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The sun is like fire, the sky is like washing, and the sea surface is sparkling under the light, and flocks of seagulls hovering over it, looking peaceful and calm.

On the horizon of the sea, stands a bustling artificial island.

The high-rise island is crowded with tourists from all over the world during this time, and every hotel on the island is full.

In fact, months ago, all hotels in the city closed their online room booking services due to full occupancy, and some special hotels even ended their bookings a year ago.

Now, most of the tourists who come here gather in the "Six-Pointed Star Martial Arts Duel Arena", which can accommodate 205,000 spectators, and the rest of the people who did not grab a place are also watching the live broadcast in the hotel.

A live broadcast of the event called the "Six-Pointed Star Sword Dance Festival".

The "Six-Pointed Star Sword Dance Festival" is derived from a peace agreement reached between all the countries of the Global Alliance.

On the surface, it's just a celebration of players from various countries showcasing their abilities and competing for honors.

However, in reality, when countries face unavoidable conflicts of interest, they resolve disputes in a relatively civilized and peaceful manner under the condition of joint international recognition -- resolving issues of international interests through violent conflicts between individuals.

It can be described as a civilized and barbaric system.

As an annual grand celebration, each star player is saddled with the honor and interests of each country.

Venue of the "Six-Pointed Star Sword Dance Festival": "Inside the Bird's Nest"

The "Six-Pointed Star Arena" is located in the northeast of the artificial island, and in its bird's nest-like structure, there is a faint wave of cheers at this moment.

Surrounded by a crowd of tourists, the central stage is a three-meter-high stage made of special materials, and in the center of the stage is a live broadcast television set that is visible on all sides and has no blind spots, and it is said that it will not be damaged in the slightest if it is bombarded by a tank.

Now it has become a ravines because of the two players on the stage.

"Dongfang Zhige and Duanmu Ruoxi's battle situation is comparable, and they are evenly matched."

"In the end, in a ranking match that enters the final showdown, will Dongfang Zhige win or Duanmu Ruoxi win? It's really exciting to watch, so we'll see."

At this time, a blonde and blue-eyed female narrator on the lecture platform clenched the microphone in her hand, stood up and slapped the table, and said excitedly.

And the narrator's mouth said that Dongfang Zhige and Duanmu Ruoxi happened to be a man and a woman who collided with swords on the stage.

Dongfang Zhige is 21 years old this year, 178cm tall, with a very handsome face under his black shiny fluffy hair, and his dress is also very trendy.

He was holding a saber nearly one meter long, and purple lightning was wrapped around his body, constantly making the sound of thunder and lightning clashing.

"Zizi Zi ........"

Duanmu Ruoxi is 18 years old this year, 168cm tall, with long pink shoulder-length hair exuding a faint and elegant fragrance, and a pink face with frosted red lips, which is very cute and charming.

She was holding a saber nearly a meter long, and there was a hint of pink printed on the silver blade.

The two of them clenched the weapons in their hands and swung them forward with each other, and wherever they swung down, there would inevitably be each other's weapons blocking the attack, and neither would let anyone.

The two slashed each other quickly, and the two sharp saber blades made a very nice sound under the constant collision, which made the audience feel enthusiastic and surging when they heard it.

They cheered for this wonderful showdown.

"Ruoxi, I won't show mercy to my subordinates, so please don't show mercy to my subordinates, just let the horse come."

"Uh-huh............

Although Ruoxi seemed to have something on her mind, she still did not disappoint Zhi Ge, and every time she fought back, she was very powerful.

Zhi Ge could see that Ruo Xi did not show mercy because of his children's personal feelings, but took Zhi Ge as a strong opponent and took this game very seriously.

The game lasted five or six minutes and was still evenly matched.

"Ruoxi is not interesting to fight like this, I will use all my remaining physical strength and magic energy now to win with one blow! I have to win this game."

"Not necessarily."

But just as they began to charge up and were about to inject the last of their physical strength and magic energy into their weapons for a final blow, Zhi Ge's eyes suddenly darkened for a few seconds.

When his eyes returned to normal, he found that the sharp saber in his hand had pierced into the middle of Duanmu Ruoxi's chest, and the blood quickly flowed with the blade to Dongfang Zhige's hand.

Surprised and unacceptable, Zhige gasped for air, his breathing seemed to begin to become rapid, and tears slid down his cheeks from the corners of his trembling eyes.

After shaking her weak lips and finally making a sound, Ruoxi slid down with the sword body falling backwards.

Dongfang Zhige picked up Ruoxi, who was lying on the ground and was bleeding, hugged him tightly into his arms, and cried loudly and shouted the girl's name.

"Ruoxi !!!"

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Dongfang Zhige sat up from the bed suddenly, his hands tightly tugging on the soaked white sheets, panting for heavy breath, he was already sweating behind him, and he was still in a cold sweat....

"It's this dream again..."

The palm of Bai Zhe's right hand blocked Zhi Ge's eyes and blurted out.

It was not the first time Dongfang Zhige had such a nightmare, but he would have the same nightmare every night, and then wake up from the dream.

And Duanmu Ruoxi, who was killed in the dream, was Dongfang Zhige's first girlfriend, and it was Dongfang Zhige who personally sent her on the road.

Over the past year, Zhige has not been able to come out of this shadow.

Day after day, Zhi Ge, who had been repeating such nightmares, could no longer hold on, and his spirit and heart had collapsed.

As a result, he began to become more and more decadent, not going to work, not training, and even his best friend being shut out.

In order to escape the problem, Dongfang Zhige chose to use alcohol to anesthetize himself, wasting his time every day and using alcohol to eliminate his sorrows.

In order to just let yourself sleep peacefully when you are unconscious by alcohol anesthetized to the point of unconsciousness.

In this way, the nightmare of killing his first girlfriend Duanmu Ruoxi with his own hands will no longer appear in Zhige's dream.

This kind of day lasted for more than half a year, but it wasn't until this evening that Dongfang Zhige suddenly discovered a problem.

The alcohol doesn't seem to be working anymore because today he had this nightmare again.

He couldn't help but be in a trance for a while, and then quickly lifted the sweat-soaked and very wrinkled quilt, got up and walked to the bathroom on the garbage-filled road.

"Brush Brush ........"

Dongfang Zhige turned on the faucet with the largest flow of water, and after receiving the water with both hands, he kept patting his cheeks, trying to get himself out of this fear quickly.

After repeating it many times, he finally calmed his breathing, stabilized his emotions, and looked at himself in the mirror who was embarrassed and incompetent and decadent after being wet with water, and was silent for a long time.

He sighed at himself in the mirror and muttered to himself.

"Hey............

"Okay........ The alcohol has passed..."

"Let's go have a few drinks!"

Let's talk about it.... After scratching his hair that had not been washed for a few days, he took off his clothes and threw them in the corner, rinsed his body with a shower and dried it.

When he left, he didn't take any of the garbage in the room with him, so he walked to the nearest bar and began to soak in it for a long time, using alcohol to escape from reality.