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Prince of Grocery Banqiao Yuan: It's useless for you to defend yourself here. The news that the girl-carrying knight was killed by a real girl-carrying player has spread throughout the group. You will be the shame of the king group. Let's stop talking nonsense. We have rarely fought since the night of fierce fighting. Let's see who is the real one!

P1 Peerless Master Yunxiao King (Rank 55)

P2 Prince of Grocery · Banqiao Yuanyunxiao King (Ranked 8)

Single character mode...

Character selection...

Battle loading...

Yuan VS Angry Ghost

"Wow, a truly high-quality match."

"High quality × there are professional players on the other side√"

"The anchor has fallen! (Sad)"

"This is a rare opportunity, let's play a tiebreaker."

"You want the anchor to die?"

In the background story of the game, Yuan and Angry Ghost were originally a pair of mortal enemies with grievances against each other. Now the enemy is a well-known top master and a well-known user of Angry Ghost. Even if he is just at a disadvantage and is beaten, it is also close to the competition level. The real FTG players and audiences have been ignited and are rubbing their hands and looking forward to it.

It was raining heavily, and the temple was filled with miserable wind and rain. The Buddha statues bathed in the burning incense were silent. The ink-like clouds were swirling, and the dazzling white light flashed, illuminating the old man and the fist demon who were confronting each other on the bluestone slab.

"The supreme boxing theory will challenge the supreme violence. We meet again, old man." The tattered Taoist uniform could not hide the body that was born for fighting. The eyes of the war-loving boxer seemed to be burning with blood. He suddenly waved his hand, and a wave of murderous intent shot out into the air.

"Haha, you are wrong. It should be a martial arts challenge. You are challenging me, War Ghost." The skinny old man stood upright and stomped his feet lightly, and the stone slab was silently shattered. The killing wave that attacked him dissipated in an instant. The old man slowly rolled up his sleeves and smiled evilly, "This time, I will not spare your life."

The two of them had great chemistry and were very considerate of the audience, with zero operations and no skipping of the special opening animation.

But at the moment the countdown ended, the two players on the other side and this side quickly pushed the joysticks and pressed the keys in a mirror-like manner.

The rain was raging. Yuan and the angry ghost launched a quick attack at the same time. The boxing demon used the Tianbo Xun Shankong to seize the initiative. His figure shuttled through the night like a ghost, with scarlet eyes trailing a trail of light behind him, and his hands were wrapped with desperate fighting spirit. He broke through the old man's defense head-on, punching, elbowing, kneeing, hand knife... turning his whole body into a deadly weapon, pouring out the fighting instinct in the creature's bones.

The old man was defeated step by step, and he used his finger and leg techniques intertwined, using his internal strength that he had cultivated for many years to reach perfection to fight against the bloody and terrifying humanoid in front of him. Occasionally he had the upper hand, but as the angry ghost abandoned his defense and became so crazy, the old man's counterattacks seemed to be increasingly difficult to succeed.

The angry ghost threw a straight punch, hitting the old man in the chest before he could get back to defend himself. The force of the punch penetrated his chest and bones, and even broke the stone stake behind the old man.

Perfect timing.

"A thousand blows in one moment!"

The angry ghost grinned and threw his fists, crushing all matter into slag. Black and white flashes exploded from his body. Thunder roared but was dim, rain roared but stopped and flowed backwards. The darkest realm descended with a bang, taking away all the white in the world. In the darkness, only a pair of red eyes drifted at a ghostly speed.

The sounds of flesh and blood being torn apart, tendons and bones breaking, along with the endless howling of the boxing demon, densely composed a brutal melody that made one's hair stand on end.

The field slowly dissipated.

The angry ghost stood in the rain, with the word "天" (sky) formed by blood on his back. The old man had already fallen to the ground, dead.

K.O!

"This suppression is like a ghost."

"The server's No. 1, Old Man Yuan, has been disconnected—"

"Anchor, please say something!"

Master Yin, who is usually very talkative, did not say a word. The only sounds in the live broadcast were his repeated moves and the typing of the keyboard.

The second round begins.

The angry ghost used his old tricks again, and used the Tianbo Xun Shankong body technique again with murderous intent, cooperating with his last fierce attack, and the tremendous pressure suddenly came like a mountain. The old man in the long gown who had just experienced a tragic defeat was still strong. He was seen running forward with his hands behind his back.

The angry ghost swung the bloody purple rising dragon fist directly on the spot. However, the old man's jump attack was originally a feint, which blocked this air defense very well. The situation was immediately clear. The angry ghost, who was limited by the back swing of the move, would be hit by Yuan who landed early.

However, the angry ghost in the air sneered, and a blood shadow flashed. The Fist Demon performed the Tianbo Xun Air Flash while floating in the air, and moved sideways, extinguishing the opponent's hope of attack.

At this moment, the old man in the long gown, who had not yet landed, shook the air with his internal energy, and leaped forward like a snake or a dragon. His legs were like the mouth of an evil dragon, and he hooked the heavy body of the fist demon accurately. His skinny body twisted in the air, and he pulled the angry ghost out of the flashing bloody afterimage alive, and smashed him to the ground fiercely, with his knees pressed against the angry ghost's chest. The strong force penetrated, and the stone slab shattered into powder, and the angry ghost spit out a few mouthfuls of blood foam.

"Can this be caught???"

"Why can their characters fly?"

"Ace Combat, huh?"

"This wave, this wave is my prediction, you predicted my prediction"

The old man in the long gown said nothing. Facing the angry ghost who quickly stood up, he leaped into the air, cut the enemy's back with his toes, and his bony palms turned into a group of swords, accurately stabbing the acupuncture points on the front of the boxing demon.

The angry ghost, who had lost all his rhythm, was forced into a corner. The high output at the beginning allowed Yuan to accumulate a large amount of resources.

The already high-frequency typing sound in the live broadcast jumped to a higher level at this second, with an astonishing momentum and a speed so fast that it made your teeth ache.

The man's right hand was so fast that it left an afterimage.

"It's coming!"

The old man's eyes were filled with dark blue fighting spirit, and a vast inner force burst out from his body, making the thin fabric rustle. He slapped the angry ghost away, and his bamboo-like figure dissolved and dissipated. There was only a low, evil smile in the rain.

"The gates of hell are open to you."

The merciless pale color eroded the temple, drowned the heavy rain, and covered the Buddha statues and incense. Between heaven and earth, there was only the angry ghost who was blown away and had no defense. Just like a scholar's casual ink-splashing brush, a black track penetrated the fist demon in the air, blood splashed and scattered, and was directly assimilated into nothingness by the paleness. Black ink was fired all over the sky, and the angry ghost screamed continuously.

The field slowly dissipated.

The old man in the long gown stood quietly in the temple, staring at the angry ghost whose blood had been drained.

K.O!

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!"

"What! Your career was instantly eliminated? Aren't you an entertainment anchor?"

"Angry Ghost: High attack and paper defense are like this, anyone can kill me in one second, I'm numb."

"Is that why you want to train Kazumi, who has a lot of fat and thick blood? Itabashi, I'm so touched."

"The host is no longer interactive"

"There's someone here who's silent but pretends to be an expert, but I won't tell you who it is."

The decisive third round.

Prince of Grocery·Itabashi Moto: ...My father-in-law and his family suddenly came to my house for dinner with some wine. They might be here to discuss the wedding date. I have to go and receive them. I won’t fight anymore. We’ll fight again next time.

The Prince of Groceries, Itabashi Moto, has left the game.

"???"

"The bridge collapsed! (Sad)"

"I ended up being immersed in the embrace of a beautiful woman and couldn't extricate myself."

"Everyone should stop being so harsh on others. Marriage is an important event in life and should not be taken lightly." Master Yin finally had the energy to speak.

"I vaguely heard the host let out a long sigh"

“Shh—”

"Although an accident happened today, I still managed to show everyone my kingly strength in the end. Unfortunately, I wanted to surpass myself in the third game, but fate didn't give me the chance. Sigh..."

Ding dong.

"The awakened Kawasaki Haru invites you to play a game"

The man's eyelids jumped, and he chose to tactically ignore the request and the comments that were fanning the flames.

"Oh, it's getting late. It's time to eat. See you later!"

The next second the live broadcast suddenly went black.

"Escape"

"See you again if we are destined to meet again"

"Meal Time"

……

『Tokyo FTG first-line group』

"Kawasaki Haru: Where is he? According to the friend status just now, wasn't he still playing with Banqiao? Why did he suddenly go offline? @绝世高手"

"Taniguchi Tsubasa: Didn't you say you were going to eat?"

"Kawabu Haru: How did you know?"

"Taniguchi Tsubasa: He had a live broadcast accident."

"Kawabu Haru: Hey! Anyone will do! Come and fight with me all night long!"

"Ozeki Jinye: Aren't you in the passionate love period? Why do you have such fighting spirit?"

"Kawasaki Haru: Woohoo! I was dumped! I'm in so much pain! I want to cry!"

"Kaneyama: Good, great, very good. The girl-carrying knight was killed by the girl-carrying man, and the warrior who fell in love also woke up. Everyone has a bright future!"

"Kawao Haru: Who is this person? I've never seen him before."

"Ozeki Shinya: The new guy from Osaka Kansai came to the fight night you often go to. It seems that he has some kind of mental disorder and has been staying here. Some like-minded people saw that his fighting spirit is so pure, so they pulled him in."

"Jinshan Dao: Who is the expert who killed the knight with a girl? Why don't you add him to the group? I have to whip someone's corpse all the time!"

“Umegen Daiko: It seems to be me…”

"Kawasaki Haru: I don't understand, and I don't care. @Kaneyama, you sound very aggressive, and you look like a good fighter. Come! Room number 3314!"

"Jinshan said: That's exactly what I meant. I want to see how capable you are!"

……

Yin Ze looked at the chat history on his phone and couldn't help grinning.

I'm heartbroken and I want to find him to be my punching bag for the whole night? Do I look that easy to be fooled?

'I dare not think about it, I shouldn't think about it~Thank you for your love~I have to exist~like a speck of dust~?'

"Hey?"

"Teacher, how have you been these days?" Yoshida Tomoki's voice came over.

"Thanks to your royalties, the meal was very good." Yin Ze nodded.

"Then I feel relieved. Speaking of which, there are still two design drafts..."

"No problem, leave it to me! I'll send it to you in three or four days!"

"You're so sure, I actually have my doubts." Yoshida Tomoki pondered, "By the way, I didn't expect the teacher's gaming skills to be so high. Fighting games are very hardcore."

"how do you know?"

"Oh, I saw the promotional link on your Twitter account, so I clicked on it and took a look."

"Why are you still following my account?"

"That's not strange. Didn't we agree that you would provide the voice of the Warrior of Light? I still have to send a work email to your company later. It's normal to pay attention to your voice actor account." Yoshida Tomoki chuckled, "If you know any voice actor colleagues, you might as well recommend them to us."

"You are too polite. Your company is a world-renowned manufacturer and a major contractor. It should be the actors who actively approach you to ask for work."

"Whether the rebirth will be successful or not, no one knows." Yoshida Tomoki sighed, and recovered after a few seconds, "Then again, I didn't expect that the teacher's broadcasting ability is so outstanding, and his eloquence is so good."

"You are still looking at that thing?!" Yin Ze was shocked.

"It's a way to relax after a busy schedule. By the way, does Ms. Hidaka Rina have experience in dubbing games? If she is interested, she can join in." Tomoki Yoshida said cheerfully.

"The producer mentioned the name of the person, she must be very familiar with the situation. I can try to ask her..."

"Is it a telephone communication or a chat app?" Tomoki Yoshida asked with interest.

Uh, is there a difference?

Master Yin was puzzled.

Chapter 155: The Fate of the Knight

When Matsuoka Yoshitsugu heard the knock on the door, he immediately ran over and opened the door enthusiastically.

"Hey man, what's up?" Yin Ze made a stunning appearance wearing a baseball cap backwards. He was holding a small bottle of beer and making a fist-bumping gesture, looking trendy and attractive.