Electromagnetic Tyrant

Chapter 146 Zhao Manying’s inner demons

"You can't find me."

Ji Xinghuo shook his head calmly, with a smile on his lips.

He originally wanted to tell her that his identity didn't matter, he was just making friends, and he was not some mysterious big shot.

But it would be fun to tease her a bit.

"Then what if I find it?" Zhao Manying seemed to find it interesting to find an identity, and played it as a game.

Ji Xinghuo smiled and said, "If you find it, make a friend."

"Are we not friends now?" Zhao Manying's voice suddenly changed. Ji Xinghuo immediately recognized that this was her original voice. It was highly recognizable, clear and sweet, but her tone was completely different from usual. It was charming and seductive, and she obviously spoke with a high voice on purpose.

"Stop pinching."

Ji Xinghuo almost stopped laughing and said seriously: "Of course not, we are just netizens."

"Hahaha..." Zhao Manying couldn't help laughing, she recovered her normal voice, and asked, "Are you a stranger on the ladder?"

The last day of February.

"So fast?"

If she confirmed that she was on the ladder, the search scope would be narrowed down to only a few dozen people, and then screened by gender, and she said she lived in Chang'an just now, then it would be very close to the truth.

She is a martial arts master, and the only rank higher than this is the title of Martial Saint.

"Stronger than you?" Ji Xinghuo asked curiously.

He got up, washed and ate, went out to the exercise room to practice for the whole afternoon, and went online when he got home in the evening. As soon as he entered the martial arts platform, he received an invitation from Zhao Manying, who pulled him into the martial arts room.

This night, the two only played a dozen games, but they made more progress than the first night. Ji Xinghuo didn't need to frequently activate micro-sensing, so he was able to persevere easily.

Ji Xinghuo crawled onto the bed, fell asleep, and slept until noon.

Moreover, the title of Martial Saint is more like an honor to commend a person's achievements in martial arts. Not every Martial Saint can crush a martial arts master.

Every time she thought she had a chance to win, she always fell just short. In martial arts, the slightest difference may seem small, but in fact it is as insurmountable as a chasm. If each move is one move behind, then it is a gap in rank.

He came out of the virtual login cabin and breathed a sigh of relief. He had been fighting with Zhao Manying for a whole night. He actually couldn't stand it anymore.

Ji Xinghuo slashed open Zhao Manying's long sword, punched out with his left hand, and struck her throat like lightning. His strength exploded, and the winner was decided.

"That's it for today." Ji Xinghuo shook his head, "I'm going to start today's practice."

Zhao Manying had no expression on her face. She stood there with her eyes closed and meditated, reviewing the gains and losses of the previous game in her mind. After a few minutes, she opened her eyes and said, "Come again."

"I've been online since six o'clock." Zhao Manying curled her lips, "The interview ended early today, so I went ahead of schedule."

After this night's battle, Ji Xinghuo felt that even if he didn't have the Myriad Star Pupils, and didn't activate the microscopic perception, he still had the level of nine-dan martial arts.

The invincible confidence in her heart was shaken.

The martial arts room has a video playback function. It can record every previous battle, shoot it from different angles, and then play it back at slow speed. You can see many details, which is very convenient.

"How is that possible!" Zhao Manying snorted, her invincible self-confidence evident in words, "I am ranked number one in the ladder. Under the legend, no one in the world is my opponent." She looked at Ji Xinghuo, "Including you."

A large screen appeared in front of him and started to play the battle just now.

"Farewell."

More than an hour later, Ji Xinghuo won three games in a row.

Zhao Manying could not imagine that there was a 24-year-old Martial Saint on earth!

The more you fight, the more afraid you will be, the more afraid you will lose, and the more you lose, the weaker you will be.

"Why can't we still win?" Zhao Manying looked helpless. Looking at Ji Xinghuo who seemed to be very relaxed, he suddenly suggested: "If we don't communicate or review the game after the game, will the efficiency be a little worse? Otherwise, we will play every game. Let’s discuss it all and make progress together?”

Two completely different images overlapped, like a most familiar stranger.

Ji Xinghuo spread his hands, "That can't be helped, I don't know."

She entered the martial arts room, looked at her surroundings and said, "Let's get started."

Ji Xinghuo left the practice room after saying two words and went offline directly.

Ji Xinghuo quit the ring and created a private room. The environment is no longer the ring, but an antique martial arts arena. It is located on the top of the peak, with a wide view of the surroundings. people.

Ji Xinghuo invited Zhao Manying.

This is one of the reasons why everyone likes to fight on virtual platforms.

After each battle, he must immediately turn off his microscopic perception to reduce the consumption of star power, and wait for a few minutes to recover before turning it on again.

There are ten thousand people on the ladder, including himself and Zhao Manying, there are about thirty people who are 24 years old this year, and all of them are geniuses.

And there is no limit to the number of people, you can pull in all your friends.

Losing on purpose will not break your inner demons.

She didn't ask Ji Xinghuo for contact information any more, just exchanged a few words, and then started calling.

"I'll try my best to be online before eight o'clock." Zhao Manying suddenly laughed, "otherwise you can give me your contact information so that I can notify you if there are any changes."

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, hehe..." Zhao Manying already knew Ji Xinghuo very well. I can't beat you once, it will become my demon."

That kind of mental pressure is very taxing on the mind.

Ji Xinghuo thought for a while, "Yes."

She has the same idea as Ji Xinghuo, and also wants to defeat Ji Xinghuo to prove herself.

The two immediately started fighting.

"It's not that I want to run, but it's seven o'clock in the morning." Ji Xinghuo said helplessly.

"it is good!"

Zhao Manying stared at Ji Xinghuo seriously, and said softly: "I have never lost so much in my life, and I still lost to the same person. In the past month or so, I feel that my martial arts strength is improving, but you are also improving, and the improvement is faster than I'm faster and bigger, and I want to beat you harder and harder."

Then he and Ji Xinghuo fought fiercely all night for twelve hours.

However, Zhao Manying still couldn't finish it, her face finally revealed her true emotions, neither reconciled nor convinced.She fought with Ji Xinghuo dozens of times, but they were all defeated!

It was thought that the two sides were evenly matched opponents, but it turned out to be one-sided.

"Ok."

Ji Xinghuo issued a direct challenge, and victory was the best counterattack.

Ji Xinghuo immediately noticed Zhao Manying's improvement. It was very subtle, but martial arts was the result of little progress and training.

Ji Xinghuo smiled noncommittally, but did not refute.

However, with her intelligence, she would definitely find that she had let herself go, which would make her unhappy.

The two stood in front of the screen and watched carefully, pausing and zooming in from time to time, pointing out the problem at that moment, what the countermeasures were, which side was right and which side was wrong, and whether there were any problems with their thinking. They all discussed in detail and communicated frankly about themselves. idea.

"See you tonight, still at eight o'clock."

"Another one?"

Zhao Manying is already online at eight o'clock every night.

"I've lost five hundred games to you in a row, and I didn't win once."

"Yes..." Zhao Manying didn't know what Ji Xinghuo was thinking, so she nodded and said, "I have seen some very powerful strangers, but for various reasons, their names are not on the ladder."

It refers to a person who is a stranger in competition and loses to the same opponent many times, gradually forming a subconscious fear psychologically, thus affecting self-confidence and strength.

"Have."

Ji Xinghuo smiled and said, "That's normal. I'm better than you."

Soon it was daylight again.

Inner demon is a commonly used word in the league.

Martial arts is like playing chess. If you compete with high-level opponents, your level will improve quickly. If you play too many bad chess players, you will become a bad chess player and even integrate into the ranks.

But the progress she made this night was real and hearty. It was greater than her progress in the past six months, and she had the idea to keep playing.

"What time?" Ji Xinghuo asked.

After the summary, we will fight again.

Go to bed at eight o'clock in the morning and sleep for three to four hours. After getting up, go to the exercise room to practice until night. After eating dinner outside, go home and log in to the martial arts platform at eight o'clock.

From mid-January to the end of February, Ji Xinghuo spent his time like this.

Minutes later, Ji Xinghuo added one victory.

Moreover, opponents like Zhao Manying are so rare that the rewards from one battle can be equal to a hundred battles with others.

At night, I can get close to her again.

Ji Xinghuo went online at eight o'clock, and when he entered the martial arts room, he saw Zhao Manying. As usual, he chatted casually and started fighting.

With no spectators and no friends, the two were immersed in a fierce battle that was evenly matched, and time passed unknowingly.

"Why are you here now?" Zhao Manying asked.

"I'm not a competitive person. You can't meet me on the field, and I won't become your inner demon." Ji Xinghuo had never thought about this before, and he would have let it go if he had known about it.

Ji Xinghuo still didn't refute.

The battle lasted for a few minutes, but the review lasted nearly half an hour.

"It's not that serious, is it?" Ji Xinghuo saw that she didn't seem to be joking.

Although Zhao Manying still doesn't know Ji Xinghuo's true identity, in more than a month of contact, the two have become more and more familiar with each other. From time to time, they will tell him some things in their lives, their views on the current news, exchanges and discussions, Sometimes the arguments can be fierce, but we can always seek common ground while reserving differences and understand each other.

He was about to resume, when Zhao Manying suddenly said: "Five hundred games."

There is only one way to break the inner demon, and that is to defeat this opponent.

This ranking is actually very conspicuous sometimes, and you can match the number by checking the news materials a little.

"It has nothing to do with the competition." Zhao Manying said seriously: "This has something to do with my martial arts and evolution. You are the inner demon in my life."

"No, you are just better at martial arts than me." Zhao Manying has accepted this, but not everything.

It can be seen that the defeat in martial arts just now did not affect her confidence at all. Either she did not exert her full strength, or she felt that martial arts was only a part of her own strength.

Moreover, he is the last one on the ladder.

The two made an appointment, and Ji Xinghuo exited the virtual login cabin, feeling less tired than yesterday, and went to the exercise room to practice after a two-hour rest.

But it's all worth it.

A wave of fatigue washed over me.

This kind of space is specially used for private competition and practice. The victory or defeat will not be counted into the points. People call it the "martial arts room".

No matter what she is busy with during the day, interviews, team training or personal affairs, sometimes she will participate in the live broadcast arranged by the club, but at eight o'clock in the evening, she will always be online on time.

"Want to run after winning?"

The night passed in the blink of an eye.

"See you tonight."

Ji Xinghuo glanced at the time, it was only a few minutes before eight o'clock, she seemed a little impatient, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

During the day, Ji Xinghuo often sees Zhao Manying in other places, and also searches for her on social media. Watching people's hot discussions, countless netizens and fans praise her to the sky, but she is very cold when facing the public , with a smile on his face but a sense of alienation, as if he was very far away from himself.

Zhao Manying readily agreed.

It's a wonderful feeling.

This puts more pressure on myself and also creates more motivation.

Offline at eight o'clock in the morning.

"What?" Ji Xinghuo didn't understand for a moment.

Zhao Manying was immersed in the battle and didn't notice the time. She was a little embarrassed, "Then you go, I have something to do today, I have two interviews. See you tonight?"

The white light flashed, and the two men returned to their original state.

"A strong person must be on the ladder?" Ji Xinghuo deliberately misled.

Zhao Manying nodded.

"Then what should I do?" Ji Xinghuo has already regarded her as his friend, since the reason is caused by himself, if he can help her solve it, he will definitely cooperate.

"The new season is about to start, and I want to get rid of my inner demons before the game starts." Zhao Manying said: "In martial arts, it is impossible for me to defeat you in the short term, but the strength of a strange person is not only limited to martial arts, but also depends on star power and supernatural power. All aspects of physical ability and physical fitness are tested in real actual combat, and these cannot be displayed on the virtual martial arts platform, so..."

She looked at Ji Xinghuo and said slowly: "I want to challenge you offline."