"Eleven wins..."
In the lounge, everyone except Bei Guan Weibu and Wang Nizi were lying on the ground in an irregular shape. No one was sitting. They were too tired. They were too tired from this fight, but everyone They are all excited, tired, but invigorated.
"I think back when we played the first game, we were still miserable and worried about what to do. Sure enough, things are different now." Feng Mian sighed.
Jue Li also laughed and said: "Everyone has contributed a lot to this trial, especially Wei Bu. When the last game is over, I will treat everyone to dinner!"
"Yo!?" Feng Mian laughed and said, "Brother, since when have you been so generous? Aren't you always snapping and swishing? What's the matter? Have you given me your pocket money for a long time?"
"Hahahahaha." Listening to Feng Mian's words, everyone burst into laughter, and the atmosphere in the entire lounge was extremely joyful.
Looking at Jue Li and Li Jiujiu whose faces suddenly turned red, Wang Nizi, who was helping everyone recover, said with a smile: "Okay, okay, brother and sister Jiujiu don't want to lose face? You guys stop talking and wait until Weibu Bring me the entry information for the twelfth game and let’s talk about it. Sister Ayuan, go get me some hot water.”
Ayuan nodded aside, and she was responsible for wiping the dust and blood stains on the girl's face. As soon as he picked up the basin and walked out, he bumped into Beiguan Weibu who was coming back.
"elder brother!"
Beiguan Weibu smiled softly, touched Ayuan's head, took the basin in the latter's hand, and then said to everyone: "I'm back."
"Ah? You're back? What took you so long?" As soon as everyone heard the familiar voice, they quickly sat up.
Beiguan Weibu smiled, took another basin of water in the bathroom, handed it to Ayuan, and finally said: "I was delayed because of a chat with someone from the Wuxing Sect."
Jue Li nodded thoughtfully and said: "We can talk about it. After all, Wuquan Sect is a first-class sect, and the people are not bad. Huang Daotian is a hero among people. He can afford to take it up and let it go. He is worth making friends with." .”
"Tch, what's the point of talking to these people? That ugly woman almost hurt my sister!" Li Shuangshuang was dismissive.
"Okay," Li Jiujiu took his sister's hand and said softly: "On the battlefield, fists and feet are blind. Everyone has a reason to go all out for victory. Besides, it's all over. Weibu also helps me. After taking revenge, we should also be more generous."
Hearing Li Jiujiu's words, Beiguan Weibu gave a thumbs up and said: "Sister Jiujiu has extraordinary bearing, and my brother admires her. No wonder my eldest brother is so devoted to you."
"Hahahahahaha." Another burst of laughter erupted in the lounge.
"Okay, okay," Beiguan Weibu also suppressed his smile and said, "Let's get down to business. I got the opponent information for the twelfth game. Do you want to know?"
"Stop talking nonsense! Brother, you can handle it!" Feng Mian shouted.
With a slight smile, Beiguan Weibu took out a piece of white paper from his arms, and then read to it: "The twelfth duel, North Field No. 1, the list of opponents is as follows:
Di Lin, Level 66 and Level 7 Martial Emperor;
Ye Qingshuang, sixty-sixth-level and seventh-level Martial Emperor;
Po Chuan, the sixty-sixth and seventh-level Martial Emperor;
Wu Zhan, Level 65 and Level 7 Martial Emperor;
Qingxuan..."
When Beiguan Weibu finished reading the list, the entire rest room was silent, deathly silent.
After a long while, Jue Li sighed weakly and said, "What is supposed to come will come."
Feng Mian and others were even more dejected and silent. They knew that in this selection, if Beiguan Weibu's lifelong enemy was the imperial power, then the most powerful enemy of the seven of them was the three heroes of the tenth class. .
It’s not that they are unprepared mentally, but when it comes to actually facing it, everyone is still very reluctant. You know, even Beiguan Weibu has had dozens of games, large and small, with Di Lin in the past few years, but according to the former, he has never won.
Yes, Odin's number one genius, Beiguan Weibu, who ranked first in the fourth-year tactical final evaluation, had never won even once in the game with Di Lin. This conclusion alone is enough to prove the horror of Di Lin.
It's like giving people the feeling that winning or losing all depends on his thoughts.
Beiguan Weibu looked at everyone with a bit of fun and said, "Why are you like this? Where was your fighting spirit before?"
"Brother, it's not my sister. The key is that the three of them are too evil. Bo Chuan, he jumped up and challenged the sixth-grade senior without defeat in ten breaths. He challenged the eighth-level Martial King at the peak level of the Martial King! What is this concept? Ye Qingshuang , occupying the top three positions in the fifth grade arena list all the year round. In a wheel battle, one person singled out four fifth grade seniors. They were all at the peak of Emperor Wu. I remember when this matter came out, Ye Qingshuang Just level 60, right?"
"The last one is Di Lin. To be honest, in the past few years in school, only I have interacted with him the most." Beiguan Weibu took over Li Shuangshuang's words and continued: "This person is strong, but this is not The most dangerous thing about him is, to be honest, in terms of strength, Imperial Power is twice as strong as him. The key to me facing him with every defeat is the mystery."
Beiguan Weibu sat next to Ayuan and said slowly: "I checked him in Di Lin. He is from the Lingwu Empire. It is said that he has a relatively young background. Every time I confront him tit for tat, I always feel like being He played with the feeling in my hands. I tried to provoke him, make him angry, and make him lose his mind, but every time I failed. Behind this man's eyes, it was like a dry well that had been dry for a hundred years, without emotions, only dull."
"It's over. Even Weibu said so, so our hope is slim." Feng Mian said, slapping his thigh.
"There is little hope?" Beiguan Weibu laughed, and then said: "There is no hope at all. This time I really have no way at all. I don't know him as much as I know the imperial power."
"What should we do?" Wang Nizi asked. She didn't like the current decadent atmosphere. "How about giving it a try? Weibu, you don't care about this situation now?"
Beiguan Weibu nodded and said, "Actually, I had already thought about it before I came here. Since no one is willing to fight, let's not fight."
"ah?"
"You're not out of your mind, are you Weibu?" Wang Nizi's eyes widened, "This is not something you can say!"
Indeed, even others who were unwilling to fight from the bottom of their hearts thought they had heard wrongly.
Beiguan Weibu shrugged and said, "I'm normal. Do you think there's any hope of winning this game?"
"Sister Jiujiu, Sister Shuangshuang, Brother Feng, and eldest brother, can you guarantee that you can return to your best condition tonight? Probably not. Ni Zi, after the three psychic emperors from the other side merge, you, me, and A-Yuan , and can only block one person from the opposite side, the remaining two don’t have to think about it, just pull one out, and even without Di Lin doing it himself, that one psychic emperor is enough to kill the rest of us instantly.”
Beiguan Weibu said earnestly: "In the eleventh game, our goal has been achieved, eleven points, which is enough for us to have a good group in the subsequent city knockout rounds. The reason why I plan This avoidance of battle is because as a military advisor, I only have a superficial understanding of Dilin, so I can't take risks with you, not everyone is Huang Daotian."
“Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you fight a hundred battles without danger.”
Feng Mian sighed and said: "Excluding the factors related to the turtle grandsons in Dilin, I think Weibu is right. Avoiding the war for a while is not cowardice, but a kind of wisdom. It's just a pity that it was in vain. They’ve won twelve games in a row.”
Having said this, Beiguan Weibu smiled and said: "If we admit defeat in this game, then in fact, they will win eleven games just like us."
"Oh?" Everyone was shocked, and Li Jiujiu was the first to react: "Is it the imperial power?"
Beiguan Weibu nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, and they also took the initiative to admit defeat."
"Good guy," Jue Li praised, then looked at the latter with an inexplicable look in his eyes: "Wei Bu, this time I think you have really met your opponent."
Beiguan Weibu shrugged and said indifferently: "What's the point? He and I have never been friends."
After discussing the next plan, the atmosphere among everyone became active again. After staying in the lounge for a while, the group returned to the dormitory before the sky darkened completely.
As soon as I returned to the dormitory, before I could even close the door, someone came from the dormitory next door.
"Is Beiguan Weibu here?"
Beiguan Weibu, who had just taken off his scarf, was startled and looked at the man at the door: "What's wrong with Wu Yun?"
The man named Wu Yun said: "Teacher Qin is looking for you and wants you to come over."
The teacher is looking for me? Beiguan Weibu put on his scarf again and said to Jue Li: "You wash up first, and then rest quickly. There is no competition tomorrow anyway, so you can have a good rest tonight." After that, he went to Qin Ya's office. Go.
Pushing open the door of the office, a familiar figure looked very warm against the orange light. Beiguan Weibu couldn't help feeling warm in his heart and shouted softly: "Teacher, I'm here."
Qin Ya turned around, his face weathered, and he looked like he had just returned to school from outside.
Looking at his proud disciple with a smile, Qin Ya waved. Before Beiguan understood, he pulled out a small bench from the pile of books on one side and sat down.
"I heard about your recent situation. You're doing well. I'm very satisfied." Just one sentence made Beiguan Weibu cheer in his heart. Being recognized by his teacher was more important than anything else.
Qin Ya handed the poured tea to Beiguan Weibu, and then said: "How is it? Plans for the last game."
Beiguan Weibu chuckled: "I abstained."
Qin Ya's expression did not change after hearing this, as if he had expected it. He put down the teacup and said, "Very good. If I hear the second answer, you can go run laps on the playground for me tonight."
"Uh." Beiguan Weibu scratched his head and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Qin Ya smiled and said: "Okay, let's get down to business. This time I went to the imperial city and got what you are thinking about."
"I have been thinking about it..." Beiguan Weibu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly reacted and said excitedly: "My weapon!"
Qin Ya smiled and nodded, lightly swiping across the ring, and a rectangular wooden box was exposed to the air amid the weak fluctuations of martial power. Passing the wooden box to his beloved disciple, Qin Ya picked up the tea cup and said, "Open it and take a look, you will like it."
Holding the wooden box with trembling hands, Beiguan Weibu's eyes were a little moist. He had been waiting for this weapon for too long, and now that it actually appeared in front of him, he felt a little like a dream.
Opening the wooden box, Beiguan Weibu took a closer look. Inside lay a milky-white metal arm. This arm was tattooed with bright gold and light blue patterns. The patterns wrapped around the entire arm like willow branches, making it even more... Things are holy and luxurious.
"Teacher, this is..." Beiguan Weibu raised his head in confusion.
Qin Ya didn't answer, just smiled and said, "Put it on and try it to see how it feels."
Beiguan Weibu nodded and put his arm through the hollow metal arm. The moment the metal arm attached to his skin, Beiguan Weibu felt a cold and warm breath pouring into his body at the same time. This feeling is not uncomfortable, but a little weird. However, within a few seconds of this feeling, the cold and warm breaths slowly blended together, forming an auspicious cloud in my body. The auspicious cloud glowed with a two-color halo, and finally It rose slowly, shrouding his own Martial Crystal Tower in it.
"Huh? This is...'luck'" In the black and white world, Tai'a looked at the auspicious clouds above his head in surprise.
"Senior, what is 'luck'?" Beiguan Weibu entered the state of cultivation and entered this space.
Tai'a didn't look back, and said with some admiration: "Although your strength is not very good, your luck is really good. I'm afraid your teacher didn't even know that the weapon given to you would have such a heaven-defying effect."
"In this weapon of yours, there should be at least a Holy Spirit Pattern Beast of level seven or above. Patterned beasts of this level and attribute have an ultra-rare characteristic, that is, they have their own 'luck'. This thing says It sounds very vague, but sometimes it can have the effect of reversing destiny." Tai'a said, but when he saw the uncomprehending expression on Beiguan Weibu's face, he suddenly lost interest in explaining.
After organizing his words, Tai'a said: "You can't understand many of them anyway, but you only need to pay attention to one thing now, and that is to always observe the color of this cloud. It is now two-color. When will it change? into seven colors, you will wake me up."
"Wake up?" The others didn't understand, but Beiguan Weibu was stunned.
Tai'a nodded, and black flames gradually ignited on his body, and said: "There is a slight change in your future plans. Your luck is simply not that good, so I have to make another plan. The first one, you are seventy When I reach level 1, I will wake up automatically. The second step is to wait for this cloud to turn into seven colors, then you will wake me up. I am going to retreat." After that, without waiting for Beiguan Weibu to finish, The black flames exploded, and Tai'a's figure completely disappeared into the space.
Beiguan Weibu couldn't help but feel a little heavy in his heart. Tai'a's abnormal behavior made him a little uneasy, but he didn't feel a crisis from his words.
Also, after talking for a long time, he still didn’t understand what “luck” was? luck?
Sighing, Beiguan Weibu exited the cultivation state.
