you turned on the love game

It is rare to meet other players during the competition, at least the two of you are walking in this dark corridor, the air is faintly filled with the smell of wall ash and dust.

Button made no footsteps, and neither did you.

It's like two strange ghosts walking side by side - if there is no shadow behind you.

You walked quietly for a few minutes, then suddenly said, "It's so strange..."

The boy turned his head to look at you: "?"

"How should I put it? If I'm the only one walking this road, it's normal to feel that there are no footsteps."

Saying this, you stepped up a little bit, and finally there was a slight voice in the corridor, "But if two people are walking together, I think it's too strange that there is no sound."

He tilted his head slightly in doubt: "Really?"

The steps under his feet stopped, and when he lifted up again, he relaxed his control of his body, and a very light sound came from the soles of his shoes.

You walked to the stairs one after the other, and saw the circular battlefield not far away through the transparent glass. The crooked building stood on the open flat ground, and there were several staff members wearing masks at the door.

You just glanced away and looked away, walked slowly down the stairs, suddenly seemed to think of something, looked back at the boy: "Speaking of which, you should have started combat training since you were a child, right?"

After he said "hmm", you continued: "I haven't seen you use any special moves in the previous games, will you use them today?"

The boy followed you with a calm expression: "A special trick?"

He half-closed his eyelids, only showing half of his deep eyes, "I don't have that kind of thing today, and it will be very troublesome to use it."

"Troublesome?" You turned your head to look at him curiously, "Does it mean that if you use it, it will cause a sensation?"

He said calmly: "There is a high probability that it will be recognized by a knowledgeable person."

Tapping his chin with his fingers, he thought for a moment in distress, and finally gave up explaining to you, "Forget it, it will be troublesome anyway."

Since you have already arrived at the entrance of the venue, you didn't ask any more questions. After reporting your number and roommate's name, you entered the building smoothly.

Through the mask, you can only see the staff's eyes bent, and the processed voice can't tell whether it's benevolent or malicious.

"I wish you success in the battle."

Then send you into Arena No. [-].

Still an old-fashioned weirdo with a rabbit mask, he passionately described the identities of the two of you, emphasizing that you are an ordinary person who climbed up from Zone D, and then lowered his voice after winning more enthusiastic cheers:

"Her opponent today is different from before."

You only know now that what you thought was an ordinary double room was actually a special living area for players under the age of ten.According to Rabbit Mask, there have been incidents where players killed their roommates at night.

"but--"

The voice of the rabbit mask suddenly raised, "There are also accidents!"

Not long after they implemented this rule, there was a case of treating their roommates as companions. After returning to the room after being injured, the roommates would help to bandage them, and they did not worry about being threatened for safety.

There have been many such cases since then.

And this is in line with the original intention of the death match arena.

Killing an opponent is easier than defeating an opponent, because there is no need for any worries, but what if the current opponent is a former companion;

It is of course the best choice for one party to admit defeat, and losing only one game has no effect, but what if the outcome is related to its own interests?

Hearing this, you suddenly think of the night before yesterday.

At that time, Button was called away by the trumpet, but his playing venue was not announced afterwards, and you felt a little strange.

Now in connection with the so-called "interests", guessing that the upper-level staff may have called Barton away and said something, they tapped his jaw lightly at him from a distance, as a question.

I thought he might not understand...

Unexpectedly, he raised his hand and nodded in response to you, without taking the so-called "interests" seriously at all.

You laughed dumbfounded and made an OK gesture.

The rabbit mask didn't pay attention to your communication. In the increasingly tense atmosphere of the surrounding audience, he slowly backed away step by step, and finally hid himself in the darkness, and announced in a low voice: "The battle begins."

You moved your hands and feet casually, smiled at the young boy opposite you, then bent your waist and knees, and before everyone could react, your figure flickered, and you rushed out like a sharp arrow out of its sheath.

The more you fight, the more proficient you are in controlling the young "Bedo", or the more proficient you are in the fighting methods you have learned before. Quickly change positions, bounce, and slash. These skills are used by you with great proficiency.

Button's reaction was quick. All your movements to restrain him were swiftly dodged by the other party. In the almost afterimage movement, his expression remained unchanged, and he seized the gap and attacked your shoulder.

You leaned sideways to avoid it, and grabbed his arm with your right hand to try to twist it back, but suddenly realized that his arm was far stronger than yours. Before he grabbed your wrist with a backhand, you instantly bent your knees and jumped up, avoiding his movement .

Everything happened within three seconds, and you have completed the entire process of approaching, probing, attacking, and moving away again.

The boy kept extending his hand, then raised his index finger and said to you: "Hey, your speed seems to be faster than before."

You shook your stiff arm and smiled, "That's right..."

Then it was his turn to be the attacker, and he bounced up high without even charging his energy. When he shuttled across the battlefield, he was like a hunting cat, only the sharp sound of the wind informed his whereabouts.

To deal with his attacks, you can't be as casual as dealing with ordinary opponents. You must always pay attention to his movements, and be alert from all directions for possible movements at any time, otherwise you will be attacked suddenly.

Two 10 minutes passed.

Both of you have wounds, large or small, on each other.

Bardonk pressed his shoulder, snapped back the dislocated part without changing his face, and looked at you calmly.

You also have a lot of injuries on your body, and several acupoints were hit by him, and you obviously feel a sense of stagnation in your movements.