Electromagnetic Tyrant

Chapter 146 Zhao Manying’s inner demons
"You can't find me."

Ji Xinghuo shook his head calmly, with a smile on his lips.

He originally wanted to tell her that his identity didn't matter, he was just making friends, and he was not some mysterious big shot.

But it would be fun to tease her a bit.

"Then what if I find it?" Zhao Manying seemed to find it interesting to find an identity, and played it as a game.

Ji Xinghuo smiled and said, "If you find it, make a friend."

"Are we not friends now?" Zhao Manying's voice suddenly changed.Ji Xinghuo immediately recognized that this was her original voice. It was highly recognizable, clear and sweet, but her tone was completely different from usual. It was charming and seductive, and she obviously spoke with a high voice on purpose.

"Don't pinch it."

Ji Xinghuo almost didn't laugh, and said seriously: "Of course not, we are just netizens."

"Hahaha..." Zhao Manying couldn't help laughing, she recovered her normal voice, and asked, "Are you a stranger on the ladder?"

"If you are strong, you must be on the ladder?" Ji Xinghuo intentionally misled.

There are 1 people on the ladder, including myself and Zhao Manying, there are about 24 people who are [-] years old this year, and all of them are geniuses.

If she confirmed that she was on the ladder, the search scope would be narrowed down to only a few dozen people, and then screened by gender, and she said she lived in Chang'an just now, then it would be very close to the truth.

Moreover, he is the last one on the ladder.

This ranking is actually very conspicuous sometimes, and you can match the number by checking the news materials a little.

"It's also..." Zhao Manying didn't know what Ji Xinghuo was thinking, nodded and said: "I have seen some very powerful aliens, and for various reasons, their names are not on the ladder."

"Is it stronger than you?" Ji Xinghuo asked curiously.

"How is that possible!" Zhao Manying snorted softly, her invincible self-confidence was palpable, "I am the number one player on the ladder. Under legend, there is no one in the world who is my opponent." She looked at Ji Xinghuo, "Including you."

Ji Xinghuo smiled noncommittally, but did not refute.

It can be seen that the defeat in martial arts just now did not affect her confidence at all. Either she did not exert her full strength, or she felt that martial arts was only a part of her own strength.

"Another one?"

Ji Xinghuo directly issued a challenge, and victory is the best counterattack.

Moreover, an opponent like Zhao Manying is too rare to come by, the harvest of one fight can be worth a hundred fights with others.

"it is good!"

Zhao Manying readily agreed.

She has the same idea as Ji Xinghuo, and also wants to defeat Ji Xinghuo to prove herself.

Ji Xinghuo quit the ring and created a private room. The environment is no longer the ring, but an antique martial arts arena. It is located on the top of the peak, with a wide view of the surroundings. people.

This kind of space is specially used for private competition and practice. The victory or defeat will not be counted into the points. People call it the "martial arts room".

And there is no limit to the number of people, you can pull in all your friends.

Ji Xinghuo invited Zhao Manying.

She entered the martial arts room, looked around and said, "Let's start."

The two started fighting immediately.

With no spectators and no friends, the two were immersed in a fierce battle that was evenly matched, and time passed unknowingly.

The night passed in a blink of an eye.

Ji Xinghuo slashed open Zhao Manying's long sword, punched out with his left hand, and struck her throat like lightning. His strength exploded, and the winner was decided.

The white light flashed, and the two men returned to their original state.

Zhao Manying had no expression on her face, she stood there and closed her eyes in thought, reviewing the gains and losses of the previous scene in her mind, opened her eyes a few minutes later and said, "Come again."

"Let's stop here today." Ji Xinghuo shook his head, "I'm going to start today's practice."

"Want to run after winning?"

However, Zhao Manying still couldn't finish it, her face finally revealed her true emotions, neither reconciled nor convinced.She fought with Ji Xinghuo dozens of times, but they were all defeated!
It was thought that the two sides were evenly matched opponents, but it turned out to be one-sided.

Every time, she felt that she had a chance to win, but she was always a little short.In martial arts, the slightest difference may seem small, but in fact it is as insurmountable as a chasm. If each move is one move behind, then it is a gap in rank.

She is a martial arts master, and the only rank higher than this is the title of Martial Saint.

Moreover, the title of Martial Saint is more like an honor, in recognition of a person's achievements in martial arts, not every Martial Saint can crush a martial arts master.

Zhao Manying couldn't imagine that there is a 24-year-old martial saint on earth!

The invincible confidence in her heart was shaken.

But the progress she made this night was real and hearty. It was greater than her progress in the past six months, and she had the idea to keep playing.

"It's not that I want to run, but it's seven o'clock in the morning." Ji Xinghuo said helplessly.

"So fast?"

Zhao Manying was immersed in the battle and didn't notice the time. She was a little embarrassed, "Then you go, I have something to do today, I have two interviews. See you tonight?"

"What time?" Ji Xinghuo asked.

"I'll try to get online before eight o'clock." Zhao Manying suddenly laughed, "Otherwise, you can give me a contact information. If there is any change, I will let you know."

"Farewell."

Ji Xinghuo left the practice room after dropping two words, and went offline directly.

He came out of the virtual login pod, breathed a sigh of relief, and fought with Zhao Manying for a whole night, but he couldn't stand it anymore.

That kind of mental stress consumes a lot of energy.

After each battle, he must immediately turn off his microscopic perception to reduce the consumption of star power, and wait for a few minutes to recover before turning it on again.

But it's all worth it.

Martial arts is like playing chess. If you compete with high-level opponents, your level will improve quickly. If you play too many bad chess players, you will become a bad chess player and even integrate into the ranks.

After this night's battle, Ji Xinghuo felt that even if he didn't have the Myriad Star Pupils, and didn't activate the microscopic perception, he still had the level of nine-dan martial arts.

A tiredness welled up in my heart.

Ji Xinghuo crawled onto the bed, fell asleep, and slept until noon.

He got up, washed and ate, went out to the exercise room to practice for the whole afternoon, and went online when he got home in the evening. As soon as he entered the martial arts platform, he received an invitation from Zhao Manying, who pulled him into the martial arts room.

"Why are you here now?" Zhao Manying asked.

Ji Xinghuo glanced at the time, it was only a few minutes before eight o'clock, she seemed a little impatient, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"I've been online since six o'clock." Zhao Manying curled her lips, "The interview ended early today, so I went ahead of schedule."

Ji Xinghuo spread his hands, "That can't be helped, I don't know."

"Ok."

She didn't ask Ji Xinghuo for contact information any more, just exchanged a few words, and then started calling.

A few minutes later, Ji Xinghuo added another victory.

"Why can't we still win?" Zhao Manying looked helpless, looked at Ji Xinghuo who seemed to be relaxed, and suddenly suggested: "We won't communicate after the game, and we won't resume the game. Will the efficiency be a little bit worse? Otherwise, every game Let’s discuss it all and make progress together?”

Ji Xinghuo thought for a while, "Yes."

The martial arts room has a video playback function. It records every previous battle, shoots from different angles, and then plays it slowly. You can see many details, which is very convenient.

This is one of the reasons why everyone likes to fight on virtual platforms.

A large screen was generated in front of him and began to play the battle just now.

The two stood in front of the screen and watched carefully, pausing and zooming in from time to time, pointing out the problem at that moment, what was the response to the change, which side was right and which side was wrong, and whether there was a problem with the train of thought. idea.

After a few minutes of fighting, the replay took nearly half an hour.

After the summary, we will fight again.

Ji Xinghuo immediately noticed Zhao Manying's improvement, which was very subtle, but martial arts was the result of little progress and accumulated training.

This creates more pressure on myself, and at the same time, more motivation.

Soon it was daylight again.

This night, the two only played a dozen games, but they made more progress than the first night. Ji Xinghuo didn't need to frequently activate micro-sensing, so he was able to persevere easily.

Offline at eight o'clock in the morning.

"See you tonight."

"See you tonight, it's still eight o'clock."

The two made an appointment, and Ji Xinghuo exited the virtual login cabin, feeling less tired than yesterday, and went to the exercise room to practice after a two-hour rest.

From mid-January to the end of February, Ji Xinghuo spent like this.

Go to bed at eight in the morning, sleep for three to four hours, go to the exercise room to practice until night after getting up, go home after eating dinner, and log on to the martial arts platform at eight.

Zhao Manying is already online at eight o'clock every night.

No matter what she is busy with during the day, interviews, team training or personal affairs, sometimes she will participate in the live broadcast arranged by the club, but at eight o'clock in the evening, she will always be online on time.

Then he and Ji Xinghuo fought fiercely all night for twelve hours.

Although Zhao Manying didn't know Ji Xinghuo's real identity yet, the two of them became more and more familiar with each other during more than a month of contact. From time to time, they would tell him some things in their own lives, their views on the current news, communicate, discuss, Sometimes the arguments can be heated, but we can always seek common ground while reserving differences and understand each other.

It's a wonderful feeling.

During the day, Ji Xinghuo often sees Zhao Manying in other places, and also searches for her on social media. Watching people's hot discussions, countless netizens and fans praise her to the sky, but she is very cold when facing the public , with a smile on his face but a sense of alienation, as if he was very far away from himself.

At night, I can get close to her again.

The overlapping of two completely different images is like a most familiar stranger.

The last day of February.

Ji Xinghuo went online at eight o'clock, and when he entered the martial arts room, he saw Zhao Manying. As usual, he chatted casually and started fighting.

More than an hour later, Ji Xinghuo won three games in a row.

He was about to resume, when Zhao Manying suddenly said: "Five hundred games."

"What?" Ji Xinghuo didn't understand for a moment.

"I've lost five hundred games to you in a row, and I didn't win once."

Zhao Manying stared at Ji Xinghuo seriously, and said softly: "I have never lost so much in my life, and I still lost to the same person. In the past month or so, I feel that my martial arts strength is improving, but you are also improving, and the improvement is faster than I'm faster and bigger, and I want to beat you harder and harder."

Ji Xinghuo said with a smile: "It's normal, I'm already stronger than you."

"No, you are just better at martial arts than me." Zhao Manying has accepted this, but not everything.

Ji Xinghuo still didn't refute.

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, hehe..." Zhao Manying already knew Ji Xinghuo very well. I can't beat you once, it will become my demon."

Inner demon is a commonly used word in the league.

It refers to a contestant who loses to the same opponent many times, and gradually forms a subconscious fear psychologically, which affects self-confidence and strength.

The more you fight, the more afraid you will be, the more afraid you will lose, and the more you lose, the weaker you will be.

There is only one way to break the demon, and that is to defeat this opponent.

"I'm not a stranger in the competition. You can't meet me on the field, and you can't become your demon." Ji Xinghuo had never thought about this before, and if he knew it, he would have let it go.

However, with her intelligence, she will definitely find that she let the water go, but she will be unhappy.

Deliberately losing can't get rid of demons.

"It has nothing to do with the arena." Zhao Manying said seriously: "This is related to my martial arts and evolution path. You are the demon in my life."

"It's not that serious, is it?" Ji Xinghuo saw that she didn't seem to be joking.

"Have."

Zhao Manying nodded.

"Then what should I do?" Ji Xinghuo has already regarded her as his friend, since the reason is caused by himself, if he can help her solve it, he will definitely cooperate.

"The new season is about to start, and I want to get rid of my demons before the start of the game." Zhao Manying said, "In martial arts, I can't beat you in the short term, but the strength of a foreigner is not limited to martial arts, it also depends on star power, alien power All aspects of ability and physique have been tested in real combat, and these cannot be displayed on the virtual martial arts platform, so..."

She looked at Ji Xinghuo and said slowly, "I want to challenge you offline."

(End of this chapter)