Quadruple split

"That's awesome, Mu Mu."

After the game, Futaba, who was teleported back to the room by the system, immediately ran to Mu Xuejian, cheered like a koala and hung herself on the latter.

"That's awesome, Mu Mu!"

Mo Tan also ran towards Mu Xuejian immediately, but as soon as he opened his arms, before he could hug him, he was kicked in the chest by Futaba and fell to the ground.

As the person who casually lost all the members of the second team of Breaking Wind Birds a minute ago, Mu Xuejian just silently took out a pineapple bun from his pocket, skillfully tore open the package and started eating at high speed with slow visual effects. , look indifferent, neither happy nor sad.

Futaba jumped off the opponent lightly and asked with a smile: "What, if I read correctly, the sword move you used to kill those five miscellaneous fish was not used in the individual competition before. Appeared?"

Mu Xuejian, who had already taken out the second pineapple bun, nodded and replied while tearing apart the package: "Well, I wanted to give it a try, so I asked you to help make the fire element sword. Thank you."

"It's just a little effort."

Although he agreed to Mo Tan's proposal to let Mu Xuejian fight against a group of opponents alone, Futaba, who was always paying attention to the latter's situation with several mage eyes, shook his finger and continued to ask with interest: "But according to the I observed that the moment you swung that sword, your physical condition seemed to have some... interesting changes?"

Mo Tan's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked curiously: "Are there some extra components?"

"roll."

Futaba glared at her fiercely, then rubbed her chin and said with some uncertainty: "I'm not sure I'm right, but your state at that time seemed to me very much like... a physique with affinity to the fire element. "

Mu Xuejian blinked and asked, "What is that?"

"To put it simply, you are regarded as the same kind by the [Fire Element]."

Futaba pushed up her glasses and explained concisely: "In this case, even without the sword I made for you, you can easily control a considerable degree of fire element, such as the one you used to kill those people. The sword move, the fire element sword actually did not play any role in this process."

Mu Xuejian pondered for a moment, then a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes, and he nodded and said: "I understand what you mean, but the so-called state similar to 'fire element affinity' should only be temporary, right?"

"That's right."

Futaba nodded and said sternly: "This phenomenon that appears in anything will last a lifetime, but it only appeared in you for less than three seconds."

Mu Xuejian pointed his sword together, then lowered his eyes and stared at his slender white middle finger and index finger, recalling softly: "Your sword is necessary, it is a... lead, the first flame, I don't understand Occult science, there is no way to ignite the sword intent on your own.”

Futaba's eyes widened curiously: "Ignite the sword intent?"

"It's just an example. If you don't understand the details, I can't explain it either."

Mu Xuejian stretched out his fingers and made a gesture, frowning slightly and said: "As for the sword I used in the competition... I was actually just copying a cat and a tiger, only describing its shape, and failed to understand the spirit..."

She did not continue speaking, but after a moment of silence, she stared at her index finger and middle finger together as if she had lost her soul, and just stared blankly.

"Fuck..."

Futaba, on the other hand, took a breath of cold air after carefully observing it for a few seconds, crept next to Mo Tan, and complained in a low voice: "How come there are still people who can have an epiphany just by chatting?" 'Yes! And this is a public space, not a game!"

The latter chuckled, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you envious?"

"I'm not jealous. After all, Mumu and I are not following the same path. I can't replicate her way of progress, and she can't learn my way of becoming stronger."

Futaba shook his head generously, shrugged and said, "I just feel that this girl is really starting to develop into a 'Sword Immortal'."

Mo Tan said 'hmm' indifferently, and then suddenly laughed: "Speaking of which, you seem to have made some interesting improvements to [Mage's Eye]. As far as I know, this arcane spell is not effective under normal circumstances. It can only serve as an extension of the caster’s line of sight.”

Shuangye raised her little face and winked at Mo Tan, smiling: "What? Envy? Or are you afraid?"

"No, I just think you guys are trying too hard."

Mo Tan shook his head, fell down on the pile of soft cushions where Futaba was lying before, crossed his legs, and sighed with a leisurely expression: "What a great game. If you play it so utilitarian, you will miss a lot of scenery along the way."

Futaba laughed dumbly and glanced mockingly at Mo Tan, who was almost sinking into the mat. "It seems that you are a little pessimistic about the results of the team competition."

Mo Tan did not refute the opponent's ridicule, but said lazily: "I really can't be optimistic. You have seen how the individual competition went. Putting aside the huge championship and runner-up, our team seems to be of high quality. Although it is full, the competitiveness is not very high, and the biggest reason is nothing more than..."

"You are too weak, holding us both back!"

Futaba answered without hesitation.

"It's just that our numbers are too few."

Mo Tan directly ignored Futaba's complaints and said calmly: "I have to admit that our previous estimate of the situation was a bit too optimistic. Although you only know how to work behind closed doors, I have less experience in the field of violence, and Mu Xue It is reasonable for the two swordsmen to ignore the outside world and only want to be swordsmen. However, after the individual competition, both you and I know very well that the probability of us getting a good ranking in the team competition is very low. high."

"So? What do you want to express?"

"Correct your attitude. I can't count on those who can't carry it with my shoulders or lift it with my hands. If you want to take a few more steps forward, both you and she have to complete a breakthrough before encountering a hard problem, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?"

"Otherwise, when the [Crime Controversy] is over and the list is unblocked, you may not be able to find yourself on the first page."

"You don't need to worry."

"It's better not to use it~"

Mo Tan stood up slowly, walked slowly to Futaba, held up two strands of her long hair, leaned down and kissed her gently: "Then, I'll go and get busy first, we'll see you later."

Futaba tilted her head and rubbed the other person's palm affectionately, and nodded obediently: "Well, go away."

"Yes, your Highness~"

Mo Tan meekly leaned forward and bowed, then simply teleported away and disappeared in front of Futaba.

Then--

"I shouldn't have lost."

Mu Xuejian took a deep breath and muttered with a rare resentment, "Yege can't beat me."

"Don't think too much, after all, Cordoba fell into that man's hands."

Futaba comforted her casually, and then asked leisurely: "Has the magic power been achieved?"

"A little understanding."

Mu Xuejian nodded first, and then shook his head tiredly: "But it's still far from enough."

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

"have."

"Oh? Really?"

"Well, open a training ground and try out some swordsmanship with me."

"Okay~"

…

Game time PM16:18

Northwest Continent, central area of ​​Barbarian Wilderness

"Hey Yaya, just rest in the car."

In the cargo box containing a few sundries and the bodies of Mo Tan and Ji Xiaoge, Lujiang gently rubbed the soft gray short hair of the dog girl, and then jumped out from behind the box with her skirt in hand, raising her head to face Yaya, who poked half of his head out, smiled and said: "It's not too troublesome to set up camp anyway. You've been busy for almost a whole day, so you should take a little rest now."

"Wang listen to Wang Jiang's~"

Yaya nodded vigorously, then retracted his head obediently, curled up in a ball opposite the sleeping body of the half-dragon knight and the winged beautiful girl, yawned a little tiredly, and his two furry animal ears also Then he slumped down and looked a little lackluster.

Of course, she just looked lethargic. After all, a few hours ago, this girl had killed two groups of barbarian wilderness specialties [Lions] who were not very strong individually, but when the number accumulated to a certain level, they would be quite difficult to deal with. Pincer], and this operation of clearly being a scout, but killing the enemy after investigating the enemy's situation, was also recognized by all the highland warriors headed by Largo, some of whom were strong-blooded young men in adolescence. Now I am blushing when I see Yaya.

However, whenever a young man wants to chat with Yaya, a certain man who claims to be a mage can easily lift up a strong man weighing more than 200 kilograms and throw it aside. He looks kind-hearted, but his morning exercise intensity is enough to make even a highlander. The old man who breaks out in a cold sweat will appear like a ghost and ensure that the girl is not disturbed by anyone else when she doesn't want to chat with anyone.

"Actually, these young people are pretty good."

Because he is a mage, he does not have to participate in the physical work of setting up camp. The old man walked to the cargo box, walked in slowly and sat cross-legged next to the unconscious half-dragon. He shook his head helplessly and said: "It's just too short-lived, so sincerely Not suitable for falling in love with other races.”

"oh."

Yaya nodded casually, his tail wagging intermittently. After a while, he lazily asked: "Wandekar, why don't you go help everyone set up camp?"

"Mages are not good at physical work."

Jadeka straightened up his chest, which contained explosive muscles and power under his robe, and said seriously: "A mage who is good at controlling the earth element or the wind element may be able to help, but I am specialized in the fire element. The mage is not very good."

When he was alone with Jadeka, Yaya, who no longer had the habit of speaking, shook his ears and said equally seriously: "But you are very strong."

"I just actually have a lot of power."

Jadeka stroked his beard, and the old god said calmly: "But theoretically, I have very little strength."

Yaya tilted his head and thought for a while, and finally made a "bad" comment on Jadeka.

"Ahem, okay, actually it's Captain Largo who doesn't want me to help set up camp."

Jadeka shrugged, spread his hands and said: "I wanted to help as soon as the convoy stopped, but Captain Largo said that everyone has almost recovered, and the activities should be regarded as physical exercise and rehabilitation. , although I also thought it was a polite statement, but on the one hand, I really couldn’t resist him, and on the other hand, I wanted to come over and see how you were doing, so I didn’t persist.”

Yaya nodded and said sternly: "I think Largo is right. After all, Wang Deka, your walking stick is too scary. They didn't bring many tents to begin with. It would be bad if they were all blown up."

Jadeka: "..."

"That's right, Wandeka, look at his face."

After a few words of teasing, Yaya suddenly raised his head, looked around, made sure that there was no one around and that both Mo Tan and Ji Xiaoge were unconscious, then lowered his voice and asked, "Is there a problem?"

The old man leaned forward slightly, took a closer look at the girl's pretty face, and said with a smile: "No problem, she is a very beautiful girl."

Yaya breathed a sigh of relief, curled up softly into a ball again, swung his tail and muttered: "It's okay, Wang was almost scared to death before."

Jadeka sat upright again and said with a wry smile: "I was obviously almost scared to death at that time."

"So what is it?"

Yaya, who still has some oral habits when he is particularly relaxed, but no longer hinders the normal understanding of others, sighed. While raising his hand to rub his smooth and white face, he suddenly asked Jadeka expectantly: " Could it be an illusion?"

Jadeka continued to smile bitterly, shook his head and said: "Although I also hope it is an illusion, it was not just me at the time, but you yourself also saw it."

"It's all Wanderka's fault."

Ya Ya pouted her little mouth angrily and complained: "If you hadn't made that water shield for me to look in the mirror, wouldn't I have lost sight?"

The old mage twitched the corner of his mouth and said helplessly: "My child, escaping reality cannot solve the problem."

"I don't want to solve the problem."

Yaya hugged his tail and said seriously: "I want to eliminate the problem!"

"But the reality is always unsatisfactory."

Jadeka pinched his brows and was silent for a while before speaking softly: "Are you sure you don't want to tell Mo and Yege? They have been worried about you. Although they may have been busy these days, but..."

"Oh, Wandekar, you don't need to tell me. I know it."

Yaya waved his hand to interrupt the old man, and gave a sweet smile with little tiger teeth: "I have never felt that Sister Mowang and Sister Yege don't care about me, but as you just said, they are like this I’ve been a little busy for a while, and I don’t want to make it difficult for them because of my own affairs.”

Jadeka pursed his lips and hesitated: "But you..."

"I haven't seen him since that day."

Yaya patted Jadeka with his tail and said with a smile: "I'm fine. Except for the fact that I'm prone to insomnia recently due to random thoughts, everything is fine."

"Are you serious?"

"Wang didn't lie."

Chapter 2147: End