Chapter 50 Canghui College, a fight to the death
"When can we find a decent opponent?"
In the rest area, Ma Hongjun put his hands behind his hands, looked up to the sky and sighed, looking like a peerless master.
Xiao Wu followed Ma Hongjun's example and looked around, then shook her head and sighed, "How lonely it is to be invincible!"
The team members from other colleges watched these two people pretending, and an unknown fire ignited in their hearts.
MD, you are so pretentious!
But they couldn't refute it.
Shrek Academy is simply too powerful.
Including today, none of Shrek's 11 games lasted longer than five minutes! The same is true even if today they meet the Blazing Academy, which is also the favorite to advance.
So Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu are telling the truth!
This makes me even more angry!
“Who will Shrek meet next?”
"Canghui College. It's a small college. It's probably another five minutes. No, I think it's extraordinary if I can last for three minutes."
"Tsk, boring."
"When will our college compete with Shrek College? How about we just give up?"
"Don't be too discouraged! There are only eight people in Shrek, and their endurance is definitely not as strong as ours. The longer we go, the more opportunities we have. If we can catch up and defeat Shrek, we will become famous!"
"Haha, doesn't your heart hurt when you say this?"
In the rest area of Canghui College, a cold light flashed in the eyes of an old man with a sinister face.
…
Shrek rest area.
Oscar felt the hostility coming from all directions and couldn't help but said, "Boss Dai, when are we going back to the hotel? I can't bear it anymore."
The hostility was not threatening, but it was numerous and buzzing, as annoying as mosquitoes.
Ning Rongrong nodded in agreement.
Zhu Zhuqing also looked at Dai Mubai, "It's very noisy."
Zhu Zhuqing's voice was very cold, with little emotion, but the annoyance in these words seemed to be overflowing.
The bad thing about being too sensitive is that what others feel is like fluff, to them is like a steel needle pricking people.
Intuition is a good thing.
Entering the intuitive state can focus on amplifying perception, and even achieve a certain degree of prediction, but this state also has disadvantages, or inevitable side effects.
If you compare your mental state to a driving car, the intuitive feeling is to step on the accelerator to accelerate, but the speed will not drop suddenly, let alone the problem of heat dissipation.
For a short period of time after using Intuition, passive perception is greatly enhanced. Oscar, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing are like this now. They used their intuition to play against Blazing Academy today, and now they are disturbed by the malicious intentions of the surrounding participating teams.
After his fiancée said so, Dai Mubai had no choice but to look at Chi Ping.
"Hirako, look, everyone is like this. How about we go back to the hotel without waiting for the dean?"
Chi Ping tried to calm down his restless mood, "Everyone, please hold on, I have a bad feeling."
Tang San frowned and said, "Brother Ping, are you sure? It's already the seventh day."
Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu, who were teasing the contestants, began to feel bored and stopped.
Everyone looked at Chi Ping together.
Chi Ping's brows were furrowed, his breathing was not smooth, and his fists were clenched and relaxed.
This has been going on since Chi Ping seven days ago, and the situation is getting more serious day by day. Every day, everyone is required to get together in the spirit fighting arena and not disperse. When leaving the spirit fighting arena, they must be with Flanders or Liu Erlong.
According to Chi Ping, someone was targeting them with serious murderous intent.
"The murderous intention is getting worse. That person probably can't help it anymore and is about to take action."
Xiao Wu didn't take it seriously, "But you've been saying this since the day before yesterday, but we are still fine now and haven't encountered the attack you mentioned. And Zhuqing and the others don't feel the way you do."
Naturally, no one would disbelieve Chi Ping's feelings, but after so many days of calm, everyone felt a little hesitant, thinking that Chi Ping's feelings might be wrong.
"Since Pingzi has said so, let's wait a little longer. It won't delay things anyway." Dai Mubai said, while looking at Oscar and Ma Hongjun to help him.
"It's actually not that unbearable..."
"Brother Ping said so, let's just wait and nip it in the bud." "Rongrong, would you like me to give you a massage? I went to learn it. It's very effective in relaxing your nerves."
You and I exchanged words, and the group of people stayed in the rest area until the evening.
"Please leave the venue in an orderly manner. Please leave the venue in an orderly manner. The Soul Fighting Arena will be closed soon. The Soul Fighting Arena will be closed soon..."
The sound of the closing trumpet spread throughout the venue.
Eight people had to leave the spirit fighting arena.
"Dean and the others haven't come yet..." Chi Ping whispered.
"There must be something delayed." Ma Hongjun said casually, "Shall we go back now?"
Chi Ping took a deep breath and transformed his school uniform into light armor, "Everyone hold hands and go back together as fast as possible. Mu Baizhuqing, be ready with martial soul fusion skills at any time!"
"Do you need to be so serious? Brother Ping, you even used the Demon King's weapons." Xiao Wu complained, but because of Chi Ping's actions, his vigilance was raised to the highest level.
"Let's go."
Next to the spirit fighting arena, in a dark corner, Shi Nian's face was distorted.
The real body of Canmeng, the dreamland of nightmares!
……
--wrong!
The alarm bells in Chi Ping’s heart rang!
In Chi Ping's five senses, he is currently holding Dai Mubai's hand, looking at the street ahead, listening to the sound of street vendors, his mouth is dry, and he is rushing to the hotel booked by the college as quickly as possible.
but……
——The hand feels wrong, the environment is repeated, the sounds are repeated, the sense of taste is unclear, the sense of space is confused... nothing is right!
——I’ve been tricked! when!
The brain is thinking wildly, but the movements remain unchanged.
——What move, illusion? Drugged? Or other means?
"As expected of Shrek Academy's most outstanding disciple, he is indeed very vigilant. Unfortunately, you discovered it too late."
Chi Ping pulled Shrek and his group to stop, protecting everyone behind him.
A faint figure of an old man in white gradually became clear ten meters away in front of him.
"Who are you!"
Chi Ping said solemnly. He suddenly found himself losing contact with the mycelium. It has been nearly three months since I arrived in Tiandou City, and mycelium has already covered half of the city.
There was a hint of coldness in the corner of Shi Nian's mouth, and he said to himself, "It's really easy for me to wait! What do you think I should do to deal with you?"
"Do we know each other? You want to kill me?"
——What reason? Am I out of mycelium territory? The connection with the martial soul is still there, and the soul power perception is also there... No, it's fake!
"I don't know each other, but I got to know each other right away." Shi Nian said coldly, "What method of death do you like? Personally, I think it's best to be cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, or to cut open the heart and remove the liver? No, no, no, it's too cruel. Well, I'd better cut your tongue first!"
As he spoke, a dagger appeared out of thin air in Shi Nian's hand, and the figure disappeared.
Feeling an early warning, Chi Ping dodged and the dagger missed. Then Chi Ping punched out and his fist passed through Shi Nian's body, leaving Shi Nian unharmed.
——Qi and blood have lost contact, but intuition can still be used.
"It's useless, you can't escape!"
Shi Nian laughed heartily and did not stop moving at all.
Chi Ping kept dodging, followed closely by the dagger.
——What is going on!
——How are Mubai and the others doing now? Can I still go home? How is the family? Are my parents still there? Will they die? How did I die? Will they be sad when they know that I am dead...
The inexplicable messy thoughts disrupted the use of intuition, and the dagger flashed, cutting off Chi Ping's right ear.
It was as if what was cut off was not his ear, but half his body. The severe pain caused Chi Ping to convulse and fall to the ground.
Shi Nian squatted down with a smile and, like a pervert, took a dagger and scratched Chi Ping's body one after another with bone-deep wounds.
Pain dispels information that interferes with thinking, and Chi Ping regains his ability to think.
Intuition opens instantly, and the speed of thinking increases to the limit.
All kinds of information are integrated, blocking body perception, mental clarity, and harming the spirit...
——It’s a dream! The way to escape is...
Another piece of flesh and blood was cut off.
--die!
Without any hesitation, the right arm that was left with nothing but bones suddenly protruded, and before Shi Nian’s next blow came, it stabbed into both eyes and shattered the brain!
Death is not cold, but full of hope!
(End of this chapter)