Xie Xie was the first to reach out and put his hand on Zhong Shenxiu's shoulder. His movements were natural, just like when joking in the dormitory, but his tone was unprecedentedly serious.
"Shenxiu," Xie Xie said earnestly, his dark green eyes filled with complex emotions, "If you encounter such questions in the future, you'd better not speak."
Tang Wulin nodded with deep understanding, and stretched out a hand to put on the other shoulder of Zhong Shenxiu. His palm was broad and strong, and when he put it on, he put it with a sincerity of "Brother, I am doing this for your own good."
"Yeah," Tang Wulin answered, with a tone that sounded like someone who had experienced the past, "It's too offensive."
It is self-evident who this "offend" refers to.
It was both of them who were offended.
Zhong Shenxiu looked at Xie Xie's hand on the left, which was resting on his shoulder, and then at Tang Wulin's hand on the right, the surprise on his face became even stronger.
"I'm telling the truth." He said, his light golden vertical pupils full of matter-of-factness.
Xie Xie's smile froze on his face.
Tang Wulin The hand on his shoulder was slightly firm, as if he was suppressing something.
"The truth hurts the most, you know?"
Xie Xie took a deep breath and said in the tone of someone who has experienced it, "There are some things that you just need to know in your heart. There is no need to say them out loud."
"Yes," Tang Wulin echoed, his big eyes filled with the meaning of "please be a human being", "You said you passed the level, and we can still understand. But you said 'very simple', so..."
He didn't finish what he said, but his meaning was already very clear.
Zhong Shenxiu frowned, as if he didn't understand why telling the truth would "offend" people. In his understanding, the facts are the facts, and there is no need to change the way of expression to take care of other people's emotions.
But looking at the "please stop talking" expressions on their faces, he still swallowed the words that came to his lips.
"Okay." He responded briefly.
Xie Xie and Tang Wulin breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and retracted their hands on his shoulders.
"But to be honest," Xie Xie came closer and asked in a lowered voice, "How strong is that guy with pink and blue hair? How many Soul Ring did she use when you fought her?"
This question made Tang Wulin also prick up his ears.
Zhong Shenxiu thought for a while, "The first three, then four, and the last five."
Xie Xie: "..."
Tang Wulin: "..."
Five rings.
Soul King.
Although they knew it was just Hall of Heroes Simulation's opponent, this message still caused the two of them to fall into a brief silence.
"So you hacked Five-Ring Soul King to death?" Xie Xie's voice was a little dry.
"Yeah." Zhong Shenxiu nodded.
"How many times?" Tang Wulin asked.
"Twice." Zhong Shenxiu said, "Once for the fourth ring and once for the fifth ring."
He spoke in an understatement, as if it was a normal thing to kill an opponent who was one or two levels higher than himself.
Xie Xie and Tang Wulin looked at each other again.
This time, there was no shock in their eyes, replaced by a kind of numb calm.
Get used to it.
Really used to it.
From the first day they met Zhong Shenxiu, this guy has been constantly rearranging their understanding of "strong".
First, it was Soul Power cultivation, then Martial Soul quality, and then combat skills. Now, even cross-level battles have become commonplace.
"I suddenly felt,"
Xie Xie Youyou said, "I was beaten out in the second level. It doesn't seem to be a shameful thing."
Tang Wulin was convinced. "Me too. After all, the opponent I faced was a three-ring opponent, while Shenxiu was facing a fifth-ring opponent."
After the two of them finished speaking, they looked at each other and showed a wry smile at the same time.
This is a good reason, but it's okay to deceive yourself. If you really want to get serious, they can't even survive the first level of the second ring, and Zhong Shenxiu has already hacked to death the fifth ring.
There is such a thing as difference, so I am afraid of comparison.
After another full minute, there was a flash of light, and a pale Gu Yue appeared in front of the three of them, only to see that strange scene.
I saw Zhong Shenxiu and Wu Zhangkong leaning against the wall in sync, one with his hands in his pockets and an expressionless face, the other standing with a knife in his hand with an indifferent expression. Both of them exuded an aura of "keep away from strangers", like two sculptures.
Tang Wulin and Xie Xie draw circles in the corners.
Yes, literally drawing circles.
The two people were squatting in the corner, scratching their fingers on the floor and mumbling something.
Gu Yue blinked.
She had just come out of Hall of Heroes, her face was still a little pale, and she had obviously experienced a hard battle inside. But the scene in front of her was so strange that she forgot her fatigue for a moment.
"What's going on?"
Gu Yue asked doubtfully, his eyes swept over Zhong Shenxiu and Wu Zhangkong, and finally landed on the two guys in the corner who were obviously trapped in self-doubt.
Wu Zhangkong snorted coldly, a trace of helplessness flashed in his sky-blue eyes.
"I was hit by Shenxiu."
His tone was understated, as if he was talking about a trivial matter. But if you listen carefully, you can detect a hint of schadenfreude in his words - gloating?
Gu Yue raised his eyebrows, and before he could ask further questions, Xie Xie had already bounced up from the ground like a spring.
He rushed to Gu Yue in three steps at a time, his dark green eyes burning with an almost fanatical light, like a drowning man grabbing the last life-saving straw.
"Gu Yue Gu Yue!"
Xie Xie couldn't wait to speak, with a kind of eager expectation in his voice, "Tell me! Tell me quickly! You have been defeated too, right?"
His tone was so sincere that Gu Yue was stunned for a second.
Then she nodded.
"Of course," Gu Yue said, his tone as calm as if he was describing today's weather, "My opponents have some supermodels."
When she said "supermodel", she meant that it was beyond the range of the model. The blue-haired boy, whether it was Soul Skill's connection or his control of the battle rhythm, were far beyond what Soul Master should be at the same level.
But when these words fell into Xie Xie's ears, they were more effective than any other comfort.
Xie Xie took a long breath, relaxed visibly, and even had a smile of relief on his face.
"As expected," he patted his chest, with a sense of joy in his voice, "This is a normal person."
After saying that, he looked back at Tang Wulin who was squatting in the corner, as if to say, "Look, it's not that we are too weak, but that our opponent is too strong."
Tang Wulin raised his head, gave him a thumbs up, then lowered his head and continued to draw circles.
Xie Xie came closer and lowered his voice and asked, "By the way, Gu Yue, how many tests have you passed?"
As soon as this question came out, Tang Wulin, who was drawing circles in the corner, also stopped what he was doing and raised his ears.
Gu Yue thought for a moment and stretched out his fingers to calculate.
"It seems like there are four levels," she said. "The level Special Grade is too difficult, and Four-Ring Soul Ancestor is still too difficult."
There was a hint of seriousness in her tone.
She tried to fight the fourth-ring opponent in the Special Grade level, and after assessing the gap between the two sides, she directly chose to give up.
Mental Shock+God's Eye View is still a four-ring level Soul Ancestor. Gu Yue will naturally not feel comfortable facing such an opponent.
Xie Xie The smile on his face froze.
He slowly turned his head and glanced at Tang Wulin who had just stood up and was about to say something.
Tang Wulin was also stunned, his big eyes full of confusion.