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Chapter 23 The Supreme Personality Dream Guest

Mu Zhengguang saw the teacher and followed her into the ward.

Xu Ying lay there quietly, not waking up yet.

Mu Zhengguang turned the hourglass upside down and pressed it on her forehead, hoping to heal her: Our hearts have no barriers, and our strengths correspond to each other. Isn't it easier to eliminate external forces? As long as this force is eliminated, you can wake up, right?

Mu Zhengguang didn't need to use the hourglass when he used the Existence Clearance in this situation. He did this just to cover up his tracks: Existence Clearance was too powerful, almost "all-powerful", and too conspicuous. Summoning the hourglass as a cover to show that he was fake was safer.

Ten minutes later, Xu Ying opened her eyes. She saw the hourglass at a glance and looked up suddenly. If Mu Zhengguang's hand had not been quick enough, the hourglass would have fallen. She felt ashamed and grateful, and a little embarrassed. She closed her eyes and waited for a few seconds, then slowly sat up from the bed: "Hi, classmate, are you also in the hospital? Are you injured?"

As soon as Mu Zhengguang heard it, he knew that she wanted to "shift the blame to someone else". As long as you can wake up and nothing happens, I will take on the "blame".

"Well, I met the man Lu Hao mentioned and was slightly injured. How are you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm fine. You should go get checked out too! We still have a long afternoon game. I'll lie down for a while."

"Okay. I'll go get the test done."

After Lu Hao was electroshocked, he had tests and X-rays taken. Mu Zhengguang also went through this process today. Lu Hao did not show any sequelae, so it was reasonable not to waste money on useless work. But when this happened to him, it was difficult for him to act completely rationally.

Xu Ying lay on the bed, recalling the thirteenth round of the game.

The game lasted two seconds. She only knew that the man's asymptotic set was a pure white mushroom, and she knew nothing else.

Meng Wei was able to reach the 13th round, which showed that she had real skills, but it was a pity that her real skills could not be used instantly. The opponent was too fast, her brain reacted, but her body could not keep up, so she was thrown out of the arena.

Meng Wei is a very "strong" person. Even if it violates the rules of the game, she must let her opponent see her true strength. She gritted her teeth and slapped the opponent with the white mushroom that glowed blue, causing the man to fall into a coma. This light blow can make a person sleep for ten hours.

With the help of Mu Zhengguang, Xu Yingze slept for less than an hour. Her first feeling after waking up was that her strength had been drained away, and her second feeling was that the dream was too real.

The power of the mushrooms was removed, and the running power was also disturbed. She didn't tell Guang about this. She thought: There are still four hours before the next game. Although I can't recover to the best condition, it is much better than sleeping. In this case, why should I tell you the truth and make you add to your troubles and self-blame? Without your help, I can't wake up in time, let alone the game in the afternoon. You have done well, and there is no better.

Because of the mushrooms, Xu Ying had a very long dream, even though she only slept for a short while.

Real, fragmented, weird and complex.

She saw an extremely bright glowing sphere with fourteen grey figures depicted on it.

The ball of light spun faster and faster, with grey shadows overlapping one another, like a calm night sky.

Light and night intertwined, expanding rapidly. Countless alien stars emerged and slowly rotated around it.

The stars moved and rearranged their order, forming seven star layers outside the sphere.

The alien stars in each star layer rotate at different speeds. They gradually split apart, and many star realms quietly took shape.

Most of the star realms decomposed again, forming even smaller structures floating in the universe.

However, in each star layer, there are a few star realms that have not split up, and they are spinning faster and faster. In addition, many gray outlines appear on their surfaces, like the surface of water with undercurrents.

Human beings have left their footprints all over the planet, traveling back and forth within the biosphere, reuniting with people they know and returning to their hometowns time and again.

Animals cannot do this. Once separated, they may never meet again.

However, if we expand the human footprint to the astral plane...

As Xu Ying was thinking, she fell asleep on the bed again.

Mu Zhengguang wandered around several departments and returned to the starting point. Seeing that she was asleep, he did not disturb her. He put on his headphones and dozed off in a chair outside the ward.

At 12:00, the alarm clock rang and he "dawdled" for more than an hour.

Mu Zhengguang didn't feel tired because he was too busy this morning, but what was consumed was his physical strength. His body seized this short period of free time and used a long sleep to remind him "You are tired, you need to rest more."

Mu Zhengguang "heard" the reminder from his body, but now was not the time to sleep. He walked into the ward again and saw his classmate was still resting. He hesitated for half a minute, leaned over, and whispered in her ear: "Classmate, it's time to get up."

He said it twice and the man woke up.

Xu Ying rolled over twice, smiling, and whispered softly, "I'm so tired. Are you still here?"

"Still here. You just got up, do you want something to eat?" Xu Ying stood up, got out of bed, put on her coat, turned on her phone, found the chat box with him, typed a few words and replied "I'm fine, don't worry", then smiled happily and said: "Let's go, I'll treat you."

After lunch, the two returned to the hotel, said goodbye, took a short rest, and rushed to the stadium.

14:00, the last round of the semi-finals.

Zhou Haitao's asymptote entity is a goldfish.

Darkness gives everyone power. This is a great opportunity. Some people grab the opportunity first, and some grab it later. The opportunity can be a word, or it can be an event, a person, or some special items, such as a fish.

On May 5, many people died due to darkness, but none of these people had anything to do with Zhou Haitao. What he cared about was the goldfish he kept in the aquarium.

It is precisely because of this long-term attention and concern that his asymptotic set is very similar to that of a goldfish.

The wide and flat red goldfish looks like a thick leaf, with a white bottom, a black dorsal fin, and a tricolor tail. It swims and sways, looking quite gorgeous. Goldfish are not suitable for attack and defense, not as good as swords and spears, so they are not good. But after all, it is something I like, so it is not bad.

The power of the three-color goldfish is outstanding and extraordinary. Zhou Haitao's first thirteen battles went very smoothly. His classmates jokingly called him the number one in the third middle school, and the teacher who led the team also believed that he could easily enter the finals.

Zhou Haitao took the lead in launching an attack from a distance of fifty meters. A very thin blue light with white mist crossed the battlefield. The function of the white mist and blue light was to slow down. It did not last long, but it was instantaneous and could be fired continuously.

Mu Zhengguang was quite surprised after being hit. It was too fast, there was no time to dodge! The opponent in the last round of the semi-finals was indeed extraordinary!
He realized that his speed had dropped by about 1/3, so he immediately changed his tactics: Your light is too fast, no matter how fast I go, I can't dodge it. Since I can't rely on high speed to gain an advantage, I'll use the asymptote to decide the outcome!

Red mist and blue light flew over and hit again.

An extremely strong mixed pain instantly spread throughout the body, like a burning insect bite. The excessive pain affected the normal physiological function of the brain, and for a moment, Mu Zhengguang felt as if he was in a sea of ​​fire.

He saw the flames burn to his feet in a trance, using the human body as fuel to continue to climb up. His pants were burned, and the pungent, choking smoke rose and fell, covering his body. The residual heat of the ashes slowly eroded his flesh and hair, making him dry and hot, just waiting for the fire on the ground to burn up and easily turn a living person into ashes.

Pain! Anxiety! Fear! Depression! Suffocation! Despair!
Zhou Haitao was very confident in his red mist and blue light. The pain would last at least a few seconds from the onset to the disappearance, which was enough for him to send the person out of the arena. While he was running hard, he did not forget to release the black mist and blue light. The function of this light was: impact.

The blue light in the black fog is subtle, but its impact cannot be underestimated.

It was like a huge wave hitting him, and Mu Zhengguang was almost knocked down.

Zhou Haitao chased the light and ran the 40-odd-meter distance in two seconds. In the second half of the distance, he put away the goldfish and raised his hands, ready to push the trembling opponent out of the arena at any time.

Mu Zhengguang instinctively picked up the hourglass and threw it forward. Because the battle was too sudden, he didn't summon the hourglass until the opponent rushed in front of him. The hourglass hit the man's arm and failed to change the situation.

Zhou Haitao's physical fitness is better than that of ordinary people. After taking a heavy blow, he still has enough strength to knock down his opponent and push him out.

Mu Zhengguang realized that if he didn't show his true strength, he would lose. He was less than one meter away from the cordon. According to the rules of the game, if any part of the body stepped out of the line, he would lose. He didn't have much time left.

At this moment, he had countless ways to win, and he chose the most direct one: existence elimination.

Existence clearing is his own ability, and this ability can be directed at "itself".

This time, what he wanted to clear away was not the sound, not the scars, not the reason, not the gaze, nor the external force, but the other party's "victory".

"Everything, whether it perishes or not, exists and is cleared as I wish."

The moment he is "moved", the result will naturally take place and happen automatically.

Just as he often said, "Human destiny is like a written book or a movie played in reverse", "existential erasure" is almost equivalent to a writing pen to some extent. Use this "pen" to write down the future that has already been predetermined, and the present will change accordingly.

Of course, from a macro perspective, Mu Zhengguang did not change the fate of others, because that person would not win, but had a tendency to win. Moreover, even if he did not eliminate the other party's "victory", the other party would not win.

Clearing "victory" is an abstract and vague term, but once the command of "existence clearing" is issued, the phenomenon is formed, the facts change, and as he thought, his wish is fulfilled.

All of Zhou Haitao's movements were interrupted, as if the pause button was pressed.

Mu Zhengguang made a prompt decision and sent the man out of the arena. After all, both sides were almost equally close to the cordon, and the outcome was only a matter of millimeters. Fortunately, the outcome was already determined. Forcibly terminating the opponent's activities seemed more likely to be the style of Ying, but he could do it, but the nature and consumption were different.

Along with victory comes powerlessness and the other side's contemptuous looks.

Zhou Haitao couldn't understand: I was sure to win, how could you turn defeat into victory? Seeing your weak appearance, you must have used some shameful means! Humph! I lost, it's not because I'm not as skilled as you, but because you used a conspiracy. I am still honored in defeat!

Mu Zhengguang dragged his heavy feet and left the arena. He was very satisfied with the result: No matter how you look at me, the winner is already decided. If there are no rules for the game, you will still lose to me. Even if I give you another chance to challenge, I will still win. Even if it is a life-and-death battle, you can't win.

(End of this chapter)