Chapter 367
The young master is very strong, even stronger than she imagined, which makes her very excited.
She hadn't felt this excited in a long time, and Wu Liang's power once again awakened the wildness hidden deep within her.
"Ha!"
The sword blade grazed Wu Liang's cheek as it slashed down, and a few strands of golden hair fell from the air.
The whistling sword energy cleaved the air, creating a series of screams, and Milutin's face, hidden under his helmet, was filled with intense pleasure.
The crimson greatsword spun rapidly in her hand like a windmill, unleashing a storm of attacks, each strike aimed at Wu Liang's vitals.
Completely immersed in the duel, Milutin was so excited she wanted to scream; the stronger the opponent, the more thrilled she felt.
Wu Liang's mercenary nature was fully awakened. Milutin seized the opportunity and kicked Wu Liang in the chest, the sharp blade pointing directly at his face.
Bang!
The melodious sound of swords rang out again. Wu Liang blocked Milutin's attack and took several steps back before regaining his balance.
Looking down at his chest armor, he saw that the spot where Milutin had kicked him was now mostly dented.
"That Milutin guy..."
Wu Liang stared at Milutin, whose eyes twitched as he suddenly looked like he was on drugs.
Are they really going to kill him? If he hadn't dodged quickly, he probably would have been blown to the head and his head would have been splattered all over the ground.
"What? You're not doing well now? You've gotten weaker."
Milutin slung the greatsword over his shoulder and grinned menacingly.
But before she could finish speaking, a sudden, crisp sound interrupted her laughter, and spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread across the menacing bull-horned helmet.
Click...
Everyone present heard the crisp sound, and the Red Knight's helmet was split in two before everyone's eyes.
The mask revealed a woman's face that looked exactly like Arthur's, but was more delicate and youthful.
"Huh?"
Her golden ponytail was tied up high, and her pair of blue eyes held a hint of shock.
As if he hadn't quite grasped what had happened, the knight stood there in a daze, touching his cheek before looking at the helmet that had fallen to the ground.
"Mordred, your wish is wrong."
"You cannot replace your father as King of Britain, nor can you surpass your father."
A pleasant female voice rang out behind the blue knight, and Ye Luotong, dressed in a JK uniform, slowly emerged from the shadows.
The tight-fitting black stockings perfectly accentuated Ye Luotong's beautiful legs.
As she stood there looking at the two knights in front of her, a bright red six-pointed star appeared beneath her feet.
The spotlight above the stage transformed into various particles that fell upon her, while the magic circle flickering in the void revealed a bewitching red light.
Ye Luotong, however, was relatively tall, and the slightly narrow, fitted uniform did not cover her delicate body well.
It seems that Qijiu was careless when choosing the numbers, which is why Ye Luotong doesn't dare to make any big moves now.
Now, she can reveal her snow-white belly with just a slight puff of her chest, and the short skirt that is so short that it barely covers her thighs makes her feel ashamed.
That bastard Qijiu definitely did it on purpose. That guy knows his size very well, so there's absolutely no way the other person could have chosen the wrong size.
"The war is over. Your existence as outliers is a complete bug."
"Mordred, you have been corrupted. The reason you have become like this is simply because your obsession has been aggravated and magnified infinitely."
Ye Luotong walked to Wu Liang's side and stared at Milutin in front of her with a serious expression.
But out of the corner of his eye, he kept glancing at Qijiu at the edge of the stage. That damned girl deliberately made herself wear a size too small in the uniform.
Does that bastard Qijiu really want to embarrass herself on stage? By the way, isn't this uniform a little too small?
Both the top and skirt are ridiculously short, with the skirt barely covering the thighs. Any slight movement would cause it to expose the wearer.
If there were security guards here, they probably would have kicked her out long ago. She'll definitely settle the score with Qijiu after this performance.
"You think you, a worthless nobody, are worthy to speak to me in such a condescending tone?"
Milutin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and spat dismissively. (The tomato juice had been prepared beforehand.)
He glanced at the helmet at his feet, then stomped on it and crushed it to pieces.
"Woman, I'll kill you!!"
His grotesque features were squeezed together, and a maniacal smile appeared on Milutin's lips.
The surging red light spread outward from the gaps in the armor, instantly enveloping the person in a crimson glow.
"No, you lost, Mordred."
Ye Luotong slowly raised her right hand, the last remaining curse mark on the back of her hand glowing with a scarlet light.
The magic circle that had been shimmering at her feet suddenly burst into a light that could illuminate the entire venue.
In an instant, the previously dimly lit meeting room was illuminated as bright as day.
"Waaaaah, my eyes are going to go blind!!!"
"We can't see anything anymore! The show was just getting to its most exciting part, and then this happens!!"
"I'll scare you, you monkey! Lighting technician, I'll kill you?!"
As the brightness of the venue was increased to its maximum, a chorus of groans and wails erupted from the audience.
The audience, who were holding their breath and staring intently at the stage, were completely unprepared for this turn of events, and everyone was simultaneously attacked by flashbangs.
"By the third Command Spell, Arthur Pendragon will surely be victorious."
Just as the audience was hurriedly wiping away their tears and adjusting to the light, a firm and powerful female voice rang out from above the stage.
All the lights inside the venue were turned on, and the previous dark and gloomy atmosphere completely dissipated.
The air conditioners that were releasing cold air were turned into hot air, and the cold air that had previously surrounded the venue was driven away by the heat wave.
The atmosphere in the venue reached its peak at this moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on the blue knight.
"I will surely bring you victory."
Wu Liang took a step forward, his right foot stepping into the hidden compartment he had prepared beforehand, and his thumb quietly pressed the button on the hilt of his sword.
A howling wind blew upwards from beneath the hidden compartment in the ground, revealing a pair of gentle, watery eyes beneath wispy, golden hair.
Dazzling particles of light were constantly gathering on the greatsword in his hand, and a confident smile appeared on his lips.
"Mordred, do you need any help?"
Suddenly appearing behind Milutin, Yao Shi reached out and patted Milutin on the shoulder.
He drew his dagger from its sheath, twirled it, and gripped it tightly in his hand, looking coldly at Ye Luotong and Wu Liang.
Especially when she saw Ye Luotong acting very intimately with Wu Liang, a cold glint flashed in Yao Shi's eyes.
It was a little... unpleasant...
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Chapter 102: Abandoned Teacher Ethics
Ye Luotong was in a very awkward situation because she knew she was about to do something very embarrassing, which put her to the test both physically and mentally.
She is a teacher, and if she is disrespectful to her students and loses her professional ethics as a teacher, it is undoubtedly an insult to the word "teacher".
What troubled her most was Han Yu and the others sitting in the audience. What if this got out from Han Yu and the others?
Not only will her image as a strict teacher be completely destroyed, but her teaching career may also come to an end.
The immoral and unethical relationship between the teacher and student was enough to push her and Wu Liang into the abyss.
"The girl and her Heroic Spirit have descended upon this land as saviors; they will mend the void in this world and defeat these two outliers who threaten its peace."
The final battle anthem has begun, but their time is running out.
"Three minutes! You have three minutes left. Save the world in these final three minutes!"
Qijiu suddenly stood up and took a step forward, and a golden scepter appeared in her hand from who-knows-where.
The final narration of the entire story was delivered in her ethereal and proud voice, as a giant, golden ancient bell slowly descended from above the curtain.
The three-minute countdown officially began, and the second hand clicked as it passed the clock face, each click like a giant hammer striking the hearts of all the spectators in the arena.
No one expected that this was actually a three-minute countdown, since three minutes in anime can often stretch into several days.
As it turned out, the actors actually dared to complete the play in a real three-minute timer during its climax, which was also the most difficult part to wrap up.
"Are you crazy...? How much confidence does someone have to think they can finish in three minutes...?"
"Holy crap! My heart was in my throat!! The sound coming from that ancient bell was so piercing!!"
"That was brilliant... it even perfectly recreated the tense atmosphere..."
The countdown displayed to the audience undoubtedly brought the atmosphere in the venue to an absolute peak.
In this way, everyone would understand that the final battle would end within three minutes.
These three minutes will be the most anticipated by the audience, and will be the golden three minutes that determine the outcome.
But this is all predicated on Wu Liang and his team meeting at the exact same time. It's a huge gamble, and Qijiu is betting on Wu Liang and his team's control of the rhythm.
"Tongtong, it's up to you now..."
Qijiu closed her eyes and smiled faintly.
Whether you can get Yao Shi to take action depends on your performance.
"That Qijiu... she's deliberately reminding me..."
Ye Luotong stared blankly at the countdown timer above, clenching her fists and muttering through gritted teeth.
That guy makes it sound so easy, but it's not that simple at all in practice.
"You've already slept together, a kiss won't hurt you."
"Don't talk to me about professional ethics and such nonsense. You know best what you think of that kid Wu Liang."
"Don't make me remind you anymore, the relationship between you two has long since transcended the ordinary teacher-student relationship, hasn't it?"
Recalling what Qijiu had told her earlier, Ye Luotong bit her lip and looked at Wu Liang in front of her with a complicated expression. Finally, she turned her gaze to Yao Shi, who was not far away.
The final storyline focuses on the interaction between Yao Shi, Milutin, and Wu Liang. If Yao Shi doesn't participate, the final direction of the game cannot be perfectly recreated.
However, as a maid, Yao Shi had no way to harm Wu Liang. To get Yao Shi's character involved, it was necessary to provoke Yao Shi as Qijiu had suggested.
"Ah! Forget about professional ethics! All I want now is to finish this play well!!!"
Ye Luotong roared wildly in her heart, and after taking a deep breath, she crushed the last line of professional ethics that she had adhered to for so long.
She suddenly raised her small face and walked to Wu Liang's side, gently leaning on his shoulder and staring at his handsome face.
Ye Luotong's cheeks were flushed with a deep blush, and then, as if she had made up her mind, she suddenly tiptoed forward and leaned in, no longer caring about anything else.
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Wu Liang, who had been pulled closer by Ye Luotong, was momentarily bewildered.
Huh? Shouldn't this be the climax of her, Milutin's, and Yao Shi's performance? Ye Luotong suddenly realized...
Before the question could be uttered, a fragrant breeze wafted towards them, and Ye Luotong's delicate and rosy face came into view.
A soft touch suddenly came from her cheek, and a faint scent of perfume wafted through Ye Luotong's body.
Her soft, delicate body leaned against his shoulder, and he instinctively wrapped his arms around Ye Luotong's slender waist, pulling her into his embrace. The unique softness of a woman made his heart tremble. "I hope we can go to the library together again."