"Yuan Qingli, do you know how to play this?"
"If throwing sandbags counts, then I have been tempered for a long time."
Yuan Qingli forced out a smile.
In Lu Xingyun's opinion, it was comparable to the smile of the God of Death.
The clowns around them moved slowly, surrounding the two of them.
Escape was impossible.
"Next, let's witness the lady's performance together!"
"I believe that just like the first level, the candidate who will become the first female clown will definitely give us a big surprise."
Lu Xingyun pinched his eyebrows.
He turned around and looked at the green clown, debating: "Can we let her practice her skills?"
"Well, emotionally speaking I can, but the Clown King won't let me."
Lu Xingyun: "..."
"Come on." Yuan Qingli drew the flying sword from the clown's body.
Uncoagulated blood spurted out and splashed on the cheongsam.
The turquoise cheongsam has a few more bright colors, making it look even more cold.
puff.
Another splash.
puff.
Blood splashed onto his face, like a blurred landscape painting.
Yuan Qingli didn't wipe it off, letting the dark red slide down her cheeks.
"Don't worry, I'm sure."
Yuan Qingli drew the last flying sword.
His body had changed from green to dark red, like a blood demon coming out of the depths of the blood sea.
Lu Xingyun looked at Yuan Qingli's red eyes and was speechless.
Taking a deep breath, he slightly raised the corners of his mouth.
It is completely different from the previous gags, with a calm and relaxed appearance.
"I believe you."
Lu Xingyun stood next to the clown and pulled off the red cloth from the clown's forehead.
The clown, who lost the support of his flying sword, finally fell to the ground with a thud.
Holding both ends of the red cloth, there was just a hole in the middle.
That was what was left from the forehead hit just now.
In addition to the red color, there is also a bit of "white tofu" on top.
Through the hole, Lu Xingyun saw Yuan Qingli on the opposite side turning around confidently, even without covering her eyes.
"Oh~~This lady is going to perform. She flings the sword behind her. This is definitely the performance of the century!"
"We have been training for twenty years, and no one has ever succeeded in it in one go."
I believe that the green clown will definitely have a better future if he becomes a host.
Seeing Yuan Qingli turn around, Lu Xingyun smiled and took off the red cloth: "I just watched her performance."
That graceful figure gives people a calmness like Mount Tai.
All the eyes of the audience were focused on Yuan Qingli.
She was calm and calm, holding an entire flying sword in her right hand.
The delicate little hands are slightly lacking.
The ten sword hilts are too crowded in the hand, and they are ready to run away at any time.
"Wow, my God, this lady is actually going to throw ten flying swords at once. I, I, I, am about to witness a historic moment!"
The green clown's voice rose and began to break, unable to hide his excitement.
"Is the legendary Ten Stars Continuous Execution about to appear?"
Everyone was aroused and stared intently.
His pupils were flashing with excitement.
Yuan Qingli took his time.
His right hand was raised, with more than two hundred glances.
Then he swung backwards gracefully, and ten daggers flew together.
The green light is like a shadow, and the lightning is like thunder.
"Clang, clang, clang..."
The flying swords were scattered on the ground, and his jaw dropped to the ground.
"..." The green clown opened his mouth wide and couldn't squeeze out a word for a long time.
Lu Xingyun originally thought about this girl Yuan Qingli pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
Even he wanted to see the other party's miraculous skills.
But got such a result.
The smile on his face was slightly stiff.
"Excuse me, can we start the third level?"
Yuan Qingli ignored everyone's stunned looks of surprise, fear, disgust, and asked the green clown.
"This...can't be done."
The Joker mused.
Yuan Qingli asked patiently: "Excuse me, what is the test in this level?"
"Throw the flying sword." The clown said without thinking.
"Are you going to throw it at him?" Yuan Qingli raised his hand and pointed at Lu Xingyun.
Lu Xingyun's smile grew stronger at this time, and his eyes were full of appreciation.
Who says beauty and wisdom can't coexist, there's one right in front of you.
"No. If you throw it away... it will fail." The clown also discovered the problem.
"So, can I pass?"
"Yes, yes."
The clown struggled to say these two words.
Although Yuan Qingli still has a flying sword in his hand, there is no need to tell it.
It just adds to the embarrassment.
