Tokyo Sound

The character is the embodiment of the player's will. Although each character has different strengths and weaknesses, they are generally balanced.

In the first match, both players fought without reservation, exchanging blows in a close fight, trying to catch the opponent's habits and style in a fast break. Both sides have already reached a solid level of proficiency, and as long as they seize the opportunity, they can connect with a set of flawless combos. When masters play chess, they are actually playing rock-paper-scissors, trying to figure out the enemy's inertia and thinking.

Heavy punches, hand knives, throws, special moves... it looks like rough violence, but both players are very calm inside. As their health bars decrease, their understanding of the enemy becomes deeper and deeper.

Damen's footsteps were heavy, and his broad hands grabbed the collar of the angry ghost. With a low shout, he raised his strength from the ground, and the boxing demon's burly body was swung up like a chicken and slammed to the ground. White light burst out between Damen's hands, and a close-up shot of the accumulated power was taken. The angry ghost's limbs were clamped, and he was caught like a puppet, and was repeatedly hammered to the ground, and the little blood left was cut off.

Mei Yuan was the first to use the energy resources accumulated during the confrontation, and he accurately killed his opponent, appearing confident and calm.

The battle resumes.

The angry ghost who was pursuing the end of the fist changed his previous selfless and fearless attitude and suddenly became small and cautious. He kept blasting out waves of murderous intent in the miserable wind and rain, restraining and consuming the opponent from a distance, and constantly dodged and distanced himself, refusing to fight with Daimen, as if he felt his weakness in close combat with world-class strong men.

"That's right."

"This is the way of retreating, Tokugawa Ieyasu."

"This is a victory for the character with the flying gadget!"

The pace of the battle slowed down rapidly, completely different from the excitement of the first game.

Some old viewers who have only watched the RTS project find the atmosphere very familiar. In short, it is about shooting bunkers, building high walls, and sitting on the toilet.

What? You want to win the game without living in the bathroom?

The game time was getting shorter and shorter, but the angry ghost was still flying around and pulling the ball tirelessly, while Daimen's pair of wooden clogs were making a snapping sound as he chased him.

As the saying goes, no matter how weak you are, you must not lose your momentum. The low-end behavior of the invincible master, who seemed to want to gain an advantage in blood volume by consumption and then win by delaying time, has already shown that he has no strong desire to win. Once he hesitates, he is not far from defeat.

In the countdown, the two were finally forced to fight again. Daimen seemed to have established a perfect understanding. He caught the gap between three punches and two kicks, grabbed the angry ghost and swung him, but unfortunately a few seconds were not enough, and he was defeated regretfully, and the dog thief snatched the fruits of victory.

The setting of the Angry Ghost is to pursue the pinnacle of martial arts. For this purpose, he is willing to compete with all kinds of strong people. He will be even more excited if it is a life-and-death battle.

Therefore, if this character wins by running out of time, he will be quite unhappy, and the victory animation will be one of him clasping his hands and gritting his teeth, expressing grief and indignation at the unfair victory.

Even the characters are expressing their displeasure with the anchor!

Seeing this, people couldn't help but recall the past.

Although Yuan Wudi is also a martial artist, as a master of assassination boxing, he also values ​​victory and does not care too much about whether the means are despicable. He even has two attack modes, focusing on offense and defensive counterattack respectively. Therefore, he will never get angry in this situation, but instead mocks his opponent for not being able to touch the corner of his clothes.

What a pity! The person who best understood the host is no longer with us, which only adds to the sadness.

The crucial third game has arrived.

At the beginning, the angry ghost was about to use the same trick again, and he made a move like the Tenpa Jun flashing in the air, retreating like a phantom. However, Damon had already predicted this, and he jumped and chased him, elbowed him in the opposite direction, clung to him, threw him, and in the blink of an eye, he forced the angry ghost to the edge of the board, and it seemed that he wanted to completely suppress him and not give him a chance to escape.

The angry ghost tried to counterattack several times, but was blocked by Dai Men every time. He even struck back several times, as if he had completely seen through his opponent.

The comments finally started to lament and began to boast about others. Having their underwear seen through by such a top-notch master and being locked in the toilet meant they had already lost.

It seemed that the host himself realized it and became impatient. He started playing according to his temper, no longer managing his resources, and began to consume his gas bar unrestrainedly.

But great force can make miracles happen, but it will never work in front of such top masters.

The Angry Ghost's health began to drop rapidly, and although Damen was inevitably hit, he still had plenty of room compared to his opponent.

The barrage sighed.

“I think some people are in a state of panic.”

"It's gone."

"Meiyuan is so cautious, Meiyuan is going to go up, Meiyuan A is out, Meiyuan is going to win! (Sad)"

"Let's go, Daigo!"

The strong and tall Dai Men stomped his feet on the spot, his fighting spirit burst out, and substantial lightning spread all over his body. He had already entered the killing stage!

Perhaps it was because he was provoked, or perhaps it was a matter of face, the angry ghost burst into fighting spirit while gasping for breath, and scarlet lightning filled his body surface.

The final BC has been revealed. It's time to break the enemy statue built in these three rounds. It's time to end this battle.

But fighting is most afraid of impatience. An invincible master who is obsessed with small wins and afraid of failure has already lost his momentum and fighting spirit. How can he be compared with The Beast who has the advantage in tactics, health, ideological realm, and resume? Even if the angry ghost wanted to fight back at this time, it was too late.

In the bedroom on the other side of Japan, the short-bearded Daigo Umehara increased his strength. He felt that his opponent was tired after 17 games, and under his pressure, he made a huge mistake. If he wanted to win, he had to seize this moment!

BC explosiveness, full fighting spirit, full speed, three-stage running and killing, super special move - Storm Mountain!

Daimen, flashing with lightning, rushed forward like a giant bear, repeatedly warming up his commands, like the muzzle of a gun before pulling the trigger, and like a poisonous snake biting people. With Meiyuan's experience and strength, he almost hung a guillotine on the enemy! How could the angry ghost, whose fighting spirit had already been exhausted, resist?

The boxing demon's body froze, and a cruel white light flashed between the judo master's hands.

Hehe——Meiyuan, I have been waiting for your appearance.

On the other side of the network, the corners of the man's mouth curled up into an evil arc like a villain, and his cheeks were shadowed due to the angle of the light source.

My weakness in the second round just now was just to lure you into my trap. The strongest attack is when the defense is the weakest... Now, let me show you how I, a peerless master, no, an invincible master, defeated you!

The strong consciousness seemed to have affected the angry ghost in the game. This extreme warrior finally awakened to his true face with bloodshot eyes. At this moment, huge waves were set off in Yin Ze's sea of ​​consciousness. The corridor of life was overclocked in an instant, and the five senses soared, pushing it to 287%...295%...299.9%...300%!

The passage of time has slowed down.

The white light symbolizing destruction and the phantom of Tianbo Xun flashing in the sky lit up at the same time.

Daimen's running kill failed!

The angry ghost that disappeared in an instant returned like a ghost. Facing the judo man who was in a short backswing, the boxing demon burst out all his strength without reservation. The lightning-fast tapping sound rang out in the live broadcast room. Just by listening to the sound, you can tell that the service life of this keyboard is decreasing rapidly!

The murderous intent was howling. The sounds of wind and rain were all extinguished. The scarlet and purple punches and kicks were bombarding the big man. The punches were so heavy that they penetrated the muscles and left a red force on the big man's back. There was no way, no way to resist. The murderous intent and brutality were going straight through Dai Men's body!

Daimen's health bar plummeted, as if he had been chopped by a knife, and instantly fell into the dangerous red blood zone.

"A thousand strikes in one instant!"

The angry ghost laughed loudly, and the strong wind and rain were all crushed. Black and white flashes exploded on his body, and the darkest realm came crashing down. It was the color of the dark night, taking away everything in the vision. In the abyss, there was only a pair of red eyes drifting at a ghostly speed.

Broken bones, shattered internal organs, and the incessant howling of the boxing demon could be heard.

The field slowly dissipated.

The angry ghost stood in the rain, with the word "天" (sky) made of blood on his back.

YouWin

The overwhelming barrage of comments obscured the live broadcast screen.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Turn it over for me!"

"Totally crazy!"

"The anchor will always be my big brother!"

"It's easy to get into the top 50 of the Cloud King again. It's definitely possible!"

"From now on, all characters used by the anchor will be called Yuan Wudi. The angry ghost will be called the red-haired Wudi, and Daimen will be called the shirtless Wudi."

"If you leave, I will carve your name on my body, and from now on I will be you. He really did, I cried my ass off."

"It's a peerless master! No! It's an invincible master! An invincible master——a miraculous resurrection!"

"Thanks to 'Austrian ex-boyfriend' for the eight-foot mirror."

"Uh, thanks to 'Old Man Yuan's widow' for the samurai sword?"

The man stretched himself and thanked the crowd for the gifts.

"Thank you for the gift of a samurai sword from 'Yoshida who delivers letters and games'—"

Yin Ze frowned slightly, and soon his face became ferocious. Fortunately, the camera was not turned on, otherwise, he would have ruined the dreams of many fans.

……

『Tokyo FTG first-line group』

"Kawabuki Haru: Huh? You think you can beat Mei-san with this? You're not really letting him win on a winning streak?!"

"Taniguchi Tsubasa: Hahaha, do you understand the value of the University of Tokyo?"

"Itabashi Moto: Okay, you didn't sleep at all, you were just watching the live broadcast, right?"

"Kawasaki Haru: I wanted to snipe him, but Mei-san ran into him first. Mei-san had a big advantage."

"Umegen Daiko: Oops, I lost~"

"Kawabu Haru: Hurry up and @ him, don't let him go offline, I'm starting to queue up. Eighteen rounds, I just fought a fierce battle with the fourth place, he must be seriously injured and dying now, I want to take advantage of him."

"Jin Shan Dao: I will never stand idly by and watch my old enemy harbor such shameless thoughts. You have to get past me first!"

"Jinshan Dao: Hehehe, good, great, very good. Not only did he no longer bring his sister with him, but the peerless master was reborn in Nirvana. He is worthy of being my destined rival. This is how it should be. I am really looking forward to the final battle between you and me!"

"Invincible Master: Who are you?"

"Jinshandao:???"

Chapter 167 Fate Knocks on the Door

'Where is the wind blowing~? To the ends of the earth~? For whom~? For whom is it lingering~?'

The magnetic ringtone from the mid-range brand phone awakens the sleepers.

"Hello?" The man closed his eyes, reached for his phone and answered it.

"Is this Teacher Yin?" a female voice asked politely, "I have something important to discuss with you."

"what's up?"

Since he directly addressed him by this honorific name, it must be related to the drawing, so the man, who had been urged to finish it for more than ten nights in a row and was driven crazy, said half angrily.

"What feedback do you want to change? Isn't Zhang Luowen already confirmed?"

CyGames is preparing to launch a card game, and Yoshimoto Mihiko entrusted the character design and portrait of one of the professions, the Dragon Warrior, to Xiaobailong, and subsequently added some card surface work for the basic card deck.

As expected of a team that aspires to be the big brother of Japanese mobile games, they have very high requirements for art. They communicated and revised several versions for various reasons, even including the smiling expression of the main fighter - it must be free and easy with a hint of playfulness, the playfulness with the demeanor of a strong man, and the demeanor with sincerity. Not a bit more or less will do.

I am convinced by such a detailed and romantic demand. Fortunately, I have strong skills and can meet all the above requirements. Yoshimoto Mihiko also knows that this is a difficult task, and when faced with the perfect version, he also said that it was a great help.

"You're mistaken. I'm not directly under Party A." The female voice was no stranger to such mentally debilitated artists. "I'm Wanzi Maeda, the editor of Lightning Bunko. Do you still remember the light novel "Demon Sentai" that you participated in?"

"Oh, that, I know." Yin Ze opened his eyes and hesitated, "...Uh, what can I do for you? Although there are rumors that the painter is the author of the light novel, that is just a joke among the general public, right?"

"Of course, professionals do professional things. You draw beautiful illustrations, and the author is responsible for typing. Each of us has his own responsibilities." Maeda Wanzi said, "I would like to ask first, you and the teacher of 'Be Yourself in the Flames' are close friends, right?"

"That's right." Yin Ze readily acknowledged the golden friendship.

"Then do you know his current whereabouts?"

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"To be honest, a week ago, Mr. Lieyan promised to send me the trial manuscript of the new volume the day before yesterday, but I have not been able to contact him since the day before yesterday." Maeda Wanzi said seriously, "He shouldn't have had any safety accidents or something like that, right?"

"Of course not." Yin Ze said immediately. Don't mention the accident. Last night he was looking for me on Line to get this quarter's photo resources.

"That's 'delaying submission.'" Maeda Wanzi's tone was like a judge, full of unquestionable, "Any loss of contact for more than three days is considered a C-level treason. I will immediately arrest him based on the address he filled out. If he leaves home, that's a B-level treason. If Mr. Yin can contact him, please tell him to take it seriously. If he surrenders himself, I'll give him a lighter punishment."

"So severe?" Yin Ze didn't know much about the light novel industry. It sounded like he was going to be sentenced. He immediately said, "The editor doesn't have to come in person. I'll just tell him later."

"Teacher Yin, you are also responsible for meeting deadlines, so you should understand the meaning of deadlines."

Maeda Wanzi said coldly.

"Some people can break through themselves and sublimate beyond their limits before despair, while others choose to sleep peacefully. Now that the deadline has not yet arrived, Teacher Lieyan has already disappeared. By the time the manuscript is really due, I'm afraid that his rebellious level will soar to A-level and disappear from the face of the earth, so we must not indulge him."

"Only when you disappear from the face of the earth can you get A grade?" Yin Ze didn't understand this strange standard.

"Grade A+ involves a certain degree of physical interference with oneself, including facial and gender transformation. Grade S involves complete physical destruction of oneself, merging into a cycle of reincarnation that is untouchable by the living. This is the ultimate art of procrastination," said Wanko Maeda.

"...This is too magical, it can't be that true." Yin Ze was speechless. Are all light novel editors such deadpan comedians?

"Teacher Yin, do you think the writer's mental state is normal?" Maeda Wanzi asked with a sigh.

"No, don't you think so?" Yin Ze participated in the art training that year. In the later period, he was already indifferent to the spring and autumn. His eyes were empty. He looked up at the leaves and thought about the boundary between light and dark. Later, he joined the work, and he was numb to the Internet assembly line. Occasionally, he checked the disease on Baidu and found that it was a rare incurable disease that could be used as paper material. Later, he suffered from electronic impotence and could only get a temporary sense of excitement in the krypton gold mobile game, but it was boring afterwards. The saturation of life has dropped by 30%, and there is no hope.

I am also in the product business and I am the same.

Then I guess these light novel authors, who are already a bit abnormal, will become even more abnormal when typing, right?

"Teacher Yin, you are still too young to understand the distortion of these people. What else can these authors do besides writing? Especially those who claim to be the leaders of youth literature like Teacher Lieyan, they are even more terrible. He even used depression as the reason for asking for sick leave, just because a cold did not have the atmosphere of a pain movie."

Maeda Wanzi said seriously.

"If we don't use guards to restrain and control him, the end of his deterioration is that he will be delayed in his manuscript and have it cut short! Then he will find it hard to accept, and he will make up a story for himself, even lying to himself, and be sent to the Osaka Mental Hospital for permanent residence, ending up like the zombie passers-by in the plasma film, confused and dazed. It will be a bad ending for everyone!"

Yin Ze was speechless.