"Huh..."
In a blank space of consciousness, Zhou Chuan slowly exhaled.
Just as he expected, after he picked up the brush and added the finishing touch, Bai Wuchang turned from virtual to real and descended to the human world.
However, he did not expect that Hei Wuchang, who was originally wandering in the depths of his heart, suddenly broke away from the card state the moment the card was successfully made, and met Bai Wuchang's eyes with a slightly happy look.
Unlike the usual eye contact, the feeling between them is like old friends meeting again after many years, with white hair and different worlds.
It seemed like a moment had passed, but also like a thousand years had passed. The black and white figures simultaneously turned into cards and fell into Zhou Chuan's hands.
Zhou Chuan glanced at the Bai Wuchang card and saw the following image engraved on it:
Bai Wuchang was seen holding the mourning stick in his arm, bowing with both hands and showing a pale smile.
There was another soul-calling banner planted behind it, fluttering in the cold wind, and pairs of resentful eyes could be vaguely seen between the scattered long curtains.
Different from the simple viciousness of Hei Wuchang, this card makes people feel cold from another strange angle.
"I finally got the second purple spiritual card."
Zhou Chuan said softly, then turned over the card to check its detailed information:
Real name: Bai Wuchang
Quality: Purple
Category: Spirit Card (Ghost Fairy)
Introduction: All things are impermanent, and all things are born and die at the same time. Having crossed the river of oblivion, we all return to our eternal homeland.
Features:
Harmony: The mild-tempered Bai Wuchang is very good at controlling and arresting people.
Yin Shuai: When Bai Wuchang participates in the battle, the combat effectiveness of the ghost spirit cards in the same camp will be improved to a certain extent, and the amplification effect is proportional to the size of the camp.
Soul-stealing and spirit-stirring: As a professional messenger of the underworld walking the human world, Bai Wuchang's mourning stick can add abnormal effects such as awakening and shocking to soul-type spirit cards.
Make money at first sight: Bai Wuchang has an easy-going personality and is trustworthy. When he is present, the spiritual cards judged as good by our camp have a certain probability of completely refreshing their status.
Bonds:
Uncertainty of Life and Death: When the Black and White Impermanence fight at the same time, the combat effectiveness of the ghost cards in our camp will be greatly enhanced. Each attack will add soul damage, and there is a very high probability of instantly killing the opponent who is on the verge of death.
"One is for output and the other is for control. Occasionally, they can also play a cameo role in harvesting. This is the true impermanence."
Zhou Chuan sighed sincerely and returned to reality. Without saying a word, he sat cross-legged to cultivate his mental strength, while feeling the power fed back by Bai Wuchang flowing through the meridians in his body.
It was not until a long time later, when a sharp falcon cry was heard, that he once again felt the scorching summer sun that was enough to burn his skin.
"competition is over."
He Lengfeng clapped his hands and made a pause gesture, and everyone stood up as if they had just woken up from a dream.
Then the medical staff who had been guarding on the side dragged a stretcher forward and carried several students whose lives were unknown due to the backlash caused by the failure of card making onto the stretcher.
All the students present were frightened when they saw this scene, including Zhou Chuan who also had mixed emotions.
To put it bluntly, the theme of this competition is the first deck of cards in life. Those who can reach the preliminary round safely and healthily are all lucky enough students, not to mention those who successfully advance from the preliminary round and stand here.
But all this is just survivor bias.
In fact, most of them had never seen anything like this before, and this lesson in caution and preparation would benefit them for the rest of their lives.
But before they could react, He Lengfeng read out a list with an expressionless face:
"Chengfeng Middle School: Chen Chui, Xiao Yan, Zhao Fang... eliminated!"
"Baihu No. 1 Middle School: Yao Xu, Zhang Changdong, Hou Yanlong... eliminated!"
"Jiangdao Middle School: Ma Yang, Wei Yuqing, Liu Qiqi... eliminated!"
These were all players whose card-making grade had not reached green. Under the cover of pure darkness, they were all captured one by one by the professional instruments of the Card Makers Association.
After this round of screening, there are less than twenty contestants left.
"First of all, congratulations to everyone for successfully passing the first round of the preliminaries. I am here to share a good news with you..."
He Lengfeng cleared his throat and said, "We currently have 19 contestants left. After discussion among the judges, we will randomly draw lots before the second round begins and select nine groups of contestants for the PK..."
Before he finished speaking, someone impatiently asked, "What about the remaining person?"
"There is only one left..." He Lengfeng paused, and a strange smile appeared on his cold face: "We must accept the challenges of all the contestants who have not advanced, and compete for the last spot together."
Everyone frowned when they heard this. Although they would definitely be exhausted after the PK, it was not easy to accept a round-robin battle with nine people!
I can only hope that person isn't me.
At this time, He Lengfeng, who had just turned around to get the file, suddenly turned back and reminded:
"Also, don't worry about mental exhaustion. The Zhao Group has sponsored a sufficient amount of mental recovery potions for this match, so that everyone can fight with all their strength."
Hearing this, the contestants became even more nervous.
Although the mental recovery potion cannot directly affect mental strength and its upper limit of effect is very low, it can alleviate mental loss to a certain extent, which is equivalent to a weakened version of the "Battle Royale" drink.
With it to "fill the blue", the chance of "that person" winning can be said to be very slim.
So who is so unlucky
"Mr. Zhou Chuan, you will have a bye for this round. Is that ok?"
Just as everyone was waiting for the draw, the examiner's voice came.
"no problem."
Zhou Chuan nodded helplessly.
In fact, he had already guessed that he could not escape the identity of "the lucky one" no matter what.
This seemingly "unfair" thing is actually the most scientific and fair no matter from which angle you consider it.
He participated in the competition with the purple-quality Kyushu God Card, which was a dimensionality reduction attack in itself. When he drew lots with other players, the difficulty was too low and he didn't get any chance to train.
The only thing he was not satisfied with was probably the number nine, which was not very friendly to people with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Can Ip Man beat ten people alone
I, Zhou Chuan...what's wrong with my seventh and eighth uncles
"One against nine, this is really the treatment of a protagonist."
Yu Zhouzhou's voice sounded at the side. Zhou Chuan didn't think twice and just punched his head. The world finally became a little quieter.
"It seems that you have made great progress in the past two years. Even the examiner thinks that you are stronger than us."
At this time, Gao Chun came over from the side, his eyes full of complexity.
"I hope you won't give up voluntarily just to challenge me. That will make me look at you differently." Zhou Chuan patted Gao Chun's shoulder and said quietly.
"Haha, how could I do such a stupid thing? What's the point of two spiritual cards fighting each other? Our first battle should be a deck showdown on the final stage!"
Gao Chun smiled awkwardly, with an expression of embarrassment at having his secrets exposed on his face. Zhou Chuan's words just now made him feel ashamed, so he made up an excuse and ran away in despair.
Looking at the embarrassed figure, Zhou Chuan couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.