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— False rhetoric —

Back at the hotel, the team members gathered around chattering and asked Han Yichen what lottery he had drawn.

"Fantasy world scene."

"Fantasy world? Why haven't I seen it..." The assistant coach was puzzled. Before the start of the game, he had read all the published maps. His eyes hurt from looking at thousands of maps, but with the aid of equipment, he could still memorize most of them. , even if I can't remember it, I still have an impression.

Xie Qingyu said, "I didn't see it last year, this is a newly added picture this year."

"What kind of picture is that?" Wang Ling scratched her messy hair, walked to the nearest device, opened the official website, searched for a while, and found the so-called fantasy world.

A blurry background image that cannot be blurred anymore, plus a few lines of introduction.

In ancient times, the heaven and the human world were not yet separated. People gathered on the land, and the gods lived in the sacred mountains. The continent was divided into four continents, each ruled by four human kings, and mixed with small countries. There were often discords between countries, frequent wars, people displaced, disasters The epidemic is rampant.

Then there is no more text.

"What's the mission?" Qi Zhao asked.

"Live..." Han Yichen spit out three words.

"There are no other conditions?" Qi Zhao was surprised.

"No."

"That's too easy."

Han Yichen added, "If one of us survives to the end, we will get one extra point, and if we can wipe out our opponents, we will get another point."

"That is to say, Ming Wei will definitely aim to wipe us out..." Xie Qingyu propped his chin in thought.

The day before the game, the assistant coach submitted the participant form, and at the same time waited for the form to be announced, and then went back to make tactical adjustments.

On the day of the match, there were only two matches left, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. The match between Ziwei and Ming Wei was held in the morning.

Because it was Toth's game in the afternoon, they didn't have another holiday. Instead, they gathered the team together for the last training. At the same time, they were warned not to watch other people's games, so as not to affect their state.

After taking the oath, the first round of the individual competition began, with Jiang Qianming and Zhuhua playing.

Zhuhua is holding a crescent moon bow, like the Suiqing lock represents the god of love, the all-seeing eye represents the god of heaven, and the crescent moon bow is the symbol of the goddess of hunting. Strange aesthetic, but after meeting Yuan Yuan, he also has a comrade-in-arms who loves each other.

The arrow left the string, but it didn't go straight in one direction, but turned a corner after finding that the target was missing.

Jiang Qianming teleported a few times, but still did not throw away the arrow. The arrow did not follow the laws of physics at all, and the speed did not decrease with the increase of resistance. Instead, it was like a segmented rocket, and the speed tended to increase.

Jiang Qianming snapped his fingers. Jiang Qianming's position was changed to Chasing Flowers. The arrows approached him, and all three arrows hesitated. The smell seemed wrong, so he turned the arrows and chased in another direction.

But Jiang Qianming seized the opportunity and dodged directly behind Zhuhua, wanting to rely on melee combat to win.

Zhuhua is not afraid at all. His mental image is a bow, which doesn't mean he can't practice melee combat. A long-range attacker like him is most afraid of being approached by people, so he never slackens his physical training for a moment.

The two went back and forth with more than ten strokes, but Jiang Qianming didn't get any benefit at all, and the three annoying arrows chased him again. Run without a chance.

Zhuhua sneered, the three arrows suddenly separated, and one bypassed from the side, blocking Jiang Qianming's escape route. Jiang Qianming's movement hit the arrow instead, and his speed was so fast, The arrow passed directly through the body, and blood dripped.

Then the two arrows caught up, and Jiang Qianming turned sideways, but he couldn't dodge completely after all. He was scratched by an arrow. He pulled out the arrow on his body, crushed it, and used another teleportation to move to Zhuhua.

"The judgment is really quick enough..." Zhuhua praised, knowing that his arrows remained in his body would make it easier for him to locate them, but very few people could pull them out immediately.

However, even if the arrow is pulled out immediately, there will still be energy residues. This residue is very weak, but it is convenient for Zhuhua to know Jiang Qianming's location. In addition, Jiang Qianming was injured. This time, Zhuhua firmly gained the upper hand.

The battle made Jiang Qianming's blood flow faster, and more blood flowed out from the wound.

Zhuhua bent her bow and set her arrows again, the air in front of the arrow was split, and the three arrows were divided into three paths, all the way towards Jiang Qianming's front, and two more detoured from the side, obviously trying to prevent Jiang Qianming from escaping route.

Jiang Qianming barely gathered his energy and used teleportation before being blocked.

The three arrows paused, and immediately caught up with Jiang Qianming.

Teleportation consumes more energy than replacement, but it requires concentration and mastery of its subtle control. The word subtle doesn't seem to match Jiang Qianming at all, but he has a very weird spiritual representation.

I heard from others that it was the spiritual representation of the first prime minister, named Jie Yuheng, which meant balance and no favoritism.

No matter what he is the first prime minister, what balance, no partiality, Jiang Qianming only knows whether it is easy to use.

The surrounding air was distorted, and the three arrows seemed to be pulled by their tails. If you want to get closer, you can't get close, and if you want to retreat, you can of course retreat.

So they changed direction again and attacked Jiang Qianming again, but encountered the same thing again.

"You can actually distort the energy around you, but this move consumes a lot of mental power, and you are not mentally critical, and your mental power will be exhausted soon..." said Zhuhua.

What he said had the meaning of affecting the other party's mind, but it was also true.

His arrows are different from ordinary arrows. Ordinary bows and arrows can pierce through wooden boards and thinner steel plates, but his arrows can even pierce the shell of a mecha. It is conceivable that he wants to stop such arrows. consumption of it.

With the sound of snapping fingers, Jiang Qianming used the replacement again, thinking to himself, is this Jiang Qianming crazy?This is his own bow and arrow, how could it cause harm to himself.

And the next moment, all those arrows were heading towards it, and Zhuhua wanted to control it, but they were sparse and one arrow broke through the line of defense.

Blood left from Zhuhua's shoulder, but Jiang Qianming who was not far away spat out a mouthful of blood.

Bows and arrows really won't hurt their master, but Jiang Qianming forcibly distorted the energy distribution around him, but he hurt the enemy by [-] and himself by [-], but at this moment, he had to do something.

After this battle, the ground is like a bare canvas, and someone painted blood on it, which is still abstract.

Some viewers couldn't help covering their mouths, "How many liters of blood have to be vomited."

"No, I'm dizzy."

Some spectators fainted on the spot, and the first patient in charge of the waiting medical robot was not a team member, but an spectator.

Zhuhua clutched his wound, and took away the remaining two arrows. The blood loss forced him to slow down, "You are really difficult to deal with..."

After Zhuhua said this, he picked up the bow and arrow again. He didn't move the one on his shoulder, but only used the two in his hand. For one thing, he didn't want to lose blood like Jiang Qianming;

Secondly, he didn't have the strength to command three more arrows.

The air buzzed, and the arrows arrived in front of Jiang Qianming in the blink of an eye. Jiang Qianming set up his defense, and the two arrows turned a corner, and at the same time, several small arrows branched out, surrounding Jiang Qianming in all directions.

Whether it is teleportation or replacement, space is needed. His move directly sealed Jiang Qianming's ability. In the last battle, Mr. Zhanli tried to seal Jiang Qianming's ability, but he couldn't implement it because of insufficient conditions.

But now, Zhuhua's ability just happened to restrain Jiang Qianming.

"Contestant Jiang Qianming is in danger, does he still have a chance to escape?"

"In this case, unless it is the ability of the space system, but we already know that Jiang Qianming does not have the ability of the space system."

"But he didn't give up. What is he trying to do? The space around him is distorted. My God, the arrows are affected by his ability, and they start to shift."

"It's incredible, this player always surprises us."

Under the stage, Bi Xian pushed his glasses and said, "It's over."

"Not necessarily..." Xi Yu said.

"Where are you from?"

"I'm just pointing out the mistakes in your words. You don't know the result until the end of the game."

"But the result of the all-seeing eye's deduction will not go wrong..." Bi Xian firmly believed in this point, more trusting than himself.

There was a gap in the surrounding space, and the arrows fell together, becoming the last straw that crushed Jiang Qianming.

The host looked at Jiang Qianming who fell to the ground, and announced, "The winner is Ming Wei Academy, Chasing Flowers."

"The next round will be the second round of the single-player competition. The players will be Wang Zhi from Mingwei Academy vs. Kong Ying from the Ziwei Empire."

"False rhetoric is true to what you see, this is really exciting..." The voice of the commentary came.

"These two abilities are telling stories, but one uses a brush and the other uses words. I don't know who can tell a more exciting story."

"And they also have one thing in common, the same evolutionary ability."

"Evolutionary abilities are rare."

"Yes, and once it appears, it will not be weak."

"If you can come to participate in the competition, of course you will not be weak."

The two commentators looked at each other and smiled, falling into a momentary embarrassment.

And the sound of typing came from their equipment, which was the same as the sound of the typewriter displayed in the museum. The machine clicked and turned, and then black text was printed on the manuscript paper.

This is just a metaphor. In fact, there is neither a typewriter nor manuscript paper, and the words just float in the air.

The surrounding scene just changed, and rolled back like a carpet.

"Is it because of those words that Kong Ying's ability can't be developed?" The commentary finally found a place to play.

"The ability of decorative painting is to confuse the real and the unreal, but as long as you realize the trick and find the real part, you can return to reality, and Wang Zhi didn't look for it at all. His words are the best anchors, let him Don't get lost in illusion."

"Then how will Kong Ying deal with it? Wang Zhi can't see her anymore. This is the ability he used against the Ten Princess Academy. The screen painting can block the opponent's sight."

More and more words appeared in the air, Wang Zhi said, "So what if you disappear."

As long as his writing is still there, as long as Kong Ying is still in this space, even if he is blind, Wang Zhi can let him hear it.

[When we sailed that day, the weather was fine, and the salty smell of sea water was floating around. The Tangyou was full of passengers, including scholars on board, famous tourists, and wealthy businessmen who spent a lot of money. Among these people, there was one This little girl is special. 】

Seeing the words floating in the air clearly, Gong Lingxi had a bad feeling in her heart. This is simply worse than the public execution of the condemnation tree. There are always things that you don't want people to know.

If those things are made public, at worst, it will destroy a person.

Of course, if a person's life is bright, the memoirs will only add luster to him.

[The little girl likes to laugh very much. She has lived on the boat since she was a child. The captain adopted her and raised her. In order to repay the captain, she has been helping to do some work. Probably because of her smile, more and more people know about this boat. The more you have, the bigger it is today. 】

It was not surprising that Wang Zhi had known about a figure appearing in an empty place.

"These things have long passed, and they are of no use to me..." Kong Ying said.

"Whether it works, I haven't tried it, why..."

Before Wang Zhi finished speaking, he disappeared on the stage.At the same time, there was an extra painting in Kong Ying's hand, a portrait of Wang Zhi.

Seeing this scene, the commentator was very surprised, "Did Wang Zhi say that word just now?"

"Let's watch a replay."

——In the seats of the Ming Academy team——

Feelings without business, "It seems that the keyword is more than one word."

"But he has already been tricked, now he understands, it's too late..." Jing Yu was a little worried, and looking at his teammates, one by one became calmer, as if it wasn't his own teammate who got tricked.

Sure enough, none of the people here are normal people, and she feels tired staying here as an ordinary person.

Wang Zhi is inside the portrait, others cannot hear his voice, but Kong Ying can still hear it.

"You probably made a mistake. You thought that if you trapped me, you could trap my ability. I left a gift for you long before you came in."

——In the lounge of Ziwei Empire——

An Lian suddenly asked, "What is Wang Zhi's ability in the third realm?"

"I don't know..." Qi Zhao said, "But he has already won the portrait painting. It doesn't matter what the ability of the third realm is."

On the field, Kong Ying listened to the words in her ears, looked down at her feet, and saw a video tape lying beside her feet, the tape was spinning, and there was the sound of electricity flowing.

The words floating in the air disappeared and turned into images instead.

The cruise ship was leaning against the shore, seagulls were flying, and the waves were covered with foam. Kong Ying even remembered the smell in the sky that day, and it was just like this, her face became paler and paler.

"Assistant, let's admit defeat this time..." Gong Lingxi said, he rarely said such words, usually the assistants were passive, and the team members looked exceptionally calm.

"But the game has just begun..." The assistant coach felt that the situation was not too bad, maybe Kong Ying had the ability to turn the game around.

Qi Zhao also said, "You worry too much, she is very strong."

It's not a question of being strong.

"I also agree..." An Lian's cold voice came.

"Look, there's only you..." Qi Zhao got the approval, and just about to say something, An Lian interrupted him again.

"I agree to throw in the towel."

Two to two, no one else responded, so the teaching assistant had to look at the instructor.

Wu Lin said, "Ask the captain."

Zuo Xiyou didn't say anything, but walked out, whispered a few words into the staff's ear, and then walked back.

The staff walked up to the host. The host was surprised, but quickly understood, and announced, "Ziwei concedes defeat in this match, and the winner is Wang Zhi of Mingwei Academy."

The teaching assistant sent Qi Zhao away, turned around and looked at Gong Lingxi, "If you do this, you will be under a lot of pressure, do you know that?"

"I understand, and I will take responsibility for it."

No matter what happened in the past and what Kong Ying did, it was a painful memory for her. To reveal such a memory and put it in front of everyone is more painful than adding thousands of swords to her body.

And he didn't think Kong Ying was a cruel person who could kill a boatload of people without any fluctuations.

"Responsible? How are you going to be responsible? Can you take this responsibility?"

The assistant coach rubbed the space between her eyebrows. Gong Lingxi was breaking the rules of the team to a certain extent.

"Did you forget something?" Zheng Haoxuan habitually put his feet on the table, and received a disgusted look from Han Yichen, "Senior is so bad that he can't even protect his juniors?"

"You just want to protect the junior girl..." Han Yichen complained rudely.