Looking at the opposite scene in disbelief, Gong Le seemed to have something stuck in his throat, unable to swallow or spit out!
He could only hold back his eyes and widen his eyes.
Next to him, Jiangnan Shuangjie, who also thought that his opponent would be afraid because of him, looked similarly shocked at the moment.
What does this mean
Look down on who
As for the other spectators at the scene, although they were equally surprised, they were a little confused.
I always feel that the painting style is a bit weird, it shouldn't be like this...
Finally, after spending more than a minute, Su Qiubai, who was sweating profusely, finally identified the three people!
Su Dongpo, Du Fu... Bai Juyi!
Li Bai's luck was not very good, so he could only sit on the chair beating his chest and stamping his feet.
As for the three people picked out, they are naturally full of excitement!
Who said that only those who practice martial arts can be competitive? The competitiveness of the literati is not bad at all!
With a smile, the three of Su Dongpo walked directly towards Gong Le and the others. In the end, they took the lead, and Du Fu was the first to stand up.
After all, there is a precedent of Cao Xueqin, so the uncles are not very unfamiliar.
Gong Le had already suppressed his anger, and also followed Du Fu's actions and stood on the other side.
The atmosphere was indescribably hot, and the feeling of being on the verge of breaking out made everyone hold their breath!
After the host above made sure that both sides were ready, he seemed a little nervous.
After all, he just watched Hou Yongnian being pierced by high-voltage electricity with his own eyes, and now the loser of these two people must have the same fate!
So, he couldn't help being nervous!
In the end, he slowly said the topic.
As a result... the almost cautious host had just finished the topic... He heard that familiar voice again.
boom!
When I looked at it again, Gong Le was already lying down straight!
And again... the same thing happened again!
Before both sides could utter the lines, the scorer had directly judged that Du Fu had won, and then the device received the signal and directly killed Gong Le!
It's that simple, and it's terrifyingly simple!
You must know the dead person, but Gong Le!
He was once the pinnacle of Chinese poetry, but now he was directly killed by the scorer, and it was in the cruelest way!
Mo Yi stared blankly at Gong Le's body, muttering something that probably only he knew.
The entire foreign delegation had no voice at all, and everyone felt an indescribable bitterness and despair!
Especially since they brought this equipment all the way from America!
As a result... Now it's their own equipment, kill them!
The most frightening thing is that they don't even know the identity of the weird-looking person opposite!
And it happened to be this person who killed Gong Le!
The entire audience had already stood up, and the shock at the moment made them speechless.
The second time... The second time I saw the scorer directly judge the winner and loser!
I seldom heard of it before, but today I saw it twice in succession!
This meant that the scorer thought that the game was unnecessary, so they directly killed Gong Le!
Once again, technicians went to check the scorer and the equipment.
Exactly the same results as before, no problems with these!
Silence... The audience was silent, and everyone's curiosity about Du Fu seemed uncontrollable.
Jiangnan Shuangjie looked at each other in blank dismay, seeing that Du Fu hadn't come down yet, they didn't even have the courage to stand up in their hearts.
Finally, watching Du Fu return to the delegation, the two breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, they turned their attention to Bai Juyi and Su Dongpo.
"The two of them... shouldn't be so outrageous, right?"
Muttering quietly in his mouth, Jiangnan Shuangjie forced himself to regain his confidence, otherwise how can he play if he has lost confidence before the game has even started
…
Five minutes later, Bai Juyi and Su Dongpo returned to their positions, and there were two more corpses on the ground!
Incomparably cruel Wendou!
But for foreign delegations, apart from cruelty... there is also unspeakable fear!
Originally, they thought that after their group returned to China, they should win victoriously, and then complete the task to get rewards!
But the current situation... It's like seeing a ghost!
Is this really the Huaxia they are familiar with? Where did those uniformly dressed guys across the street come from
A total of four people went up... all four died!
And without a single exception, the game did not start, and was directly judged as a loss by the scorer!
There was not a single voice from their side, on the contrary, the whole audience was already noisy!
This is different from before, everyone's enthusiasm has risen!
Although the scene of the dead is always bloody, so what, it's a traitor anyway!
And it's the kind of traitors who have become traitors. If it's not impossible, the people probably want to rush up and kill them directly!
Looking at the desperate expressions of Moy and the others now, it's actually not bad.
According to the previously agreed rules, this Wendou will be played one after another, and it will be considered over when there is no one on one side to compete!
This rule was proposed by Moy, which is actually the meaning above. Of course, the purpose is to force Su Qiubai to participate in the literary battle, and then kill him!
It was a perfect plan, but now it seems to be reversed.
It was like the hoop that had already been made. Moy originally planned to put it on Su Qiubai's head, but in the end, he wrapped himself to death instead.
Looking at the eyes of the audience, especially with so many cameras pointing at him, probably people all over the world are waiting for the game to continue.
So after a helpless sigh, a bitter voice sounded from Moy's mouth.
"continue… "
With the lessons learned from the past, the foreign delegations no longer feel that they can win for sure, so of course they dare not stand out!
So there was a completely opposite situation from before. Moy started tossing a coin. When the coin fell, a group of representatives seemed to see the scythe of death waved down.
Finally, someone couldn't bear the pressure and began to cry. The appearance of old tears made people feel uncomfortable.
But no one feels sorry for them. Once some decisions are made, they should be prepared to bear them!
Of course you can decide your own life, but also...you can't decide that others will hate you and wish to kill you!
The old driver's side is probably the calmest. The past has made him feel like a rock, especially when dealing with these traitors!
And he could vaguely guess some, the reason why Moy said that he wanted to gamble his life was because he wanted to die himself!
That being the case, he would have no mercy.
Uncles went out one after another, Yu Boya, Wu Daozi... Wang Xizhi, Qu Yuan...
Only he knows the names of these people, so he has absolute confidence that no one on the other side can win these uncles!
After all, even if someone in the foreign delegation has a high level, at best, it only represents this era, and it is an era when traditional culture is declining!
And these uncles around me have existed like shining stars in countless eras!
So, of course he understands why the scorer will directly judge the winner or loser, and there is no need to even have a game!
After that, everyone is used to the scene of directly watching foreign delegations being killed!
Moy's face became paler and paler, as if it had been powdered. Those eyes looked at Su Qiubai, and they were covered with bloodshot eyes!
In just half an hour, he seemed to be in hell, and the people sitting opposite seemed to be not human beings, but gods of death!
At this moment, now on the side of the foreign delegation... he is the only one left!
Under the gaze of the audience, Moy stood up.
The former president of Beidu University now looks like an old man in his twilight years.
But almost everyone still remembers his arrogant appearance before, especially his obstinate and unrepentant face!
At this moment, those are all invisible.
Looking at everyone, looking at the familiar hometown of Beidu University, especially Su Qiubai's eyes.
Unable to control the fear and guilt in his heart, Moy knelt down towards the opposite side.