Chapter 56: Battle of Zhuolu (Comic content)
The comic doesn't keep the suspense this time, and the moment the protagonists step onto the stage is the beginning.
The two contestants entered the stage from opposite steps and looked at each other from a distance.
Looking at the close-ups of the teams on both sides, the comments began to have a heated discussion as usual:
"Oh my god, it's New Year's Day. I wanted to howl when I saw the coloring pages! Let's congratulate "Doomsday" for having a young character appear again!"
"Sheng Mu seems like a typical high-spirited young man. Is his blond hair dyed? Your brother's is flaxen."
"It just so happens that Maomao and Shengmu are shaking hands. Is it possible that they can become good friends? OvO"
"When I saw the empty space in the high-level position, I knew that Brother Bai Zhou was absent again this time... Condemned! He is not a qualified worker!"
"Xiao Ye is facing a heroic older sister, An An is facing a gloomy college student with blindfolded eyes, the captain is facing a mature and handsome brother, and Maomao is facing a lively and unrestrained young boy...ah, what a beautiful scene (I'm dead)"
…
In the cartoon, the two teams walked to the center of the stage, and the captains of both teams smiled and nodded to each other, and took the lead in extending their hands for a friendly handshake.
The other six followed closely behind.
It is no different from the past. After a brief handshake, the players will remove their hands and distance themselves, standing in their respective positions, and the referee will blow the whistle to officially start the game.
Song Ling looked over carefully but didn't find anything special. He prepared to focus on the next battle and analyze the personality traits of the new character.
Speak of the devil; he will appear.
On the next page, something special happens.
In the cartoon, when the other people successfully withdrew their hands, one hand was suddenly grabbed and tightened, and the originally peaceful handshake etiquette was abruptly broken amidst everyone's confusion and shock.
The brushstrokes, which were thicker than those in other frames, broke the originally harmonious picture with a tough attitude, and stunned a lot of readers who were smiling like an auntie.
"Hmm? This is... Qi Heng's hand, right?"
Song Ling was startled and became curious about this unexpected development. In a flash, he thought of a hidden scene in the comic.
"Sure enough, I guessed that when the protagonists were watching the twins fight, the unknown gaze that Qi Heng felt came from Sheng Mu. These two people will definitely have a rivalry."
"I just don't know why. Is it because he praises the strength of his peers? Or is it because he has a bad personality and likes to mock? Or is it some special strategy?"
He flipped the page, wanting to see how Qi Heng would react to this sudden situation.
Judging from the boy's personality and his rude attitude towards strangers, Sheng Mu probably won't get much good results.
At this moment, everyone was waiting for the response from the person being provoked. They were excited about this unprecedented development, and even the audience seats fell silent for a moment.
On the huge display screen, two young men stared at each other quietly, one of them raised the corners of his lips with a smile in his eyes, while the other one was cold and calm with no change in his eyes.
Time passes by every second.
When the audience and readers thought the scene was stuck, Qi Heng also gave the most direct response -
No response.
It was as if the added force on his hands did not exist, as if the mocking behavior of the person in front of him was nothing but air, that calm face always remained motionless, using the easiest method to inflict the heaviest blow, effortlessly giving the provocateur several times more insult.
Wonderful! Wonderful!
"I was wrong. I thought that according to the cat's personality, it would smile mischievously and pinch it back carelessly (towards fingers.jpg)"
"Okay, we can see that in response to Twilight's provocation, Maomao chose to ignore this option and successfully broke through the enemy's defense, which was the most efficient way to reduce toughness (pulling out the commentary loudspeaker)"
"I picked randomly and I chose the person with the strongest revenge in the whole team. Thumbs up for you (heart)"
"Well, it seems like they can't be good friends anymore O_O"
"Damn it. Anyway, I can't help but remember that Xiao Heng has no sense of pain. This damn setting is so exciting and hard to describe..."
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Things don’t end there in the diversity barrage.
At the moment when Sheng Mu was scolded by his brother and was reluctant to let go of his hand, he became the fastest-generating character in this comic emoticon package, and has since been circulated in forums, often used in places where Qi Heng is.
After all, this expression of disbelief contained three parts of anger, two parts of shame and five parts of astonishment.
A very useful emoticon package.
Like it!
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The game has begun.
The previous relaxed style was changed, and even the painting style had subtle changes, making this group battle, which could be called a decisive battle, even more special.
Lin Muyu's team's plan is a fair one-on-one duel. Before going on the field, through observing and analyzing the twin group, they can learn that the opponent's team's common tactics are to besiege one person or launch a surprise arrow attack. After eliminating one person, the battle situation will change greatly.
Therefore, in the fog, the four people had to predict the location of their opponents as much as possible and communicate with each other through secret codes.
This is not an easy task and inevitably there will be some minor glitches. Si Yu'an and Ye Yunhe's assigned opponents were inexplicably swapped, and they were unable to adjust for a while. They could only bite the bullet and fight against inappropriate psychics, finding themselves in a difficult situation.
"But this way, it is consistent with the original position. It's really a coincidence."
Song Ling smacked his lips and recorded the skills and attack methods of the two psychics on the opposite side.
He looked at the other group of players, who were using brutal tactics to press their opponents' heads to the ground and knock them out on the spot to prevent their sneak attacks, and he almost hit his own team without knowing it.
"Qi Heng and Sheng Mu... I have to say they were really angry when they fought."
He sighed.
In the audience, various bigwigs and audience members were discussing who would be the winner, watching intently as the fog dissipated.
The blurry figure looking at this place from the distant rooftop is also unveiled at this moment, appears in the eyes of readers, and sets off another gust of wind and wave.
Consistent with Song Ling’s thoughts, it was indeed the daytime that had not been seen for a long time. The young man was leaning against the railing, holding his chin and looking towards the stage with a nonchalant look on his face.
Like the tiredness after leaving the crowd every time, the truth after taking off the mask, and the dead silence separated from the noise, all are displayed in his eyes. It is the desolate land that the evil spirit glimpsed before it died.
He just casually watched the small figure moving and running on the spacious table. It is really small. It is uncomfortable to look at it with a magnifying glass. One can't help but wonder how can one see clearly? Can one use the mind to see it?
But it seems that you can really see clearly during the day.
The misty gaze was fixed on the contestant through the long distance, moving with the small figure.
When the white mist was spreading, the pair of slightly empty eyes seemed to be randomly fixed on one place; however, when the white mist dispersed, there was someone standing in that place, without any mistake.
Song Ling fell into deep thought.
Once can be explained by coincidence, but two or three times...
Can this be explained by supernatural props? Or is Bai Ri’s ability enough to predict all the contestants’ landing points?
“It’s very difficult for me.”
He looked at the barrage of comments sliding by and spoke in a deep voice.
It is worthy of being a role that has caused me many setbacks. After so many years, it is still so challenging.
In short, let's analyze it first. According to his past experience, sometimes clues are often hidden in corners, such as the large number of barrages in front of him.
Song Ling looked carefully.
"To be honest, I always feel that Brother Bai Zhou seems to have a pair of eyes that can see through everything, whether it's picking up the protagonists at random or having a mastery of some things that can be called cheating (down)"
"I have used my ten years of experience in comics to prove that the character of Brother B must have an extraordinary background. I think he is capable of killing a lot of people with a knife. As the saying goes, the stronger the power, the more miserable the character."
"Actually, every time I see Bai Zhou alone, I feel a sense of... loneliness? It's not the teasing look when he's having fun, nor the ease when he's making plans. It's very contradictory and I can't figure it out (An An Thinking.jpg)"
“…Don’t do that! (Fearful) I’ll think that Bai Zhou Niang is going to die soon!”
"Pah! How could Brother B not live to see the finale? He can live to be a hundred years old!"
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It's a rare depressing barrage when it appears during the day.
Song Ling glanced through it.
However, it still provides some ideas, so write them down.
In the comic, the door to the rooftop suddenly opens.
The officer closed the door and walked into the daylight with his arms folded.
[It's really easy to find you, Mr. Bai Zhou. Why didn't you sit in the seat prepared for you, but instead came to this remote place to watch the game? 】
He stretched out his fingertips, wiped the wall, and put it in front of his eyes to check whether it was clean.
Dust stained his fingers. He gave up the idea of leaning against the wall, raised his eyes and continued:
[Is the air here fresher, or is this place higher? 】
[Unfortunately, it’s nothing.] 】
Bai Ri replied softly, his voice almost lost in the wind.
Perhaps it was a rare feeling of weariness that caused the mask of smile that always appeared on the young man's face to peel off.
What can I do for you? 】
Even though the other party didn't look back, the officer still smiled and shook his head.
He was not dissatisfied with the changeable weather during the day. He just looked at the blurry shadow of the stage in the distance and said casually: "I just dislike that the air over there is not fresh enough, so I came to the high place to breathe some fresh air. 】
[After all, I don’t have as good eyesight as you, and I can’t see the battle situation from a distance of one million or eight hundred thousand miles away... Speaking of this, can you explain to me the current situation? 】
【inconvenient. Bai Zhou raised his eyebrows and refused decisively without mercy, "Next time you come here to watch the battle, remember to bring your binoculars, sir." 】
[How heartless! After all, we are colleagues whom I have only known for five days. 】
The officer spread his hands, revealing a helpless and disappointed look. Then, he changed his tone and turned to look outside the door with a hint of condemnation:
[However, no matter how attractive this place is to you, don't just pick the lock. It's not very pretty. 】
Daytime remained silent.
He looked at the stage from beginning to end. The railing was high enough for him to bury half of his face in his arms to block the cool wind from above.
The current competition has entered a fierce stage.
Sweat, along with blood and various supernatural attacks, left indelible marks on the ground.
The young man stared at her for a long time.
Half of the beautiful face was buried in her arms, leaving only her eyes exposed. The cool breeze blew on his black hair, and his skin became pale due to the chill, making his dark pupils even more eye-catching.
Different from the captivating feeling when manipulating others, it is a kind of calmness after the storm subsides, without any emotion, just pure gaze at the things that matter.
It was a look that had never appeared in Bai Ri's eyes before.
An inexplicable sense of familiarity came over him, and Song Ling stopped scrolling the page, his eyes lingering on this scene for a long time.
"Strange, I always feel..."
Is it the temperament, the eyes, or the expression? An intuition drove him to look at the picture on this page, but he had no way to grasp it and could only watch it slip away from his mind.
Only a few traces of loneliness that came from nowhere remained, as if very important information had been lost.
"What's going on?"
After thinking about it for a long time, I still couldn't believe it. Song Ling scratched his head helplessly and could only force himself to get to the point and continue watching the comic plot.
"Forget it. If you can't think of it now, you'll think of it sooner or later. Let's do the real work first."
He shook his head vigorously to get rid of the unnecessary emotions and turned to the next page.
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