How did Yu Xiuxiu know that I'm here?
As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Shirō Makino immediately realized that she must have been paying attention to him.
How dare she secretly pay attention to me!
Even after transforming into a little black fatty, I still can't block the radiance that emanates from within?
Why is it so difficult to be a low-profile person?
It's a little pitiful, though. Out of the dozens of spectators, only one was on my side, and it's my childhood friend, a neighbor who is now bickering with me.
But no matter what, I still have a fan.
At this moment, Shirō Makino heard Yu Xiuxiu shout, "Try to last until the second move!"
(A ° Д °) ノ ━ ノ
Are you an anti-fan who's here to cause trouble?
Be careful, or I'll send you a lawyer's letter!
Shirō Makino rolled his eyes, then seriously sized up the opponent in front of him.
Dressed in armor, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, he looked extraordinarily heroic.
He looked like a Spirit Warrior, but it was hard to tell what his subclass was.
He didn't even have a weapon in his hand. Could he be an expert in martial arts?
There weren't many Spirit Warriors like that.
At this moment, the tall young man opposite him said, "Zhou Bo, Talisman Artist."
Talisman Artist?
Armored Talisman Artist? Combat type?
Shirō Makino glanced at him and said, "I am the Great Talisman Artist!"
Zhou Bo:???
At this moment, the sound of the match's start sounded.
Swish!
Zhou Bo's movements were extremely fast!
A talisman instantly shot out and went straight for Shirō Makino.
I'll let you be the Great Talisman Artist!
The talisman instantly transformed into a flying sword. It was so fast that it slashed at Shirō Makino like a thunderbolt.
The moment the match began, Shirō Makino slapped a defensive talisman on his body.
He didn't want to use a defensive talisman that was passively activated.
It was simply too satisfying to fight with his abundant mental power. It was a world of difference from his sealed state!
All he needed was a thought, and the talisman would instantly react.
This was also the reason why Shirō Makino didn't dare to activate a defensive talisman.
Bang!
The defensive talisman instantly exploded on his body.
Instant Activation!
The defense formed by the pure power of the Laws spread out.
Bang!
Shirō Makino felt an unimaginable force slamming into him like a raging wave.
His body flew out as if he had been hit by a cannonball.
Heh, the power of laws contained in a middle-grade defensive talisman was still not enough!
This energy was too majestic. It was not like a normal sword talisman, which focused on pure speed and sharpness.
There were many types of Sword Talismans, but they were all the same. The principle was that 'in the world of martial arts, only speed is unbeatable'.
However, Zhou Bo's Sword Talisman had an additional rule: Overpowering all techniques with sheer strength!
This was not as simple as one plus one equals two. With this addition, Zhou Bo's talisman made a qualitative leap.
This kind of sword talisman was simply a great killing weapon!
This was not Shirō Makino's first battle in the Black Domain. This was already his seventh.
The growth paths of super geniuses were indeed unusual.
The opponents he had met in the Hundred Flower Cup were completely different from the ones he had met in the Black Domain.
The geniuses in the Black Domain were too damn ruthless!
If he had not used a middle-grade defensive talisman on himself at the first moment, Shirō Makino suspected that he would have been smashed into pieces by the flying sword!
Not split in half, but smashed into pieces!
After tumbling several times in the air, Shirō Makino staggered to the ground, feeling his internal organs churning.
However, he had used two talismans at this time.
Control, aging!
Zhou Bo, on the other hand, had quickly slapped a Psychic Energy Replenishment Talisman on himself after the talisman had struck Shirō Makino.
He was desperately trying to recover his mana!
It was obvious that using such a sword talisman had consumed a lot of his Psychic Energy.
In response to the two talismans that Shirō Makino had used, Zhou Bo's talisman had also flown out.
Bang!
The talisman exploded in front of him, forming a huge gray shield!
Like a spider web, it formed a huge arc of defense.
It was both offensive and defensive!
Shirō Makino was a little surprised.
He controlled the two talismans at high speed, bypassing the gray shield in an instant, drawing two beautiful arcs in the air as he continued to slam them on Zhou Bo's body.
At this moment, the sparse figures on the spectator stand stood up subconsciously.
Zhou Yizhao's talismans … were blocked?
And he was counterattacked?
Who was this little black fatty? How could he be so fierce?
Other than Yu Xiuxiu, no one present knew this little black fatty. Although his name was written on the leaderboard, it was definitely not Little Black Fatty.
Who would have thought that this little black fatty would be so arrogant as to name himself the Great Demon King?
When faced with Zhou Bo's self-introduction just now, he did not even mention his name, instead saying: I am the Great Talisman Artist.
How shameless!
Yu Xiuxiu stood there, her eyes unblinking as she watched the scene unfold in the arena. Her heart was filled with shock.
The feeling of watching a battle live was too direct!
How could this little black fatty be so strong?
Just now, when Zhou Bo attacked Shirō Makino with a ruthless, fast, and fierce sword talisman, she quickly calculated in her mind, and felt that if it was her, she might not be able to withstand it.
Bang!
The gray shield seemed to grow on its own, continuously extending to its surroundings, as if it was turning into an eggshell!
It was obvious that Zhou Bo had used all his strength.
The gray shield finally blocked one of the control talismans.
But it only blocked it!
Because what shocked Zhou Bo was that the control talisman was not even 0.01 millimeters away from his gray shield!
It was impossible to see the distance with the naked eye, it looked like it was completely stuck together!
But it did not explode!
F * ck!
How could this little black fatty's talisman control ability be so strong?
At this moment, Zhou Bo did not know why, but he suddenly remembered this guy's self-introduction just now —
I am the Great Talisman Artist!
Bang!
The aging talisman exploded on his body.
At that moment, Zhou Bo felt like his body was being emptied … no, his body was being completely emptied.
The feeling of aging was too real, to the point that he was even in a trance.
Was he really an old man with one foot in the grave?
In an instant, Zhou Bo became extremely fragile.
He was extremely shocked, because he knew that this was just an illusion brought by the talisman, as long as this moment passed, he would be fine.
But this feeling was too real!
He could not control his daze, his expression was depressed, and it strongly affected his judgment!
This was like a critical moment, even if the doctor told him that it was due to nervousness, agitation, and fatigue, and that he would be fine after smoking and drinking.
But most people would still feel uneasy, and they would think over and over again, 'Is there something wrong with me?'
That was how Zhou Bo felt right now.
He desperately reminded himself that this was the aging talisman!
It was actually the freaking aging talisman!
This damned little black fatty was actually a Talisman Master of the Curse Element?
The extremely rare Talisman Artist sub-profession!
Damn it!
What the hell!
Why am I so unlucky?
Why can't I draw a cleansing talisman?
His current state was even worse than being impotent, and he was even doubting his life.
The power of this aging talisman was far beyond his imagination.
Why was the effect so long?
It had already been a few seconds, but the terrifying aging power did not weaken at all, instead it was continuously increasing!
At this time, he saw the little black fatty strolling in front of him.
Poof!
He punched him in the stomach.
Hiss!
The 100% pain caused Zhou Bo to suck in a breath of cold air, and his body instantly curled up like a shrimp.
He watched as the damn little black fatty looked at his own fist in confusion, as if wondering why he did not kill him with a single punch, and then repeatedly measured it, and then changed his posture, as if preparing to try again.
Are you a demon?
I'm already in this state, and you're still trying to figure out a way to punch?
Zhou Bo finally broke down, and decisively chose to surrender.
Then he saw a somewhat regretful expression on the little black fatty's face, as if he was blaming him for choosing to surrender, and looked at him with some dissatisfaction.
What the hell are you looking at!
Zhou Bo chose to surrender without hesitation.
Seven wins in a row, five hundred thousand prize money.
Looking at the notification on the screen in front of him, Shirō Makino nodded in satisfaction.
But in his heart, he was still thinking: If there's a chance, I should learn a powerful fist technique. With the body of a Level Four Spiritual Warrior, a vicious punch … actually only made a person hit by the aging talisman bend over.
This is too weak!
Ignoring the dozens of people in the stands, he directly chose to teleport home, and left the arena.
They're not my fans anyway.
Shirō Makino thought.
As for the soup dumplings … anti-fans, ignore them.
This time, the consumption was completely within an acceptable range. A defense talisman, and an aging talisman.
The control talisman was taken back by him.
Children from poor families were used to life, and they would save whenever they could.
Just as he teleported home, the doorbell rang again.
Shirō Makino answered, and Yu Xiuxiu's face appeared on the screen.
"Little black … brother, let's talk?"
"No."
"Let's talk!"
Shirō Makino looked at her expressionlessly, and said seriously, "Miss toothpaste, you're a little too weak now. You don't deserve to be my teammate. When you reach the Diamond level, I'll take you to the Challenger level! I have something to do now, goodbye. "
As Shirō Makino spoke, he directly hung up the doorbell, and quickly went offline.
That slightly insensitive girl would probably go crazy when she realized it.
On the other side, Yu Xiuxiu's forehead was full of black lines. She frowned, and mumbled, "Miss toothpaste? What toothpaste? Are you saying I'm thin? No, no, that little black fatty's mouth is so vicious, no ivory can come out of a dog's mouth. Toothpaste … Squeeze toothpaste, squeeze … "
Yu Xiuxiu's expression gradually changed from confusion to anger, and then to rage. Suddenly, she screamed, "Ah ah ah ah ah ah! Little black fatty, I'm going to kill you! "
After Shirō Makino went offline, he suddenly noticed that there were a few missed calls. They were from Liu Zhiyuan, Shan Gu, and the others.
He logged into the small group and started a voice chat.
"I was busy just now. I thought you didn't have any plans during the day?"
Shirō Makino asked.
Then, Ji Chae Yi first picked up the voice chat. She didn't ask him what he was doing just now, but just said, "Xiao Bai, are you free now?"
"Yes." Shirō Makino nodded.
He needed some time to properly reflect on the battle with Zhou Bo.
Although he won in the end, Shirō Makino knew that he won because his mind power was higher than his opponent's, and he won because he had better control over the talisman.
In terms of battle awareness and experience, he was not as good as Zhou Bo.
And the gap … might be a little big.
Although no one was willing to admit their shortcomings, when faced with their own hearts, they couldn't lie to themselves.
"Do you remember the club where we had our last gathering? We'll wait for you there, "Ji Chae Yi said.
"Now?"
"Now."
"Okay, I'll go right away." Shirō Makino agreed and stood up to get ready.
At this time, Big Beauty suddenly appeared and reminded him, "Little brother, I found a new clue about Wang Er Mazi."
"What did you say?"
Shirō Makino was stunned.
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