23. Deception and Inducement
"Secret Words."
"Drought."
A whisper of sobbling softly spat out of the Gotha duck's long flat mouth, and then the air rippled like a ripple on the surface of the water. The air rippled with water, gradually spreading, and slowly disappeared around Xian and the owl Nighthawk.
It's the same feeling as it was at the beginning! That's it.
Yu Xian only felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity welling up in his heart, and then he actually remembered the embrace of his mother in the orphanage in his previous life, which was warm, soft, and addictive.
Tears appeared in the corners of Yu Xian's eyes without warning, and the heartfelt smile filled Xian's face. The Gotha Duck smiled sarcastically, and his sharp nails no longer slashed down.
"Goo!"
At the moment when the Gotha Duck's claws waved, the owl nighthawk beside Yu Xian suddenly flew over and caught up with the Gotha Duck's claws before Yu Xian. However, the evenly matched scene did not appear, but the owl Nightjar disappeared like a bubble in one blow.
This owl nighthawk turned out to be just a phantom under the shadow clone of the old village chief!
"Humph! Carving insect skills, I see you can block me a few times. β
Almost without hesitation, the Gotha duck grabbed and swung again. Now Yu Xian has no protection by his side, and he is even more ignorant of the danger in front of him, and he is still intoxicated by that beautiful memory.
"Goo!"
A terrible cry rippled through the woods, and the light on the Gotha duck's body dimmed, and its body was visibly stunned. However, the movements in his hands were not affected in the slightest, and he still flew out of the idle split.
"It's just rubbish, and it's enough to be proud of me."
The Gotha duck flicked his paws, blew off the blood stains on it, and didn't even glance in the direction in which Yu Xian was knocked away, and then turned his head sideways and said to the empty tree trunk.
"You're getting older and more useless, and you think you'll be able to save that waste by weakening my attack with your feeble scream? You can't help but look down on me too much. β
The rain finally stopped, the sunlight reappeared, and the water droplets on the leaves were crystal clear in the sunlight.
"Huh, what? Seeing the person I want to protect die like this, and I don't have the face to come out to see me? β
The Gotha duck glanced contemptuously at the ground, where there were a few fish scales left by Yu Xian. Bright red blood mixed with rain soaked the scales, and there was an indescribable disgust in the eyes of the Gotha duck.
"A relic of garbage, what an ugly thing."
Gotha Duck cursed softly, and then a fantasy ray of light condensed on his forehead and shattered the scales.
"You're so confident."
The owl nightjar stepped out of the shadows behind the tree and looked mockingly at the Gotha duck.
"It's obvious, shouldn't I be confident? Well, I don't want to talk nonsense with you either. Since you're here, you can save me a trip to Tree Village. A place that hates the smell is weak and humble. β
The Gotha Duck closed his eyes impatiently and took a deep breath before slowly opening them again.
"The king sent me to inform you, it has been less than three months since the start of the Wang War, I hope you will decide your position as soon as possible. Otherwise, once the battle between the kings begins, even if the tree village is the territory of the first king, it will not be treated preferentially. β
"Those four are not as talkative as I am, they are all petty fights. In fact, you have nothing to worry about, you are a smart person, you should know that for a place like Tree Village, it is just a place that the king can take away with a single surf. You might as well get ahead of it..."
"Well, on the question of position, I will still say the same as before, and I will definitely give an answer before the end of the month. This question will not be a good reason for your nonsense. I have something here that I want to tell you about, and I wonder if the Pioneers are interested in hearing it. β
Before Gotha could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the owl Nighthawk, and the annoyance on his face was clearly visible. Hearing that the owl Nightjar had something to say, it was replaced by a little curiosity.
"Oh? What's up? β
The owl nighthawk smiled.
"Unfortunately, I'm also confident that you can't beat it."
Gotha Duck was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing. Apparently it did not occur to the owl Nighthawk, risking his own anger, that he would just say such a thing.
"What do you say? Hahaha, don't you see it's dead..."
Before Gotha could finish speaking, a water gun suddenly shot from a distance, hitting it in the face and blocking its next words.
"Huh? Didn't dodge? β
"Did the speed really drop?"
Far away in the idle muttering limped.
"It's you, you're not dead."
The Gotha duck wiped the water stains off his face, and the bruises on his forehead erupted in anger. The water gun is not so much an attack on it as an insult to it. For an elf like it, Yu Xian's water gun is no different from tickling except for making it a little embarrassed.
"Thanks to you, I'm not dead yet, but the fish scales have fallen off a lot, and I have to repay you for this kindness."
Although Yu Xian was laughing, the anger in his eyes was self-evident.
After all, the bet was right, and after the owl nighthawk weakened the Gotha Duck's attack, it successfully ate a Gotha Duck's catch with the king's posture. Speaking of which, thanks to this guy's self-confidence, he did not use more advanced moves, but used a simple grab, which gave Yu Xian a chance to escape.
Yu Xian pursed his mouth, and there was still a sweetness in his mouth after taking mango. This was given to it by the owl nighthawk, but fortunately it was a mango, although the taste was indeed too sweet, at least it was still acceptable. If the owl nighthawk happened to bring figs, Yu Xian didn't know if he had the courage to eat it.
"Hehe, I have to say, I still admire you. It's better to die obediently, or run away while I'm not looking, why do you have to run back to die? β
"You know what? For me, killing you one more time is as simple as breathing. β
Gotha Duck clasped his hands to his chest, and his surprise that Yu Xian did not die had long been replaced by boredom.
Killing one piece of garbage or killing ten pieces of garbage essentially makes no difference to it, it's just the length of time it's disgusting.
"Oh? As simple as breathing? Hehe, then let me add some spice to your breath! β
Yu Xian leaned against the trunk of the tree and looked at the sky with his eyes.
"Secret Words: Whisper to your opponent to make them lose their concentration and reduce their special attacks. I wonder why I can't concentrate anymore from the first time I hear your voice. I couldn't figure it out until someone arrogant guy told me about it. β
"Humph! Sharp-toothed garbage, even if you know I've attacked you with secret words, so what? You think this will shake me? β
For Yu Xian's words, Gotha Duck didn't care. Secret language is not a rare move, even if this move is a part of its own pseudo-domain, there is nothing to be afraid of people knowing.
"Of course, this alone is not enough, what if you add the true face of your pseudo-domain? Is this material enough? β
"What did you say!"
At the moment when the gossip came out, Gotha Duck's smile was full of laughter, and he became murderous.
Yu Xian smiled disapprehantly.
"I have to say, your camouflage ability is indeed clever. I thought you were supposed to be a leisurely trait, after all, after you used Pray for Rain, your speed did improve significantly. But there is also an arrogant guy who likes to cut down trees when attacking. β
"Hey, do you know what's the most interesting? The guy didn't even notice that there was a hazelnut ball falling from one of the trees. Or maybe the cocky guy noticed. But in its eyes, the weak elf was not worth its attention at all. Then it was even more fun, the hazelnut ball that was about to explode after being stimulated actually stopped. That is, at the moment when the white light of the self-detonation disappeared, I knew..."
"Actually, your characteristic is moisture, right?"
Yu Xian looked at the pale Gotha duck with a miserable face, as if he had taken a sip of ice water on a dog day.
"First use secret words to distract the other party, and then deliberately use prayer for rain to speed up, so that the other party mistakenly thinks that your characteristic is leisurely and free. Finally, through the influence of its own characteristic moisture on the moisture of the surrounding air, the telekinesis is used to create a space that is extremely dehydrated, but in this space, the moisture on the surface of the other party's body is very sufficient. β
"The weakened concentration force, because of the physical and mental torture brought about by high tension, coupled with the false water induction of the body reaction to the body, finally makes the other party fall into a coma due to lack of water, forming the so-called drought killing."
"Pioneer, even as an enemy, I have to sigh from the bottom of my heart, this way of fighting is simply art! In order to repay your kindness, I took it upon myself to ask the old village chief to cooperate with me to stage such a scene as killing me for you, which can be regarded as a tribute to you. Deception and inducement, what a beautiful phrase. β
Speaking of this, Yu Xian abruptly withdrew his gaze and stared straight at the Gotha duck with his eyes. The scales of the fish all erect on the body, like an enraged hedgehog. The dark blue dragon scales are even more dazzling.
I used to think that Mao Ye and Zhi Ye were the innocent ones, and I thought that I knew the world deep enough. But in the end, it turned out that I was the naΓ―ve person. The world is far more cruel than I imagined, and far from being as simple as I imagined. A mediocre feature in the game, and it almost became the culprit that killed me. And all of this is just because I'm still stupid to think it's a world where that kid can beat Team Rocket.
Oh, how ridiculous. With the qualifications of a king, I have never really used this power for battle, but for survival. After all, an ideal is just an ideal, and maybe I'm really too anxious.
Yu Xian smiled relievedly, and under his calm appearance was hot blood.
"You're right, rank is a joke. Thank you, you let me know that this world is wonderful..."
"It's exciting!"
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