He Puyuan appeared in his hand in an instant, and Xiao assumed a fighting stance.
The newcomer is hostile. Xiao's combat experience tells him that this enemy might be truly powerful.
Indeed, the newcomer was a contestant from the Talilu Kingdom on Planet Sco. This country bullies the weak and fears the strong, and they probably had their eyes on Xiao because he was small and alone. Now that they saw Xiao holding a weapon that was much taller than him, they were even more certain that this lone contestant was theirs for the taking.
“Look, look, he’s holding a weapon that doesn’t suit him. He must be a self-taught amateur.”
"What country are these athletes from? They're hilarious."
"Are you talking about the dragon from the Dragon Kingdom? That's a really strange name, and it doesn't sound good at all."
"Isn't Wendy the only one who's really good in the Dragon Kingdom? Even that name, Kaede Manba, is just a flash in the pan."
"So, this Xiao would better kneel down and beg for mercy."
In the live stream room of Talilu Kingdom, everyone's words precisely stepped on Xiao's landmines, it was like dancing on a grave - completely oblivious to their own mortality.
Of course, Xiao didn't know any of this, but he could guess most of it from the expressions on the faces of those burly men. A mask appeared in his hand, black karmic smears wrapped around his body, and Xiao let out a soft wail before a one-sided slaughter ensued.
"here."
"useless."
"boring."
Every movement was crisp and clean: picking, stabbing, poking, kicking, and lifting—it was simply a delightful slaughter show.
Deep in the mountains of the Dragon Kingdom sat a highly respected old gentleman. It is said that he had lived in seclusion for many years in pursuit of the ultimate spear technique. Over the years, the old gentleman sighed bitterly. Now that the Dragon Kingdom was well-off, few people were willing to settle down and learn the things of these ancestors. His only disciple was also obsessed with the so-called national fortune. Although he had also looked into it, his young friend Wendy was not good at spear techniques.
"Master! Look at this new contestant, he's skilled with a gun, and his movements are swift and decisive!" One day, his only disciple rushed into his secluded retreat with his cell phone in hand. The old master opened his eyes and scolded, "What kind of behavior is this, so impetuous? Have you forgotten all the etiquette I taught you?"
"No, Master, look at this. This young friend Xiao's spear skills are no less than yours!" Although the disciple had been scolded, his eyes were shining. The old man glanced at him casually, and after just one glance, he couldn't look away.
Xiao's spear skills were inherited from the Rock King Emperor. Of course, due to his height, there were some improvements, but years of fighting made Xiao's spear skills even more exquisite, which made the old man immerse himself in them.
Even after Xiao swiftly ended the battle, the old man was still savoring the experience. He slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Excellent! This is excellent! I'm going into seclusion!" With that, he turned and left.
"Master?" Only the disciple was left standing there dumbfounded, at a loss for what to do.
"All athletes from the Skoxenta Plow Country have perished, and the country is hereby punished with annihilation!"
The announcement of the national fortune coldly and ruthlessly declared the demise of a country. In fact, this was nothing new to the national fortune athletes, after all, who didn't come up from the first stage?
However, the contestants of Scostar were greatly surprised. The Kingdom of Talilu was powerful and ranked second in Scostar. Who was it that eliminated the Kingdom of Talilu?
Xiaoxiao doesn't know.
Well, indeed, the broadcast wasn't important to Xiao. He came here for two reasons: first, to see the nation's fate, and second, because he'd heard news of Yakshas in the first phase, so he came with high hopes. Clearly, this place disappointed him, but it didn't matter; coming here was just another form of overtime.
As the Nuo mask dissipated, Xiao endured the pain in his body and walked forward step by step. He suddenly understood the feeling of the Emperor's leisurely stroll in the mortal world. It was a feeling of relaxation for the body and mind. If it weren't for the contract, Xiao would think that before he died peacefully one day, it wouldn't be a bad thing to take a walk around Liyue Harbor.
However, his teammates were quite boisterous, and when Xiao returned to the cave, he saw Wendy offering him drinks.
"Manyo, have a drink, just one."
"No, I've already had too much to drink."
"What? You only took a small sip, and you call that a lot?"
"I really can't drink anymore."
"Manyo, drink up! Isn't it said that wandering samurai love to drink? Are you not giving me, a bard, any face?"
"Xiao, help!" Wan Ye looked at Xiao for help. Even the usually cold-faced Xiao couldn't help but laugh at the interaction between the two, and a few pixels of his mouth turned up.
The relationships between the Anemo faction members are quite harmonious because they all share similar experiences. Xiao respects Zhongli and has a good relationship with everyone in Liyue, but his relationship with the Anemo is slightly better than his relationship with everyone in Liyue. This is because Xiao has been influenced by the Bard's unconventional ways to some extent, though only slightly.
"That damned secret realm locked me up for days! I went to fight it today and I'm exhausted. I'm so angry!" Wendy said, drinking his wine, his face flushed as he complained. "I can't help you much, but Brother Wendy, you'd better keep trying," Wan Ye said, pushing away Wendy who was leaning against him and sighing helplessly.
Zhennan and Jiangyin had already gone to sleep, and Xingqiu had also gone to rest. The three wind elementals were talking among themselves. Of course, Wendy was the one who talked the most, Wanye occasionally responded with a few words, and Xiao remained silent throughout, listening to Wendy tell his story on Earth.
The next day, as the sun rose, Wendy yawned and went to the Tower of Trials to continue his trials. Today, Wan Ye and Zhen Nan went out, while Xiao went to search for those malevolent auras. Xing Qiu and Jiang Yin stayed in the cave to guard it, just in case.
When Venti reached floor 400, he started to feel a bit strained. Sometimes it would take him a long time to complete the game, and he could only play alone and couldn't bring anyone else along, which really annoyed him. Other than that, there wasn't much else to worry about.
After reaching floor 412, Wendy withdrew from the game. She was in very poor condition and sat on the ground, panting heavily. Her clothes were soaked with sweat, and her exposed figure drew sidelong glances from many people.
"Venti has now reached floor 412, Miss..."
"This isn't his limit yet. It's alright. I have a connection with him, and it's not unreasonable to lend him a hand occasionally. After all, the Dragon Kingdom helped us a lot in the past. Although I don't know why it has fallen into decline, as long as its foundation remains, it won't completely disappear." The graceful woman closed her fan and turned to leave.
(New version, from the 28th until now, my desert exploration level is almost 90, and there's one place that's already at 96. I've also collected all the Angesimians, all for Venti! Luckily, I didn't get any off-target!)
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