After the competition ended, the general audience was evacuated first, and then the contestants left the venue after being interviewed by reporters from various media outlets.
After leaving the competition venue, Linna noticed that there were many more soldiers and guards in various parts of the event town.
These soldiers were not originally there. Originally, there were only a few referees and volunteers stationed at several points in the event town. Even if there were soldiers, they were basically stationed outside the barrier or near Elder Ji's residence.
However, in just one day, the number of soldiers here has increased by at least five times compared to yesterday!
Lin Nai thought to himself, 'It seems that Elder Ji and Marshal Sun are already making preparations...'
However, these soldiers were probably temporarily transferred from Yecheng, and most of them were only around level 5 or 6—that's the level of Yecheng's elite soldiers.
Even if Yecheng's strength reaches the level of Director Pang of the Night Watch and Captain Liu He, the strongest among them would not exceed level 10.
Lin Nai knew very well that if it was just these people, even if more were mobilized, it would probably be nothing more than a single AOE skill from the opposing force's multi-dimensional powerhouse...
If the enemy has a lifesteal ability, these minions might even be able to provide lifesteal for them.
If the opponent knows the forward slash, it might even help them use their E skill a few more times...
"This seems a bit unusual." Hua Lingze seemed to have noticed these details as well.
Meng Feifei was taken aback and asked, "What's unusual?"
"Look for yourself," Hua Lingze said. "When we arrived at the stadium this morning, were there this many soldiers and armored vehicles here?"
"Huh?" Meng Feifei looked around, stroking her chin. "Yeah, it seems like there isn't one..."
Truman said slowly, "I heard that in tomorrow's final, the Supreme Commander of the Night Watch of Yan, Mr. Ji, and the Marshal Sun of the Yan Military Strategist Plane Army will both be present to watch the match. With such important figures appearing, it is not surprising that they will be accompanied by so many soldiers for protection."
Hua Lingze nodded gently: "That's true."
Linnaeus didn't speak. He knew what was going on, of course, but he couldn't say it here.
Lin Nai and the others were about to go to the restaurant for a meal when they turned the corner and bumped into someone—Mu Xun.
Lin Nai and Mu Xun exchanged a glance. Mu Xun was still acting all alone. This guy was indeed very reclusive; his eyes were as cold as his personality and face. When Lin Nai met his gaze, it felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar frozen for millennia. He was carrying a takeout order, seemingly planning to eat it back at his dorm.
"Hiss..." Meng Feifei gasped when she saw Mu Xun, quickly took a few steps back, and secretly nudged Lin Yuxi, A Guang, and the others next to her, whispering, "Oh no, the two apostles meeting before the competition is like two arrogant kings meeting in a novel! There's bound to be a tense atmosphere!"
"..." A-Guang and the others were speechless. Lin Yuxi ignored him and glared at him.
Lin Nai and Mu Xun stared at each other for a few seconds.
After a while, he glanced at what he was holding.
Then, as if he had discovered something new, he slowly said, "So, even the disciples of Guigu eat spicy hot pot."
Mu Xun: "......"
Hua Lingze, Chu Men, Meng Feifei: "......"
At night, Tang Hongshan and others: "..."
Mu Xun looked at Lin Nai indifferently and changed the subject: "When the finals come around, I want to see just how powerful the god with serial number 0 really is."
Lin Nai was a little surprised and looked him up and down: "So you can talk to people on your own initiative?"
Mu Xun said expressionlessly, "I won't waste my breath on things I'm not interested in."
Meng Feifei leaned closer and nudged Lin Nai's arm, whispering, "Nai-ge, he means he's interested in you."
"..." Lin Nai suppressed the urge to turn around and punch him.
"...I am very interested in the White Death God." Mu Xun said calmly, "After all, he is a god who has never appeared before. I hope he will not disappoint me too much."
After saying that, Mu Xun didn't linger and walked straight past Lin Nai. Meng Feifei, Lin Yuxi and the others subconsciously made way for him as Mu Xun headed straight for the dormitory building.
Lin Nai narrowed her eyes, watching Mu Xun's retreating figure, and suddenly found this guy quite interesting...
"Old Hua, this Mu Xun looks down on you," Meng Feifei chimed in, adding fuel to the fire. "I think you're fully capable of making it to the finals, but he's already reserved his spot to play against Lin Nai in the finals!"
Hua Lingze wasn't angry. She smiled gently and said, "He's an apostle and a disciple of Ghost Valley. It's normal for him to look down on me."
"..." Meng Feifei opened her mouth, then shrugged, speechless: "Forget it, forget it. You have too good a temper. Even provocation didn't work. There's not a hint of pre-match tension."
"You talk too much," Yang Xiaochuan said, both amused and exasperated. "And what about yourself? Your next opponent is Bai Liao, that white-haired assassin who uses a dagger. Have you prepared your tactics for dealing with him?"
"What tactics are you even thinking of?" Meng Feifei put her arms behind her head and pouted. "Sniper vs. assassin? There's no way they can win. Anyway, it's not shameful to lose. I'm just going to give up!"
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