Unfortunately, in front of tens of thousands of people, Kasha, who originally planned to stage a touching teacher-student relationship and show his compassionate side, did not do so.
When she stretched out her hand to Seatik, tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes, and she was choked with sobs. Seatik, who was crying in pain, slowly closed her eyes, revealing a sleeping face as innocent and comfortable as a child's.
"..."
The outstretched hand froze in mid-air. From an angle that no one else could see, Kasha stared at Seattle Ke with murderous eyes - it was obviously a great opportunity for him to change his image and make a big comeback, but this guy was so unwilling. Interesting, it seems that there is still a lack of training.
but……
She looked at Seattle's sleeping face, helplessly scratched her burgundy hair, and couldn't help but smile. This was the first time she had seen Seattle's peaceful sleeping face.
I still clearly remember what Carlos and Seattle looked like ten years ago when they were still receiving her training in the training camp with their noses wet.
Seattlek is usually carefree and aggressive. Although his smooth head is big, it seems like he can't hold anything on his mind. Only Kasha knows that when he sleeps at night, Seattlek never stops having nightmares. I didn’t want others to know, so I moved my tent far away and refused to let anyone get close to me when I was sleeping.
Carlos, on the other hand, is the opposite of Seattle. At the age of twelve or thirteen, he gives people a calm and majestic feeling. His childish face rarely shows a smile, but he is always meticulous and has a calm gaze. , giving people a feeling of being unable to figure it out.
But the little guy who likes to act mature when he is sleeping is revealed. Carlos was sleeping very restlessly. Not only can I kick the quilt. Who talks in sleep. I also snore occasionally. I would stay in bed in the morning and every time I went to wake him up. I often don't see him in bed and the bed is lifted. At some point, Carlos rolled under the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
If you meet that person. Carlo he...
He cocked his head and thought for a while. Kasha shook his head. Grasp the wings of Seattle's assault helmet that extend outward from the ears. Then he lifted his head up like he was dragging a dead cow by its horns.
"Huh--"
Look back. She made a sound of surprise. Xiang didn't know when he got up from the ground. Carlos said hello as he staggered towards him.
"Yo. Are you still alive?"
"..."
There was a hint of helplessness in Carlos's eyes, but he did not defend Xia's vicious tongue. He had seen Xia's vicious tongue countless times when he was a child. After a childhood full of bitterness, he had a high immunity to Xia's bad traits.
From the end of the battle to now, after more than ten minutes of discussion by the angel referee, his physical strength has recovered a little, and he can finally stand up straight.
This is one of the reasons why the Angel referee judged Carlos as the winner. If the half-health rule was ignored and the game continued, Carlos would stand up first and continue to attack.
"Can you still move around? Why don't you give me a hand? You're welcome. After all, you are also my student. It's okay to act coquettishly to the teacher occasionally, hahaha——"
Seeing Carlos clutching his chest and stumbling on his feet, Kasha couldn't help laughing, trying to exude the glory of a gardener.
Seeing the helmet wings being grabbed by Kasha, his head and neck being lifted up in the air, and Seatik being dragged across the ground like a dead dog from his chest and abdomen down, Carlos chose silence again.
This is no longer a matter of being coquettish or not. If you are dragged away like this in the eyes of tens of thousands of people, you always feel that you will lose something important.
"Is Seattle OK?"
In order to avoid the fate of being dragged away, Carlos looked at the fainted Seattle and asked, changing the subject.
"Well, it's okay to say yes, but it's okay to say no." Kasha sighed.
It is said that it is because the psychological shadow that Seattle has endured since childhood seems to have been relieved a lot. Of course, it is impossible to dispel the nightmare that has tortured him for decades just because there are nearly 10,000 barbarians outside the stadium roaring a few times. , this kind of plot can only appear in novels.
However, this is a good trend after all. As more and more people accept him and respect him, the hatred in his heart for his cowardice and incompetence, as well as the severely distorted obsession because of it, will slowly fade away. Slowness is solved, time is the universal healing medicine.
Well, as I said before, Seattle, whose brain structure is not very complex in the first place, is very likely to have an N-level concussion or something. If his IQ drops by several dozen, he might even suffer from partial amnesia. Classic plot.
After listening to Kasha's explanation, Carlos nodded slightly. For adventurers, as long as they are alive, there is no problem. As for lowered IQ, brain amnesia, etc., well, this... is not easy to say.
"Your body can't bear it now. Go back and have a good rest." Kasha glanced at Carlos and dragged Seattle's head away from the ring, leaving a long drag mark on the ground...
"..."
"What's wrong?" Kasha turned around and asked Carlos, who seemed unwilling to leave.
"You should send Seattle back home first. I want to watch the next game before we talk." Carlos was silent for a while and said silently.
"It turns out that you will also feel pressure when facing those two people. Humph, seeing how you always have a straight face, I thought you wouldn't take them to heart. I thought that after defeating Seattle Lake, I’ve already grasped the championship with half my hand.”
The old drunkard looked very interested. For her who was playing games in life, Carlos, who always had a serious and silent face, did not look like he was taught by her at all, which made her feel that she had "lost face". , so it was a rare opportunity to joke about it, and of course she couldn't let it go.
"Yes, these two are very strong, and in the battle with Seattle, all my trump cards were revealed. I have to take a closer look at their true strength."
Carlos was not moved by Kasha's teasing, but nodded honestly.
"Hmph, that's boring." Kasha snorted before continuing.
"If you are staying to observe their strength, then there is no need."
"Why?"
Carlos showed a slightly confused expression. The two people competing in the next match were the Amazon Sharna who was taught by Teacher Kasha and had the same love as mother and daughter (?) with Kasha, and the last one of Kasha. Student Lu Yi Wu Fan (this name is a bit strange, does it come from some unknown small tribe).
In his opinion, the strength of the two people is not too far apart. If they don't use all their strength, they will not be able to defeat each other. This is a good opportunity for him to find out the enemy's situation. Why does Kasha say this?
"Let's go and get confused here. I'll explain it to you later." Kasha glanced at Carlos and signaled him to follow, and then continued to drag poor Seattlek forward.
I have followed Kasha for many years,
Carlos could still tell if he was joking, so although he was thinking: He followed Kasha's words and left with heavy steps, Kasha was right. His physical strength had long been exhausted, and now he was completely relying on his own will. My eyes are a little dark when I stand.
Compared with the slightly warm scene of the three masters and apprentices in Kasha, the atmosphere here seems to be full of money.
"Oh oh oh~~I win Luo."
The moment the angel referee declared Carlos the winner, the wide-eyed little ghost also cheered and gathered all the treasures on the ground in front of him. After thinking about it, he pulled Linya beside me and hugged them all together. Showing a happy and intoxicated expression.
"..."
Did this little guy forget something?
In order to let her fully realize the truth, I reached out my hand and gently pulled her soft face to both sides.
"Woo~~" The little guy immediately screamed, looking at me with his silver eyes, looking pitiful as if you were bullying me again.
"It seems you are the only one who wins."
I coughed twice, pointed at Sarah, and then at myself. Except for the little ghost, Sarah and I were the ones who won by buying Carlos, and the other three were Princess Sanwu, Little Fox, and Lena. , but it was on top of Seattle, exactly three to three.
"What belongs to Xiao Fan and Xiao Sarah doesn't belong to everyone yet, so I will be the temporary custodian... Wow!!"
The little ghost, who was attacked by my hand knife again, let out a mournful cry, hugged his trembling head like a hamster, and gave me a sinister look with the look you remembered for me.
"Let me tell you, even though it is called gambling, isn't the happiest moment when the spoils are divided? You can't deprive us of the fun."
I confidently took the bets in front of the little ghost, including Linya, and reached back to look at the bets that exuded golden light, and then looked at Linya who looked at me with a red face. I pondered for a moment, and the white and white color in my mind Black is fighting fiercely.
"The little ghost is right, we are all one family, there is nothing to separate us from each other, I will keep these for now." Finally, the black took over my brain, I said this, and stretched out my hand toward the bet with lightning speed. The magic hand.
But someone moved faster. Before his hand touched anything, there was a burst of pain. After a closer look, it turned out that it was the little ghost who opened his white and shining teeth and bit the back of my hand, and then smoothly Bite the back of your hand upwards...
In the end, with Sarah's mediation, the three of us finally divided the spoils. In the end, it was a tragedy that I got the share. The little fox pushed me out of the bet and lost to me... What a gaffeful victory this was! !
In fact, the little ghost wanted to pick "me" away first, but seeing her malicious eyes and thinking about the days of being a cow and a horse after being "picked" by her, I broke out in a cold sweat and took out a family. The power of the Lord picked him away first.
By the way, can anyone help me straighten out what I just said - in order to avoid letting the little ghost pick out the little fox and make me a bet, so as the winner, I will first put myself as the bet. Picked away...
What kind of world is this? A slave society? At this moment, as the winner, I shed tears of regret under the indifferent expression of the loser.
Then, the little ghost took away Princess Sanwu’s antique gold coins, while Sarah laughed at Lena’s great prophecy. As a bet, Linya felt that her life was free and she couldn’t help but breathed a sigh of relief. Princess Sanwu was rich and powerful. Regardless of the gold coin, the little fox didn't lose anything anyway and didn't care. Lena was even more smiling and still calm.
Is this bet really a tragic stage that only belongs to me (kneel down)?
"Okay, Xiaofan, it's your turn to play."
Seeing the third master and apprentice of Kasha disappear on the ring, the little ghost who had finished dividing the spoils blinked his long eyelashes a few times, looking satisfied, and then suddenly reminded me.
"Idiot, don't tell me such a cruel truth." The blow that made me worse made me hold my head and shake it in distress to throw all the events that were waiting for me out of my memory.
"Even if you escape now, it's already too late."
The little ghost looked at me and seemed amused by my ostrich-like escape from reality. He pointed his little finger towards Sister Sharna. She glanced at me, holding a spear in her hand, and was already heading towards the ring. Walked over.
"Why does my opponent have to be my sister? Why does my opponent have to be my sister? I would rather be an old drunkard instead, wuwu~~"
I continued to refuse to accept the facts, wailing and urging the little ghost, and walked in the direction of the ring dejectedly.
"By the way, don't you want to continue gambling?"
After walking a few steps, I suddenly turned around and looked at the little ghost curiously. This was not like her character, especially my battle. If she didn't take the gamble properly, she would be unworthy of the piercing-eyed candidate Saint Alice. This is a great title.
Unexpectedly, when I said this, they also looked at me in surprise.
"It turns out that Xiaofan doesn't know anything yet.
"
The little ghost looked at me, his beautiful silver pupils showing a bit of helplessness.
"Brother Wu, you are indeed a little slow." Linya also pursed her lips, with a knowing smile on her lips.
"Brother, there is no place to bet in this battle." Even little Sarah seemed to know something, blinking at me with eyes as bright as diamonds.
Am I the only one who knows nothing? What's going on with this feeling of isolation? What are they hiding from me?
"Little Vilas teaches us how to take care of him. Xiaofan, you can go with peace of mind. You will be back soon."
Before I could ask clearly, the angel referee's urging voice had already sounded on the ring. After listening to the little ghost's last message with my head full of confusion, I reluctantly entered the ring.
Looking around, I saw that the arena, which had just been nearly turned upside down by the two great saboteurs Carlos and Seattle, had been completely repaired, and it was still covered with green grass.
The realm-level magic shield that was on the verge of collapse was revived. It only took a moment. People have to admire the angel clan's methods. In the original world's terms: they are simply not at the same level of civilization as us.
At the same time, the whispers of the adventurers outside the arena also reached my ears. After listening carefully for a while, I understood why these adventurers were so excited.
If Carlos and Seattle were the most exciting battles so far, then the one between my sister and I was the one with the strongest flavor of gossip.
From time to time, you can hear such conversations among adventurers.
"Have you heard? The two people in this game, Amazon Sharna and Druid Wu Fan, are two siblings." Adventurer A pretended to be mysterious and revealed the gossip to the other party.
"Really? Could it be that you made a mistake?"
Adventurer B's questioning tone gave him an aura that was clearly burning with the spirit of gossip.
“It’s absolutely unmistakable. This is true in Rogge Camp and Lugoin’s adventurers.
It's no secret anymore. "
Adventurer A was like dry firewood. When he met the fire of B, he was also ignited in response. The temperature around the two of them was obviously much higher.
"There's something exciting to watch now, the battle between siblings, what an exciting scene, ah, my soul is already on fire." Adventurer B exploded again with his original momentum and transformed into a Super Saiyan Three generations of people have opened the Kaleidoscope Bagua Eye.
"However, I have always felt a little strange..." Adventurer A's sudden words finally curbed B's tendency to explode indefinitely.
"Look at the two of them, they look nothing alike inside and out. Are they really siblings?"
"That's right, that's a little strange to me. You see, Sharna is the most beautiful and perfect woman I have ever seen, and her brother is..."
The two of them were silent for a while, and then they spoke to each other. Adjectives came out of their mouths like sharp arrows piercing my heart.
"As the name suggests, people are equal..."
"Wow, the cloak is also very old-fashioned. Just call him the man in the cloak..."
"And he has the aura of a master. Is he really the druid who defeated Muradin?"
"Fortunately, I bought Sharna and won..."
"It's okay, okay, so am I..."
"..."
Can I stretch these two bastards before the game starts?
Taking a deep breath, I strode towards the center of the ring, where Sister Sharna was already standing opposite, holding a spear and her long golden hair flying in the wind. She stood tall and slender, with a cold and solemn expression, exuding An indescribable sense of oppression, as dazzling as the female war goddess.
Seeing this scene, even I had a sense of identity with the whispers of the adventurers just now. If I were to watch this game from an outsider's perspective, comparing the two people, I would probably immediately place the bet on my sister. .
Seeing me walking up listlessly, my sister's iceberg-like pretty face finally showed a smile. She slightly moved the hair that was flying in the wind to the base of her ears, and looked at me with her sea-blue eyes.
"Brother, you are not acting like this. Raise your head and stand up straight."
I subconsciously cheered up, raised my head and looked towards my sister, and immediately noticed something strange that I had just seen but didn't realize until now.
My sister's hair is not tied up with her golden metal hair. The golden hair is flying in the sun. No wonder it feels more dazzling than usual. Having said that, does my sister want to fight me in this state?
Seeing my sister and I taking our positions, we couldn't help but think of the thundering cheers outside the stadium. We could clearly feel a gossip soul pouring out of these cheerers and soaring into the sky. Even the angels were interested in the adventurers. Inexplicable enthusiasm and a look of surprise.
"Are you two ready?" the angel referee stood in the center, glanced left and right, and then asked routinely.
I nodded with difficulty, and my sister calmly indicated that there was no problem.
"Then I announce that the second game of the semi-finals, Druid Wu Fan versus Amazon Sharna, the game will begin."
After saying that, the angel referee with a criminal record once again jumped into the sky with a god-like speed and a slight sense of joy, but now I am too lazy to complain.
After the angel referee disappeared, my sister and I met each other's eyes. My sister's eyes had a hint of a teasing smile, and she seemed to be observing me carefully, which made me even more nervous. I shook hands subconsciously, but found that even the weapon was not attached. None were taken out.
Then, he continued to realize that he had not put on all the equipment, and he was in a "****" state. I was afraid that Sister Sharna would have to step down if she used a skill.
But it doesn’t matter. Sister Sharna will not do this. Besides, she is also not wearing any equipment. She is wearing a simple light outfit with a red cloak and a long gun in her hand, which is still the same as the one in the old drunkard’s hand. Plant the mass-produced goods sold in bundles instead of her golden spear.
Well, the atmosphere is a bit strange. The game has obviously started for a while, but my sister and I still haven’t changed into our equipment, and we have some or no weapons in our hands. We stand facing each other, and it looks like we are playing a staring game.
Some adventurers have begun to have sex secretly. Although there is no movement between these two people on the surface, privately they have started a fierce confrontation. The undercurrent is surging, it is extremely thrilling, and the battle is invisible. A master is worthy of being a master.
Of course, there are only a few adventurers with such rich imaginations, and most adventurers are already impatient to wait.
It is not an option to continue like this.
I sighed, and suddenly felt the urge to laugh, and then raised the corners of my mouth - What was I worrying about? In fact, didn't the answer already exist?
I once said that no matter what, the weapons in my hands would not be aimed at Vilas and the others, including my sister.
Although I am really looking forward to fighting Carlos in my heart, this does not mean that I have to win this game to realize my wish. The same goes for finding Carlos in private. I believe that this senior brother will not deny me face. Of course, Even if he really doesn't want to give it, when the time comes, I can at most be shameless and just start fighting.
As for the final reward, the sacred potion I need does not have to be obtained by winning. If Sister Sharna wins the championship, it goes without saying. Even if Carlos unfortunately wins, I can get a few bottles from him. There's no problem, anyway, Carlos is alone and can't use ten bottles. The most he can do is drain a little blood.
Of course, even if the above factors are ignored, I will not point the weapon at my sister for any big reason. To me, it is undoubtedly a betrayal of faith and cruelty.
No wonder the little ghosts and the others took it for granted, thinking that there was no suspense in this game at all. It turned out that they had seen through my personality. As expected, bystanders knew better.
After understanding all this, my heart suddenly became enlightened, and the original panic and helplessness disappeared. I glanced at my sister, and she still looked at me with a gentle smile. She subconsciously played with the spear in her hand, as if she was very touched. Interested in the various reactions I showed.
Taking a deep breath, I raised my right hand to the Angel referee.
"I... abstain."
Huh?
When did my...my voice turn into a female voice? And it’s a very familiar girl? I suddenly panicked. Is it rare that my body was finally eroded by the virus from Feini’s transvestite, leading to a strange ending?
However, I quickly realized that the word "abstain" uttered by a familiar female voice was not spoken by me, but by Sister Sharna opposite.
She raised her right hand just like me, but she came first and spoke before me.
My brain was suddenly confused. How could this be possible?
A strong sister, a sister who never bows her head, how could she say the words "abstain" from the mouth of such a high-ranking sister like a queen?
