Chapter Seventy-Three: Promotion
"It's time for this game to end! Wrath of the Dragon!! β
"Boom Boom Boom βββββ"
A huge shockwave swept through the dust and rushed into the robot army, and parts of the body flew out with a mournful sound......
This first game is over......
In the noisy wisps of dust, Yaoyao's body suddenly felt a slight chill, and a thick aura rushed to her face. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ Info Even though the bloodline of the Holy Light protected her from the pressure, the shattered aura of ability still brought backlash to her body.
"Poof--" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Yaoyao staggered the last few steps, barely stabilizing her figure.
The wind and smoke gradually dissipated, and in the blink of an eye, the competition stage seemed to be ransacked, except for Mo Jie in the dragon state and a few players, only the dust and broken parts on the ground, and the shattered ground still left the traces of the terrible shock wave.
Quiet...... Absolute silence......
At this moment, Mo Jie on the stage is like an emperor who reigns over the world, looking down on all living beings without any waves. Everything seems to have become a little smaller.
In just a few breaths, Mo Jie transformed from a passively beaten novice to the focus of the audience and a symbol of strength.
All of this is a big surprise......
Roger on the guest stage glanced meaningfully at Yaoyao, whose expression was slightly softened, and said with a smile.
"How did I see your shadow from this young man two years ago......"
Saying this, Roger thought back to the time when Yaoyao participated in the rookie selection competition......
Hehe, when you play the knockout round, it's just crushing...... In the end, he knocked out all the newcomers with more than a dozen, and then hummed the song with a relaxed face...... Hehe, I have to say, there are really demons every year, especially in recent years......
Yaoyao wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth and said with a wry smile. "Don't make fun of me! Two years ago, I wasn't as good as Mo Jie just now! It can be said that if that blow is enough for me to drink a pot now! β
Justin asked with a laugh on the side, "Can I understand that you are narcissistic?" β
"Huh? Why? Yaoyao asked with a harmless face.
"Because Marc Jie is your apprentice!" Dean said, rolling his eyes.
"Hey, hey, hey! Little En! Your surname is Capone, and you don't have the surname Hyuga (Naruto), why do you keep rolling your eyes!? Yaoyao asked with a wry smile.
What is that...... Dean thought with a look of shame.
"Don't interrupt! Get down to business! Because of you precious apprentice, the tables for the first game have been cleared! How exactly is this game calculated? Dean said dissatisfied.
Yaoyao spread her hands and said helplessly. "How else can it be calculated? Of course, the people who stay on the field are counted~ Anyway, there are not many! β
The corners of Dean's mouth twitched, "It's so casual...... Call...... Captain Roger, what do you think? β
As he spoke, Dean looked at Roger, who was sitting next to him.
Roger asked, looking at the messy arena, hesitating for a moment.
"How many people are there on the field?"
Yaoyao spread her hands and said. "There aren't many left! It's about fifty or sixty! β
ββ¦β¦ So be it. In addition, the competition table seems to be unusable, so the next game will be postponed until tomorrow afternoon! Dean, go and announce the results! β
Dean didn't say anything, walked to the front of the guest stage with a solemn face, and shouted solemnly.
"Now, I announce! The first game is over! Whoever stays on the field can advance to the second game! It's tomorrow afternoon! Please leave the venue! β
It's over...... Did you make the cut...... Mo Jie's vision began to blur, and the massive dragon wings slowly became illusory, and finally turned into a little bit of dust, and disappeared without a trace......
The golden runes all over his body also quietly disappeared, and Mo Jie's whole body seemed to be drained, and his crumbling appearance was worrying......
The long load really overstretched Mo Jie's body, and his consciousness began to blur, and he slowly collapsed forward.
However, when his body was less than half a meter away from the ground, he faintly felt a pair of hands supporting his fallen body.
A voice as warm as a spring breeze sounded in his ears......
"Tired, aren't you? Go back and rest! β
"Master...... Greatly? Mo Jie subconsciously called.
Yaoyao lifted his body, smiled slightly, and didn't say anything, just condensed a faint golden aura to heal Mo Jie's injuries.
However, the audience was already frying......
"Ahh!!hh No way! The boy was a student of the Winged Spirits!!? β
βSAMAοΌοΌοΌ Is it really good to be so sudden!? β
"I really want to be SAMA's apprentice! Do you still accept people!? β
"I want to too, ahh!!!hhh
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Yaoyao looked at the direction of the audience with a smile, her aqua blue eyes were full of perseverance and determination, and she said solemnly word by word.
"Thank you all for your support! However, I, Yaoyao, in this life, only accept one apprentice!! β
After finishing speaking, the front court was silent, accompanied by the quiet and terrible scene, Yaoyao didn't say anything more, helped Mo Jie, and resolutely walked down the competition field.
γAuditoriumγ
"Only one apprentice? Hehe, Yaoyao, is it? It's kind of interesting! The corners of Dylan's mouth lifted slightly, and his pale golden eyes stared at the figures of the two.
"It's rare to find something you're interested in!" Phantom Fox said to Dylan with a smile.
"yes......" Dylan muttered with interest as he bent his finger against the side of his face.
"It seems that this rookie selection competition is really worth my trip......"
Then, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he whispered mysteriously. "Mo Jay? Dragon God Bloodline? Hehe, interesting! β
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γInfirmaryγ
The white walls were particularly glaring, and the bright white lights made the room look even more empty and desolate. The faint sound of the infusion set was like a time bomb, suffocating and deeply unsettling......
"Hmm......" Mo Jie snorted uncomfortably, opening his eyes full of tiredness.
"Awake? It doesn't matter, right? β
Mo Jie looked at the source of the voice, Yaoyao was sitting on a stool next to the bed, looking at him with a concerned expression. Dean and Justin also walked over with Yaoyao, frowning slightly, looking at him.
"Master, I'm ......"
With that, Mo Jie was about to get up, but was stopped by Yaoyao.
Yaoyao smiled bitterly and said, "You are very weak now, don't be strong!" Rest well! β
ββ¦β¦ Oh well......"
Mo Jie replied thoughtfully, and suddenly, his pupils contracted, and he suddenly asked.
"That's right, master! Race 1 ......"
Yaoyao smiled slightly, "Of course you have advanced!" β
"Really !?" Marc Jie got up excitedly. However, some things are still happy and sad......
"Wooh......" Mo Jie snorted in pain, covering the wound that had been pulled to tears.
"Why are you so excited? Are you so unconfident in yourself? Yaoyao frowned, smiling wryly and using her abilities to heal Mo Jie's wounds. When the wound gradually healed, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Not really...... But I have to say that the master's great coercion is really powerful! Mo Jie said with a look of envy.
"Hey, hey? Knowing it so quickly? I thought I'd tell you in person! Yaoyao said with her tongue out.
Dean complained on the side, "Who else can abuse children like this on the Quancell, but you?" β
"How can I!? I'm just taking the exam! Yaoyao said dissatisfied.
"You call this abuse of private power." Dean complained.
"Phew! You're abusing your private power! Sue you for slander! Yaoyao muttered dissatisfiedly.
Suddenly, Mo Jie interrupted Yaoyao's words.
"That's right! Master great! I felt a surge of energy flow through my body while I was playing, and then I ...... What's going on!? β
After hearing this, Yaoyao pondered for a moment, and then said with a serious face.
"If I'm not mistaken, I should ......"
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