The old man of the statue is the old director who John loved the most when he was in the orphanage.

He remembers that it was a sunny afternoon. After learning that he had secretly run to participate in the model contest for the first time, the old dean did not sarcastically mock him or persuade him to give up like the others. Instead, he took his hand and held it tightly in the palm of his hand, praising his decision and encouraging him to persevere, with a proud tone overflowing.

However, the old dean did not see the day he won the championship.

Since then, John has worked harder to improve his skills. Not for anything else, just to put the championship trophy in front of the old dean's tombstone, let him see, he did not disappoint him.

His eyes were half-lowered to hide the longing in his eyes, and John gently rubbed the corners of the statue's smiling mouth. He seemed to be back in that sunny afternoon, and the old dean's rough fingertips caressed his forehead, which was extremely reassuring.

It's just that......

The next moment, John's face was full of bitterness.

I'm afraid, I'll have to wait another year.

It's a pity that he finally got in touch with Mr. Du Yuhan, and was fortunate to accept the guidance of a high-level modeler, thinking that he would be able to win the championship this time, but this unexpected situation happened.

Jessie!

At the mention of the name, John immediately gritted his teeth.

Although life is very hard, making zuò models always allows him to forget any unpleasantness.

As he grew older, his modeling skills improved dramatically. And his perseverance has finally won the appreciation of his peers, and several very famous model artists in the city have expressed their willingness to accept him as a student, including the guild leader Ringston.

He couldn't help but be able to receive a more systematic education, which he had always dreamed of.

Just when John thought that a qiē was starting to get better, Jesse appeared.

Not only did he look down on him in various ways, but sometimes he deliberately found fault, and even threatened the guild in the name of the regent, so that everyone was not allowed to be his teacher.

This made John angry, and he ran to Jesse in a rage and yelled at him.

Jesse, who has never been humiliated in person, is furious.

"Good! Since you think I'm a waste without these teachers, let's compare! ”

"Than what?! Come! ”

"We're better than we can! No one is allowed to ask for guidance from a teacher, so they rely on self-study, and then compete in the model master competition! I'm going to see who's the waste! ”

John didn't take Jesse's challenge seriously. With this kind of pampered young master, he will definitely admit defeat if he can't survive for two days, which can only confirm his point of view even more.

But he never expected that Jesse would actually do it.

Not only did he dismiss all the existing teachers, but he also stopped all the recruitment of teachers and devoted himself to self-study. Even when he met Mr. Du Yuhan later, he never mentioned the apprenticeship.

If he could still use teachers as an excuse before, then this time, he really couldn't find any reason to fail. I remembered that I cut back on food and clothing every day for the cost of materials; For a better model bracelet, he wears many hats every day. But in the end, it still can't match the talent of others.

John clenched his hands reluctantly.

Isn't he really the material of a modeler?

Is he really going to give up?

"Huh? Why did that man stop? ”

"I guess I'm scared silly, right?"

"I heard that this guy has been competing for more than ten years."

"More than ten years at this level? Lose face! ”

"Alas, this player is really pitiful, and it was not easy to make it to the quarterfinals."

"But it's also an honor for him to lose at the hands of Jesse."

"Hahaha!"

……

His eyes stared blankly at the half-finished product, his clenched hands trembled slightly, and John snorted a few times, but finally pursed his lips.

failed, and now the old dean will be disappointed again.

The desolation spread all over his body, and the desperate love was about to drown him, and the Adam's apple moved with difficulty, and the bitterness of his mouth made his mouth sour. The eardrums seemed to hear a shrill mockery, mixed with kind encouragement, and the quarrel was so chaotic that the mind was confused.

All kinds of images changed rapidly in front of him, making him almost want to vomit, and even his body was a little unstable.

John stumbled a few times and barely stood up, panting uncomfortably. Shaking his head hard, trying to concentrate his will, but the abnormality of his body always made him fail.

Not again.

I've been dizzy lately, and even a few times he's completely unconscious, and he doesn't know what's going on. He only thought it was ordinary anemia and didn't care too much, but he didn't expect it to attack at this time.

John bit his lower lip in resentment.

Damn, is it true that you are going to throw in the towel completely?

No, no! He can't lose! Can't lose!

Suddenly, a wave of dizziness hit his head, his temples swelled, blood rushed underneath, and his breathing was so rapid that he was about to suffocate. John felt like a layer of skin had been burned off the back of his neck, and people couldn't help but scratch hard.

"Hmm!"

The model that had lost its support fell to the ground with a clatter, alarming Jesse, who was seriously modeling. When he looked up, he saw that John's face was very ugly, and he was standing in a crooked position, and he was about to kneel on the ground.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Regardless of the fact that this was still in the middle of the game, a trace of worry flashed in Jesse's eyes.

But now John's eardrum is like being blocked by cotton, he can't hear any sound at all, the picture in front of him is distorted and hideous, and his consciousness has been swollen with the word "win".

Can't give up, can't give up!

As long as you win this one, you will be one step closer to the championship.

As long as you win this one, you will go to the finals, semifinals......

As long as you win this ......

Gradually, John's eyes became confused, and his pupils began to dilate. On the back of his neck, which he couldn't see, the originally faint mark burst into a pure white light.

Du Yuhan was surprised by the glowing mark on the back of John's neck, and a heavy sense of oppression hit his heart. His body stiffened, and his expression was extremely solemn.

At the same time, everyone in the referee room felt something strange. Everyone subconsciously touched their chests, but they didn't know about it.

"Do you feel a little depressed all of a sudden?"

"I guess it's because of the lack of air circulation, right?"

Du Yuhan stared at the changes in the field with a tense face, and a thin layer of sweat oozed from his palm.

Others may not be able to recognize it, but he knows it very well in his heart. Where this feeling is the lack of air circulation, it is clearly the coercion brought by the release of high-level energy.

And the source of energy is actually only the beginner John!

How is this possible!

Du Yuhan, who had instructed the other party to model many times, knew very well that John's fighting qi fluctuations were only at the initial level, and even if he wanted to hide it, it was impossible to be so flawless.

Moreover, the strength of this energy is actually a few points higher than his fighting spirit, which is still the effect of the enchantment isolation.

Could it be that John is really a hidden high-level modeler?

Half-tightly twisting the sword eyebrows, the fighting energy in Du Yuhan's body slowly moved.

The faces of the other higher-level modelers present changed, and they seemed to be aware of the clues.

One of them looked at him in disbelief, "Your Excellency Du Yuhan ......"

Although Du Yuhan didn't know why only the beginner-level John could release the high-level coercion, and he didn't know what the other party's purpose was, it was obviously not a good idea to do it in such a crowded place.

Looking down at the Banes, who were still unaware of this, he looked calm, "Inform President Ringston and arrange for the audience to evacuate in an orderly manner." ”

Seeing that his attitude was not in a hurry, the few people who were originally at a loss suddenly felt a lot more relieved, and immediately arranged for them to go.

Vic, who was in the VIP compartment, stood up awkwardly. His face was pale, his eyes were staring at the marks on the light curtain, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water from head to toe, and his whole body was numb.

This breath, this pattern......

He could recognize it as it turned to ashes!

It's him, it's really him!

He's still alive!

"What's wrong?" was frightened by Vic's startling, but when he raised his eyes, he saw that the other party's expression was extremely ugly. Kevin was wondering in his heart, but in the next moment, his heart moved, and he also turned his head to stare at the situation in the field, squinting slightly.

"Huh?" All the attention was on Jesse, and Dari suddenly came back to her senses. She turned her gaze suspiciously to John, her eyebrows tightened.

How does this feel?

But the other party's next moment of action made her instantly heartbroken.

"Nope! ――”

*****

Seeing John's bracelet yellow and prosperous, he raised his hand and pulled out a fist-sized white mold, and quickly poured energy into it.

Jesse on the other side was dumbfounded, he had never seen the other party make a model so quickly, and he felt very uneasy about the long time it took to make a zuò model.

It stands to reason that a simple white mold can be used to perfusion for so long?

He hesitated and whispered, "John, are you alright?" ”

John's reply to this was to take out a yuan bead and crush it with two fingers.

The light yellow earth element rotates around the white mold at high speed, and the flying soil chips condense into layers of thick and hard shells as if subjected to a strong gravitational pull.

Looking at the brown and almost ochre-black earth bullets, Jesse was stunned on the spot. His expression contorted, and he squeezed out an ugly smile, "You, what do you want to do?" You're not really angry, are you? It's not funny at all! ”

Finally, under Jesse's panicked gaze, John raised his head slightly. When he met Jesse's gaze, a trace of doubt and struggle flashed in his eyes, but he was quickly filled with anger and hatred, and he lost focus again.

After a few stiff snorts, he finally spit out a sentence gently.

"I hate you."

With that, John raised his hand and shook it hard. The earthen bullet shot out in a hurry, with a domineering aura, and swooped straight towards Jesse's front door.

Jesse's face changed drastically, and he quickly tilted his body and pounced.

"Boom! ――”

There was a loud roar, and the ground shook violently, and the field of vision was filled with thick earth ash, and the four walls of the connecting realm also produced an unstable flicker.

The position where he was standing just now was smashed into a two-meter-wide crater by a powerful attack. Jesse's eyes widened, his brain had lost the ability to direct action, and he sat on the ground like a log, staring straight at John who was pulling out of the frame again.

Compared to the shock of making a mid-level spell, the fact that the other party had a murderous intent brought him a greater impact.

John he, he really wanted to kill himself!