Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 208 Fine Tradition
At the end of the desert, or at the border, which had been unchanging, there was suddenly a burst of continuous cheers!
The cheers were so loud that even though there was a two-and-a-half-meter-tall lizardman standing in front of him, Song Shi couldn't help but raise his head and look towards the source of the sound.

In the desert sky, accompanied by brilliant flashes of light resembling fireworks, a large "audience seat" quickly emerged, spread in a ring, and quickly surrounded the entire desert.

Song Shi frowned slightly and tried to see the appearance of the "audience" in the audience seats, but even if he used his psychic power, the faces of these audiences were still blank.

Even their clothes seem to be not fully rendered yet, looking like blurry blocks of colors randomly spliced ​​together.

——The only thing that remains unchanged is that they are constantly erupting with tsunami-like cheers!

"Real person or derivative?" Song Shi didn't turn his head. His eyes wandered between the lizardman and the audience. "Where do these audience members come from?"

Looking at the lizard man whose breathing became stronger and whose muscles gradually tensed up, Song Shi's tone changed slightly.

It wasn't nervousness, but more like a sense of nostalgia caused by the scene before him.

"It looks like we are being treated as duelists for people to watch. This is an abyssal area that conforms to the logic of real-life cognition. What do you say?"

"These 'audiences' are all automatic response programs." Lapis Lazuli said quickly: "In terms that you can understand, they are all public opinion puppets."

Lapis Lazuli had already put away the humanoid holographic projection. The scanning device on board was constantly collecting information and sending it to the analysis center. It said quickly: "The one in front of us is definitely not a real person, but it doesn't quite match the characteristics of a derivative. This thing..."

"Cleaner, huh?"

Song Shi looked at the lizardman with interest. The latter stared at the motionless young man and seemed to be getting annoyed. The five fingers holding the wooden spear loosened and clenched again.

"It has psychic powers, and the appearance of the second ring is quite clean. It is completely unlike the derivatives that are randomly pieced together and are muddy and ugly."

Song Shi suddenly asked: "What's your name?"

The lizard man ignored him and just let out a low roar with his Adam's apple moving.

"It seems that there is intelligence. But it only seems."

"Song Shi." Lapis Lazuli suddenly spoke, its tone extremely serious: "Just now our 'anchor' has experienced fluctuations for seven frames. I suggest you surface and log out immediately."

"Fluctuation? Then I don't think there's anything to worry about."

Song Shi laughed and said briskly, "How can we just walk away in such a rare situation? Even if the 'anchor' is really disconnected, we can still log out offline by force."

Suddenly, another wave of noise erupted from the audience.

Only this time, it no longer sounded like cheers, but more like impatient "boos"!
Hearing the booing, the lizardman could no longer hold back. He took a deep breath and clenched the wooden spear with both hands instead of holding it with one hand.

The manufacturing process of this dark brown wooden spear is quite primitive. A suitable branch is selected, the branches are cut off, the tip is sharpened, and a layer of grease is applied.

But from Lapis Lazuli's perspective, as the Lizardman lowered his center of gravity and clenched his ten fingers, the data strength of this "wooden spear" soared instantly.

——With the physique displayed by the opponent, it has no doubt that the opponent can penetrate the combat uniform full of bulletproof plates with one blow!

"lapis lazuli."

Song Shi suddenly laughed.

He looked at the lizardman in front of him. Even though the other party was in a posture ready to attack and his center of gravity was lowered, when they really met eyes, the latter was still half a head taller than him - psychics on the path of [Transcendence] were always accustomed to "hugeness". "You should have entered relevant information, right? It's a fine custom of the Vanpusta Empire." Song Shi said slowly: "The duel arena tradition that the empire is proud of. Most things can be resolved in the duel arena - even the throne."

"Twelve hundred years ago, the two princes who were the last to win the battle among a group of heirs were equally powerful and outstanding, so the two groups supporting them were equally huge. If they had gone to war, it might even have split the entire empire. So in the end, the two sides stood in the duel arena in the imperial capital, and under the watchful eyes of the entire empire, they chose their emperor by life and death."

".The 49th Emperor, 'The Disputant', Dominic Cata." Lapis Lazuli spit out a name.

"Even if you put aside all the off-field disputes and simply enter as a challenger, as long as you can kill your way through, honor, fame, power, status, everything will be within your reach."

"No, I have a friend." Song Shi paced slowly, his tone quite nostalgic: "In order to break through, when he was at the peak of the third ring, he ran to the Empire Duel Arena, won all the way, and finally won a provincial championship-"

The lizardman disappeared on the spot, and in the tearing airflow, it grasped the wooden spear and stabbed it towards the enemy's head!

Song Shi didn't move.

He raised his head. The lizardman's muscles were tense and the wooden spear was sharp, but at this moment, they were blocked - a barrier made of scorched earth rose up, pieces of red "ice crystals" condensed and shattered, and the kinetic energy of the wooden spear continued to decrease.

Until finally, there was no way to get any closer.

Without giving the opponent a chance to strike a second time, Song Shi raised his finger and tapped lightly.

The lizard man's vertical pupils suddenly contracted, and his otherworldly physique reacted instantly, and he retreated with agility far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Just useless.

It was not "a beam", "a line", or "a coin". At this moment, as Song Shi raised his finger, the red-gold flame expanded and turned into a surging wave that encompassed the entire nearby space, crushing down towards the lizard man!

The latter roared, and its body began to swell, its green scales became smoother, and blue veins bulged along its flesh. The wooden spear it was holding tightly also began to shrink, becoming thinner and straighter.

Then the flames completely engulfed it.

In the next moment, the burning silhouette shattered the sea of ​​fire and roared out with a wooden spear!

Song Shi nodded slightly and finally stopped standing there.

He drew out his heavy sword and met the attack head-on, and the two sides missed each other.

After half a breath.

The burning lizardman shook, as if in disbelief, and tried to turn his head, but a crack that almost cut open his chest and the raging flames inside caused him to stumble and fall.

"It's not a real person, nor is it a derivative."

Song Shi glanced at the audience who were cheering loudly because the lizard man fell, then retracted his gaze and looked at the lizard man on the ground again.

This level of second-ring surpassing is nothing to me now.

"Lapis Lazuli, this thing has no intelligence either. Or rather, its intelligence is limited to combat."

Ignoring the noisy cheers, he squatted down and stroked the corpse of the lizard man: "In my opinion, this is more like a 'fantasy beast'."

(End of this chapter)