Chapter 63: The Great Prize for Two Six

The first game of the World Game Awards finals ended, and Ling Yun withdrew from the competition venue.

After completing the visit, Ling Yun didn't find any more tasks in this barren land, looking to the north, he began to hurry, rushing towards the place where Yanyun was.

On the road, a middle-aged man with a disheveled hair stopped Ling Yun.

The middle-aged man's clothes were shabby like rags, his hair was knotted and sticky like a thick rope hanging down on his chest, his eyebrows were hidden with snow, and his eyes were cloudy, so desolate.

"Young man, can I borrow your Lone Star Sword and use it." The middle-aged man's face was miserable, and there was no momentum on his body.

However, he stood thousands of meters in the air out of thin air and stopped in front of Ling Yun!

"Do I have the authority to say no?" Ling Yun looked at the middle-aged man and asked.

"Yes."

"Why do you need the Lone Star Sword?" Ling Yun asked.

The middle-aged man glanced at the Lone Star Sword at Ling Yun's feet, was silent for a while, and reached out to tear the torn shirt on his chest.

A red wound was placed on the middle-aged man's chest, as if it had been split yesterday, but it was like a blood vessel beating.

It's not that the middle-aged man doesn't change his expression, but he has been enduring the throbbing cruelty, and the calm expression is to suppress the great pain under the expression.

"I need the Lone Star Sword to heal me." The middle-aged man said calmly.

"Will there be any side effects on the Lone Star Sword?"

"No, it won't."

"Okay, in that case, why not lend it to you." Ling Yun rolled in the air, his wrist flicked, and the Lone Star Sword separated and turned into a sword shadow and flew away.

The middle-aged man easily took the Lone Star Sword with one hand.

The middle-aged man took the Lone Star Sword, respectfully held the Lone Star Sword in his hand, bowed, closed his eyes for a long time and nodded, and then suddenly raised the Lone Star Sword and stabbed it into the scar on his chest!

"Zi~" I saw that after the Lone Star Sword was inserted, the terrible wound on the chest began to slowly shrink, and then disappeared in a short period of time!

"Whew~" The middle-aged man exhaled deeply, and his comfortable breath actually blew away all the clouds nearby!

"How many years..."The middle-aged man opened his broad chest and smiled happily.

He pulled out the Lone Star Sword and handed it back to Ling Yun.

"Thank you, young man." The middle-aged man smiled at Ling Yun.

"In order to repay the kindness of the sword senior, I planted protection on you, and if you are attacked by the gods, I can protect you."

"Thank you, seniors."

"You don't have to thank me, you can thank me if you want to...... Ye Guyun. ”

Ling Yun's expression moved: "Could it be that the predecessor is related to my master?" ”

"Fate? Sort of, it's over. ”

"Can you tell me your identity?"

"Little guy, I won't tell you who I am, but I will tell you one thing: the powerful Ye God King has already died 10,000 years ago, and after his ideals are shattered, there are fewer and fewer people who continue to follow him because of his personality charm."

"Cherish yourself." The middle-aged man glanced back at Ling Yun, then paced and slowly disappeared into the air.

Ling Yun didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

So, he just continued north.

"World Game Awards Finals Match 2! Welcome to all of you! ……”

The host made a magnificent appearance in the lights, which was still the usual rhetoric, and finally invited the four players of tonight's game and the bye of the Sun in the cheers.

"First of all, let's visit the mentor......" While the host was still chattering, the son of the sun suddenly strode in front of the smoke cloud.

Pre-match interviews allow for interaction between players, and of course hands-on is impossible, but the annual drama of bickering is staged every year.

The height of the Child of the Sun is ten centimeters taller than that of Smoke Cloud, and at first glance it looks like the Child of the Sun is bullying people.

The auditorium was boiling.

"Yan Yun, what the hell do you mean?!" The Son of the Sun had a gloomy face.

Smoke Cloud opened his eyes and looked at the Child of the Sun, slanted his lips and smiled.

"Literally."

The Son of the Sun frowned and gritted his teeth: "I will definitely defeat you this time, you wait!" ”

"Hey, the next round of three people, if you don't say it, I'll have a bye." Yanyun's eyes leaned slightly towards Lingyun next to him.

The Child of the Sun frowned.

"It's okay, I'll defeat both of you, just wait." The Child of the Sun snorted, ran to the host, and began to be interviewed.

"Mr. [Tlef], do you think the top three players can continue to be among the top three this time?" The moderator asked.

The microphone was handed to the son of the sun, and he smiled, and said in his usual gentle manner:

"This time, I will definitely defeat Yanyun and Chuan to win the championship!"

This sentence contains too much information, and only part of the information is digested for a while, but these fragments of information are enough to make people boil!

At least, in the eyes of the Children of the Sun, it recognizes the strength of the dark horse!

This news is really heavy enough, and at the same time, the affirmation of Ling Yun's strength makes someone behind the Sun Child unhappy.

When interviewing the Buddhist Master Foluo Mountain, the Buddhist Master just lightly said that it was an honor to be able to face off with the first player Yan Yun.

"I heard that you are also a devout Buddhist in reality?"

"I'm just an ordinary ascetic, doing penance on the banks of the Ganges."

The next interview is a dance of ghosts and gods from the Yamato nation.

As soon as the ghost danced wildly, he stole the host's words.

"Behind me, listen, you can only tremble behind me from now on!"

"I came to play the game to end Yan Yun's era, he stayed too long, it's time to lose at my feet!"

"And you! Son of the Sun, I will torture you with even more cruel means than Yan Yun, wait, hahahaha! ”

The ghosts and gods danced wildly, and this unexpected clash drew a large number of cheers.

The Ghost Dance didn't even look at Ling Yun in order to insult Ling Yun and fight back against the Children of the Sun.

No one even made a statement on this other players on the field, the son of the sun smiled slightly, the Buddhist master looked indifferent, Yanyun's expression was cold, and Ling Yun was still paralyzed.

"Mr. Oni Dance, I heard that you qualified for the finals of the World Game Awards for the first time, right?"

"That's right."

"Who do you think will be the biggest obstacle to your championship?" The moderator asked.

"Except for Yan Yun, everyone present is garbage! Hahaha! ”

"Thank you for the interview with the Wild Dance of the Ghosts, and then we have to invite the current strongest person in the world - Yan Yun!"

The audience was in a hurry!

"What do you think of Mr. Yan Yun's provocation of the Ghost Dance?"

"Hmph, the little kids are really fussy now." Smoke Cloud smiled contemptuously.

Then, the smoke cloud raised his hand and pointed in all directions:

"Listen, little boys, I welcome your challenge, the stronger you are, the better, of course, I will kick you off the stage one by one with my feet!"

After saying this, Yanyun retreated to the back and did not give the host a chance to continue the interview.

Ling Yun naturally stepped forward.

The host hurriedly began to interview Ling Yun.

"Mr. Chuanshi, I don't know how you feel about what Yan Yun said earlier?" The moderator asked.

"It's kind of funny." Ling Yun smiled.

"Oh? What do you mean......"

"As far as I know, Yanyun is not yet 20 years old, but the one from the Yamato nation is almost 30." Ling Yun glanced at Yanyun with a half-mocking meaning.

Yan Yun felt Ling Yun's gaze, did not raise his head, and closed his eyes coldly.

The audience immediately burst into laughter when they heard this, and in the ears of the ghost and god dance, this sentence was a naked mockery of himself, and he suddenly showed an angry look and looked at Ling Yun viciously.

"Hahaha...... Mr. Chuan Shi is really humorous. The host quickly turned to other topics: "Recently, you have gained a large number of fans on the Internet, and they all want you to say a few words to them, I wonder if you would like to?" ”

"I don't want to." Ling Yun said simply.

"That ......" The host thought about the next lines, but Ling Yun was unwilling, his eyes suddenly widened, and he lost his temper for a moment, he had to smile awkwardly, and then continued the interview: "Uh, I don't know what Mr. Chuanshi thinks about the next game?" ”

"Well, the smoke cloud is more troublesome." Ling Yun's gentle smile couldn't find any flaws.

However, isn't this sentence similar to what those people said before?!

"I want a championship prize, so it doesn't matter who stands in front of me." Lingyun said: "Even Yanyun has to die." ”