Chapter 96 Holographic Online Games Are So Cool (Part 17)
This kind of event attracts a lot of attention, so naturally it's equipped with a commentator who can rap.
The commentator was a likable young man; he spoke rapidly, his voice laced with a smile—
"The players selected for the first half of today's match are [Broken Brush Painting Ink] and [Drunk and Wet Clothes]."
"Broken Brush Painting Ink is a beautiful elven girl, a freelance player without a guild. Drunken Wet Robe is a strong human warrior from the recently renowned Shengxing Guild. Who will prevail in this match? Let's look forward to their exciting contest!"
Liejiu Qinghan stood quietly to the side, arms crossed, watching the game.
He didn't expect it to be such a coincidence; the challenge he had sworn to take on his broken-brush ink painting had come so quickly with him facing off against a member of the guild.
That's fine too.
If she can't even beat her own guild members, then she shouldn't bother coming here to make a fool of herself!
Similarly, the strong liquor and the cold air also caught some whispers from the players.
"This girl seems to have a big grudge against the Shengxing Guild."
"However, it remains to be seen whether she can use the Shengxing Guild as a stepping stone to rise to the top, or whether she will be used as a stepping stone to be trampled down."
The commentator said:
"We can see that the elven girl, Broken Brush and Ink, is incredibly fierce. She immediately charged towards the drunkard with wet clothes!"
"...Absolutely brilliant! The Broken Brush Painting technique has gained the upper hand. It seems that unless the Drunken Man's Clothes is soaked with a powerful trump card, he will be eliminated soon!"
The commentator, speaking with great enthusiasm, suddenly trembled in his voice:
"Wait, wait... what happened? The Broken Brush Ink Painter suddenly stopped attacking and started swaying around like a drunkard?!"
"Sister! What are you trying to do?!"
Luo Xinxiu, enduring the pain in his head, spoke in a muffled voice under his helmet—he was in the middle of a battle, and even the slightest movement from the helmet made him very uncomfortable.
He grabbed Luo Yi'an's arm, but Luo Yi'an flung him away.
You're disturbing me!
Luo Yi'an gritted his teeth and lunged forward to fight Luo Xinxiu for the game helmet.
Given such an unexpected turn of events, how could Luo Xinxiu possibly be able to focus on two things at once and have time to manage the game on the field?
For the first time, he felt that Luo Yi'an was like a madwoman, as if she wanted to tear him apart...
He doesn't resemble his sister at all anymore.
Luo Xinxiu was both angry and somewhat bewildered. His physical strength was no match for Luo Yi'an's. Luo Yi'an could still move to fight him, but Luo Xinxiu could only resist from his wheelchair!
The two were locked in a stalemate. Luo Xinxiu was panting heavily, and his eyes were bloodshot.
...At first glance, it resembled a rabid, hungry wolf, but upon closer inspection, it also possessed the weakness and vulnerability of a sheep.
The commentator's voice kept echoing in Luo Xinxiu's mind:
"It seems that the 'Broken Brush Painting' contestant has encountered some kind of accident! She was being overpowered by the 'Drunken, Wet Clothes' contestant..."
"His Qi and Blood levels have dropped to below half... The 'Broken Brush Ink' contestant is in trouble."
The commentator's voice was filled with regret and melancholy, each word piercing Luo Xinxiu's heart.
A hazy mist clouded his vision, and the world before him began to spin—
Luo Xinxiu opened his mouth, wanting to say something fiercely to Luo Yi'an... He wanted to say the most hurtful things!
Even though he knew his parents would definitely side with his "naive" older sister! From the very beginning, they only thought that the gaming industry was a frivolous job.
For Luo Xinxiu's parents, it was incomprehensible that he would offend his sister for the sake of a game.
Just as Luo Xinxiu was about to speak, he felt something cool yet gentle embrace him from behind.
He "saw" his hand grab Luo Yi'an's arm again—Si Yisi briefly appeared in reality, then coldly and firmly said to Luo Yi'an:
"roll!"
This "roll" wasn't a heart-wrenching scream, but a purely commanding sound.
Luo Yi'an felt as if her arms were being clamped tightly by a pair of iron clamps, and the Luo Xinxiu in front of her suddenly became someone she didn't recognize! Just like... just like those unattainable big shots!
His eyes were deep and dark, as if an undercurrent could surge forth at any moment and engulf his body.
Luo Yi'an flinched and subconsciously took a step back.
Then a flush of embarrassment and anger rose on her face: "Fine, fine, fine! Just pretend you don't have a sister like me!"
After saying that, she slammed the door shut and left, just like she had done when she came in!
Luo Xinxiu felt his body trembling: "Is it... Asi, is that you?"
Si Yisi responded, "Yes. You haven't thought about the consequences of falling out with your sister yet, have you? That's why I did this for you—"
"Now, re-enter the game, and you still have a chance to turn the tide!"
"good!"
Luo Xinxiu put his gaming helmet back on, and the Broken Brush Painting in the middle of the game finally stopped its unconscious swaying... He saw the human warrior's greatsword slashing towards him, and the chilling light in his vision was getting closer and closer!
The commentator was saying regretfully, "It's a pity...it seems that Duanbi Huamo will lose its chance to advance this time due to unforeseen reasons—"
The audience watching the game also booed loudly!
A hint of regret also appeared in Liejiu Qinghan's eyes. He could tell from Duanbi Huamo's initial performance that this might be a formidable opponent.
At least, the level of skill displayed by someone who is drunk and has wet clothes is absolutely no match for her!
Strong liquor has many flaws, but it also evokes a sense of regret when one sees a worthy opponent defeated.
He always believed in the principle of "might makes right."
The commentator blinked and continued reporting on the battle situation, but suddenly raised his voice by an octave!
"My God! The 'Broken Brush Painting' contestant has returned to normal! With a graceful turn, she dodged the powerful attack that the 'Drunken, Wet Clothes' contestant was preparing with an almost impossible flexibility!"
Si Yisi watched as the blade, worn by a drunkard and soaking his clothes, was already touching Luo Xinxiu's eyelashes... but the next second, the situation reversed!
He actually leaned back and bent over, narrowly avoiding the knife from the drunkard who had soaked his clothes!
Si Yisi chuckled softly, his expression concealed by a mysterious black robe, making him look like a gaunt lich with an eerie aura.
He glanced sideways at Freya, who was also standing beside him. Luo Xinxiu's various coping methods all bore the shadow of Freya, the fallen elf.
But it must be said that Luo Xinxiu has made great progress!
Freya was also looking at Sis, a hint of doubt in her beautiful eyes—
King, you were standing right here, but for a moment just now, your aura suddenly vanished?
On the field, Luo Xinxiu had already created some distance between himself and the drunken, wet-clothed man. He focused his mind, drew his bow and nocked an arrow. The arrow, with a tiny green light like a firefly at its tip, locked onto the human warrior's brow with a whistling wind!
The pale green light flashed suddenly and landed squarely on the forehead of the drunkard whose clothes were soaked with alcohol!
His longsword was still in the air when the hand holding it fell to his sides...
The human warriors crashed to the ground!
"Huff, huff—"
Luo Xinxiu calmed his rapid breathing. A faint green aura lingered around him, like several dimly lit halos.
The elven "girl," covered in blood, stood upright on the field, the hem of her light elven riding outfit fluttering in the natural wind.
In that instant, Luo Xinxiu was so dazzling that people couldn't look directly at him!
The commentator's voice trembled with excitement: "[Broken Brush Drawing Ink] - Victory!"
A huge victory notice appeared on Luo Xinxiu's screen, and he quickly stepped off the platform.
He blended silently into the crowd like a spirit, a darling of nature who craves no power.
A short while later, Luo Xinxiu stood next to Si Yisi, giving him a satisfied smile: "I... won."
At this moment, he was no longer anyone's appendage; this battle helped him regain his true confidence.
He no longer carries the label of being the half-demon king followed by dark creatures... He is simply [Broken Brush Painting Ink], he is simply Luo Xinxiu!
Si Yisi smiled along with him, their similar faces meeting: "Are you ready to continue the fight?"
"Yes!"
The silver-haired, purple-eyed elf answered in this way.
Unbeknownst to the audience still reeling from the battle, several players who were supposed to participate were absent.
"What's going on? Why can't we get in touch with them?"
A guild leader pounded on the wall in frustration, as their guild's only decent player was nowhere to be found.
And every time he tried to contact that player, the system reply he received was always the same—
"Sorry, the person you are trying to contact is in a special map and cannot be reached."
"Waaah..."
Yingluo, the player who was being called repeatedly, watched helplessly as the words "404" and "Unable to contact in special map" appeared on her player panel time and time again, and continued to suffer the torment.
After they were captured by that damned Li Jiu Qinghan and his guild members and taken to these NPCs...
Only captured players can communicate privately with each other!
He couldn't even post messages on proper forums, let alone communicate with the outside world, and became an invisible person.
I asked customer service and they said there was no problem.
Unfortunately... these players were all important figures in their respective guilds.
Because they suspected it might be a hidden dungeon or something, no one told anyone about it. Yingluo's guild was a third-rate, low-level guild, without even an outside-game contact method.
miserable!
Not to mention these past few days, even though those who captured her didn't do anything, she still felt powerless.
What on earth is going on?! Yingluo was absolutely furious...
These trapped players actually really wanted their guild members to help them settle scores with Liejiu Qinghan and his Shengxing guild.
But after discussing it back and forth, the guilds still came to the conclusion that they should just endure it!
First, they can't beat Shengxing Guild. Second, everyone wants a piece of the pie in the so-called hidden dungeon. What if Shengxing Guild gets pushed to the limit and spreads the news everywhere?
I dare not gamble.
Liejiu Qinghan was completely unaware of all this, and he happily accepted the reward he received for that mission.
Successfully changed my class to... Berserker Mage!
This position significantly reduces the weaknesses of mages and gives them a warrior-like fighting style.
Stylish and cool, seemingly possessing earth-shattering power—in short, it can be described in two words.
happy!
Unaware that opportunity often comes with misfortune, he had unknowingly attracted the wrath of several guilds...
Furthermore, Shengxing Guild itself began to have doubts about the other major guilds!
It won't be long before a farcical dog-eat-dog show unfolds!
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