Seventy-two: Can I dance with you again?
After the exhibition match, the sixth round of eliminations officially began.
Yungui stood silently in the dueling arena, the brilliant lights of Apollo Square obscuring the dim glow of the sinking sunset.
After the fourth and fifth rounds of bloody battles, Yun Gui's face was full of fatigue and fatigue, and his body was already covered with blood, and he didn't know if it was his blood or the opponent's blood.
Yungui's broken arm is empty, just like the unyielding helplessness in the shadow of the end times.
Yun Guizheng stared at the opponent in front of him.
With an extremely complicated look on his face.
His final dueling opponent turned out to be a woman.
There are not without women among the players who have the medal of qualification for the 13th World Fighting Championship.
But there are very few female players who can make it to the sixth round.
The woman also stared at Yungui.
For some reason, they just looked at each other silently.
No one did anything.
Strangely, the atmosphere at the scene was not solemn.
There was not the slightest murderous aura on the two of them.
Minutes and seconds passed.
They just looked at each other......
Suddenly, Yun Gui's left arm condensed a cold knife aura and rushed towards the woman.
The woman Mu Ran looked at Yun Gui who was rushing towards her, but she didn't make any defensive moves.
Approaching the woman, Yungui raised his left arm.
The woman still did not have the slightest defensive move.
The invisible sword qi formed by Yun Gui's left arm suddenly swung down, as if he wanted to tear apart the hearts of the sanctimonious hypocrites.
The woman held her head high, like a superior ermine.
The tyrant knife feeds on the tyrant, and this knife is indeed very tyrannical.
It's just that the hegemony is the hegemony, and no matter how domineering the knife is, I am afraid that it will not be able to hit.
At such a close distance.
On the premise that the woman does not have the slightest defensive move.
The knife of the tyrant knife actually missed the knife.
A long, deep scar was left on the ground.
It's like the knife that was cut in the heart.
The woman looked at the scar mark.
Laughed.
The woman burst into tears of laughter.
Because, laughing is better than crying.
This is the logic of women.
The woman wanted to curse, but as soon as she spoke, she became: "Yungui, I have waited for you for 20 years, but you have never returned to your hometown...... Do you know how many days and nights I have been looking forward to in the past 20 years, and how many rings I have guarded......? ”
"Dancing Moon ......"
"What's wrong with your hand? Without me, you can't even save an arm?! ”
"I ......" Yungui wanted to say and stopped.
"Why don't you come back to me?" Wuyue asked.
"I don't have the face to look for you, I'm nothing now......" Yungui turned his head, not daring to look at Wuyue's eyes.
"What were you?"
"Marshal......" Yungui blurted out.
"Marshal? Think about it! What were you? Wuyue asked.
"I ...... I don't understand what you mean......" Yungui looked confused.
"No wonder you don't come to me! You've forgotten it all! Yungui, you are not a marshal! You...... It's my dance partner......" Dancing Moon's eyes glistened with tears.
Wuyue is not a beautiful woman, nor is she very gentle, her appearance is very ordinary, so ordinary that she will be drowned in a sea of people when she stops on the street.
She never wears makeup, and due to her age, Wuyue's faceless face and slightly bloated body look more ordinary.
is such a raunchy, extremely ordinary-looking woman, but with extraordinary combat effectiveness, she was Yungui's lover and Yungui's master.
In addition to the "Tyrant Knife" that Yungui comprehended in the later stage, most of Yungui's combat techniques can be said to have been taught by her.
"I ...... Retire! Yungui lowered his head and said.
When uttering words such as "retire" or "admit defeat" in the post-apocalyptic arena, it will be immediately recorded by the surrounding robot soldiers and uploaded to the battle table system, and cannot be retrieved.
"What? Don't you have the faith to overcome me? Although you only have one arm left now, your move just now is much stronger than the previous you! I won't necessarily be able to beat you. "Dancing Moon Road.
"No...... I don't want to fight you......"
"If you give up your boarding place, you'll die on Earth!" Wuyue stared at Yungui, and there seemed to be some temptation in her tone.
"I was born to never see my parents, and I was someone who didn't deserve to survive...... Wuyue, this boarding place is yours, just let me compensate you for the past twenty years......"
After speaking, Yungui turned around and wanted to leave, just after walking a few steps, he only heard the shout of Wuyue behind him: "Wait a minute!" ”
Yungui suddenly looked back, and Wuyue quickly rushed in front of him.
"Anything else? Dancing Moon, if it's okay, I'll ......"
"Smack!!" Without waiting for Yungui to finish speaking, Wuyue slapped him hard.
Yungui froze in place.
"Yungui, put away your self-righteousness! What else to say about compensation! Are you qualified to give me a boarding place with a dignified "handout"?! Who do you think you are?! Is this such a "compensation" that I have been waiting for for the past 20 years?! Wuyue reproached loudly.
"That'...... What do you want? ”
"I bet all my youth on you, I don't want to lose too badly......" Wuyue was already in tears: "If you die...... Where do I go to find my dance partner......"
"Dancing Moon...... I'm sorry......" Yungui's resolute face showed unprecedented sadness, and he slowly stretched out his remaining left hand, wanting to touch Wuyue's face that had been through vicissitudes.
"I've been waiting for you alone for twenty years, and I don't want to live like a walking corpse anymore...... Yungui, I want to go with you! Wuyue choked up.
"Dancing Moon, no...... Promise me! Don't give up this chance to live! Yungui's fingers had already touched Wuyue's face.
"My soul is really lonely without you...... Yungui, if the end of the world comes, I don't want to live alone anymore...... I ......"
Yungui suddenly took the dancing moon into his arms......
"Don't say it, Dancing Moon, I understand...... I know everything...... I've got nothing! The only thing I can give you now is a chance to live......" Yungui said softly.
"Yungui, have you forgotten? Back then, you had nothing but me......" Wuyue quietly leaned on Yungui's chest, listening to his heartbeat.
"Wuyue, I still have one last wish, I ...... Can I ...... with you? One more dance ......"
"Cloud returns to ......," Wuyue cried.
"In this cruel apocalyptic era, we can meet here again, this is the greatest gift from God to me, and I have nothing more to ask for...... Dancing Moon, you should be happy......! ”
The woman burst into tears, and suddenly, burst into laughter.
With laughter, the woman danced.
Staggering, stiff movements, clumsy hands and feet.
Obviously, she doesn't know much about dancing, like a swinging duck.
But Ba Dao didn't seem to care, and he watched the woman's ugly dance steps. There seemed to be a ray of tenderness in his eyes that had never been seen before......
Ba Dao followed the woman and danced the same dance, and the movements looked more stiff than the woman.
"The wind and dust are thousands of miles and the moon is full of clouds, Xiao Xiao dances and returns to his hometown......" The woman chanted as she danced.
"If there is a reunion in the next life, I would like to dance with you again......" Yungui chanted.
Yungui hugged the woman tightly with one arm.
One-step, two-step, three-step, four-step, five-step......
The sleeves on Yungui's broken arms fluttered gently in the evening breeze.
"One-two-three-four, two-two-three-four, three-two-three-four, turn in circles......" the woman shouted to the beat.
Just as they did when they listened to an old-fashioned radio in a dilapidated rented house.
The only difference is that men leave the opportunity to live to women.