Xue Ying was still so calm, but her heartbeat never stopped rising.
When the first game started, a woman's voice sounded in her heart, and that voice was so familiar, because her voice was so beautiful. Once she heard it once, it might be hard to forget it in her lifetime. What's more, those are the people around him, and they are the most important people to him. She had no way of knowing how she contacted her, because they were not players in the same war zone, and the square of the competition was obviously cut off from the outside world.
"Sister Xueying, you like my brother, right?"
One sentence made her calm heart suddenly stir. Her brother was the one who easily defeated her, and then easily opened the door to her heart, easily walked into her heart, and easily made her cry... After more than a month of getting along with her, she who rejected everyone was so easily... He conquers.
That was a man who had a fatal attraction for women, a man who she couldn't help but think of every day and couldn't forget no matter what. Because of him, she often lost her mind, and because of him, she cried heartbrokenly several times.
It was like she was under his spell.
Do you like him? What a simple question. If you didn't like him, why did you think about him every day after he left? In a few months, not only did the longing not diminish at all, but it accumulated deeper and deeper. If you didn't like him, why would you cry so much when you heard the news of his death, and why would you cry with joy when you knew he was back
However, he is Chinese and a member of the Long family, and he is a Japanese woman. The person who harmed him and his family several times was his adoptive father. He must have a deep hatred for Japan. Will he like himself
After being separated from the world for more than ten years, her character has become extremely withdrawn, and she instinctively rejects outsiders. Because of this, before meeting Feng Xiao, her emotional world was completely blank. But the blank emotional world is easiest to be dyed with color. The appearance of Feng Xiao was like a heavy brush stroke in her blank emotional world, which could never be erased and would always be so eye-catching.
She was silent because she didn't know how to answer.
"I know that Sister Xueying must like my brother. Some time ago, when my brother lost his mind and destroyed your Emperor's City, Sister Xueying not only did not stop him, but hugged him tightly and cried very sadly... "
It was the scene she saw in the soul world that made her truly accept Blood Cherry. She often sighs happily that her brother seems to have met the most infatuated woman in the world.
Bloody Cherry: "..."
"Sister Xueying, my brother has very important things to do now, so he has to wait a long time to participate in the game. However, this game is very important to my brother, and to our entire country. Can you... delay the game for my brother's sake? Time, at least don't let Xiaotian... By the way, you must have seen him, it is Xiaotian Yijian who appears on behalf of our China. At least don't let him come to power too early, okay... "
"I know that my request is really selfish, because you also represent the position of a country. If you do that, you will really betray the country and the nation, and you will definitely get a lot of infamy... But, Sister Xueying, you have to listen to me carefully, in fact, you are also a Chinese!"
Xue Ying's body trembled violently several times.
"You must think I'm lying to you, right? Let me tell you, I'm actually talking to you with my soul now. It's incredible, right? But it's true. People's voices can be lies, and their actions can be Hypocrisy, but the soul that carries the essence of human nature is absolutely impossible to lie. You are really a Chinese, and your body is filled with our Yanhuang blood."
"I know your adoptive father is the emperor of Japan. I think he must have told you that your parents are dead long ago, but let me tell you. Your biological father is still in this world and is watching you in front of the TV. Yet."
Feng Yao's voice was as soft as a breeze, but every word struck Xue Ying's heart like a heavy hammer.
A person who has only met once tells a person that he is actually from another country and does not belong to the country where he has lived for more than ten years. That person's first reaction must be to sneer or even retort. But Xue Ying... She found herself believing it. That girl's voice seemed to have a strange magic power, making her firmly believe that not a word she said would be a lie.
My heart strings were completely messed up.
Feng Yao is the master of Fuxi, and Fuxi Qin can control the minds of all things. Feng Yao's soul sound transmission is integrated with Fuxi's power, which can easily transmit her inner voice into the depths of the other party's soul, allowing the other party to fully feel her emotions and sincerity, thus making the other party subconsciously believe everything she says. Words, every word.
"Sister Xueying, whether you believe my words or not, are you willing to believe me once for my brother?"
Feng Yao learned from Feng Xiao that Xue Ying was sent to an isolated island for cruel training when she was very young. She only came back three years ago. Because of this, her emotions were frozen and she would have no influence on Japan. Emotions are just simple obedience to her "adopted father", not feelings. And if he continues to play this extremely important emotional card, Xue Ying will definitely be shaken. Because if she is really from China, after she chooses to agree to Feng Yao, she can be recognized by China, she can be recognized by him, and she can stay by his side without any barriers.
So, Xue Ying walked towards the arena. This is a gamble, a gamble with her future, reputation, and happiness!
At this time, she stood proudly on the stage, accepting the attention of the whole world, and the turmoil in her heart had completely calmed down, becoming as calm as dead water. Now that you have started, there is no turning back. Then, just do your best on the path you choose!
If you want to challenge China, you must first defeat me, Blood Cherry!
There is a strange atmosphere permeating the entire Japanese country. When Xue Ying made a stunning appearance and instantly killed the God of Maldives, they burst into loud cheers. In the next game, she still won easily, but they could no longer cheer. The development of things was completely different from what they thought, and all they could do was to wait patiently and watch the development of the game. They could not intervene in the game, or even transmit their voices to the game scene.
"Challenge: The No. 2 player from Italy, 'Fire Soul Guardian' Flame Wolf... The competition begins!"
As soon as the word "…beginning" fell, the scene immediately fell into silence, and the arena was also deathly calm. Unexpectedly, Xue Ying did not launch a violent attack this time, but stood there quietly, looking at his opponent coldly.
"Fire Soul Guardian" is a powerful profession that is good at defense and can use the power of the God of Fire to inflict damage on the opponent's attacks. But facing Xue Ying, he didn't dare to be careless at all, because her fierce attack easily broke through the defense of Emperor Shi Tianmo, and even killed him in two moves. At this moment, he was staring at her with an eyebrow, paying attention to every subtle movement she made, and he didn't even dare to use auxiliary skills. Because there is bound to be a momentary gap before and after using the auxiliary skills. Although it is only a moment, for someone like Xue Ying, whose speed and reaction ability are terrifyingly high, it is enough for her to kill herself easily.
Ten seconds...twenty seconds...one minute.
Xue Ying still didn't make the slightest move, while some cold sweat appeared on Yan Lang's forehead, which was originally calm.
Although no one has seen her true appearance, there is no doubt that Xue Ying, who ranks first in the Japanese beauty rankings, must be an extremely beautiful beauty, and her eyes and gaze are also very beautiful. But Yanlang, who was standing in front of her and looking at him, felt that those extremely beautiful eyes were like two cold ice knives, piercing his eyes... until they penetrated into his heart, making him gradually shiver all over.
No matter how beautiful a knife is, it’s still a knife!
Yanlang finally couldn't bear the inexplicable torture any longer. He roared, stretched out his left hand, and rushed forward, using a huge shield burning with flames to protect his body and hit Xueying.
In the audience, Wilcox turned the skate in his hand habitually, shook his head and said: "There is no need to watch anymore. In terms of momentum, he has already been defeated miserably."
"That's not necessarily the case!" A tall body appeared behind him. After the initial irritation, Ross had basically regained his composure, but the resentment and unwillingness in his eyes still did not fade away.
Wilcox glanced at him but said nothing.
"Guardian of Fire Soul" is worthy of the word "Fire Soul". As he runs, the participating players near the arena can vaguely feel a heat wave coming through a transparent protective cover, and his feet step on It spreads burning flames wherever it passes. Even a fire mage is unable to display this effect.
It wasn't until the huge flame shield came close to her that Xue Ying finally made a move. Her body swayed slightly, and she had already moved five meters at a very fast speed, making Yan Lang's impact completely miss. After another shake, she had already appeared in front of her. Behind Yan Lang, both blades came down and stabbed at his back.
Then, Yan Lang seemed to have eyes on his back. Just as Xue Ying stabbed out with both hands, Yan Lang, who still maintained his forward posture, suddenly held the shield behind his back with a twisting movement...
when! Clang!
With two crisp sounds, Kikuichimonji and Gaia's Meng Thorn landed on the shield at the same time. Flame Wolf staggered a few steps under the impact of the power, but was unscathed. The moment Xue Ying's body was attacked by the giant shield, he suddenly The force of the explosion sent him flying, and he landed ten meters away before he stabilized his body.
After taking a look at his own blood tank, Xue Ying finally felt a little more solemn. Just one blocking skill can give him more than 9,000 lives, which shows his offensive ability. At least it exceeded my budget.
Yan Lang didn't seem to want to give Xue Ying a chance to breathe. As soon as he regained his balance, he held up his shield again and hit Xue Ying's direction in the same way. Leave a trail of flames along the way. And the flame he left behind still showed no sign of extinguishing at this time, but was vaguely burning more and more.
Xue Ying still avoided it easily, but this time she did not launch an attack rashly, but retreated to the far edge of the arena, watching his movements coldly, as if looking for his flaw. Yan Lang, who lost his target again, immediately turned around and stepped on the flames again to hit Xue Ying.
The arena is 50 meters long. As Yanlang ran three times in three directions, three straight lines of fire were connected to the arena.
This time, Xue Ying still easily avoided it, and then quickly moved to the other side of the arena, watching coldly as he rushed towards him again. With her speed and reflexes, if she wanted, she could let this person carry the heavy flame shield. , whose speed can only be described as "slow" in her eyes, no one would even think of touching her.
Once, twice... ten times... twenty times...
Gradually, the scene became extremely weird.
"What's going on?" Wilcox said with a frown. After the initial collision, the game between the two became like an act. Yanlang was like a madman...or rather a robot, rushing towards Xue Ying's location non-stop. No matter where Xue Ying moved to, he would rush towards it immediately. Nearly ten minutes later, he was still like this, with no trace in between. The slightest pause.
As for Xue Ying, she avoided it lightly again and again, but never made a move again. It seemed that after the first attack failed, she was helpless.
"Obviously, that woman is stalling for time." Dishi Tianmo, standing beside him, said with half-squinted eyes.
"Delaying time?" Wilcox was confused for a moment, then snorted and said: "What about the Flame Wolf of your great Italian country? Don't tell me that the second master of your great Italian country can only act like a brainless barbarian. Rushing like cattle.”
"No! He has already won." Dishi Tianmo Ross finally grinned, showing a smile with a hint of joy.
"Oh?" Wilcox frowned again, did not ask any more questions, and looked towards the arena. At this moment, Yanlang, who had been running and charging repeatedly, suddenly stopped.
At this time, his face no longer had the solemnity and calmness it had when he first took the stage, but was filled with a confident smile.