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Chapter 34 Representative of the Dark Plan

The cane and thorns were as light as a feather in Dai Wenpeng's hands. He only needed to flick his wrist to cause significant damage to his opponent. He didn't expect the cane to be so effective, but he didn't plan to use it again.

When the red brush was drawn backwards, the vines also turned into smoke. When the red brush was drawn forwards, a huge tree fell from the sky.

Dai Wenpeng raised his right hand, caught the huge tree, lowered his right hand, and chased. He held the huge tree tightly, swung it forward, and the opponent was swept to the ground. He put down the thorns, grabbed the huge tree with both hands, and drew a circle with himself as the center and the huge tree as the radius.

This caused Mu Zhengguang to slide more than ten meters on the spherical field, and finally flew out along the tangent of the circle.

Dai Wenpeng threw the giant log, and the posture was very similar to throwing a javelin.

Mu Zhengguang had no time to get up. He rolled twice on the ground and narrowly avoided the huge tree. At this time, his opponent had already arrived in front of him.

Dai Wenpeng held the thorns in both hands. He thought: If I had used thorns instead of rattan at the beginning, the game would have been over. The lethality of thorns is far greater than that of rattan, but the flexibility is slightly less. I used the rattan to find out your strength as soon as possible, but your strength is very weak, so this move is completely unnecessary.

The distance between the two was too close, so Mu Zhengguang threw out the axis to reduce the opponent's vigilance.

Dai Wenpeng dodged to the side, and the scroll flew past his ear. He looked back and saw that the scroll had no tendency to fly back, so he stopped guarding.

After that, Mu Zhengguang threw the hourglass and hit the enemy's ribs. This time he not only used all his strength, but also added some chips. Existence removal, acting on oneself, permanently reducing the opponent's physical strength. Once reduced, it will never be returned.

Mu Zhengguang was injured repeatedly, and he had his own reasons to "go all out": I was knocked down by the huge tree, pushed by the huge tree, and my bones are almost broken. If I still let you win, then I am too generous!

Dai Wenpeng fell to the ground, with a minor fracture and only three-tenths of strength left. He saw the scroll rolling away and the hourglass rolling even further, and boldly picked up the fallen thorns on the ground and charged forward with a more courageous attitude.

The red pen shook, and a large net woven from thorns took shape instantly and quickly shrank, leaving the "prey" nowhere to escape.

This net is heavy, but now is the critical moment of hunting, we would rather exceed the limit than win!
The blood transfusion team was on standby not far from the stadium. Losing 10% of the blood was no big deal, and losing 20% ​​could be replenished quickly!

Mu Zhengguang looked at him with contempt and threw out the golden hairpin calmly.

Dai Wenpeng was hit by the golden stepping stone. His eyes were dull, his limbs were weak, and he fell backwards to the ground, unable to get up.

Mu Zhengguang turned him over, and his square card touched the ground, so he was declared the loser.

Accidents and accidents happened one after another, and it was ten seconds before Dai Wenpeng broke free from the cage of longing. He saw his opponent pick up the scroll and the hourglass, and staggered out of the arena.

He thought he had won, but on the display screen next to the arena, there was a cross under the number 2. He was number 2, he lost, and he couldn't accept this result.

What would be the consequence of violating the rules? Disqualification? He couldn't accept this result. He stared at his opponent's figure walking away, but didn't dare to make a move.

Dai Wenpeng contacted his future father-in-law immediately after leaving the stadium.

He and Guo Qiwei had never met before, but both of them had the same goal of reaching the quarterfinals. It was not because they both liked the number eight, but because the goal of the first phase of the Ji'an Project was to send two painters to the quarterfinals, and Dai Wenpeng was one of them.

He stopped at the third round, far from the institute's goal, and the consequences were serious.

Liu Chenglin learned the result of the battle before Dai Wenpeng. After Dai Wenpeng escaped from the prison of nostalgia, he mistakenly thought he had won, but from the moment his square card touched the ground, Liu Chenglin knew he had lost.

"Uncle, I lost."

"I know, come back."

Liu Chenglin was not optimistic about his future son-in-law in the first place, so he did not use any means to push him back into the competition.

Judging from Liu Chenglin's decades of experience, Dai Wenpeng's growth experience is too superficial. His vision, character, knowledge, and mentality all have major flaws, making it difficult for him to achieve great things.

In addition, the red brush can only draw inanimate objects, whether leaves or flying birds. Although they are strengthened by the red brush and their power is greatly increased, they always give people a sense of unease.

Moreover, this person must have a sufficient blood supply to continue fighting. The more I think about it, the weirder it gets.

Taking all these factors into consideration, the real winner of the Ji An Plan is not Dai Wenpeng, but Wu Zhenyu. Although they are both good at writing, Wu Zhenyu is several times better than Dai Wenpeng.

Dai Wenpeng left the stage in disgrace.

Mu Zhengguang is full of fighting spirit.

“Although there were some minor mistakes, we still won.”

On the other side of the screen, Xu Ying's eyes widened after seeing the message: The "small mistake" you mentioned is not a small matter. My competition hasn't started yet. Before that, we should meet and see if I can help.

"Wait for me at the dormitory door, I'll come find you."

The boys' dormitory and the girls' dormitory were not far from each other. If you looked at the right angle, you could even see each other from a distance. Xu Ying quickly arrived at the door of the boys' dormitory, and the two met. Mu Zhengguang told her about overcoming fear.

Xu Ying listened with great interest. She turned the windmill in reverse as a cover-up, and took the opportunity to start the operation absorption, taking the operation force from the natural environment and converting it into the force related to healing. "Classmate, you have won three consecutive victories, so there is no need to fight hard."

"Yeah. Will it affect your performance if you help me?"

"Yes. But it won't affect the outcome."

"Come on, I should be fine. Last time the situation was more serious than this, I was able to recover quickly."

Xu Ying sighed softly, she was worried: "The first time you lost your balance, I chose to stand by and watch. Some hardships must be experienced, some pain is inevitable, but when you overcome these difficulties, I am willing to solve all similar difficulties for you. Because I know that you have the ability to overcome setbacks and difficulties on your own. I care about you, I want to protect you, I want to reduce unnecessary and useless obstacles and vicissitudes for you, but my ideas are often not fulfilled.

At the end of the third round, Xu Ying also won three consecutive victories.

At the beginning of the fourth round, Mu Zhengguang met Li Changquan.

Seven years ago, Li Changquan spent an unforgettable summer vacation at his grandparents' home in the countryside.

After lunch one day, he walked to the woods behind the house and saw a large patch of moss. He spent an afternoon moving the moss into the yard. Within a few days, they all died.

He spent a lot of time and effort transplanting moss, but the result was not satisfactory, which he could not accept. Since then, he has never transplanted moss again because he was afraid of failure again.

Li Changquan's asymptotic solid has the characteristics of both moss and loose soil.

The moss and soil born from his heart grow according to his will and do not have to follow the laws of plant growth. This experience can be described as magical, and the result this time will definitely be perfect.

Li Changquan ran to the center of the stadium, with the moss hanging above his palm, and its volume expanded eight thousand times in an instant.

The moss weathers into green pigment and the soil hardens into solid stone; the two become one, like jade.

The bluestone crumbled and broke into hundreds of pieces.

The loose soil fell away, revealing the huge bow.

The moss is gathered into silk threads to serve as bow strings.

A long arrow rose from the broken earth, ready to be strung.

Without aiming, the stone arrow was shot directly, passing by the opponent and disappeared.

The rope passing through the square sign suddenly broke, and the moment before the square sign fell to the ground, Mu Zhengguang kicked the square sign away.

"Existence clears, all things are light."

The archer is not in his asymptotic domain, so the existence clearance cannot directly affect the opponent. However, clearing the light in the spatial environment can also affect the opponent.

Li Changquan drove the gravel into the darkness and hit the opponent. He wanted to locate the target by sound, but he heard nothing.

Mu Zhengguang created darkness to cover his figure and cleared the sound to hide his footsteps.

Li Changquan saw the darkness coming towards him, so he threw his longbow into the darkness and then tried his best to hide in the light.

The longbow disintegrated into dozens of thin arrows.

The bowstrings lengthened and became a series of ties.

Li Changquan rarely aimed his arrows at people. When the arrow passed by a person, the effect of the arrow hitting the person would be transmitted to the person. He used his eyes to adjust the position of the force, which could have an unexpected effect and make the opponent unable to defend himself.

This time he still didn't aim at anyone. It was dark and he couldn't see what was in the darkness.

However, Li Changquan no longer worried about what would happen to his opponent after being hit by the arrow: I couldn't win easily, so casualties were inevitable.

Mu Zhengguang cleared all the kinetic energy of the arrows, and the arrows fell around him in scattered pieces.

Rays of golden light flew out from the darkness, and one of the golden hairpins hit the target.

Li Changquan fell down and his square card touched the ground, so he lost.

The victory came unexpectedly, far beyond Mu Zhengguang's expectations. He was satisfied, raised his eyes and smiled, and no longer took it to heart.

In the fourth round of the final, Xu Ying won again without any injury.

(End of this chapter)