National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

After a few days, everyone is basically familiar with the situation outside the Trial Tower.

fighting? Don't be surprised.

Are there any trialists passing by who are looking for trouble? Just give him a beating.

Take the initiative to make friends or invite to join the team? This is unnecessary. Regardless of whether they are sincere or not, they want to move in one direction and do not intend to stop and spend time with people.

Those who wanted to follow them gave up after a short time.

It's not that they are too indifferent... Well, people's hearts are unpredictable, and the testers don't even look like humans. It's even harder to tell what they are thinking, so it's better to be cautious.

The person Jiang Yuan was looking for in the detector seemed to have been in the same place. What if he ran away at some point?

So I am still a little impatient and have no intention of getting along with others.

In short, everyone is used to seeing the huge melee in front of them.

"Jiang Yuan, is the guy you mentioned as a possible friend here?"

Yidou pointed forward and asked.

Jiang Yuan raised the detector and enlarged the map to confirm the location, then nodded: "It's right inside."

"Then there's no way."

Idou nodded with a serious expression.

He suddenly spread his legs and put his hands on his knees, stretching his body like a game standby action.

Standing up straight, the Zhuanwu red horn stone pestle appeared in his hand, and he took a deep breath——

"Hahahahahahahaha, then let me suppress this battle with my coolness!"

Before he finished speaking, he waved his weapon and rushed forward without forgetting to remind everyone behind him.

"Leave it to me, you don't need to take action, just stand by and admire the heroic appearance of this Arataki, who is famous in the world as the Ghost King Idou!"

"..."

Everyone looked at each other and stopped silently.

Since Idou wants to fight on his own, leave it to him.

As for heroic appearance and so on, it can indeed be called that.

As mentioned before, for some reason the trialists in the world outside the Tower of Trial are not as powerful as everyone expected, but can be suppressed by them almost easily.

With the strength of a fight, he specially came to burst into the melee just to show off his coolness. It can be said that he is like a tiger descending from the mountain, and like a wolf entering the flock of sheep.

The golden shadow that symbolizes the Ghost King behind him exudes majesty. The weapon in his hand is covered by the power of the rock element and turns into the Ghost King's golden broken stick. Every time he swings it, a dazzling afterimage will be left in the air.

I saw that each of the strange-looking testers was easily knocked away, falling on the testers next to them or in an open space, unable to move.

Soon, Yidou entered the center of the battle, and behind him were two pairs of testers, one on the left and one on the right.

Some of them were wailing powerlessly, and some were simply knocked unconscious and lost consciousness.

After several days of fighting, the experienced Yidou had already mastered the attack power just right. While it would not kill them, they would not be able to struggle anyway.

"This guy is quite handsome like this."

Paimon crossed his arms over his chest and commented slowly.

"The word heroic can barely be used to describe it."

"Hahahaha, little Paimon, I heard you secretly compliment me."

Yidou's laughter came from the front. The weapon in his hand returned to the red horn stone pestle. The hand without the weapon was placed on the shoulder of a humanoid creature to suppress it.

"Hmph," Paimon raised his chin, "You are really good, but you just don't have a good brain and you have a mouth."

"Ouch, you little Pangolin!" Yidou immediately said the nickname he had given Paimeng, and was about to start a fight with Paimeng again. He put a heavy force in his hand, and heard a scream of terror in his ears.

Bickering seems to have become a recreational activity for Paimon and Yidou. If they don't fight a few words and call each other nicknames every day, they seem to feel uncomfortable.

"Are you okay?" Yi Dou raised his hand in a hurry, forgetting to argue with Paimon.

He raised his hand, and the humanoid creature fell to his knees with a plop, mumbling a long list of words that were obviously begging for mercy, and stretched out his arms to hug Idou's legs.

Yidou was so startled that he took a few steps back and dodged his outstretched arm.

"You, uh," Yidou looked at Jiang Yuan, "I didn't understand what he said?"

"Is this guy the person you are looking for?"

"……Yes."

Jiang Yuan looked at the figure kneeling on the ground and kowtowing inquiringly.

It's strange that this person's language was not translated, and Jiang Yuan heard his original language.

Judging from the appearance, this is indeed a person, a yellow man, and he looks familiar.

The light screen map showed that this was the contestant Jiang Yuan was looking for.

But listening to the uniquely emphasized language and the "Smecta" mixed in it, Jiang Yuan and the audience in the live broadcast room determined together——

This is a contestant from Korea.

Naturally, the contestant from Korea was familiar with Jiang Yuan. Yi Dou came over not understanding his behavior, and his eyes followed him, his expression changing several times in an instant.

First, he saw Jiang Yuan's face and Paimon flying next to him and thought briefly.

What followed was a moment of rejection.

Perhaps thinking of his own situation, the brief rejection quickly turned into conspicuous joy and kindness.

The words in his mouth also changed into Chinese with a strange accent.

"It's you, Jiang Yuan!"

"It's great that I finally meet you! I adore you!"

Jiang Yuan looked calmly as he watched the Korean man in front of him get up and run over, raising his hand to give him a hug.

He took a step back to avoid the false embrace. Sure enough, the other party's expression of joy was distorted for a moment.

worship? Not necessarily.

Maybe this guy thought he was hiding it well, but in fact everyone present could not see the fakeness of his acting skills?

The audience in the live broadcast room also gave the identity of this contestant.

Jiang Yuan glanced at it without looking at the name, and saw his identity.

It is said that he came from some army. His figure is indeed strong, but his face is yellow, and he seems to be hungry.

He was able to enter this place because his strength was uncertain and his identity was not simple. He was jointly selected by some plutocrats in the Goryeo Kingdom.

Come to think of it, the attitude of the guy in front of me towards Jiang Yuan is the same as the attitude of the people of Korea towards Jiang Yuan.

A classic quote from an outstanding lawyer suddenly came to Jiang Yuan's mind, and was automatically translated into the lightness he was currently experiencing.

If I see a contestant being beaten, do I have an obligation to save him? No.

I am also a contestant, do I have the obligation to save him? nor.

But I saved my life and took a closer look after defeating the other testers——

Ouch, why is it you!

I'm gone and don't care anymore.

Yes, that's what he thinks now.

There is more than one contestant, right? He must be the only one who wants to save the earth, right?

This guy can't be killed, but he doesn't care. That's not wrong, right?

While thinking about it, Jiang Yuan had been staring calmly at the Korean tester in front of him for a long time, looking at him so hard that he couldn't keep the smile on his face.

He withdrew his gaze, no longer looked at the other person, and said warmly to his companions: "Let's go and find my friends."