Help, I've become a paper man

The sun had set and the room was plunged into darkness. Only silence remained in the air. It was only after a few minutes that a sound was heard again.

The housekeeper asked, "Is this the proposal given to you by the master of the house?"

Song Yi replied: "He gave me some advice to survive."

Understand that when he is over-beasted, he will be in an irrational state, and when his abilities are improved, his intelligence will be reduced...

Before he finished speaking, the housekeeper understood from another perspective and really thought it was Yan Changyue's suggestion. In this case, he could only nod in affirmation and said, "Do you need my help?"

Song Yi said: "Yes, uncle, please watch me and don't let me die."

The housekeeper didn't say anything, but the coldness on his body became stronger. Song Yi was not scared, but laughed out loud. He continued to shout: "I really want a tail!"

"Stop dreaming," said the housekeeper.

Song Yi asked again: "When will Yan Changyue come home?"

The housekeeper sighed and replied, "There are some problems outside. It's a business matter. The master of the house can handle it. You don't have to worry about it. But no matter what, you have to take care of yourself first. This is more important."

Although Song Yi nodded, he still had something to say. As soon as the expression of wanting to say something but stopping himself appeared, the butler immediately interrupted his spell with the word "shut up". They fell into silence and passively accepted the proposal just now. Song Yi began to continue trying to transform into a beast, looking for further sober transformation, while the butler picked up a chair, found a good position beside the bed, and fulfilled his duty of safe care.

Specifically, as soon as Song Yi's mind wavered, the butler would hit him directly. The force of this man's hit was much more direct than Yan Changyue's. Song Yi's head was buzzing, and because he really felt pain, he became cautious unconsciously when he tried again.

In this situation, the two of them stopped talking, time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was the next day.

Before the competition, Song Yi took some time to complete the process of bathing and eating. Of course, he ate under the supervision of the housekeeper, which made him feel a sense of déjà vu as if he was "going to take an exam", and his hands unconsciously moved faster.

After finishing the last bite, Song Yi wiped his mouth and said, "No need to see me off, uncle. I'm leaving now."

Then, without waiting for the butler's reaction, he teleported directly into the arena. This time, Song Yi left first, leaving the butler standing by the table, but it had happened so many times that the butler had gotten used to it and no longer complained about his impoliteness.

The housekeeper would only be silent for a few seconds, then silently send a message to Yan Changyue, and after reporting Song Yi's itinerary, he would go back to do his own work.

On the other side, Song Yi’s eyes blurred and his figure appeared on the ring.

Being there, he felt it even more deeply. It was really a different level and treatment. The venue was now wider, far beyond the previous two times. Looking up, he could still vaguely make out the outline through the barriers set up by the system. It was the same as the one he had watched before, with the same spacious stands.

Song Yi spread his arms, stretched, and saw the figure appearing opposite him. It was his opponent Yun Su, who still had a stern face and leaned sideways on his long sword, looking as handsome as he could.

Seeing this, he took a deep breath and immediately lowered his arms, put on a stern face and tried to act like a cool guy.

Both sides have taken their positions, the scheduled time for the match has arrived, the reminder sound begins to broadcast, and the countdown to the match begins. Neither side is prepared to exchange pleasantries, leaving only two cold faces facing each other.

Outside the stadium, some people arrived early and saw the changes in Song Yi. There was laughter in the stands, but those who came in later were confused and didn't understand what they were laughing at. Instead, they were bewildered by the momentum on the field and became serious unconsciously.

The ring is an independent space where no sound from the outside world can be heard. The two men stare at each other in silence until the last second announcement sounds, symbolizing the beginning of the battle.

Song Yi took the initiative to attack. With a shake of his right hand, a pistol flew out from space. As soon as he held it in his hand, he kept pulling the trigger, and bullets shot towards Yun Su.

"Bang bang bang!"

When the bullets rang out, Song Yi couldn't keep quiet. He held it in for a long time before he said, "Let's hear it first."

Yun Su ignored his antics and only responded to the bullets, waving the long knife in his hand and knocking away most of the incoming bullets. The few bullets that escaped the net were also avoided as Yun Su moved forward.

In the first wave of confrontation, neither side was injured. They were like friends who had not seen each other for a long time, greeting each other, or like cautious hunters, testing each other.

Not only Song Yi was unsure, he was also unsure about how much strength Yun Su could exert without slacking off. Yun Su was also unsure whether Song Yi had made any new progress after a period of time.

After all, it only takes one second for Stardust to enter the copy in the outside world. As long as he is willing to work hard and ensures that he does not die, the speed at which he becomes stronger is unpredictable.

However, they had not guessed that, contrary to what both parties had expected, as an examiner, Yun Su had been restricted by the system. It was not that he was hiding his incompetence on purpose, but the current situation was the same as before, with the level being lowered, just to a different degree.

Similarly, Song Yi did not take the opportunity to brush the book and go in the direction of emergency leveling, but embarked on another path.

But in the uncertain situation, no one acted rashly. The two men, one far away and one close, fought back and forth, and for a while, it was difficult to tell the winner.

The laughter in the stands stopped and was replaced by continuous cheers. Whether it was their pulling in distance or dodging attacks, it was enough to be a highlight.

But this is just the beginning. As time goes by, both sides have roughly figured out the upper limit of each other's abilities.

Song Yi changed his position again, trying to find Yun Su's weakness, but as expected, he was still defeated by Yun Su at the medium and long distance he intended to maintain. The bullet once again became a "double shot", the first shot was when the gun was fired, and the second shot was on the blade.

His attack was continuing. Just as he raised the gun, he heard a "whoosh" sound. Within his sight, he could just see Yun Su's figure flash, and his speed suddenly increased. He turned into a residual image in the air and rushed straight towards Song Yi.

Song Yi fired several shots in a row, trying to use the old method to force the melee fighter back again.

But this time it was different. Yun Su did not retreat. He stepped lightly on the ground, his figure shuttled between the bullets, and he gracefully shortened the distance. In the next moment, he increased his speed again, and with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, he instantly appeared behind Song Yi.

Song Yi had expected this, but was still startled for a moment and quickly turned around and fired.

But Yun Su was faster. He only had time to fire one shot before Yun Su seized the opportunity and slashed down with the long knife. A shadow descended from above, covering the area.

Song Yi did not stop. He pulled the trigger again and stepped down on his toes. Using the force, he jumped forward one after another.

He recovered in time and was able to escape from the center of the attack, but he was still a step slower than Yun Su. The blade cut his forearm, leaving a red mark on it.

It was the first time in this match that someone bled. The audience's suppressed emotions burst out and the cheers from the stands became louder, but still could not be heard in the ring. Song Yi felt dazed for a moment, as if he heard a loud crash, and the heat bursting from his chest ignited his body again.

coming.

Song Yi relaxed his fingers and let the pistol fall. The pain just covered the heat on his arm, and a fine itching surged up. He once again felt the changes in his body, and the fur quickly grew out and covered his soft skin.