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Lanqi leaned against the bench, staring at the battle square, crossed his fingers and leisurely placed them on his legs, and answered.
"and then?"
"Then I set the images of Kusai and several others from the Alolan Royal Academy as villains, and made the heroine exactly the same as Tservini. I sent the five members of the Fighter's Soul into the single-person shadow world respectively, and designed the most difficult tragic plots for them to accept according to their personalities."
"..."
Hyperion could only listen but not speak.
"This group of fighters witnessed Tserwini being brutally murdered time and again in this illusory yet real world. They also cycled endlessly between death and resurrection. Whenever they were most desperate and collapsed, the Great Love Poet would appear as a goddess, gently counting the mistakes and sins they had committed in this round, and sending them to start over."
Lanci continued to tell Hyperion.
"You let the great poet of love...become a goddess?"
Hyperion swallowed.
"Yes, I told her to let go and talk as much as she wanted."
"Do not……"
Hyperion covered her head.
She couldn't describe what a sinful soul-torturing game this was.
But this was a Pandora's box that she opened with her own hands.
"It's not over yet."
Lan Qi shook his head.
What the members of the Fighter's Soul team didn't realize was that Ranch, as the administrator of the control center, would sometimes play a certain role and artificially create tragedies that made them feel extremely frightened or extremely angry, in order to guide them.
Although the challenger wins at the end of the story, all the companions with whom he has formed a bond will die, including Tserwini, who will inevitably die at the hands of the challenger.
If there is any challenger's companion who has a hope of surviving to the finale, Lanqi will personally take charge and make him disappear.
“I mainly want to highlight a sense of fate. Whenever I give them a little hope, I will extinguish it when they think things are about to get better, so that they understand that fate is difficult to change. When they return to the real world, they will feel like they have just woken up from a dream, but they will also find that the gears of fate have begun to turn again, and they have one last chance left.”
Lanci told Hyperion about his special training arrangements for the next two days.
Finally, after more than thirty hours of special training, five fighters successfully walked out of this artificial shadow world controlled by Ranchi.
Their mental outlook has also undergone tremendous changes.
"you……"
Hyperion's eyelids twitched wildly, and she quickly looked towards the battle square.
These five fighters have been experiencing the unforgettable immersive experience in the film world for so long that they are afraid that they have long lost their ability to distinguish between truth and falsehood. At least they have witnessed the scene of Tserwini being killed by Kusai hundreds of times. Now they probably have no other thoughts in their minds except wanting to kill Kusai.
She couldn't imagine what these five fighters would do to Kusai next!
Chapter 227: A major nationally reported accident caused by Lanqi
"You despicable guys! Do you really still have the fighting spirit?!"
Kusse kept backing away, shouting righteously, as if he wanted the entire venue and the audience watching the live broadcast to hear him.
At this moment he finally understood a sentence.
There is a high wall between unarmed and armed.
It's not just weapons.
It is also a torture instrument and a tombstone.
"This is the Holy Temple Xingyi Axe Fist Technique named by Instructor Lanqi."
Seeing that Kusai didn't want to fight, but also didn't want to give up and lose face, the deputy captain only felt that Kusai was ridiculous, pitiful and cute.
The audience became a little silent.
It is not easy for them, outsiders, to comment on matters related to the fighting spirit.
"Well... I can prove to everyone that this move does exist. Principal Lan used it to instruct the clergy of the Northern Continent in the Shadow World. There is also another move called the Holy Light Sword Technique - Twin Peaks Piercing the Ears."
In the commentary booth, Lou Vihill tried his best to smooth things over.
The commentator partner beside her didn't dare to respond to her.
If you say she has no shame, she will give a logical explanation, but if you say she still has some shame, she will lie with her eyes open.
I have no idea what she is made of.
The referee's bench had become completely silent.
Loren's palms were sweating, his knees were weak, and he was speechless.
He wanted to stop the game.
But so far no violations have occurred.
Qusay did not surrender either.
As a referee, Loren has no right to forcibly interfere with the normal progress of the game.
More importantly, the two old men beside him would not allow him to do anything wrong.
"Woo..."
On the coaching bench on the Ikerite Academy team's side, Hyperion was in tears, as if she didn't want the audience to think of her as a member of the coaching team anymore.
However, the moment she sat down, it was too late.
"Although I can win faster if I teach them the Five Poison Fists or the Sun Fist, that would be a little unfair. I still have to consider the school's image and make the opponent lose with a sincere heart."
Lanci commented.
He doesn't seem to have forgotten his identity as a coach at all, and he is directing seriously.
"Do you really think so..."
Hyperion could probably understand that the Five Poison Fists referred to Frey's [Poisonous Ground Spikes], and the Sun Fist should refer to the light magic that could blind people.
"By the way, where is Frey?"
Hyperion suddenly thought of it and asked Lanqi.
"Isn't he with you?"
Lanqi hadn't seen Frey at all in the past two days.
"Hey, that's weird. He's already placed a bet, so he should be very concerned about the outcome..."
Hyperion looked back in confusion; she hadn't seen Frey since the race started.
But they didn't care too much.
"Don't worry, Hyperion. I have taught them a set of authentic boxing techniques that are enough to subdue Kusai."
"I am even more worried when you say that..."
While the two were chatting, several figures on the battle square looked like a well-trained hunting team, cooperating in the encirclement and suppression of Kusai.
"Die!!"
Kusai gasped and tried to rush towards an enemy to defeat him first. However, the cruelty and madness of the Demon King's army were fully revealed. The sound of bones breaking on both sides rang out almost at the same time, and blood splattered.
They seemed to turn a blind eye to Qusay's resistance, and every attack was a cruel execution.
Before Kusai could stand firmly, a huge black shadow holding a heavy sword appeared behind him and slashed at Kusai fiercely. Kusai didn't even have the chance to look back before his back was chopped open, leaving a bloody mark.
At this time, another figure also grabbed Kusai's arm, sneering and holding him with great strength.
After being beaten a little unconscious by the continuous siege, Kusai finally gathered some strength, but he knew at this moment that the first thing he should do was not to fight back, but to surrender!
If he continued to hold on, he himself didn't dare to guess what these crazy people would control him to do.
However, before he could open his mouth, his Adam's apple was hit hard by the iron armor gauntlet.
"Haha, you want to surrender?"
The deputy commander's voice seemed to have dropped sixteen tones compared to a few days ago, and it was as deep as the sound of a heavy hammer at an iron foundry.
"Ah...ah...!"
Kusai grabbed his neck tightly, saliva and tears of pain flowing down his twisted cheeks, but he couldn't make a sound.
"Now you have learned how to communicate in a friendly manner, right?"
Accompanied by the deputy head's voice.
The next second, the figure behind Kusai hit his knee hard with a low kick and pressed his shoulders, making him kneel on the ground.
“It’s called basic etiquette.”
Before Qusay could understand the humiliation, another fighter lunged and punched Qusay's eyes, making his eyes blank and he saw stars.
“This is glorious virtue.”
The airflow and the explosion sound suddenly approached.
Another member of Ikerite had already dropped the heavy sword in his hand and slapped Kusai's ears on both sides of his head with his hands. Kusai almost fainted due to a dizziness.
"Let me show you some beautiful music!"
Several fighters from the Fighter Team took turns using various boxing-type Ranchi skills, almost depriving Kusai of his five senses, and then came the ultimate insult.
Parents in the audience quickly covered their children's eyes.
The images are too violent.
Loren was shocked and finally realized the seriousness of the problem. He wanted to end the competition immediately.
However, the control terminal on the referee's bench seemed to malfunction and was unable to close the barrier and stop the game.
"Why is the control circuit broken at this time?!"
Loren's heart was pounding and he shouted almost in collapse.
Then he leapt down from the sky riding on the wind, and the strong wind seemed to blow away all the dark clouds. Every wind magic he cast resonated with the arena's barrier, gradually weakening its power.
He couldn't use his full strength, even if that would allow him to violently dismantle the barrier faster, it would definitely harm the citizens in the audience!