The Rise of the Mermaid Song God

Raymond actually didn't care who his prey was, because he didn't even look at it after the lottery was drawn, he was busy tying up Tai Lun who was trying to slip away, and after that, he kept looking for the missing brat. stopped.So Weier's question really made him embarrassed.He quickly pulled out the long-forgotten note from his pocket, and read out the number on it: "No. 1," he turned his head to look at Weier, "Who is this, do you know?"

Will and Abel raised their heads to look at him at the same time, then glanced at each other in unison, exchanged a clear look, and then Will said to Raymond: "No. 1 is us, you can't be No. 123." ?”

Raymond cursed fiercely in his heart, because he probably already understood what Weier meant, and he replied in a slightly bitter tone: "I am number 123, we are each other's prey, aren't we?"

Weier clenched his fists at Raymond with the joy of opening eggs, and said like Santa Claus delivering gifts: "You are so smart, you got the answer right!"

Lei Meng was also speechless in his reaction, and could only sigh with his forehead: "Sure enough..."

Seeing his helpless expression, Tai Lun couldn't help laughing, and complained gloatingly: "Isn't that great? Whoever wins in a fight will be on top. It couldn't be more convenient!"

Weir couldn't understand what he said, so he looked at Tyron with eyes that were close to blurred, but the brat didn't want to look up at him, and just stared at the ground seriously, as if the mystery of human reproduction was hidden there.Will, who couldn't get an explanation, could only turn his eyes to Raymond, hoping to see his expression change from angry to gentle, the speed was astonishing.

Raymond was thinking about the possibility of cheating in the middle, and when he saw Will looking at him, he said to him softly: "Don't pay attention to him, this kid likes to talk nonsense, even he doesn't know what he is talking about," he said. From the corner of his eye, he saw Tai Lun's twitching mouth, but he didn't pay attention to it at all, "Leave him alone, since this is the case, how do you plan to solve it?"

Weir believed Raymond's words, anyway, he didn't particularly want to know, and his intuition told him that it was not a good thing, so Weil followed Raymond's words: "Well, as Tyron said, a fight is not bad, Whoever wins will get the opponent's card, which is fair, don't you think?"

Raymond frowned and pondered for a moment. In fact, he hadn't formally fought against Will yet. The previous training on Planet ψ was just one-sided guidance. The two of them had never practiced hand-to-hand after they became adults. If he couldn't control the injury for a while, It’s not good to be in Verna—it’s not that he is too arrogant, he also knows the general strength of Verna, which is quite good compared to ordinary people, and even he is already a good player today when the ability is declining, but compared to when he was a child For Raymond, who has been educated on how to destroy the enemy, it is really quite childish.

Weir could also guess what Raymond was worried about, and it was nothing more than that. He simply said, "Without supernatural powers and mechas, the winner will be decided within 20 minutes. What do you think?"

Raymond saw that Weier had reached this point, so he could only agree: "Okay, but let's wait until the other people are almost settled?" In fact, according to his psychological activities, of course, he can delay as long as he can. Who knows if there will be a need for that fight at that time.

Weier thinks it makes sense, there are still a lot of prey waiting for them ahead, there is no need to expend energy on the opponent first, otherwise it would be a pity that he will not even have the strength to hunt later, he still has to look for the red hair Barton, talk to him about life...

So Weier readily agreed: "Okay, it's a deal!"

Standing aside and listening to their way of speaking, Abel was actually quite surprised: the degree of familiarity between Will and His Majesty is not at all as if they had known each other just now!But as a man with a rough appearance, but his heart is as bright as a mirror, he also knew that it was not his turn to express his opinion on this matter, so he tactfully pretended to be stupid.It wasn't until the two people negotiated that he said haha: "Ah, this is good, I can't agree more!"

It was only then that Weir remembered that as the owner of the other half of the brand, Abel also had the right to decide whether to keep it or not. It was really inappropriate for him to draw conclusions like this, so he apologized to Abel guiltily: "No Sorry, Abel, I'm just suggesting, if you think there is a better plan, we can discuss it, you don't have to listen to me."

Abel waved his hands again and again: "It's okay, it's okay, you've thought it through, and I'll count on you then!" Although Abel said so, of course he didn't think that Will could defeat Raymond—unless he used Beauty trap or something.But as far as he was concerned, their wise and mighty His Majesty Raymond would be able to hand over the brand without any means from Weir.His Majesty obviously didn't attach much importance to this competition, otherwise, with his strength, how could he be ranked 123rd? There must be some inside story about his participation.

Tai Lun put his hands behind his head and replied boredly: "The three of you have decided, even if I object, it's useless. I'll just add, if you are tied, then let me compete with the big fool again." How about winning or losing?"

Weir also knew the strength of Tyronn, a brat. Compared with Abel, it was still uncertain who would win and who would lose, so he also voted for it, and finally passed this proposal in full.

Weil, who temporarily easily solved the dog-blood drama that might have turned into love and killing each other, was in a happy mood, humming along the way, as if they were not here for a game, but for an outing.However, his singing voice is naturally contagious. Even a brat like Tai Lun has to admit that he was influenced by him, and he feels much better.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and this comfortable scene was quickly interrupted.

"Guys, please stay!" An arrogant voice came from the tree, and then a large group of people suddenly appeared from the woods, their expressions were full of threats: "Don't make such an expression, we are not here to grab the brand, we just hope to Let's have a fair competition with you, the winner can get the opponent's brand, that's all, promise us!"

The red-haired guy said it politely, but his tone was completely different, and his expression seemed to be looking at people with his nose, which made people feel like punching him in the nose past impulses.

Mi Fen Mao's "this expression" refers to Abel who was walking in front. This big man blocked most of the people behind him, and when Mi Fen Mao appeared, he showed a frightened expression.Of course, it’s not because of anything scary about this group of people that can make Abel, the top ten mech fighter, show such a weird expression, but because to Abel, a big man with a girly face Fen's hair is too unimaginable, he is just surprised how this meter Fen Mao still has the nerve to live well, and live so arrogantly...

However, Mi Fen Mao didn't have a good understanding with Abel, but he just thought that this stupid big guy was a strong outsider, and he was afraid to see so many of them, and he said that the top ten mech fighters are really inferior .So Mi Fen Mao announced very embarrassingly: "If you are silent, you have no objections. Come with me!"

Will poked his head out from behind Abel: "I have an opinion, I raised my hand!" It turned out that Will was standing in the blind spot of Mifenmao's vision, and was blocked by Abel, so any No matter how he raised his hands, he was not noticed.

Mifenmao, who was robbed of his words, was very unhappy. He was about to complete a task with great difficulty, but was interrupted by a fool. No one could be happy. On the spot, he stammered and said, "Yes, it's the mermaid prince, Wei, Weier?!"

Will looked at him seriously and explained: "My name is Will, not Vivier, that sounds like a girl."

Mi Fen Mao became a little annoyed, and roared: "I don't care who you are, what do you think of me?!" He snapped his fingers to make Will retreat.

However, Weir didn't feel threatened by him at all. Instead, he replied: "I don't have any objections to you. I just have some doubts about your proposal. I want to ask about the rules."

It was only now that the cloudy weather turned sunny, and he felt that this little star was quite good, so he smiled triumphantly: "Someone will explain this to you in detail later, you just need to follow me."

Weir heard that Mi Fen Mao had said so, so he didn't ask any further questions. He just followed Mi Fen Mao quickly, while happily turning his head to the helpless Raymond and the others and said, "That's great, I'm still worried. How can we get more brands in a fair and honest way, if you don’t sleep, you will meet pillows?"

Tai Lun curled his lips: "You idiot didn't realize that this competition is obviously unfair, and they are digging a hole for you to jump in! You can just jump down by yourself, and you will drag us, and fill the soil yourself by the way. Come on, it's really smart!"

Weier tilted his head and looked at him: "Is it you who is so naive, Tyron?" Weier continued to say before the bear kid's eyes widened in shock and he couldn't react at all, "In the face of absolute strength, all tricks are useless. In vain."

The bear boy gasped: "You actually said such philosophical words?! What gave you the confidence?!" He glanced at Lei Meng, who was puffing out his chest unconsciously, and always felt that things might not be the same. His poor brother thought so.

Sure enough, Will replied confidently: "I am myself!"

When Raymond heard that his straight back immediately collapsed, it was because of Weier's disbelief in himself, but more because of his strange confidence in Weier's extraordinary confidence.

All three of them looked at Weier intently, only to see him swearing: "I have never lost in boxing games since I was a child, and my intuition is right!"

Raymond thought his smug little appearance was very cute, and it made his hands itch when he saw it, so he touched his head uncontrollably, causing Weir to give him a puzzled look.

Tai Lun was about to shed tears when he heard the truth, and he broke down and said: "It's just a competition, but no one said it must be finger-guessing!" Can't tell the difference between the competitions?!"

After hearing Tyron's words, Weier temporarily ignored Raymond's restless big hand, and turned his head: "What competition? Isn't it box-guessing?"

"Oh my God, I knew how you could say such philosophical words with your IQ!" Tai Lun bumped his head against a tree beside him a few times: "The word competition evolved from boxing game, and it also has the meaning of boxing game." Meaning, but it depends on the context, it’s obviously impossible for Mi Fen Mao to say fist-guessing, okay!!”

Weier whispered: "That's right, it seems that the teacher has said it, but how do you know it's impossible? I think my guess is still reasonable..."

Weier's pale defense was interrupted by Mi Fen Mao, who reminded loudly in front: "We are here!"