Chapter two hundred and thirty fifth dark sight
"I seem to hear the sound of thunder?"
Jiang Yu and the other two, who were refused entry into the guild hall, were sitting at the open-air dining table, drinking coffee when they suddenly heard a loud bang from the guild hall, and the tourists around were also startled by the sound.
I thought something like an explosion had happened, but I felt relieved after seeing that there was no abnormality in the security at the entrance.
At the same time, inside the guild hall.
Figures stood up in the audience, stretched their necks and looked at the collapsed ring with amazement, and let out a "huh" scream.
In the whispering whispers, Jaden Anchorton's hand trembled slightly in the upper-level viewing stand on the hall, not because of fear, but because of excitement.
For a moment, he attracted the black waiter behind him.
"Has Xia Yi detected the power he used just now?"
"It's already out, the energy is ninety-eight, and it's only a little short of the fifth level." The black man paused, leaned down and whispered: "There's another thing that General Marshall will come to watch the game tomorrow."
Jaden nodded, and did not continue to discuss this matter next, and he was not worried about the situation that was about to get out of control below, so someone would naturally handle it in the competition venue.
However, Jaden's eyes were still swept away the other four guards, hoping that some of them would stand up and compete with the Crow at this time, so that he could collect data.
After all, the final event must be used.
Compared to him, the other four gatekeepers sitting in other high-rise directions overlooking the venue did not look good. The Xia Yi they learned was only level 4. Although they had heard some rumors, they were not true, or the rumors would be exaggerated in some ways, so even after meeting, they would not care about them.
However, the power of the opponent's hammer throwing and smashing a ring was really weighing on their hearts.
Jero narrowed his eyes, and the blonde Menia opened her mouth slightly and looked a little complicated. When she walked past the platform opposite the football field, Alan, who had a little wound on her face, still snorted coldly.
But it also recognized the strength of the crow.
At the venue below, the northern Russian Valtolev looked at the messy ring with white on his face, his eyes retracted from the round hammer, and then looked at the figure standing on the edge of the high platform, with an incredible look in his eyes.
"Is it that you want to challenge me in advance?"
Cold words came from there.
Valtolev could understand Chinese. He took a deep breath, smiled brightly, and spread his hands.
"I am a player who abides by the rules and naturally won't do anything that violates the rules. Look, I stopped and did not hurt the Chinese woman."
He seemed to have forgotten that he was so furious that he almost wanted to kill Ma Lin.
Xia Yi glanced at him.
"It's best if this is the case. You won this game by your strength!"
Turning around, Dama Jindao sat back on the sofa, looking down at the other party, and said, "However, in the round of challenging the gatekeeper, you must not meet me."
As soon as the words fell.
The two weapons that were originally inserted into a mess were husky and huddled up, and in everyone's sight, they fell back to the high platform, beating drums and gold, Fang Tian's painting halberd, standing quietly beside Xia Yi, one left and one right.
Hearing this sentence, Valtolev's face became extremely ugly.
In the audience around the audience, who had watched the game for several days, finally saw high-end psychics. Compared with the previous knockout matches, just a moment of blow was enough to open your eyes and make you more excited about the subsequent games.
Unfortunately, the scene was cut off in time due to a sudden change, and the director was in the first place and did not play it to the audience around the world who were guarding the TV.
"What happened? Why did there suddenly no signal?"
In a small mountain village outside Tongshan Town, Wang Suhua has been much freer these days due to the busy farming season. He almost every day he stayed in front of the TV, trying to find his son from it.
Occasionally, when you see Xia Yi flashing through the picture, you can be happy all day long, and even bring relatives and neighbors around you to watch together.
It may be a bit of showing off, but who doesn't want others to know that their son is on TV now, especially in the United States.
Xia Jianbin did not object to this. He walked in the village and town these two days, and his back was straight. No acquaintances he met mentioned that his son had been in jail before.
"A capable person has finally emerged from my old Xia family."
The old man's depression that had been in his heart for a long time was finally released at this moment.
Looking at the TV that lost the signal, he was not as anxious as his old wife. Soon the signal came back, and the scene of the field was reproduced on the screen. Xia Jianbin pulled his wife to her side and sat down.
Her waist was straight: "Didn't this signal come back again?! She is so old that she is still in a hurry."
"I'm worried about my son, what does it have to do with you!"
When the old woman fought back, the screen played, and the originally collapsed ring had been cleaned up and the event had begun again.
With the noise of shouting, Xia Yi had already stood up and left the platform, and took Magneto and others to the contestants' rest area. Whether it was the contestants who had advanced or not, they stood up nervously when they saw the figures of the group leaders.
Some people have seen the scene before and spread it.
However, Xia Yi ignored these contestants and pushed open the door of the exclusive Ma Lin's lounge. Several disciples in the museum saw the men pushing the door and retreated to both sides, not daring to speak.
Ma Lin had already woken up and was half lying on the bed. Seeing Xia Yi coming in, she smiled weakly on her face.
"...Is it a joke to me? There are stools over there, so I can sit on it myself. Unfortunately, I didn't advance, so I challenge you personally."
Xia Yi did not sit down and stood in front of her bed, and asked someone to hand him some healing medicine.
"I just come and see how you are hurt. As for you want to challenge me, I will give you a chance after returning to China."
Then, when he handed the injury medicine to a disciple in the museum, Ma Lin on the bed gritted her teeth and held her body up a little, and smiled and said, "I will challenge you, but my greatest ideal is to stand on this ring and come to participate after my injury heals. I will not give up."
"Well, then you can rest well, I'll wait for that day."
Xia Yi actually didn't have much to say with her. She came here because she was once under the same roof and was a compatriot, and she also admired this woman's stubborn temper.
After leaving the rest area, Xia Yi returned to the platform and watched the last few rounds before the challenge. Except for Zhou Jin, there were only seven contestants left, all of whom were quite outstanding, and they had even reached the fourth and fifth levels.
One of the black psychics was a professional boxer before. He had a strong aggression talent. After the staff of the event asked for information, Xia Yi learned about the other party's superpower talent - cannonball boxing.
In addition, one of the few people also had a woman with similar abilities as Zhou Jin, but the other party used liquid toxins. Fortunately, before participating in the competition, Zhou Jin had already contributed toxins in the body and equipped with serum to the competition party.
After watching this last day's game, Xia Yi didn't take it seriously. At that time, the challenge will be randomly matched with eight players to guard the gate by drawing lots.
The only thing that made him suspicious was that the other three guards had never appeared.
According to the information, it shows that the other party is from the Vatican's "Paladin". Of course, such a title is just a deceiving believers, but in fact it is just a psychic.
Such thoughts stopped when he left the hall and saw the woman who had been waiting outside for a long time. Over there, the woman in the pretty crowd showed her sweet dimples and called softly: "Brother Yi."
Xia Yi stepped forward and held her hand. The two walked together tacitly. The others consciously went to the parking lot and went back to the hotel first, giving the two people who hadn't seen each other for a long time some space to get along.
In the crowded square, Xia Yi held the woman's hand and walked through the sunny day after the rain, and the sunset was shining.
“How long have you been here?”
"I came in the morning, but unfortunately the club is already overcrowded and I won't let you enter."
"You can call me and I'll have someone arrange for you to come in."
Jiang Yu let go of his warm big hand, leaned over to hold the man's arm, and leaned on his shoulder: "No, what if it affects your game?"
"If it affects my game, then you have to compensate me..."
"But I have no money, meat..."
"It's okay to pay for meat, I won't refuse."
Jiang Yu raised his head, suddenly kissed Xia Yi on the face, then quickly retracted, blinking: "It's gone."
"Little girl, you're playing with fire."
...
Compared to the two backs that were hugging each other, three of the crowd were looking at Xia Yi and Jiang Yu who were leaving the team and walking alone to the street.
"It's a pity that I didn't get the weapon, but this person finally has the chance to be alone."
"...He has no weapons in his hand, and there is an ordinary woman around him. Being burdened is the best opportunity."
"Catch him, and you will naturally have those weapons."
Three different voices came from three almost identical faces, and then the figure quickly disappeared into the crowd that rushed out of the guild hall. With one body covering, it quickly followed the two figures.
This evening, the gloomy sky after the rain re-sprayed the sun.
Chapter completed!