Chapter 187: Feast of Bliss (10)
The geek and dramatist followed Miss Bai away, Mu Anqi sighed and rested in Ji Huaichu's arms.
The competition on the stage is still going on, fewer and fewer players are fishing in troubled waters, and more serious than fighting.
Among them, the battles that are less valuable to watch are those with one player's dedicated spirit. As long as the other party has no defensive measures or cannot solve the battle in a short period of time, the battle will end early.
Mu Anqi thought that the audience liked her kind of "fight" so much, obviously it was not a big deal to watch the fun. Just think of her battles as "performing entertainment" interspersed in the middle of the game.
The next two rounds of matching were two forces that had not been heard of before, and they were not very powerful. Maybe it was because of Ji Huai's early appearance in the last game, they simply conceded defeat and surrendered without looking at who was playing on the cash cow side this time.
The second day of the game ended like this.
When drinking the nutrient solution, Mu Anqi actually missed Miss Mudan, because she thought about it carefully, and it seemed that she got the most happiness in the match against Miss Mudan.
Alas, it's so hard to experience pure happiness these days.
The cash cow, who is hard to be happy, drank three mouthfuls of nutrient solution with tears.
...
"When will the banquet of bliss end?" Mu Anqi asked while poking at General Ji's neck, lying beside Ji Huaichu.
"There's still some time." After all, the current game is just a warm-up, and the real bliss will be when the game is over. Now... it's just that each family compares their strengths and shows them to the audience by the way.
"Have you fought against Madam Hong and the others before?"
"Of course." Ji Huaichu said, "However, in such a game, we only have one outcome." Everyone will keep 100 million trump cards.
People at their level are not stupid, and they will not directly expose their limits of ability and weaknesses. As for the battle... it won't kill you either.
But there are exceptions to everything. In the face of crazy criticism, it's still worth it to kill.
Day three.
Mu Anqi was no longer so enthusiastic about the competition, she felt that she could never meet an opponent who could happily bully her. She and Ji Huaichu had a very leisurely breakfast in the restaurant before rushing to the competition venue.
"Blue: Splendid Mountains and Rivers vs Cash Cow"
With the extremely cool special effects, the host's voice became excited.
That's right! Did you meet so early? According to the schedule, now this round should not be a direct ace sparring, right?
The auditorium became dry all of a sudden, and many people were talking with their companions around, and they were very excited. On Mu Anqi's side, she also became interested.
However, as soon as she stood up, Ji Huaichu pressed her down.
"Mrs. Hong has free props, you will only suffer if you go." Ji Huaichu pressed Mu Anqi before looking at He Guxia, "They should go to Wanjin."
"There are flaws in sword moves, but I don't have them." He Guxia stood up and glanced at Xia Yun, "Look carefully and study hard." After that, she walked out.
Seeing that He Guxia was actually fighting, Mu Anqi, who was somewhat dissatisfied, lost her emotions in an instant. She looked at the screen, and saw that Wan Jin walked into the arena calmly over the Jinxiu Mountains and Rivers.
This, finally have a look!
...
Wan Jin watched the battle, and although he knew it wasn't, he couldn't help but wonder if Mrs. Hong had done something in it. Otherwise, why did the lady ask about it yesterday, and it's right today? She silently stared at Mrs. Hong, who was smoking happily.
"Huh?" The smoke was swirling, and Madam Hong let out a very lazily nasal sound. She looked at Wan Jin, "Aren't you going?"
"Ma'am, I don't dance," said Markham. "If you want to see it, I can show it to you in private."
Madam Hong smiled, "You. Just go and get whatever you want. When have I deducted you?"
"As for the cash cow, Ji Huaichu won't send her little girlfriend there."
Wan Jin lowered her eyes and looked up at Madam Hong, "Then I'll go." As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up, went to another room in the box to get the equipment, and went to the ring.
Standing on the ring, Wan Jin felt extremely calm. Before the opponent came, she looked in the direction of the box, of course she couldn't see anything, but at this moment, she suddenly wanted to know what Mrs. Hong's expression was.
It wasn't the first blissful feast, but for Markham, it was the one she was most wary of.
She, really, didn't want to dance and even transform into a magical girl in front of everyone's eyes.
When He Guxia's figure appeared on the field, Wan Jin was expressionless, but he was relieved. With the long sword unsheathed, Wan Jin stared at He Guxia who stepped onto the ring and saluted slightly.
"I hope you fight seriously." He Guxia said, "Don't be sorry for the sword in your hand."
"Okay, as you wish, I will fight with all my strength." Wan Jin smiled and behaved properly.
Game start!
In an instant, Mu Anqi even suspected that he was hallucinating. She saw He Guxia suddenly raise her hand, and the sword of life was unsheathed. And the next moment when the cold light flashed, she never saw the blade again. Over there, Wan Jin's expression became solemn, and the long sword in her hand also danced into an afterimage at this moment. Wan Jin's movements were much slower than He Guxia's, so Mu Anqi could see the trajectory of her defense with the sword - but it was only the trajectory.
Even the sound of the swords clashing was a beat before it continued to sound, as if someone played a symphony of weapons directly on the ring.
Xia Yun's expression in the audience was sluggish and dazed. She thought to herself that this master really looked down on her. Take a good look and study hard? What does this show? As for learning... Xia Yun felt that she couldn't learn in her dreams.
Apart from the sound of the long sword being struck again and again, there was no other sound on the field. Both were clearly extremely focused. As soon as He Guxia relaxes, Markin's side may be able to seize the flaws, and if Markham relaxes - he may be cut into "ghost films" directly.
"Who will win?" Mu Anqi asked. In just two or three minutes, He Guxia and Wan Jin had already fought tens of thousands of times. He Guxia continued to attack out of thin air, while Wan Jin stood in the ring and defended one by one.
If you just look at Markham...the game will be very pleasing to the eye. Only look at Heguxia? Then you may have to be very focused to capture a piece of her dress.
"He Guxia." Ji Huaichu said.
"Also... but does Wan Jin only have the ability to see through this?" Mu Anqi asked curiously. If this battle continues and Wan Jin cannot break the deadlock, she will be dragged to death by He Guxia. After all, even if it is her ability to see through, how long can she continue to see through such frequent attacks? This is very exhausting.
Ji Huaichu was taken aback by the question, and she was silent for a moment, "If Madam Hong hadn't given her an overly reckless weapon."
The fierce fighting in the arena became faintly anxious, and He Guxia suddenly swept the sword into the air, raised her hand and waved the sword of life and divided it into two and two, and in just a few breaths, a rain of swords that had not yet fallen hung above the arena. When He Guxia was accumulating her strength, Wan Jin also shook out her cape at this moment, the long sword disappeared in her hand, and a mechanical block the size of her palm appeared in her hand. The block expanded rapidly, and the blocks were quickly copied and assembled, forming a cannon in a few seconds. It's just that this cannon is carried by Markham on his shoulders, and there is no need to replenish the shells.
Ji Huaichu was silent.
Mrs. Hong on the other side was also stunned for a moment, then she covered her mouth and laughed. Obviously, Wan Jin thought he was going to play against Mu Anqi before he played, but did he still bring this?
This is, how reluctant to dance.
Purple-black particles floated around the cannon, and Wan Jin stared at He Guxia in the air, her eyes were faintly red, but she still used "see through".
In an instant, thousands of swords lined up and searched for enemies! Wan Jin actually closed his eyes at this moment, his face suddenly pale. Before Wan Jian could touch her, a purple-black light beam suddenly erupted from the muzzle. The sword body was annihilated the moment it touched the beam, and the beam instantly swallowed most of the sword rain, and the few sword shadow clones that had not been dissolved were also swept down by Wan Jin's cape.
The light beam did not disappear. Just as Wan Jin changed the direction of the muzzle, He Guxia slashed out a few sword qi. At this moment, He Guxia was speechless.
Obviously, Wan Jin can't hold it anymore, why did he suddenly take out such a killer?
Most importantly, why didn't she? General Ji, why don't you have some background.
Jian Gang opened the way, and He Guxia, as a sword cultivator, was also very good at movement. Just when she took this opportunity to rush into Wan Jin, planning to kill herself, Wan Jin opened her eyes and said with a light smile: "It's me. lost."
"..." Just a little bit.
He Guxia suddenly dissipated the sword energy and took back the sword of life. The backlash of this attack caused her internal organs to tumble a little, but she still had a calm and self-sufficient look on her face, "Accept."
"Thank you for your kindness, senior." Wan Jin thanked in a low voice, and the cannon instantly turned into a square the size of a palm. She didn't salute, but turned around and walked off the ring. Wan Jin's figure was a little dazed. She didn't even know how many times she saw through He Guxia's sword moves and attacks in just a few minutes. I feel that my eyes are terribly hot.
Until she left the arena, she was no longer visible on the screen. Only then did Wan Jin pull out his long sword and pierce the ground to support himself, gasping for breath.
……so close.
"Can you still go?"
Wan Jin trembled, raised her head, met Madam Hong's slightly teasing eyes, bit her lower lip without leaving a trace, put away her sword, stood up straight, and controlled her breathing steadily: "Of course, lady."
"You're the one." Madam Hong approached, took off her gloves, and then took out a handkerchief from her bosom, wiping off the fine sweat from Mark's forehead. "Let's go, go to the restaurant for a drink and go back."
"Okay, ma'am." Markham responded. Mrs. Hong supported her and asked Wan Jin to take advantage, and the two walked towards the restaurant together.
When Markham returned to the box, he was naturally the calm and omnipotent ghost again.
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