Chapter 362

BOOM!!!

The greatswords clashed several times, sparks flying everywhere, especially eye-catching in the dim space.

The two knights, one in blue and one in red, were like two comets under the night sky, clashing countless times in just a few seconds.

Although both of them were clad in magnificent and heavy armor, their movements remained agile, as if they were not affected in the slightest.

"Why won't you look me in the eye! Only I, Mordred, who inherited your bloodline, am the most suitable successor!!!"

A violent and frenzied female voice suddenly rang out in the open space. Crimson light particles appeared on the edge of the sword, illuminating the knight's face, which was a ferocious silver-white helmet like bull horns. A pair of emerald green pupils tinged with scarlet burned in the gap at the front of the helmet.

The knight gripped his greatsword tightly and roared in a low voice, the anger deep in his heart transforming into a boundless killing intent.

She hated the man before her, wishing she could cut him off his high throne.

"..."

The knight, clad in heavy blue and white armor, remained silent, holding his sword in one hand and standing still.

Unlike the other person, he wasn't wearing a helmet; beneath his golden, tousled hair was a resolute and handsome face.

But deep within those emerald green eyes lay indifference; he felt no emotion whatsoever towards the knights surrounding him.

"Still that same expression!! Still that indifferent expression!!!"

The red knight let out a piercing scream as if he had gone mad.

Even more dazzling red particles bloomed from the blade of the sword in his hand, and streams of light drifted around the knight.

"You cannot be king."

The blond man gripped his greatsword tightly with both hands and spoke coldly.

Golden particles emerged from the sword, and a faint vortex rose from the man's feet.

Snap... Snap snap...

An eerie applause suddenly rang out from a corner not far away.

As if startled, the two knights suddenly stopped what they were doing and looked toward the source of the sound.

"This is truly an amazing makeup technique. If I didn't know you very well and hadn't watched your performance for so long, I probably wouldn't have recognized you at all."

Han Yu, leaning against the wall, smiled as she looked at the two people in front of her.

So, the "something going on" Wu Liang was talking about... was actually staging an awkward stage play in a place like this...

Chapter 94: Before the Performance

Wu Liang, rubbing his forehead in embarrassment, sat on the steps and sighed heavily.

He had already learned from Nan Qingshui that He Xue Han Yu, Nan Zhu, and others had also come here.

That's why he came to this abandoned open space to rehearse before the match, afraid of being discovered by acquaintances.

If Nan Zhu and the others saw him like this, they would probably laugh their heads off.

Performing in such an awkward and childish manner is even more embarrassing than having him dance the hula in front of everyone.

However, despite taking all the necessary precautions, Han Yu still managed to find out.

"Milutin, you acted very well too; you actually managed to evoke my emotions."

Han Yu walked slowly to the two of them and spoke with a smile on her face.

Isn't this a bit too much of a coincidence? Wu Liang is actually a cosplayer who came to participate in the competition.

She had never heard of Wu Liang having any interest in cosplay before, so why the sudden change...?

"Really? Then it seems my performance was acceptable."

Milutin immediately beamed with pride after receiving the praise.

In the past few days, she has lost count of how many times Teacher Ye and Qijiu have lectured her.

Either her tone of voice is off, or her movements are too stiff and not standard enough, or she speaks too fast and is hard to hear.

If this were given to her in the past, she would have already slacked off. Instead, she'd let you practice, practice making geoduck.

Fortunately, the young master encouraged her, which allowed her to continue practicing.

However, thanks to repeated rehearsals, she can now almost perfectly portray the role of Mordred.

"Wu Liang, why are you here? And if I'm not mistaken, Nan Qingshui's earlier statement about being with friends must have meant being with you guys."

Han Yu stood with his arms crossed, watching Wu Liang with great interest.

At the cosplay expo, what else is this guy hiding?

"As you can see, I'm here to participate in the competition."

Wu Liang raised his hands in surrender; since he had already been recognized, there was no point in continuing to hide it.

If it were Nan Zhu, he could be fooled, but Han Yu very smart, and if he lies, the other party will easily see through it.

"That emotionless maid is here too, isn't she? I don't believe there are only the two of you here."

Han Yu bent down and squatted in front of Wu Liang. After looking around, she didn't see anyone else.

Yao Shi, that emotionless and expressionless maid, could not possibly leave Wu Liang's side; he must be somewhere in this exhibition hall.

But why would Wu Liang and his group specifically attend such a boring exhibition?

Given Wu Liang's personality, the other party shouldn't be someone who's interested in this kind of exhibition.

"Yao Shi... she..."

"It's truly an honor to be remembered by Han Yu. I never expected to run into her here. What a coincidence."

A clear, ethereal female voice suddenly rang out behind Han Yu.

She hurriedly turned her head to look at the source of the sound, and saw Yao Shi, wearing a kimono and a red coat, walking slowly towards her from a distance.

Meanwhile, Nan Qingshui and two other women were following behind Yao Shi. One was wearing a black JK uniform, and the other was wearing a gorgeous floor-length evening gown.

The group walked out of the corridor where Han Yu had come from and came to stand in front of Wu Liang and the others.

"Teacher Ye... Teacher Ye??"

Han Yu was stunned when he saw the face of the JK girl clearly, even though her makeup had been changed.

But the other person was undoubtedly her homeroom teacher. So why? Why was that usually stern-faced teacher standing here dressed in a JK uniform with an innocent look on his face?

Han Yu's mind was a little blank for a moment; she couldn't guess why Teacher Ye was here.

"Why are all my students here...?"

Ye Luotong covered her forehead, both amused and exasperated, wondering what was going on.

She could understand if Nan Qingshui had attended the exhibition, since she was a well-known beauty blogger and had a good relationship with Qijiu.

But she never expected that Han Yu would be here. Logically speaking, Han Yu should be the last person who should be here.

"Teacher Ye, didn't I just tell you? We have a lot of people here."

Nan Qingshui smiled awkwardly. Oh dear, Senior Han Yu found out.

However, she didn't expect to be able to fool the other person, especially since the other person was Senior Han Yu...

"As you can see, we compete in teams of five."

Wu Liang stood up, put his hand on Han Yu's shoulder, and spoke softly.

Anyway, there's still some time before our group appears, so let Han Yu get a feel for the current situation first.

"Now that you've seen it all, let me, your teacher, explain it to you."

Ye Luotong sighed and shook her head helplessly.

The thought of performing this play in front of her students sent chills down her spine.

But what can be done? She chose this path herself, and she has to walk it to the end, even if she's crying.

"Ha..."

Han Yu nodded blankly; she really needed someone to explain things to her properly...

Five minutes later...

"In other words, Teacher Ye used to be an excellent cosplayer who wanted to prove herself at International Exhibition."

"But because of this young lady, this dream was put on hold, and Teacher Ye later became a teacher, abandoning her beloved cosplay."

Han Yu calmly sorted through the information in her mind, then turned to look at the woman in an evening gown beside her.

It was this person who made the suggestion, which is why Wu Liang and the others came to participate in this competition to make up for Teacher Ye's unfulfilled dream.

"You're quick to understand things, aren't you?"

Qijiu said with some surprise, "This pretty little girl in front of me is quite smart."

It only took five minutes to sort out the cause and effect of the matter.

"What's there to hide, Teacher Ye?"

"Just do what you like. If you keep getting caught up in trivial matters, things will only get worse."

Han Yu dusted himself off and stood up. If he liked it, he should go for it.

Just like her, she liked Wu Liang, and nothing could stop her feelings of liking and admiration.

Liking something is an emotion, or you could say it's a kind of persistence; she can dedicate everything to the things she likes.

Although this behavior might seem a bit too obsessive, it's simply how Han Yu lives.

"I'm really looking forward to your performance, and I'll be watching from the audience."

Han Yu walked to Wu Liang's side, reached out and poked the bright silver armor, and smiled faintly.

Surprisingly, the male Nan Zhu can be quite useful sometimes; he actually got lucky and stumbled upon a perfect opportunity...

Chapter 95: The Nan Zhu's Beloved

"I just saw Rat and Miao Lian. They seemed to be having a good time chatting."

"Why don't we go out first and get some dessert together?"

Ning Shuang patted He Xue's shoulder and whispered something in her ear.

This exhibition was indeed quite interesting, and the professional cosplayers on stage, each with their own unique style, were very attractive.

But they've been watching this for a long time, and continuing to watch will only result in the same formula being repeated endlessly.

It was quite fun at first, but as time went on, it became increasingly monotonous, and she got tired of it.

She couldn't understand how these viewers could find enjoyment in such monotonous cosplay shows.

Perhaps it's because she's not a homebody enough that she couldn't fit into the atmosphere.

But we can't entirely blame her! She wasn't a hardcore anime fan to begin with, so it's understandable that she found it boring.

On the contrary, it's quite remarkable that she's been able to persist at this exhibition for so long.

"Well, since Ning Shuang, you don't want to watch anymore, let's go out for a walk."

He Xue glanced at the cosplayers interacting with the audience above the stage and nodded obediently.

Actually, she was quite happy watching it, since she rarely comes into contact with such novel things.

However, Ning Shuang's point is not without merit; the poses struck by those cosplayers are indeed somewhat too similar.

There's no need to watch it for long, and the surrounding environment is indeed a bit noisy.

"You seem a little unsatisfied, but we've been looking for quite a while now. Let's go out and get something to eat before coming back in."

"Let's meet up with Nan Zhu and the others later. Anyway, most of them have already left."