I saw it too. The aliens are too powerful. It turns out that there are a group of such gods hidden among us."

……

In order to improve the self-confidence of the people, the government had to expose the surreal crowd like aliens to the eyes of the public.

And the results obtained are not bad, at least the self-confidence of the Chinese people has improved, and there is hope in their hearts.