Chapter 951 AS174: Individual Competition - Sudoku Game
After making scratch cards for Zhu Ri and Tian Hu Hao Qi for a whole day and night, Yu Xun Ge stayed in his room and didn't go anywhere.
At most, he would occasionally go out and knock on the door of Fogblade's room across the street, asking her to show him her game console.
Unfortunately, the latter were all pretending to be dead.
Ha! Is this all the monarchs Arcane Magic has produced?
He doesn't look like a wise ruler at all!
On the morning of the individual competition, Yu Xunge turned the rudder and headed straight for the battlefield.
The library added more seats, at least doubling the size of the auditorium, but it was still packed.
In the special audience seats, Tianhu Haoqi had a total of 7 people!
Everyone is looking forward to the resurgence of Tianhu Haoqi, hoping to continue the regret of three years ago and push open the door that couldn't be opened three years ago.
But on this white sail, there are fewer than two thousand apprentices waiting to enter the game.
It can be said that the strongest apprentices are all here; the rest have simply chosen to give up.
Not only was this year's God Game extremely brutal, with a large number of deaths exhausting all 100 resurrection slots for all schools and non-academics, but the battle between Xun Ge and Feng Shu was enough to make many apprentices realize the gap between themselves and them.
There's also the battle between Crab, Grapefruit, Pine Rose, Shark Cold, and Queque for the divine relics.
Neither side is a battle that ordinary apprentices can participate in; being caught in the crossfire could mean certain death.
Many of those who didn't participate in the game were even Demon King or Overlord level players on the leaderboard.
Fogblade was not surprised at all. This game was special in itself. Everyone seemed to have returned to the same starting point, and most of the Demon Kings and Overlords appeared a year later than the Abyss players.
But it was precisely because of the peculiarity of this game that several divine relics were unearthed.
She and Maple Syrup came to the same conclusion during their recap yesterday: there must still be divine relics in this game, they just haven't been forced out yet.
Or perhaps it has already appeared, but its owner uses it with extreme caution, just like the grapefruit's "Whale Fall in the Wind" or the maple syrup's "Faded Hometown".
After all, even the Mist Blade who once reached the pinnacle could not guarantee that he knew all the divine relics and could connect these skill effects with the voices and shadows of the gods.
To this day, she still doesn't know which deity's relic is the lantern that causes darkness to fall every time it's used.
Only the crimson card remained in the air.
Amidst the expectant gazes of all living beings, the card spun and flew out, landing diagonally in the very center of the white sail.
Yu Xunge took a step and rushed over.
She ran a few steps and felt someone approaching from the side.
"What kind of race requires you to run there in person?"
It's a fat goose.
Yu Xunge said, "I've been gone for three years and you still haven't learned to fly? You've been running around for years, what's wrong with me running around once?"
Fat Goose laughed genuinely and said, "I thought you were ignoring me."
Yu Xunge: "No, even if Maple Syrup and Mist Blade came to talk to me now, I wouldn't ignore them. It's a matter of politeness and good manners."
Fat Goose nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I heard. You spent the whole day yesterday knocking on Fogblade's door, begging her to open it so you could see her. The Thief Insect Tavern is selling this news like crazy."
Yu Xunge: "..."
She's going to wipe out the entire Bug Thief Tavern in Astrana sooner or later!
A voice came from the air: "So what's the name of that lantern-shaped relic of a god?"
Yu Xunge kept her eyes fixed ahead, focused on her journey, her lips pressed tightly together, not uttering a single word, and she didn't even acknowledge Mist Blade until she plunged into the dungeon's light screen.
Mistblade: "Was she polite?"
Fat Goose looked at Mist Blade with disapproval: "...After all, you were in the wrong first."
Mist Blade: ? ? ?
She hid in her room for a whole day, and what kind of rumors are circulating outside?!
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[Individual Competition Game - Sudoku]
Players must fill in the remaining empty spaces based on the numbers already on their respective boards, ensuring that each row, each column, and each 3x3 block contains numbers from 1 to 9.
[After each number falls, there will be a 10-minute free looting period. Killing the holder will guarantee its drop. Once the free looting period ends, it will belong to the current holder. If the holder dies, the number will disappear.]
The first player to fill the numbered board wins.
Yu Xunge listened to the game rules while observing his surroundings.
She breathed a huge sigh of relief when she discovered it was the same map as the fun race!
Great, only this map is good for hiding and escaping. If it were a team map—that place that looks like an ancient Roman gladiatorial arena—she would have nowhere to hide.
Even this map... is actually quite difficult.
She looked at the two guys standing on either side of her, almost pressed against her, and felt like a sandwich filling.
She said, "The game doesn't start for another 10 minutes, why are you in such a hurry?"
The maple syrup on the left gave her a cold look and ignored her words.
"Silent treatment, is that it?!" Yu Xunge snorted coldly, looking at Wu Ren standing to her right, her eyes conveying what he wanted to say.
Wu Ren avoided Zai Jiu Xun Ge's gaze, staring blankly at the central island of the circular library. She was afraid that Zai Jiu Xun Ge would start making a fuss again, demanding that she return the game console to her...
So Yu Xunge turned her head and stared straight ahead expressionlessly, even mimicking Maple Syrup and Mist Blade by crossing her arms.
Crab, who had just come downstairs, pointed to three expressionless people standing not far away with their arms crossed and asked Song Gui, Moji, and Bo Mang, who had been watching the commotion for a while, "What are they doing?"
Song Gui snapped out of her reverie, her gaze fixed on the three people forming a U-shape in the group. She casually remarked, "They're arguing, aren't they?"
After watching for a while, Xie Xie was about to go upstairs when she turned around and heard Song Gui ask, "What do you think our identities will be outside the game?"
This question is directed at Moji and Bo Mang, and also at Cancer.
Most of these homeless apprentices who had no access to education knew each other and had even formed a group to help each other in private.
The four young apprentices were all looking at Maple Syrup and Mist Blade, whose temperament and aura had clearly changed—the one in the middle who was shorter was tacitly ignored by them.
One is domineering and dashing, the other is noble and elegant; their temperaments are vastly different, but they have one thing in common: they are definitely in high positions, in power, in authority, and important figures who worry about important matters every day.
These were Song Gui's original words, but they received unanimous agreement from Xie Xie, Mo Ji, Bo Mang, and Que Que, who was squatting on the stair railing for some unknown reason.
After a long while, Song Gui sighed, "I must be such a great person too."
Crab: "Holy crap..."
Moji: "I'm starting to develop stereotypes about winged races."
Bo Mang: "I understand, it's that stereotype that you can't have a conversation with them at all."
Queque: "...I'm leaving."
Song Gui said seriously, "I think so too, because Maple Syrup and Mist Blade look at you differently; they are wary of us."
Crab: "Oh right! I think you have a point."
Moji: "Well-reasoned and well-founded."
Bo Mang: "Convincing."
Queque: "I can't refute that."
Yu Xunge nodded silently, she nodded vigorously, and she felt that she was definitely more powerful than Song Gui and the others, otherwise why would Maple Sugar and Mist Blade be chasing after her?! She wasn't a succubus!
After listening to the whole thing, Mistblade couldn't help but rub his temples.
Even Maple Syrup, who had been keeping a cold face, glanced speechlessly at the group of idiots.
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