novelraw Chapter 973: Wrecking Scums, Si Fuqing Pulled Out the Swordsman (3)
Chapter 973: Wrecking Scums, Si Fuqing Pulled Out the Swordsman (3)
chapter 973: wrecking scums, si fuqing pulled out the swordsman (3)
there was a distinct barrier between the secular world and their realm, with strict rules forbidding masters of yin-yang and evolved beings from harming ordinary people.
3d games were merely a pastime for the general public, yet even yu wu played them?
kusonoki akatsuki rubbed the tsurugi sword at her waist.
it seemed interesting enough for her to buy a computer and give it a try.
on the stage, the players were already seated.
“alright, all the players from both teams are here,” the male commentator announced. “everyone, please welcome them!”
“first up is the individual match,” the female commentator continued. “in the individual match, each player can ban one of the opponent’s professions. players, please use this right wisely.”
for the individual match, si fuqing was the first to step up.
seeing her, the vice-captain of the western deities team unhesitatingly banned the healer.
source: novgo.co
they had developed many strategies targeting si fuqing and reviewed all her matches, but they couldn’t find her weakness.
banning the healer was effectively crippling her.
[it’s over! can si fuqing play any other profession? she better not only know how to play healer!]
[girls usually have shallow profession pools and prefer visually appealing female roles.]
kill remained indifferent, “we will need at most three players for the individual match.”
that was his highest regard for the five states team.
the atmosphere in the venue grew increasingly tense and heated.
the female commentator’s voice quickened, “oh my, there are only five seconds left for the entrance. will she change her profession?”
countdown—five, four, three, two, one!
locked in!
the female commentator exclaimed excitedly, “no change, it’s the swordsman!”
the swordsman, the most challenging profession in oracle.
difficulty level: 10!
on the screen, the white-robed swordsman carried a heavy sword, their robe fluttering in the wind.
perfectly reflecting the verse, “the hall was filled with blooming flowers, enchanting three thousand guests, one sword freezes fourteen states.”
the arena fell silent.
the word “action” appeared on the screen, signaling the start of the first individual match.
[sisters and brothers, i have an unrealistic thought...]