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—to live to die—

The sound of music spread to everyone's ears, which is the prelude "Starry Sky" of Romance in the Star Sea.

Romance in the Star Sea is an adventure story. The protagonist of the story is a fisherman's daughter. She left her hometown and came to the vast sea of ​​stars to experience various adventures. Along the way, strange creatures kept appearing and crises gradually rose. While solving these crises, The protagonist makes many companions.

The prelude "Starry Sky" is about the part in the port. The fisherman's daughter is unwilling to inherit her father's business and expresses her emotions to the sea. Around her are friends who grew up with her. I want to go to the depths of the starry sky together.

"Starry Sky" tells about everything he saw from the perspective of this little friend, the monotony of life in the port, the heroine's yearning for the starry sky, and his sincerity in wanting to realize the heroine's wish.

This story has been circulated for tens of thousands of years and performed for tens of thousands of years. Although many wonderful stories have emerged during this period, they cannot be eliminated.

Because this story is too malleable, in order to keep pace with the times, the internal adventure stories will also be adapted according to the status quo. The Romance in the Star Sea you see today is no longer the Romance in the Star Sea.

Today's "Starry Sky" is no longer the "Starry Sky" of the past.

Therefore, even when the audience heard this piece of music, which they should be familiar with, they did not remember where the music was from. In addition, the quaint timbre of the 筚篥 added a lot of mystery to the piece .

They only felt that the music was good, and the blood that was originally surging began to calm down, and their bodies and minds seemed to be cleansed.

And across the barrier, the audience can't feel the hidden crisis.

Suddenly, the music changed, and all the audience was awakened by a burst of thunder. What surrounded their ears was no longer quiet and mysterious, but thick and sharp. Half chance.

Either face it and be swallowed by it; or run away and still be swallowed by it.

On the competition stage, a black monster approached Huajian. The black monster was a circle bigger than Huajian. It was wearing a black robe, with a triangular face and horns on its head. Compared with Huajian, it was like a mountain toppled over. Heng, but the spiritual embodiment of Yiheng, the Ballad of the God of Death.

Huajian didn't take a step back, but let the monster sing in his ears, and the black mist filled his body, devouring his energy.

The loss of life energy will cause biological aging and withering. If it is a human being, it will lose water, skin wrinkles, and internal organs will slow down, changing from youth to youth, from youth to adulthood, and finally becoming a very old man.

It only takes a few seconds for an ordinary person without spiritual representation to complete the above-mentioned process. Even if it is a master who has entered the realm, he can only persist for less than 1 minute. If it is the third realm, two or three minutes is enough is the limit.

But Huajian is different, this process is more slow in him, 1 minute passes, and he can't even see signs of aging.

"Interesting, interesting..." Yi Heng's dead face rarely showed a smile, but he was very sinister and his voice was not pleasant, like an old wizard in a fairy tale.

Two minutes later, Huajian's forehead was already sweating, and the loss of life energy could be replenished, but if you look closely, fine lines began to appear on his forehead and the corners of his eyes, and the muscles on his body began to lose their elasticity.

After 3 minutes, the muscles in the corners of the mouth pulled down, and the muscles in the face also dropped down. The wrinkles around the eyes and forehead became more and more, and even the nasolabial folds began to appear.

Then, the eye sockets are sunken, the back is stooped, a pair of cloudy eyes are hanging, the cheekbones show the shape of the cheeks, and the music that is blown becomes weak.

In less than 5 minutes, Huajian has become a senile old man, and he will fall down when the wind blows.

At this time, he should admit defeat, because if he continues, he will completely lose his life energy, and this is just a competition, not a life-and-death struggle.

The host was also trained, so when he saw the timing, he found someone to notify the person in charge of the competition.

The person in charge directly contacted the participating teams and asked them if they wanted to compete.

In less than half a minute, the person in charge shook his head. The host looked hesitant when he saw the result. He is also a referee and has the power to judge the game. But if he interrupted someone who could win, he couldn't afford it. this responsibility.

If someone is about to lose, but he does nothing, he will also be criticized.

He turned his eyes back to the stage, and saw a mass of white at the soles of the monster's feet that was originally all black, and this white was climbing up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This kind of energy is disgusting to the black monster. It is death, the messenger of death, and the most annoying thing is life. It is good to devour all life.

Life is an upward energy, which can make all living things feel happy, but makes it burn in the heart.

"Ah, you'll pay for it..."

Even though it was speaking vicious words, it still sang. After it finished singing, its whole body grew bigger again, and its figure covered the light in front of Huajian's eyes, and those burning white flames were overwhelmed by black.

The mountain-like body approached further, and the voice it sang was even more frightening than before.

Huajian's tangle-up hair gradually lost its luster, turned into strands of white hair, and fell out one by one.

The host contacted the person in charge again, and after a while, the answer was still negative.

If the host was still expecting something last time, this time he is really anxious. If you don't take the crisis of the players into consideration, he can't do that.

But this is different from sports competitions. In sports competitions, who scores and who fouls can be seen clearly. Whether this can go on or not depends entirely on the players themselves.

"Hey, isn't this over yet?" Some viewers couldn't help asking.

"Yeah, it's all like this, the winner has already been decided."

It is not a pleasant thing to see a young person aging step by step, especially for people who are afraid of aging. Although the current surgery can make a person look young forever, not everyone can perform such an operation , Many people in the audience still have to follow this process.

"Look, there's a ball of fire, it's white..." A spectator first noticed the abnormality.

More people looked at the fire. In the endless black flames, this small fire lit up in a corner of the competition stage. It was not close to Huajian and the monster, but closer to Yiheng. place.

Yi Heng should have been the first to discover it, but the fire was too small, and his attention was all on Huajian, so he let the fire burn, and then more flames burst out and surrounded him.

"The game is not over yet..." said a spectator.

"Yeah, the game is not over, there is still hope."

"Heck..." Yiheng's throat moved, he tilted his head back, and his body bent into a difficult arc. From his perspective, he could just see a ball of flames above his field of vision, and the flames were getting closer and closer to him. Looking at other places, black flames still occupy most of the area, only his feet are surrounded by white flames.

"It is my spiritual representation that represents death..." Yi Heng just said this, and he had his own explanation to play for him.

Shinigami Yao itself is afraid of life, but it doesn't mean that Yiheng is also afraid of life, because he is also a living thing, and Huajian's ability will not cause him any harm, but will only help him.

When the flames touched his body, Yi Heng felt something was wrong. This was not the energy representing life, but it was plundering his life.

In a moment of fascination, he actually forgot the pre-match analysis. It really shouldn't be, but such a little flame can't last long.

But in an instant, the black flames faded, and the white flames filled the field.

"Ah, ah, this is the flame of sin..."

Tormented by the flames, the black monster continued to sing, "Life itself is a sin, and only death can be a relief. Come, come to the embrace of death..."

However, this was of no avail, and the situation had completely fallen under Huajian's control.

"Live to death, and death and life go hand in hand..." Huajian murmured, and brought the 筚篥 close to her lips, and simple and mysterious music floated in the air, still "Starry Sky".

——Preparation room——

Gong Lingxi stood beside Zuo Xiyou and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Does the first generation like oysters?"

"According to the ancient records, although the first generation was born in a fishing village, they hated seafood, so it is impossible for them to like oysters..." Zuo Xiyou said, "Why do you suddenly think of asking this question?"

"I feel like Huajian regards me as someone else."

A person who has long disappeared in the long river of history, and the premise of this misunderstanding is that Huajian is not just Huajian, he is the reincarnation of another person, but when reincarnated, like Gong Lingxi, the memory of the previous life was not washed away .

"Then are you?"

"No."

Maybe they have many similarities, but they are not the same person.

"The current score is 3:1, Ming Wei Academy has the advantage, and the situation is slightly unfavorable for Ziwei..." The commentary was a little more tactful, but it was a little obvious, there was a difference of two heads, Ming Wei was not an idiot, he would do it for Formal fairness, standing still, let others get two more heads.

"The competition hasn't started yet. Let's take a look at the map of the competition. The map is called Fantasy World. It is a newly added map this year. The setting of the map is a bit different from the past. It is quite grand and covers the entire continent."

"The audience may not know how big the ancient continent was, and it was a little smaller than the current farm, but for people without transportation, it may not be possible to get out of the entire map in a day. I suddenly have a worry that if the map is too large Big, what if the two sides can't meet?"

"Don't be afraid, every city has a teleportation formation, which can be randomly teleported to any city, and the game time is three hours, which is also a record."

"Let's take a look inside the map again. There are monsters on the map. Isn't this a human city?"

"In terms of setting, people, gods, and demons live together in this continent, and humans may be equivalent to the level of food there."

"That's really scary. No wonder the mission is to survive."

"Yes, but if you teleport to the Devil's Nest, this task will become hell difficulty."

"But on the other hand, if you pass it to Shenshan, you will be blessed."

In the corridor leading from the preparation room to the arena, a large area of ​​soft white is sprinkled on the surrounding walls. Inside the walls are thick metal and the flesh and veins protected by the metal. The walls are the scenery of Ming Weixing. The scene, electronically controlled, can be constantly changed.

The door of the preparation room opened, Zuo Xiyou came out, and turned back to the human inside, "Let's go."

Everyone's face is extremely serious, especially the old players. For them, this step is too long. Maybe they have already made preparations that they will never meet Ming Wei Academy again.

And taking this step, what awaits them may be failure.

But that's it, it's enough to have a chance to face Ming Wei Academy again, and it's still on the stage of the semifinals.

Is this really enough?

Zheng Haoxuan asked himself repeatedly, maybe this is not enough, he wants to win, no matter how difficult it is to win, he wants to win, he must win, only in this way, he will not comfort himself with those weak words.

There was a knocking sound from the other side of the passage, it was suddenly lifted and then dropped.

Xie Qingyu saw the man clearly, and didn't know whether to be angry or moved, "Aren't you in the hospital? Why did you run out?"

Zhao Chuan said, "I don't want to watch the game in the hospital. The screen is too small to see clearly."