Chapter 672

Geng Xiao Xiao said with a smile.

"Oh, since we are both human, Geng Xiao Xiao, have you noticed any shining qualities in Su Yu that we missed?" Bao Yuan raised an eyebrow, asking curiously.

"Mm, Su Yu is handsome," Geng Xiao Xiao nodded cutely.

If any other commentator had said such a thing,

they would have been roasted until they couldn't find north.

But alas, Geng Xiao Xiao was born with a beautiful face, and this was a world where aesthetics mattered,

so naturally, very few people would roast a pretty girl like her.

Amidst a screen full of danmu comments, regarding such unprofessional commentary,

there were only two words: cute.

This answer left Bao Yuan even more speechless.

I know Su Yu is handsome! Stop talking about it!

Bao Yuan rubbed his face covered in thick fur.

In Wan Jie Cheng, the aesthetics of the myriad races lean toward humanoid forms; naturally, his appearance had nothing to do with being handsome, leaving him somewhat helpless.

Hmph, although I don't fit the aesthetics of the myriad races, among the Leopard-Headed Humans, I'm quite handsome.

The aesthetics of the myriad races might be because the Human Race once unified Wan Jie Cheng,

so besides appreciating humanoid forms, they also appreciate their own races.

It's equivalent to saying humanoid forms are the public standard of beauty; beyond that, each race has its own racial aesthetics.

"Handsome won't put food on the table; this round, Su Yu is done for."

Bao Yuan grunted; originally, he was quite supportive of Su Yu,

but every time Geng Xiao Xiao said something like this, his gaze would involuntarily focus on Su Yu's face,

making him feel a bit bitter.

How can a human be so damn handsome?

If you just added two wings to him, people would believe he was from the Angel Race.

Come to think of it,

Su Yu actually has quite a few fans in Wan Jie Cheng now.

Because of his relaxed behavior of treating the competition like a vacation,

although it seems annoying to the competitors,

it appears very stylish to a small portion of the audience, especially female viewers.

They regard Su Yu and Xierfu as a divine couple.

Watching the carefree life of a divine couple makes people feel very comfortable.

As for the competition, what competition?

That has nothing to do with them.

"Go, Su Yu!"

"Go, Su Yu!!"

Even though he was facing the Chasing Sun Saint Son,

in the Human Race's Heavenly Luck Zone of Wan Jie Cheng, earth-shattering roars still erupted.

And many human big shots,

through various means, arrived at the Cloud Seats in the Place of No Beginning,

watching Su Yu silently on the spot.

The result of this match for Su Yu

would determine whether they would launch a revolution.

A revolution to establish Su Yu as the Saint Son of the Human Race.

Even if it meant clashing with the Five Great Civilizations, they would do it without hesitation.

"The First Star of the Human Race?"

The Saint Son of the Chasing Sun Race, named Botake,

was a giant man ten meters tall.

Although his appearance was very similar to the Giant Race.

But the Giant Race is completely incomparable to the Chasing Sun Race.

The only difference between the Chasing Sun Race and the Giant Race in appearance is their eyes;

their eyes are a pair of crimson-gold pupils,

giving off a holy aura reminiscent of the Angel Race.

Botake scratched his head,

his pair of crimson-gold pupils filled with embarrassment.

At such a critical moment,

he had become the existence cutting off the hope of the entire Human Race; it was quite embarrassing.

His current points were very high; entering the next round of the competition was a foregone conclusion,

so losing one match didn't matter.

But... he could not throw the match.

Even if he felt embarrassed, he still had to fight.

"Sigh, poor Human Race..."

Botake sighed and began deploying his territory.

At this final moment, running into me,

can only be said to be the Human Race's bad luck.

I, too, must play the role of the Dafan Sect this time.

"Shan Yue, order the entire army to charge with me!"

"Yes!!"

There were no reconnaissance units,

Botake held a massive club emitting a gilded golden luster,

and strode charging into the mist.

The mist was constantly being dispersed.

By his side

were the three legendary heroes of his territory, each one a member of the Sun-Chasing Clan.

For the Hundred Clans, ranked third in the sequence of the Ten Thousand Races,

all units, heroes, and buildings had already begun to match their civilization's buffs.

The same as the civilization development path.

It could be said they were walking far ahead of countless lords.

After all, to have a territory's full power completely match one's own civilization and enjoy civilization buff bonuses,

even for some territories hundreds of years old, was extremely rare.

High-grade items without civilization buffs were often better than low-grade items plus civilization buffs.

Someone like Botake, with high-grade plus civilization buffs, was simply jaw-dropping.

"No wonder the Sun-Chasing Clan poured all their efforts into cultivating this Holy Son; it's terrifying."

"He must be cultivating a Shi Shi-level technique; look, the ground shakes as he runs..."

"Wow, look at those units of his..."

"Shi Shi-level, Sun Golden Bird!!"

"Shi Shi-level, Sun Guardian!!"

"Shi Shi-level, Sun-Chasing Knight!!"

"It feels like just one of them could trample my territory into dust..."

"Comparing people to people, there's truly no comparison..."

Botake's units,

every single one, were Shi Shi-level.