"What's the meaning?"
Facing the other party's malicious and sarcasm words, Ye Qi frowned pretending to be puzzled - glanced at the light blue system screen that only he could see; Predecessors' marked complete.
And under these two 'predecessor tasks', there are three unfinished task options, the first of which is—
Such a simple and easy-to-understand way of explaining is enough to make Ye Qi understand what the strong man in front of him who does not keep his promises, believes in opinions, and does not know why the promises are empty and powerful is going to do; For a long time - the three missions are under the 'effective' control of the opponent. For Ye Qi, it can only be regarded as a warm-up exercise. Even if he is very embarrassed, it is just to cooperate with the opponent.
Since he has been 'cooperating' for so long, Ye Qi doesn't mind continuing to cooperate until he can seize the moment to counterattack!
What's the meaning
Faced with such ignorant, ignorant, and even simple rhetorical questions, the warden of the Holy Prison standing in front of Ye Qi almost laughed out loud; everything was as he expected—this expression is so funny ah!
With this in mind, the warden of the Holy Prison paused for a full ten seconds, as if he had enjoyed the expression that made him look forward to it, and then slowly said: "The first time Designing a game like this; being passed for the first time; it's obvious!"
Speaking of this, the warden of the Holy Prison spread his hands, made a look of extreme helplessness, and said: "That is to say. Everything before is a lie to you!"
"asshole!"
A roar burst out from Ye Qi's throat—such a roar from the heart was a little difficult for Ye Qi, an 'amateur actor', but when he thought of the opponent who had humiliated him in this way: those who were struggling Passed, compared to the weak for the other party. A look of final despair; involuntary. Ye Qi yelled out easily, very naturally and from the heart.
Clang!
He rushed straight to the opponent, and the sword light brought by Yan Modao slashed straight to the opponent's neck.
"Tsk tsk. This kind of horizontal slash is very good, it has already surpassed most people! However, the speed is still a bit slow!" Dodging Ye Qi's horizontal slash very easily, the warden of the Holy Prison, After looking at the horizontal cut. Some opponents who were panting smiled directly: "Not only is the speed slowed down, but also the physical strength is hard to support?"
Facing the flashes of swords coming again, the warden of the Holy Prison still dodged with ease; seeing the anger on his young opponent's face, he couldn't help being interested—not enough , is not enough, despair is the most wonderful thing; it's almost there!
With this thought in mind, the voice of the warden of the Holy Prison suddenly became low: "Just three rounds of the game. You spent more energy than I imagined! That's right, my purpose is to consume you physical strength, and then, like this..."
talking. The warden of the Holy Prison punched Ye Qi in the abdomen. After a dull bang, Ye Qi flew back nearly twenty yards like a kite with a broken string. back. He fell heavily to the ground; the force of the impact caused Ye Qi's body to collide several times on the soft grass. Just stopped.
"Easy to defeat you!"
Looking at Ye Qi who fell to the ground, the warden of the Holy Prison continued to finish the second half of the sentence; and in order to hit Ye Qi better, the warden of the Holy Prison took advantage of Ye Qi's efforts to climb up. When I got up, I said casually again: "Although your strength is insignificant to me, the blood in your body makes me a little afraid; after all, your teacher has staged several Jedi in front of me. The drama of a big comeback; tsk, that really makes my memory fresh!"
"So, in order to make you 'safer', I came up with such a game; although it is just a random game, and some minions will be lost, but for being able to harvest such a 'special loot' like you What is the loss of these servants?"
The warden of the Holy Prison, who was walking towards Ye Qi while talking, stopped in front of Ye Qi who fell to the ground and was struggling to get up, and looked at the young man with stubborn eyes , couldn't help but chuckled: "Do you feel unconvinced? There is no way, the world of adults is so cruel; although you are considered an adult at your age, compared with us, you are still a rookie!"
"As for me, what I like the most is to step on the little rookies who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, and slowly crush them!"
The warden of the Holy Prison raised his right foot and stepped on Ye Qi's head straight after he said that. In an instant, Ye Qi, who had only climbed up halfway, stepped back to the ground with all his strength, feeling the sound coming from the sole of his right foot. After bursts of resistance, he couldn't help lowering his head, looking down at the opponent who could only be trampled on the soles of his feet and struggling hard, and said with a smile in his voice: "If you don't participate in my so-called game, just listen to it from the beginning." As for Germond, if he runs away, maybe the result will be different? Maybe it is possible to run away due to my negligence! At least, you don’t have to be trampled on the soles of your feet because of your weakness like now!”
"Jermond, come and see how the most powerful demon hunter of the younger generation, who you call the young generation, is in such a state of embarrassment. How could he be trampled on by me at will, unable to resist? It's so tragic!" the one who turned his head The warden of the Holy Prison showed off loudly to one of his original and former opponents; after speaking, he patted his forehead lightly: "Oh, I forgot, those who are trapped by my precious chains You can't see anything! Well, who made me such a benevolent person, let you take a look at what your worried junior looks like now!"
"Snapped!"
After a snap of his fingers, the black and purple chains that tightly bound the tower master of the Tower of Competition loosened a gap at the top of their heads as the wrists of the two undead 'servants' shook, and then. The two undead 'servants' quickly exchanged positions, and the gap immediately opened up, revealing the entire head of the tower master of the tower of competition in an instant.
"Ye, Ye Qi!!!"
The Tower Master of the Tower of Competition, who had just exposed his head, instantly saw Ye Qi being trampled by the warden of the Holy Prison, and immediately shouted loudly. There was both anger and shame—anger and the other party's disregard of status. I did such a thing; I am ashamed that as an elder, I didn't prevent such a thing from happening!
Especially when thinking about the impact that this kind of thing will have on Ye Qi in the future, the tower owner of the Tower of Competition can't help but feel distraught—the strong must have a strong heart, and will not be defeated by any difficulties. Will not be afraid of any danger; this is recognized by all, but there is a prerequisite for this: confidence!
If you don’t have confidence, don’t say you become a strong person, even if you face ordinary people, you will be at a loss; compared with those who have no confidence, those who have been hit by confidence are more serious—perhaps reviving can break through the original limit. But that is a minority after all, and most of them are devastated, and then spend their lives like walking dead. For such examples, Germond, who is the tower master of the Tower of Competition, has seen too many. too much.
Moreover, Ye Qi became famous at such a young age, but faced with an enemy who was instantly knocked down to the ground, and was directly stepped on by the opponent, such a blow is no longer a matter of hitting confidence, but a problem of breaking confidence—once confidence collapses, , so can the Dragon of Shaker still be called the Dragon of Shaker
The tower master of the competitive tower can't guarantee it. He couldn't even imagine what difficulties Ye Qi would face in the future; as for Ye Qi regaining his confidence? The tower master of the tower of competition is also not sure; after all, put yourself in the shoes and think about whether he can regain his confidence if he encounters such a thing at this age; the tower master of the tower of competition is very clear about this answer.
And it is because of this clarity. That made him even angrier—
"Molan you bastard! Despicable and shameless bastard!"
The roar of the Tower Master of the Tower of Competition caused echoes around him, and the anger in his eyes seemed to turn into substance and condensed on the warden of the Holy Prison—he knew very well that the other party did it on purpose. For the pure humiliation of their opponents. And do it on purpose; especially Ye Qi, because he is an old friend's disciple. What's more, the other party's key care object; if Ye Qi didn't have this identity, Germond believed that the other party would never spend such a lot of effort to play some games or the like.
However, at this moment, Germond looked at the soles of the other party's random grinding, but there was no sound under the soles of the feet, as if he was exhausted and dead Ye Qi. Instead, Germond hoped that Ye Qi would not have such an identity, and he could have a happy life. To die, there is no need to suffer such humiliation—for demon hunters, death is not scary, what really scares them is that living is better than dying.
"Despicable and shameless? I always listen to this as a compliment!"
The warden of the Holy Prison, who stretched out his little finger, plucked his ear, and said in his own unique casual tone; then, with a smile, he said: "Well, let's play another game now; it's you Germond Seeing you, a junior with a bright future, being made my servant by me? Or Ye Qi, a junior who is watching your respected Tower Master of the Tower of Competition be turned into a meat paste by my chains?"
That kind of bad character made the warden of the Holy Prison still not forget to 'humiliate' his opponent - he said calmly: "Don't worry, I'll give you five minutes to think about it!"
If eyes can kill people, under the angry gaze of the tower master of the tower of competition, the warden of the holy prison will be rich enough to die a hundred times, but this is just an assumption; therefore, the tower master of the tower of competition only It could be that his eyes widened and he glared at the other party—but, within the body wrapped in chains, there was a slight change, a tiny wind had gathered in the body; this wind was so weak that even he There is not even one percent of the prosperity, but this is the result of Germond's efforts and hard work.
And the ultimate goal of this sliver of wind has changed from getting out of trouble to saving Ye Qi now—of course, this sliver of wind can't do even a little bit of damage to the opponent on the other side who he knows the root of; The Tower Master of the Tower of Competition is indeed sure to create an opportunity; whether it is to free himself from a predicament or to escape Ye Qi's predicament; Qi got out of trouble.
However, before that, some preparations are needed—at least. The tower master of the Tower of Competition does not think that Ye Qi in this 'state' can successfully use the opportunity he created to escape; but there is no doubt that there is only one such opportunity now, and he must be more confident.
"Ye Qi, listen to me, you little guy! I'm very happy to have a junior demon hunter like you appear, not because of your success and fame, but because you are a demon hunter!" The Tower Master of Competition. He shouted loudly: "So, you guy, try to raise your head up! Remember, one failure is not terrible, what is terrible is the person who is knocked down by one failure!"
"You guys are always so talkative, it seems that you don't want the five minutes I gave you!"
Feel the struggle coming from the soles of the feet again. The warden of the Holy Prison couldn't help but turn cold - for the 'interesting' picture he created, he didn't want it to be destroyed like this; looking at the past who was surrounded by his own chains, but still didn't know whether he was dead or alive One of the opponents, he showed a hideous smile, and then. He raised his arm, stretched out his palm, and pointed at the Tower Master of the Competition; however, he didn't act immediately, but looked down at Ye Qi who was struggling under his feet again.
"If you don't listen to this guy, I'm thinking about killing only one of you! But now, I have to kill both of you; but don't worry, as a person with a special bloodline. I don't I will let you die first! I will let you witness Germond being mashed into a pulp, and then let you watch yourself being made into my servant!"
"Remember this is all your fault, and your teacher's fault!"
Word for word, said the warden; and. Slightly moving the soles of his feet allowed Ye Qi to raise his head and see the situation in front of him—although he never counted on his words and never knew what keeping promises was. But the warden of the Holy Prison is quite happy with things that can make others suffer and despair; especially when the suffering person is still the disciple of his opponent. If it wasn't for worrying about unnecessary troubles, he definitely hoped that this time would be extended countless times, preferably so that he could see it all the time.
"It's such a pity! I haven't learned any magical arts like 'recording ability', otherwise, I will definitely treasure all of them!" Speaking the most truthful words deep in his heart, the warden of the Holy Prison, Shouted: "Jermond, take a good breath of the last air, and take another look at the surrounding scenery; as my opponent, this is already my greatest kindness to you; at least, I will let one of you The junior is here to see you off! Hahaha... "
Amidst the rampant laughter, the warden of the holy prison clenched his raised arm, as if he wanted to crush the tower master of the competition tower; It was a deep breath, as if waiting to die, but under the wrap of the iron chain, the chest of the tower master of the tower of competition was swollen high.
Then, give it a hard blow!
call!
It was as if a gust of wind was coming from the sky. In front of the calm ruins, a strong wind comparable to the tenth wind speed blew straight towards the warden of the Holy Prison!
"Ye Qi, to be able to walk with a qualified demon hunter like you, as a demon hunter, I will die with no regrets!"
"Run, run! Stand up for me, run!"
Accompanied by the roar of the tower master of the tower of competition, in the strong wind that seemed to be a piece of wind, the two arrows were extremely cohesive, as if they were about to take shape, the 'wind arrow' the size of a hair shot straight at the eyes of the warden of the holy prison .
Obviously, if the warden of the Holy Prison is still standing there, stepping on Ye Qi, his eyes will be pierced blind by these two extremely small 'wind arrows'; With such strength, without the support of special blood, the eyes are still fragile; needless to say, the "Wind Arrow" composed of such special power is enough to damage the eyes of an ordinary person—and this It is the tower master of the tower of competition, fighting for a chance for Ye Qi.
"snort!"
Faced with such an attack, after realizing the hidden 'ultimate move', the warden of the Holy Prison snapped his fingers with his empty hand; , stood in front of him directly; then, with a sneer on his face, he waited for the final result—obviously, he didn't mind seeing the last trick of the tower master of the tower of competition on the opposite side, showing a desperate look after being cracked, So much so that he deliberately stopped the attack of manipulating his distant servants.
All of a sudden, the situation on the field became similar to the situation at the beginning, the tower master of the competitive tower vs. the warden of the holy prison, and the same thing is, this time the latter still has the upper hand—
"You really don't know the so-called guy, until now you haven't figured out the situation you are facing..."
Facing the lingering enemy, the warden of the Holy Prison had a disdainful tone, and his eyes looked straight at his opponent, and his footsteps were even more motionless—he wanted to look at his opponent, and his wish came true. Appearance, and let the other party understand what a gap is!
Want to save someone
How naive!
With such thoughts in mind, imagining the despair that the other party was about to show, the warden of the Holy Prison couldn't help but smile again; and at this moment, a voice that absolutely shouldn't appear appeared.
The strong wind in front of him is like the vibrato of Fengshen.
Clang!
Yan Modao, unsheathed.
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