Diablo Destruction

Chapter 537 Abstaining? who? (superior)

Unfortunately, in front of tens of thousands of people, Kasha, who originally planned to stage a touching teacher-student relationship and show his compassionate side, did not do so.

When she stretched out her hand to Seatik, tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes, and she was choked with sobs. Seatik, who was crying in pain, slowly closed her eyes, revealing a sleeping face as innocent and comfortable as a child's.

"..."

The outstretched hand froze in mid-air. From an angle that no one else could see, Kasha stared at Seattle Ke with murderous eyes - it was obviously a great opportunity for him to change his image and make a big comeback, but this guy was so unwilling. Interesting, it seems that there is still a lack of training.

but……

She looked at Seattle's sleeping face, helplessly scratched her burgundy hair, and couldn't help but smile. This was the first time she had seen Seattle's peaceful sleeping face.

I still clearly remember how Carlos and Seattle looked like decades ago when they were still receiving her training in the training camp with snot in their noses.

Seattlek is usually carefree and aggressive. Although his smooth head is big, it seems like he can't hold anything on his mind. Only Kasha knows that when sleeping at night, Seattlek never stops having nightmares. He didn't want others to know, so he moved his tent far away and refused to let anyone get close to him while sleeping.

Carlos, on the other hand, is the opposite of Seattle. At the age of twelve or thirteen, he gives people a calm and majestic feeling. His childish face rarely shows a smile. He is always meticulous and has a calm gaze. It gives people a feeling of being unable to figure it out.

But when sleeping, this little guy who likes to act mature is revealed. Carlos is extremely restless in his sleep. Not only does he kick the quilt, talk in his sleep, he also snores occasionally, and stays in bed in the morning. In short, every time he When I go to wake him up, I often don't see him in the bed. I lift the bed, only to reveal Carlos who has rolled under the bed and is fast asleep.

If he hadn't met that person, Carlo...

After thinking for a while with his mouth curled up, Kasha shook his head, grabbed the assault helmet that Seattlek was wearing by the wings extending outward from the ears, and then dragged the dead cow by its horns. Lift his head up.

"Huh--"

Turning back, she made a surprised sound and said hello to Carlos, who had climbed up from the ground at some point and walked towards her with staggering steps.

"Yo, you're still alive?"

"..."

There was a hint of helplessness in Carlos's eyes, but he did not defend himself. He had seen Kasha's vicious tongue countless times when he was a child. After a childhood full of bitterness, he had a high immunity to Kasha's bad character. .

From the end of the battle to now, after more than ten minutes of discussion by the angel referee, his physical strength has recovered a little, and he can finally stand up straight.

This was one of the reasons why the Angel referee judged Carlos the winner. If the rules of the half-health system were ignored and the game continued, Carlos would have stood up first and continued to attack.

"Can you still move around? Why don't you give me a hand? You're welcome. After all, you are also my student. It's okay to act coquettishly to the teacher occasionally, hahaha——"

Seeing Carlos clutching his chest and stumbling on his feet, Kasha couldn't help laughing, trying to exude the glory of a gardener.

Seeing the helmet wings being grabbed by Kasha, his head and neck being lifted up in the air, and Seatik being dragged across the ground like a dead dog from his chest and abdomen down, Carlos chose silence again.

This is no longer a matter of being coquettish or not. If you are dragged away like this in the eyes of tens of thousands of people, you always feel that you will lose something important.

"Is Seattle OK?"

In order to avoid the fate of being dragged away, Carlos looked at the fainted Seattle and asked, changing the subject.

"Well, it's okay to say yes, but it's okay to say no." Kasha sighed.

It's said that it's good because Seattle's psychological shadow that has lasted since he was young seems to have been relieved a lot. Of course, it is impossible to get rid of the nightmare that has tortured him for decades just because there are nearly 10,000 barbarians outside the stadium roaring a few times. Dispersion, this kind of plot can only appear in novels.

However, this is a good trend after all. As more and more people accept him and respect him, the hatred in his heart for his cowardice and incompetence, as well as the severely distorted obsession because of it, will slowly fade away. Slowness is solved, time is the universal healing medicine.

It's hard to say. As I said before, Seattle's brain structure is not very complex. It is very likely that he will have an n-level concussion or something. If his IQ drops by several dozen, he might even suffer from partial amnesia. The classic plot.

After listening to Kasha's explanation, Carlos nodded slightly. For adventurers, as long as they are alive, there is no problem. As for lowered IQ, brain amnesia, etc., well, this... is not easy to say.

"Your body can't bear it now. Go back and have a good rest." Kasha glanced at Carlos and dragged Seattle's head away from the ring, leaving a long drag mark on the ground...

"..."

"What's wrong?" Kasha turned around and asked Carlos, who seemed unwilling to leave.

"You should send Seattle back home first. I want to watch the next game before we talk." Carlos was silent for a while and said silently.

"It turns out that you will also feel pressure when facing those two people. Humph, seeing how you always have a straight face, I thought you wouldn't take them to heart. I thought that after defeating Seattle Lake, I’ve already grasped the championship with half my hand.”

The old drunkard looked very interested. For her who was playing games in life, Carlos, who always had a serious and silent face, did not look like he was taught by her at all, which made her feel that she had "lost face". , so it was a rare opportunity to joke about it, and of course she couldn't let it go.

"Yes, these two are very strong, and in the battle with Seattle, all my trump cards were revealed. I have to take a closer look at their true strength."

Carlos was not moved by Kasha's teasing, but nodded honestly.

"Hmph, that's boring." Kasha snorted and paused before continuing.

"If you are staying to observe their strength, then there is no need."

"Why?"

Carlos showed a slightly confused expression. The two people competing in the next match were the Amazon Sharna who was taught by Teacher Kasha and had the same love as mother and daughter (?) with Kasha, and the last one of Kasha. Student, druid Wu Fan (this name is a bit strange, does it come from some unknown small tribe).

In his opinion, the strength of the two people is not too far apart. If they don't use all their strength, they will not be able to defeat each other. This is a good opportunity for him to find out the enemy's situation. Why does Kasha say this?

"Let's go, don't be confused here, I'll explain it to you later." Kasha glanced at Carlos, motioned for him to follow, and then continued to drag poor Seattlek forward.

After following Kasha for many years, Carlos could tell whether she was joking, so although he was confused, he still followed Kasha's words and left with heavy steps. Kasha was right, his physical strength had already been exhausted. He had consumed everything, and now he was standing completely by his own will, and his eyes were a little black.

Compared with the slightly warm scene of the three masters and apprentices in Kasha, the atmosphere here seems to be full of money.

"Oh oh oh~~ I win Luo."

The moment the angel referee declared Carlos the winner, the wide-eyed little ghost also cheered and gathered all the treasures on the ground in front of him. After thinking about it, he pulled Linya beside me and hugged them all together. Showing a happy and intoxicated expression.

"..."

Did this little guy forget something?

In order to let her fully recall the facts, I reached out my hand and gently pulled her soft face to both sides.

"Woo~~" The little guy immediately screamed and looked at me with his silver eyes, looking pitiful as if you were bullying me again.

"It seems you are not the only one who wins."

I coughed twice, pointed at Sarah, and then at myself. Except for the little ghost, Sarah and I were the ones who won by buying Carlos, and the other three were Princess Sanwu, Little Fox, and Lai Na, but it was on top of Seattle Lake, which happened to be three to three.

"What belongs to Xiao Fan and Xiao Sarah doesn't belong to everyone yet, so I will be the temporary custodian... Wow!!"

The little ghost who found my hand knife to attack again screamed sadly, hugged his trembling head like a little hamster, and gave me a sinister look with the eyes you remembered for me.

"Let me tell you, even though I say so, isn't the happiest moment in so-called gambling when the spoils are divided? You can't deprive us of the fun."

I confidently took the bets in front of the little ghost, including Linya, and reached back to look at the bets that exuded golden light, and then looked at Linya who looked at me with a red face. I pondered for a moment, and the white and white color in my mind Black is fighting fiercely.

"The little ghost is right, we are all one family, there is nothing to separate us from each other, I will keep these for now." Finally, the black took over my brain, I said this, and stretched out my hand toward the bet with lightning speed. The magic hand.

But someone moved faster, and before his hand touched anything, there was a burst of pain. After a closer look, it turned out to be the little ghost opening his white and shining teeth, biting the back of my hand, and then smoothly Bite the back of your hand upwards...

In the end, with Sarah's mediation, the three of us finally divided the spoils. In the end, it was a tragedy that I got the share. The little fox pushed me out of the bet and lost to me... What a gaffeful victory this was! !

In fact, the little ghost wanted to pick "me" away first, but seeing her malicious eyes and thinking about the days of being a cow and a horse after being "picked" by her, I broke out in a cold sweat and took out a family. The power of the Lord picked him away first.

By the way, can anyone help me straighten out what I just said - in order to avoid letting the little ghost pick out the little fox and make me a bet, so as the winner, I will first put myself as the bet. Picked away...

What kind of world is this? A slave society? At this moment, as the winner, I shed tears of regret under the indifferent expression of the loser.

Then, the little ghost took away Princess Sanwu's antique gold coins, while Sarah laughed at Lena's great prophecy. As a bet, Linya felt that her life was free and she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. Princess Sanwu was rich and wealthy. He didn't care about the gold coin at all. The little fox didn't lose anything anyway, so he didn't care. Lena was even more smiling and still calm.

Is this bet really a tragic stage that only belongs to me (kneel down)?

"Okay, Xiaofan, it's your turn to play."

Seeing the third master and apprentice of Kasha disappear on the ring, the little ghost who had finished dividing the spoils blinked his long eyelashes a few times, looking satisfied, and then suddenly reminded me.

"Idiot, don't tell me such a cruel truth." The blow that made me worse made me hold my head and shake it in distress, trying to get rid of all the things that were waiting for me from my memory.

"Even if you escape now, it's already too late."

The little ghost looked at me and said, seeming to be amused by my ostrich-style escape from reality. He pointed his little finger towards Sister Sharna. She glanced at me, holding a spear in her hand, and was already heading towards the ring. He strode over.

"Why does my opponent have to be my sister? Why does my opponent have to be my sister? I would rather be an old drunkard instead, wuwu~~"

I continued to scream, unwilling to accept the facts, and was urged by the little ghost to walk in the direction of the ring dejectedly.

"By the way, aren't you going to continue gambling?"

After walking a few steps, I suddenly turned around and looked at the little ghost in surprise. This was not like her character, especially my battle. If she didn't take the gamble properly, she would be unworthy of Alice, the candidate saint with piercing eyes. Sir, this is a great title.

Unexpectedly, when I said this, they also looked at me in surprise.

"It turns out Xiaofan doesn't know anything yet."

The little ghost looked at me, his beautiful silver pupils showing a bit of helplessness.

"Brother Wu, you are indeed a little slow." Linya also pursed her lips, with a knowing smile on her lips.

"Brother, there is no place to bet in this battle." Even little Sarah seemed to know something, blinking at me with eyes as bright as diamonds.

Am I the only one who knows nothing? What's going on with this feeling of isolation? What are they hiding from me?

"Little Vilas teaches us how to take care of him. Xiaofan, you can go with peace of mind. You will be back soon."

Before I could ask clearly, the angel referee's urging voice had already sounded on the ring. After listening to the little ghost's last message with my head full of confusion, I reluctantly entered the ring.

Looking around, I saw that the arena, which had just been nearly turned upside down by the two great saboteurs Carlos and Seattle, had been completely repaired, and it was still covered with green grass.

The realm-level magic shield that was on the verge of collapse was revived. It only took a moment. People have to admire the angel clan's methods. In the original world's terms: they are simply not at the same level of civilization as us.

At the same time, the whispers of the adventurers outside the arena also reached my ears. After listening carefully for a while, I understood why these adventurers were so excited.

If Carlos and Seattle were the most exciting battles so far, then the one between my sister and I was undoubtedly the one with the strongest flavor of gossip.

From time to time, you can hear such conversations among adventurers.

"Have you heard? The two people in this game, Amazon Sharna and Druid Wu Fan, are two siblings." Adventurer A pretended to be mysterious and revealed the gossip to the other party.

"Really? Could it be that you made a mistake?"

Adventurer B's questioning voice gave people an obvious aura that was burning with the spirit of gossip.

"It's absolutely unmistakable. This is no secret among the adventurers in Rogge Camp and Lugaoin."

Adventurer A was like dry firewood. When he met the fire of B, he was also ignited in response. The temperature around the two of them was obviously much higher.

"There's something exciting to watch now, the battle between siblings, what an exciting scene, ah, my soul is already on fire." Adventurer B exploded again with his original momentum and transformed into a Super Saiyan Three generations of people have opened the Kaleidoscope Bagua Eye.

"However, I have always felt a little strange..." Adventurer A's sudden words finally curbed B's tendency to explode indefinitely.

"Look at the two of them, they look nothing alike inside and out. Are they really siblings?"

"Yes, that's right. I feel a little strange when you say this. Look, Sharna is the most beautiful and perfect woman I have ever seen. Her brother is..."

The two of them were silent for a while, and then one after another spit out adjectives from their mouths like sharp arrows piercing my heart.

"As the name suggests, ordinary people..."

"Wow, the cloak is also very old-fashioned. I heard that the nickname is the cloak man..."

"And he doesn't have the aura of a master at all. Is he really the druid who defeated Muradin?"

"Fortunately, I bought Sharna to win..."

"It's okay, okay, so am I..."

"..."

Can I stretch these two bastards before the game starts?

Taking a deep breath, I strode towards the center of the ring. There, Sister Sharna was already standing on the opposite side, holding a spear in her hand. Her long golden hair was flying in the wind. She stood tall and slender with a cold and solemn expression. , exuding an indescribable sense of oppression, as dazzling as a female war goddess.

Seeing this scene, even I had a sense of identification with the whispers of the adventurers just now. If it were me, looking at this game from an outsider's perspective, comparing the two people, I would probably immediately place the bet on On my sister.

Seeing me walking up listlessly, my sister's iceberg-like pretty face finally showed a smile. She slightly moved the hair that was flying in the wind to the base of her ears, and looked at me with her sea-blue eyes.

"Brother, this is outrageous. Raise your head and stand upright."

I subconsciously cheered up, raised my head, raised my chest, and looked directly at my sister. Then I immediately discovered a strange thing that I had just seen but had not realized until now.

My sister's hair is not tied up with her golden metal hair. The golden hair is flying in the sun. No wonder it feels more dazzling than usual. Having said that, does my sister want to fight me in this state?

Seeing my sister and I taking our positions, we couldn't help but think of the thundering cheers outside the stadium. We could clearly feel a gossip soul pouring out of these cheerers and soaring into the sky. Even the angels were interested in the adventurers. Inexplicable enthusiasm and a look of surprise.

"Are you two ready?" the angel referee stood in the center, glanced left and right, and then asked routinely.

I nodded with difficulty, and my sister calmly indicated that there was no problem.

"Then I announce that the second game of the semi-finals, Druid Wu Fan versus Amazon Sharna, the game will begin."

After saying that, the angel referee with a criminal record once again jumped into the sky with a god-like speed and a slight sense of joy, but now I am too lazy to complain.