Chapter 7 Terrible Enemies, the Orcs
The battlefield gate slowly opened, and countless tall, green-covered orcs walked out from the Abyss of All Races on the other side.

Each of these orcs is nearly three meters tall and extremely strong. Their muscles are like blocks, and their forearms are thicker than human thighs!
The orc's facial features are half human-like, while the other half are more like beasts, with a green face, fangs, and bloodshot eyes.

They were wrapped in simple leather and held weapons such as iron swords and steel axes.

Although these weapons are simple, they are very huge. The blade of a steel axe is like a wheel, which shows that their strength is also very huge. Two arms are enough to tear a bull apart!
Seeing these terrifying orcs, many Chinese audiences couldn't help but tremble in fear.

These orcs are so strong and terrifying that I am afraid that one of them can easily kill a group of humans from Blue Star.

Facing such a terrifying enemy, I only have one monkey on my side...

At this moment, a wailing suddenly came from the battlefield of gods on the other side.

All the audience's attention was attracted by the battlefield of the Western Eight Countries on the other side.

The Great Ming God King under their Dangun Great God system was defeated by the Stoneman Tribe among all the tribes.

Countless stone men waved their huge fists, smashing the armor on the Ming God King, and blood gushed out of his mouth.

Under the fierce attack of many stone men, the body of the Great Ming God King was quickly torn into pieces, and his flesh and blood were eaten by the stone men. The scene was horrific!
There was a wailing sound from the stands on the battlefield of the Western Eight Countries.

Many women from the Western Eight Countries did not dare to watch any further and covered their eyes.

More people simply covered their faces and cried.

"Our Great Ming Divine King was defeated..."

"It's over, we lost this game!"

At this time, there were still people from the West holding out hope, and the host Park Jae-yong also hurried to comfort the audience:

"It doesn't matter, we just lost one game, we still have a chance!"

"Yes! We are much stronger than China. They have lost four games in a row. If they lose again, they will have nothing!"

Here, the Chinese audience saw the situation on the battlefield of the Eight Western Countries, and also heard their host's words mocking China despite his failure.

Suddenly, the faces of many Chinese audiences dimmed again.

"Can we surrender?"

One of the audience members stood up and shouted in despair:

"Don't fight anymore, we can't win!"

"How can we fight this kind of enemy? Instead of sitting here and watching ourselves fail, we might as well just surrender and accept our fate!"

"What are you talking about! We Chinese haven't lost yet!"

The audience nearby immediately stood up and started arguing with him.

"Not yet lost, but so far from losing, just because of that monkey!"

"Does the fate of China depend on that monkey?"

"This is ridiculous, I would rather surrender!"

A quarrel suddenly broke out in the Chinese stands.

Many viewers who originally had neither knowledge of Sun Wukong nor confidence in him directly expressed the idea that it would be better for them to surrender.

There were also many Chinese people who still had hope, so they started arguing with these people.

There was a sudden uproar in the stands.

At this time, audiences from other countries flocked into the Chinese live broadcast room with the mentality of watching the fun. Even audiences from the eight western countries came over to seek some sense of superiority after failure.

"Yeah, give up, Chinese!"

"This god of yours doesn't look good. Our Great Ming God King is no match for all races, let alone this monkey of yours!"

"These orcs are so terrible. I feel sorry for you just thinking about the fate of being devoured by them!"

"Give up, surrender. I don't know if I can lose only half!"

Seeing the mocking and gloating comments from various foreign IDs on the screen, a hint of anger appeared on Su Chen's originally calm face.

His anger was not just because of the foreigners' ridicule.

Moreover, the Chinese people have a serious lack of self-confidence! He turned to look at the Chinese stands:
"Do you really not believe in your own culture and gods?"

"When facing the enemy, you quarrel with each other and let those foreigners laugh at us?"

Many Chinese audiences who were arguing shut up and returned to their seats after hearing his words.

However, some viewers still expressed their doubts:

"Are you sure that monkey can defeat these orcs?"

Su Chen sneered, with a firm and confident light in his eyes:
"I am sure!"

"I am absolutely certain that the gods of China are more powerful than all the gods in the world!"

"The cultural gap of China has made you not even aware of your own gods. I don't blame you!"

"But the enemy is coming. At this time, we should have confidence in ourselves and in our own gods!"

After hearing this, even those viewers who still had doubts shut up.

Everyone's eyes were turned to the battlefield.

At this time, that cold voice sounded again:

"The battlefield of the gods of all races is about to begin!"

"10!"

"9!"

"8!"

As words appear on the screen, the battlefield of China is about to begin.

The hearts of all Chinese audiences were instantly in suspense, and countless pairs of eyes were fixed on the big screen of the battlefield.

Countless eyes were focused on the figure of Sun Wukong, who was facing the orcs with his back to the audience.

Su Chen also turned his gaze to Sun Wukong.

"Great Sage Equaling Heaven, although I cannot awaken your full power now, I believe that even with 10% of your power, it will be enough to deal with these savage and cruel orcs!"

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

As the last line of text appeared, the barrier in the battlefield of all races suddenly opened.

Roar……

Countless orc warriors brandished iron swords and giant axes, roaring and rushing towards Sun Wukong.

Holding the golden cudgel, Sun Wukong slowly walked down the arena in the center of the battlefield of all races.

The blood-red cloak behind them fluttered in the sharp wind stirred up by the orcs' charge, and the golden armor flashed with golden light under the sharp blades in their hands.

The footsteps of countless orcs rolled in like thunder.

The dust created by the running orcs seemed to be about to completely cover Sun Wukong's body.

On the battlefield, there is almost no trace of Sun Wukong!
Tears of despair have once again appeared in the eyes of many Chinese people.

it's over...

Such a small monkey, facing so many ferocious and violent giant orcs, would probably be torn into pieces in a moment!
Many women didn't even dare to look any further and covered their eyes.

But at this moment,
boom!
A golden light suddenly radiated from the dust on the battlefield.

A huge stick suddenly appeared in the dust.

In an instant, the golden cudgel turned into a golden giant stick nearly 100 meters long, as tall as the sky, and as thick as a pillar at a speed visible to the naked eye!
The giant stick suddenly broke through the dust and became extremely huge as if it was going to pierce the sky. Then it suddenly fell down with a bang, smashing into the tide of orcs with a power that could destroy the world!

(End of this chapter)