Mythology card making

Chapter 116 The battle between the secular old dragon and the Chinese dragon (please vote for me)
While Luofu was thinking, Zhao Jiale's card-making work had also ended.

Made of core cards, this brooding young man with a fleshless face and a faint sinister look has once again achieved results in the field he is best at and loves most, showing a rare expression of excitement.

But when the camera turned around, he immediately adjusted his mood and assumed a melancholy and cold look again.

Luofu looked at the other person for a while, and felt that this guy was not the common depression in adolescence.

Rather, it is similar to the exhaustion of a middle-aged person who is fired from his job and has no progress and no retreat.

The joy of successfully making a card only lasted for a moment, and I looked like I had no energy.

"Should the two players take a break first, or start the live PK match directly?"

The host sitting next to the audience raised his voice and asked.

"Brother, do you want to rest for a while to digest the card printing feedback?" Luofu stood up and asked.

"Thank you for your kindness." Zhao Jiale shook his wrist and showed off an orange bracelet similar to a smart bracelet: "I wear an instrument that can sort out card printing feedback, so I don't need to rest. If you are ready, we can start at any time. .”

"Come on then."

Luofu threw his windproof jacket on the chair.

The whole person stepped onto the battle stage with a natural and relaxed attitude.

He looked like he was not under any pressure.

"Ho hum..." Zhao Jiale couldn't help laughing, "I have a friend who was defeated by you when she challenged the Deep Blue Pass last week. Before coming, she repeatedly emphasized to me that she is very powerful. So, please Please give me some advice.”

In front of tens of millions of spectators, Luofu did not respond randomly. Instead, he imitated Song Fuzhou and said politely like a host accepting a challenge:
"Since the establishment of Deep Blue Pass, we have always strictly followed the pass-through regulations issued by the alliance, and have extremely strict requirements for the venue and rules of the pass-through battle."

"But in the final analysis, our Deep Blue Pass was established in response to the alliance's call to vigorously cultivate young card players. We should proceed from reality and make corresponding adjustments based on the actual situation."

"Considering that it is extremely difficult for Mr. Zhao to travel thousands of miles, our teacher Bai specifically asked me before the start of the competition that this live competition can be regarded as an official Spark Battle."

"If Mr. Zhao wins this game, he will receive a special customs clearance token and gifts carefully prepared by our Shenlan Pass according to the rules."

"If I am lucky enough to win, according to the relevant regulations of the Spark Project, I will automatically receive these rewards after defeating ten opponents in a row since I officially became a disciple of Shenlan Pass. From now on, I have the right to refuse challenges from those selected for the Spark Project."

"To sum up... is Mr. Zhao ready to start the Spark Battle?"

While saying these words, Luofu secretly gestured towards the confused Bai Che and the smiling Ms. Gu. After getting the other party's nod in agreement, his formal and gentle look became more and more "official". ”, which makes people subconsciously feel unable to refuse.

Although classmate Xiao Zhao was born into a wealthy family, his skills in this area were still a bit weak, and he was directly led into the pit by Luofu.

He nodded seriously, indicating that he accepted Luofu's proposal and regarded this discussion as a breakthrough battle.

"As the challenger, you have the right to go first, please play the card."

Luofu finished speaking, and the battle field using space folding technology expanded instantly.

Everyone felt a sudden spin, and the platform that was originally only about [-] square meters suddenly expanded to a standard playground area.

Zhao Jiale shook his hand and threw out the card.

The card with strange blue-violet light was spinning in mid-air, gradually expanding, like a strange door connecting to purgatory.

The sea wizard, who was as skinny as a mummy and painted the face of an old dragon from the other side, walked erratically and entered the venue like a ghost.

In an instant, the corrosive black mist dispersed, and the area centered on the late-night coast expanded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the multimedia room that originally exuded bright white and warm light was suddenly replaced by a cold and damp new world.

Dark clouds cover the sky and heavy rain is coming.The tide rises and falls, and the waves hit the rocks.

Luofu calmly observed his surroundings and confirmed that this was the beach area on the opponent's card creation screen.

Looking around, there are many ghosts among the sparse vegetation, and the dark and oppressive vast sea carries the songs of homesick souls on the night wind.

Hai Wuxian clasped his palms together, and a group of lieutenants and subordinates suddenly appeared behind him.

Luofu took a quick look and saw that there were at least 50 to [-] people.

These people either hold special musical instruments wrapped in mottled red cloth, or apply facial makeup and wear different clothes, or hold torches to light up their dead-white faces.

Paper people, paper horses, gongs, drums and floats.

Thatched heavenly soldiers, portraits of gods.

Wherever it is, nothing is there.

It's cold and strange, majestic and solemn.

A small card, but it hides such a grand team of evil spirits.

Feeling the familiar song of praise to the gods gradually reaching his ears, trying to destroy his indestructible spirit and soul after being strengthened by Monkey Goth's sex, Luofu no longer polite, raised his hand and threw the [Well Dragon King].

The dragon chants of Zhuxia, which are as grand and powerful as the sound of Taoism, are like rain showers with swords and halberds in their mouths. With extremely terrifying power, they refresh the spirits of some of the audience who have shallow cultivation and are dizzy due to the influence of the chants.

The pressure of the bloodline of the Nine Provinces True Dragon came like three mountains collapsing. Zhao Jiale and his team of evil spirits collapsed at the same time, and their faces turned pale.

As a mixed-race child, Zhao Jiale's father is from Zhuxia, and his mother comes from a country that was once known as the "Sea Coachman." She is both a Zhuxia son and mixed with foreign blood. Unfortunately, she has fallen into two big pits. Double weaken one.

"What a strong weakening ability."

Zhao Jiale wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

In all my life, I never thought that because of my "mixed race" background, I would not only be despised by my half-brother, but also "bullied" by the card rules.

This is obviously a "bloodline" themed battle.

As soon as the battle began, King Jing Long used the powerful bloodline of the orthodox Chinese dragon to suppress the opponent, Kaling, into a [panic] state.

From a layman's point of view, Zhao Jiale suffered a huge blow at the beginning and had no chance of winning.

But for a card battle that is constantly changing and the situation is ever-changing, this battle has just begun.

After a slight adjustment, Zhao Jiale, who was gradually recovering, already knew that he was facing a card-making genius whose talent was most likely not weaker than that of his brother.

Therefore, without holding anything back or giving Luofu a chance to stop him, he directly performed the god-dressing ceremony as quickly as possible.

The rain in Xizi City was getting heavier, and there was constant thunder like falling mountains and gravel.

At the same time, two "late" spectators, led by Dong Niannian and Zhuge Yi, came to the door.

"Uncle Luo, you don't know, Brother Fu has been really awesome lately."

"is it?"

Listening to the girl's introduction, one of them, a middle-aged man with a busy life, smiled proudly.

(End of this chapter)