Volume Two: The Two-Headed Dragon Kiki Chapter 116 Jones Fragrant
Chapter 116 Jones Xiang’s Obsession
"Yes, I was only at level eight a few days ago. This upgrade is too fast."
"Yes, she is so beautiful. I can't say enough. She is well deserved to be the number one girl in Biluo City."
Tilun was very satisfied with the audience's reaction, and then shouted: "Her opponent, Jones Xiang, please come on."
Jones took a deep breath, gently touched Jones Qing's head, and said with a smile: "Xiao Qing, don't you want equipment? Master Dika said that as long as one of our affiliates can enter the top four this time
, he is building a piece of equipment for our side branch. Xiaoqing, you are so good, this spot will definitely be given to you."
Xiaoqing smiled happily, "Sister Xiangxiang, you have to work hard!"
"Well, look at how my sister won back a two-star useless pendant for you!" Jones smiled gently, but the determination in his eyes and the determination to regard death as home were completely captured by Jones South. He sighed, although Jones
Xiang has no personality and is very ordinary in every aspect, but she always has such a stubbornness in her heart.
Prove yourself and prove your collateral connections, but is this kind of proof meaningful? Is it just to comfort her troubled mother?
Duckweed can never change the direction of water flow.
"The game begins!"
Jones saluted and assumed a fighting posture, but Feilin did not move or salute. It was still a very impolite behavior to accept the salute.
Jones couldn't help but frown.
"What level are you at?" Feilin's arms naturally drooped and he spoke suddenly, his tone unquestionable, as if a superior was giving orders to his subordinates.
"Do you need to know this?" Jones Xiang is actually only level five. She is not a genius, although she has been working hard.
The level gap is nearly doubled, and the equipment gap is outrageous. The momentum of this battle is already doomed before it even begins.
"I know about your mother." Feilin said lightly. This sentence made Jones Xiang's face cool down, "What do you want to say?"
A cruel smile appeared on Feilin's face, "Do you want to change your destiny through this game? Or do you want to prove your insignificant value to the family through this game? Unfortunately, you don't have the strength. I heard that your mother also followed
Just like you, you had the same dream, but unfortunately you died in the trial. The only explanation is that you are too weak!"
Jones's fingers trembled. She couldn't believe that Feilin, who came from the same family, humiliated her and her mother in public, "Feilin! Don't insult my mother!"
Feilin sneered, "Insult? What I'm telling you is the truth. For mediocre people like you, you should be doing housework honestly, or taking care of your children, and passing on the family lineage. What's the point of you becoming a warrior? It's a waste of time.
After ten years of youth, I had to live and die, but when I got old, I didn’t reach level 15 and died without accomplishing anything, wasting the family’s resources!”
Jones bit her lips tightly, tears welling up in her eyes. Feilin's words were like sharp knives cutting through Jones' heart, but she couldn't refute a word.
Gu Nansheng, who was two hundred meters away, couldn't hear the conversation on the court at all, but he could clearly see Jones Xiang's expression. Gu Nansheng felt strange in his heart. He moved lightly, and in an instant he was in the front row. He wanted to hear what they were saying.
"Has the collateral family produced geniuses since ancient times? Let me give you an example. Even a mediocre person like you would be considered the best in terms of qualifications in the collateral family. This shows how weak you are!"
Jones Nan in the audience sighed helplessly when he saw such a scene. Feilin transferred her hatred for Gu Nansheng to Jones Xiang and spoke extremely harshly. She wanted to completely destroy Jones Xiang's self-confidence.
"I heard that you are very close to Gu Nansheng? Do you want to betray your wife and use that man's power to change?"...
"That's enough!" Jones bit her lip, her eyes became determined again, she drew her sword and pointed at Feilin, "Fight, Feilin, I will tell you everything you want to know with my sword."
"Okay! Then let me use my sword to tell you that everything you think is impossible."
Jones was the first to take action, turning his body into two rays of light and shadow, one on the left and one on the right, attacking Felin's ribs. The lights and shadows were just because Jones moved so fast, and were not real clones.
In the battle between agile warriors who have changed their profession, speed is what they compete for.
"Clang, clang, clang, clang!" In just a short moment, the two long swords intersected more than ten times. Since Feilin stood still, Jones Xiang's attack had already gained the upper hand.
Feilin had to defend himself, retreat step by step, and avoid every attack from Jones.
"Good fight!" Jones South, who was watching the battle in the audience, couldn't help but cheer. Just like that, he suppressed her with all his strength, only attacking but not defending. Otherwise, if she was allowed to recover, she would definitely lose.
Jones Xiang's sword shadows were getting faster and faster, and when they were connected together they looked like a peacock spreading its wings. Finally, all the swords merged into one, and appeared in Feilin's chest out of thin air. A sword pierced her chest, and the long sword penetrated her body and passed through her chest!
"Okay!" Jones couldn't help cheering. However, before his cheering ended, Felin's figure gradually dissipated, and then disappeared out of thin air. It was an afterimage! Jones suddenly realized that something was wrong, and quickly backed away, facing a wave of force.
The wind blew and the bangs on her forehead were broken at the roots.
The two separated instantly, and there was already a straight-shaped wound on Jones Xiang's forehead. Blood overflowed from the wound, scarlet like a blooming red plum.
"Is this your strength? Is this your speed? With that sword strike just now, I could break your eyes! Is this what you want to prove with your sword? It's simply ridiculous!"
Jones' breath suffocated, and the hand holding the sword began to tremble. Feilin didn't even compete seriously at all, he was just testing himself. The gap was too obvious!
"Your hands are trembling. I know what you are thinking. You regret not following my advice at the beginning of the game and giving up and admitting defeat. You can't stand on stage now, right?"
"No, no," Feilin approached step by step, but Jones Xiang kept backing away. She couldn't even lift her sword steadily.
"You are afraid, what are you thinking? Do you want Gu Nansheng to save you? Do you think you are his woman? Ridiculous!" Feilin put away his sword, his figure erratic, "I don't need a sword at all to deal with you, let you look at me
Speaking of the moves that I have learned, I owe it to Gu Nansheng to be able to understand this move."
"Punch of suffocation!" Feilin suddenly attacked and punched Jones in the chest. She was too fast. Jones, who had lost his fighting spirit, didn't even have time to raise his sword to block. He was hit in the vital part and his body flew backwards.
"Suffocating Fist is a move I learned after integrating the skill Suffocating Blade and boxing. Although the speed of the person hit by this move will not slow down, the blood circulation will slow down. If you are hit more than once,
After a few punches, the heart will stop beating. What if you feel chest tightness and dizziness? That's because your head has insufficient blood supply."
Jones Xiang stood up with her sword to support her body. As Feilin said, she felt dizzy, her chest was tight, her vision was dark, and her body could not maintain balance.
"Can you feel it? Your heart is struggling, but it's useless no matter how hard you struggle. In addition, the energy constraints on your heart are like the shackles of fate. You are just like that fragile heart. You can't get rid of it no matter how hard you struggle!"
Jones finally stood firm, but there were layers of double images in the film in his eyes, were they the shackles of fate? Yes, I knew I couldn't break free no matter how hard I struggled, why did I still stand here, why didn't I admit defeat?
"Suffocating punch!"
Jones Xiang was like a swinging target, motionless after another punch, her heart became weak, she was no longer able to stand up, and her vision was dark...
She moved her fingers, but she couldn't grasp even a grain of sand, as if there was nothing in this world that belonged to her.
"This is the difference between genius and mediocrity. This is the difference between family background. The descendants of the collateral line have never produced any decent talents! You should learn from Gu Nansheng. When he faced Ci Yu, he knew he was outmatched, so he didn't
Retreat from the battle and disappear!"
"A fool like you, knowing that you will lose and knowing that nothing will change, why are you still standing here?"
Gu Nansheng, who was hiding among the crowd, watched all this with cold eyes.
Difference in origin?
There are too many injustices in reality. In many cases, one's birth determines one's destiny. Even if children from wealthy business families eat, drink and have fun every day, they can study abroad, speak beautiful English, and move into the upper class. Even if they cannot inherit the family business in the future, they will still be able to study abroad.
You can work a decent casual job and have enough food and clothing for the rest of your life.
However, children from poor families or even poor mountainous areas, even if they study hard, can only get into an ideal university, work part-time, graduate, find a job and work for two years, and even return to college.
I can’t afford a student loan. I’ve finally managed to get some money. I have a family to support and my younger siblings to get married. When will I be able to afford an astonishingly expensive house and car?
Some people born at the top of the pyramid can leisurely enjoy the beautiful scenery in the distance even if they do nothing every day.
As for those who were born at the bottom of the pyramid, most of them have struggled all their lives but have never been able to "touch" the toes of a successful person. Therefore, they can only place their hopes on the next generation - their children.
If the weak want to change their destiny through hard work, it's not that it's impossible, but it's too difficult.
Xiaoxiang, stand up, you can do it
In the boundless darkness, this voice was like a spark, rekindling Jones's heart that was about to stop beating.
He's looking at me!
He looked at me.
He looked at me!
Jones didn't know where the strength came from. Her pale fingers clenched into fists, and mouthfuls of blood spattered on the cold and rough granite floor.
Standing up, I may not be able to change my destiny, but at least I can change myself.
Waves of energy flow hit the suffocating shackles on the heart, and the heart was forced to resume beating. The violent energy friction caused cracks and blood stains to appear on the coronary arteries.
Accustomed to relying on others, accustomed to weakness and evasion, accustomed to mediocrity within mediocrity
Jones finally stood up, her overwhelmed heart was dripping with blood, and with every beat of it, blood splashed out from the coronary arteries.
I hate myself like this
"You" Feilin looked at Jones who stood up slowly in surprise, "It's impossible, her health is already close to zero."
"Fool! Is there any point in standing up? Your heart is bleeding, and you will die soon if you continue like this."
"In order to prove myself!" Jones opened her mouth and a mouthful of blood spurted out from her throat.
"Hmph! Prove yourself? Prove that you are a mediocre person?"
"This proves my change, and you, under your strong appearance, only hide your fragile heart."
Feilin frowned, "What did you say?"
"You have been hitting me mentally. It just proves that you are afraid of Gu Nansheng."
Feilin's eyes suddenly burst into cold light, "You are looking for death!"
Feilin took out his long sword, and shot out like a rainbow of light. The sword's edge was pointed directly at Jones's throat, with a murderous aura.
Jones Xiang, who could no longer put up any resistance, looked at the fatal sword without fear. At that moment, she didn't even feel the slightest fear.
No one noticed that a purple light that was faster than film shot out from the stands, but it arrived first.
"Qiang!" The purple light met Feilin's long sword, and the harsh sound of metal breaking was heard. Feilin's long sword was actually cut into two pieces by the purple light...
Before Feilin could react, he felt his throat was blocked by a big hand, and then a black sword flashed in front of him, stabbing Feilin's face, chest, lower abdomen and limbs at the same time.
Gu Nansheng kicked Feilin away, who had become a bloody man, "Female woman, you are looking for death!"
Flying away, Feilin almost despaired when she heard this nightmarish voice. This was a shame she could not face.
Gu Nansheng hugged Jones Xiang with his backhand, "Purple is the limit, vitality!"
This time the skill was only used on Jones Xiang alone. Light flashed and Jones Xiang's eyes returned to clarity. What came into view was the face she had loved and resented.
The faint smile is slightly evil, and the cloudy eyes are bottomless.
His hair had grown a lot, hanging down and even sticking to her face, and the tickling feeling was reassuring.
At that moment, she didn't know what it felt like. She just suddenly felt that if one day, this man betrayed the whole world, then she would stand behind him silently and bear the bitter consequences of betrayal with him.
She wanted to say something, but he blocked her mouth with his fingers.
"Don't say anything, you did a good job, have a good rest." Gu Nansheng gently put down Jones Xiang and asked her to sit on the ground and adjust her breathing, paying no attention to the already boiling venue.
"Who is that person?"
"I don't know you!"
"It looks very powerful."
"No matter how powerful he is, he is only eleven or two levels. Look at how old he is."
"The Jones family dares to come out to disrupt the situation. Are you tired of living?"
Cheng Yaojin came out halfway, and the 20,000 spectators were talking about it. Suddenly, in the northwest corner of the stand, a bearded man stood up with a scream. He took off his shoes and stepped on the back of the chair of the person in front of him with his bare feet.
With one hand, he held the sole plate of his shoe and patted his hairy thighs wildly. "Grandpa Rabbit, you are a grandson of a tortoise. I know him even when he turned into ashes! He is Gu Nansheng!"
The bearded man had a super loud voice, and he was a **-level power-type transition warrior. His voice suddenly spread throughout half of the venue, "Gu Nansheng? No, that savior?"
"Don't mention it, our Biluo City has been humiliated by him. Facing that arrogant boy in Yanzhou City, we ran away without a fight."
"Yeah, it's too embarrassing. Even if you know you're defeated, you can't escape. Like our president, even if you lose, you'll be honored."
"You can't say that. That kid from Yanzhou City is not a human being at all. Who can beat him?"
"Yes, yes, we cannot belittle our hero. He is still younger than that boy in Yanzhou City. I'm sure he will be able to win in a few years."
