The shadows of the trees outside the window were blown by the night wind, drawing messy lines on the floor.
Chen Jieqi looked in the direction of Shrek's station. There were no lights over there, and it was pitch black, like a well.
He moved his eyes away and moved further away.
Angel God Statue glowed eternally in the night. Under the base of the statue, he knew what was hidden there.
At the same time, Spirit City is in a simple inn somewhere.
Tang Hao stands in front of the window. From the second floor, you can see the dome of Spirit City Great Soul Arena.
The lights in the dome had been turned off, but he did not move his eyes away. He was not looking at the ring, but at the young man on the ring.
The frozen blood in the tiger's mouth, the "flat" look in his eyes when he retracted the hammer.
His back never stopped when he walked past his teammates.
He saw all this.
He can see it more clearly than any other audience, because he once had that kind of eyes, that kind of back, and that kind of person.
He turned around and grabbed the robe hanging on the back of the chair.
The chair was shaken twice but did not fall over.
He has opened the door and wants to see the mistress.
Before the semi-finals, he must let his son understand something,
It is the bottom line warning to his son from a father who has also walked that road.
Qian Renxue was in the study, thinking about the arena during the day,
She changed back to her real body late at night, tapping her fingertips on the table unconsciously.
One purple and three black Soul Ring. One hammer, seven people.
At this moment, she thought of someone and slowly stood up and walked by the window.
She stood in front of the window of the side hall for a long time, and then made a very light movement,
The right hand is held in a virtual fist and raised in front of the face, as if it is holding something.
That was the Ashbringer in his hand when she fought Chen Jieqi outside Valley of Light.
She remembered every frame of the flame of the sword, the force of the collision, and his body that was shaken back half a step and then immediately stabilized.
Then she switched to her left hand.
The left hand was not held empty, but stretched out, imagining the moment when Tang San and Clear Sky Hammer hit the ring.
She also remembered every frame of the dark golden shock wave, the broken bluestone, and the seven Soul Ancestor that fell to the ground.
She closed her eyes and stacked the two images together.
Ashbringer and Clear Sky Hammer.
After a few minutes, she opened her eyes.
"It's not a big problem." She said to the night outside the window.
This conclusion is derived from her own baseline as a young master of the Spirit Hall and a top genius at level 20 of Innate Full Soul Power.
She had played with Chen Jieqi a long time ago and knew his approximate strength.
Today I watched Tang San's "Strong Strike" and I know where the limit of that shock wave is.
When the two sets of data are placed in the same coordinate system, the results are very clear.
Then the next question is not "can he live?" but "is he worth waiting for?"
Shrek Academy station.
Xiao Wu did not return to the room.
She stood at the end of the corridor for a long time, then opened her door, closed it, and leaned against the door panel.
In the darkness, she could finally stop pretending to be calm.
She raised her hand and looked at her fingertips.
The fingers that had touched the door just now were trembling slightly.
It's not that I'm afraid, it's that the aura hasn't dissipated yet.
What others see is the dark red Soul Ring.
What she smelled was blood, what others felt was cold.
What she felt was death, not the death of a living thing, but something crawling out from the depths of the killing.
I died once, and again, and after dying so many times, even death itself was sharpened into a knife.
She recognized this scent.
The cold on Tang San is not the same kind as Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.
But it also made her want to turn around and run away.
She closed her eyes and thought of the roof of the Nuoding Academy.
Tang San wrapped Blue Silver Grass around the tiles all night just to give her a place to sleep without leaking.
The smell on him at that time was warm, like grass leaves and morning dew.
He smells cold now.
It was deathly silence, blood, and something she couldn't name and something that shouldn't belong to this world.
He pinched Blue Silver Grass. What he pinched was not just grass.
Xiao Wu buried his face in his knees.
"Third Brother."
She spoke into the darkness, her voice very soft, as if she was calling him, or someone who was no longer here.
"Can you come back?"
No one answered.
Moonlight leaked in through the gaps in the curtains, drawing a thin white line on the floor.
She watched the light until it was obscured by clouds and the room fell into darkness again.
In the following days, the games whose endings had already been written were staged one by one.
Huangdou Academy, Dugu Yan stood in the center of the team.
Her earthen walls blocked every attack route, and Yu Tianheng's dragon claws tore apart every defense.
Shi Mo Shi Mo's Black Tortoise shield wall never shattered, and Ye Lingling's Nine-Heart Begonia didn't even light up a few times.
Seven games in a row, no damage.
Chen Jieqi has not played.
Someone asked Qin Ming: "When will he come on?"
Qin Ming answered, "When needed."
After this sentence was spread, everyone was thinking, what on earth is the captain of Huangdou waiting for?
Shrek Academy, Tang San only played three games.
Every game has the same process: step onto the ring, summon Clear Sky Hammer, hammer, and it's over.
When you step off the ring, you don't look at your teammates, your opponents, or the audience.
Xiao Wu Every time I want to get close to communicate, his tone becomes colder and colder.
In one game, the opponent's captain immediately raised his hands and admitted defeat after the referee called start.
There were no boos in the audience, only silence.
Because everyone understands why he dare not fight.
Spirit Hall Academy, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, Yan, the fastest is three minutes, the slowest is five minutes.
There is no drama like clearing the field with one hammer, but every game is like a textbook, charming and controlling the field, Moon Blade splits, Flame Lord crushes it head-on.
Someone commented. "They are more like a team than Shrek."
Someone else said, "But there is no Tang San in their team."
The last one is Xingluo Royal Academy.
Dai Weisi said something after the 16th to 8th game, "My brother is in Shrek."
No one asked, but everyone in the team knew that he was waiting for Dai Mubai.
The moment the semi-finals were announced, the bulletin board outside Great Soul Arena was crowded with people.
Two pieces of parchment, four lines of words:
Shrek Academy vs. Xingluo Royal Academy.
Heaven Dou Royal Academy vs. Spirit Hall Academy.
No one is talking about it because the results are all expected.
Late at night, Spirit City became quiet. The semi-finals will start tomorrow.
Chen Jieqi stood in front of the window and looked out the window.
Sheng Hui said, "It's your turn tomorrow."
He answered, "Yeah."
Then look towards the direction of Shrek station.
There, there are real "problems" that he must face in the finals.
At this time, Tang San was sitting on the bed, with his eyes closed, and he was practicing his innate skills.
But the cold feeling of emptiness that came from the depths of his bones after swinging the hammer lingered.
It's not like Soul Power being exhausted, it's more like something more essential has been permanently drained away.
There was no light in Xiao Wu's room, so he used Soul Beast's instinct to smell the scent in the air that had faded but was frozen into the bone marrow.
He was sliding to the other side, and her courage to even reach out was failing.
Qian Renxue stood in front of the window, looking at Angel God Statue glowing in the night.
Hu Liena.
That woman's personal disciple, the leader of Spirit Hall Golden Generation,
A genius called "Saint" by the entire Spirit City.
That woman gave her the best resources and the most complete teachings,
Cultivate her as a successor.
And what about yourself?
My childhood was spent in the disguise of the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace,
Every breath must be calculated and measured, and every word must be carefully concealed.
She has never been jealous Hu Liena.
She just thought it was ridiculous.
Hu Liena's proud charm was nothing but a candle in the wind in front of him.
That woman's most proud disciple will have all his pride burned through by that light in front of all the Spirit City audience.
"Xiao Qi," she whispered to the statue, her tone seemed to be giving a decree that only she could hear.
"This time, collect some interest for me first!"
Let her know that the love she has received over the years is not her own.
Sooner or later, I have to return it.