Shao Chen's head buzzed.
The tips of my ears were already burning intensely.
Her cheeks quickly turned red.
"Wife... I don't have so many tails."
This beast-form racial problem is innate and cannot be changed.
If she really liked it, he wished he could have so many tails to make her happy.
"But you have a big ball on your tail~"
The ending tone of Yu Mingshu's voice rose again, and his naughty little finger plucked his hand at a faster speed.
The look on her face clearly showed that she had great interest and anticipation for the ball she described, which was the tail mane of his beast form.
Imagine if it was my tail mane that she held in her hands and caressed...
Shao Chen realized that he couldn't think about this problem anymore.
If I think about it again, his feverish face probably won't fade away.
"Wife, if you want to see it later, no problem, but right now... can we not discuss this?"
Yu Mingshu could see his embarrassment, but he still asked him deliberately.
"So, my Admiral Lion, you don't want to discuss this issue with me. Are you shy?"
Shao Chen: ...
The annoying, difficult, devilish wife...
The key is that she is very smart.
“A little.”
"That's so sweet. I thought you wouldn't admit it."
Shao Chen: ...
"Wife, will it be of any use if I don't admit it?"
"No, because I would assume you're shy."
Shao Chen: ...
So, it’s better to admit it, at least you will be praised.
Even if it's just to be praised by her for being well-behaved.
"Next time, give it a try."
"Okay." Shao Chen nodded.
The issue of his wife mainly playing with his beast-form tail mane was thus settled.
After being teased by his wife, Shao Chen was still trying to calm down.
Just now, he even felt for a while that his tail vertebrae were itching, as if his tail had its own consciousness and was about to jump out of his body.
Yu Mingshu put all his energy into the competition on the training ground.
The long hair on Shen Wenxi's tail glowed faintly under the artificial light, and the golden lightsaber in his hand carried a suffocating murderous aura.
The six fiery red tails behind him swayed rhythmically with his steps, and spots of spiritual power were scattered around his body. Before the competition began, he waved in the direction of Yu Mingshu and said hello.
It seems to be saying, see, I am standing on the final stage and will soon present this highest honor to you.
come on!
Yu Mingshu mouthed the word "cheer" to Shen Wenxi.
Of course, she also hopes that Shen Wenxi can achieve the final victory.
This has nothing to do with anything else, it's just a pure desire to win.
Major General Lin Ke, who was standing opposite Shen Wenxi, could only be seen as a bear in his half-orc form. He was holding a huge shield in his hand, but his main weapon was defensive.
Yu Mingshu found it very interesting to see the final confrontation between extreme attack and extreme defense due to the different emphasis of the mental strength of the two coaches.
But she had no way to judge which of the two formations was better.
In a real battlefield, only by cooperating well with each other can the maximum strength of the entire team be brought into play.
The flag that marked the start of the last game was thrown by Yu Mingshu. The moment the flag landed, the orcs from both sides' combat forces entered combat status at the same time.
The mental strength in the orc form was intertwined in the fierce confrontation on the field, and the atmosphere was filled with tension everywhere.
The team competition not only tests the mental strength of the generals, but also tests their tactical qualities and whether they can lead the entire team to victory through their personal abilities.
The combat troops behind Shen Wenxi spread out in a fan shape in tacit understanding. When he jumped up, his six fox tails almost left afterimages in the air.
Major General Lin Ke held up his mental shield, and the soldiers behind him advanced like a mobile fortress. The buzzing sound from the collision of defensive weapons made the ground tremble slightly.
Under the cover of his own soldiers, the golden lightsaber in Shen Wenxi's hand cut through the void, and his body turned into a stream of light and rushed into the enemy camp. Wherever the sword light passed, the attack caused by the powerful mental power poured down like a rainstorm.
A ripple-like defensive barrier appeared on the surface of Lin Ke's shield. The lightsaber hit it, creating dazzling sparks, but failed to penetrate at all.
Soldiers on both sides continued to lose men in the intertwined offense and defense, and red warning lights on the simulated battlefield kept flashing.
Yu Mingshu had a sharp eye and was keenly aware of the changes in the battle situation.
When she noticed that the combat troops commanded by Lin Ke were trying to encircle them from the flank under the cover of shields, her fingertips unconsciously curled up and stroked the cuffs of the commander's uniform.
"Wife, are you worried that Shen Wenxi won't win?"
This time, it was Shao Chen who erected a small mental barrier and quietly asked Yu Mingshu a question.
"I'm not afraid of losing, but I also want to win. Isn't that contradictory?"
"Oh, you even want to win over your own beastly husband."
They already knew that the wife was the one with the strongest desire to win in the family.
"I can't help it. I've been so strong since I was little. I can't remember ever losing."
Shao Chen: ...
With a wife like this, he really didn't know what to say.
"Actually, I'm not afraid of Shen Wenxi losing. The main problem is that if Shen Wenxi really loses, I might not be able to comfort him..."
With Shao Chen's concern, Yu Mingshu told him what he was struggling with.
"But speaking of it, the 12th Military Region is also full of talented people. Shen Wenxi's strong individual ability can still be restrained through collective efforts..."
At that moment, Shen Wenxi seemed to feel Yu Mingshu's attention to him.
After taking a look at the platform, it suddenly swung its six tails and changed direction. The continuous dancing of the lightsaber created a chance of survival for its combat troops.
"Now!" Shen Wenxi's voice, wrapped in mental power, shook the entire arena. The soldiers under his command instantly switched formations. The formation re-formed with him as the center was like a sharp spear, piercing directly into the enemy's formation.
Brilliant spiritual light rose from everyone, and Shen Wenxi's spiritual lightsaber collided with Lin Ke's defensive shield.
In the light and shadow of mental power, Shen Wenxi's combat troops finally broke through the opponent's defense line. As the soldiers of both sides were continuously judged to be eliminated by the simulation system, Shen Wenxi finally led the remaining soldiers to win the team competition with absolute advantage on the offensive end.
His golden lightsaber was placed in front of Lin Ke, and the winner notification sounded.
Yu Mingshu saw Shen Wenxi turning around in the dust and giving her an extremely bright smile.
There was even a trace of blood on his lips, but the six fiery red tails behind him stood up proudly.
Yu Mingshu couldn't be as happy as him.
Is he injured?
What about the individual challenge later...
Is it still okay?
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