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Chapter 38 Su Mu: When did you develop the illusion that you could compete with me?

On the field, Su Mu lay on the ground, fast asleep.

The smell of alcohol on his breath was so strong that even those sitting in the audience could smell it clearly.

The bald man and the brown-haired giant exchanged a glance and looked at Zhuge Qing.

Zhuge Qing understood that look in his eyes instantly—

Is this the expert you mentioned who was evenly matched with Zhang Lingyu?

Did he get completely drunk before the competition started?

Are you trying to fool us?

Zhuge Qing's lips twitched, unsure of what to say.

How can there be such a person?

What exactly does he want to do?

Don't you want to win anymore?

Zhang Chulan was completely dumbfounded in the audience.

"no?"

"Is Brother Su openly putting on an act against me?"

"And where did he get the alcohol from?"

"I just saw him pull Feng Xingtong aside before the match started and say something to her..."

Xu Si scratched his head and said, "With the power of the World Society, getting some wine should be a piece of cake."

"That Su Mu guy, I think there's something wrong with his thinking!"

Xu San's face was full of anger.

"He not only failed to complete the tasks assigned to him, but also made a fool of himself; he's completely disgraced the company!"

"When he gets back, I'm going to give him a good scolding to wake him up!"

"Don't any of you stop me!"

[Ding! Host's absurd behavior has been detected, stirring up emotions in a large number of people. Role-playing progress +3]

Current progress: 33/100

The next ability will be unlocked when your role-playing progress reaches 40.

Hearing the notification sound in his ear, Su Mu, lying on the ground, snored and secretly cheered in his heart.

Nice—ah!

Did it really add 3 points to the role-playing progress all at once?

The Luo Tian Grand Ceremony truly lives up to its reputation as the biggest stage in the early stages of the entire game!

Luckily, I thought of this move just before I went on stage.

We can both deceive the enemy and reap the rewards of their efforts. It's a win-win situation!

Next, we just need to wait for them to fight first.

Thinking of this, Su Mu snored even louder.

Seeing him like this, the bald man and the brown-haired giant exchanged a glance.

"Forget about this drunken idiot for now, let's take down Zhuge Qingxian together!"

"good!"

"Watch this, the Golden Bell Shield!"

The bald man roared and lunged at Zhuge Qing.

His body was gradually enveloped in a layer of golden energy, and he seemed to transform into a golden Buddha!

On the stands, Xu San adjusted his glasses.

"The Golden Bell Cover, although a widely circulated external martial arts technique, is also a genuine Shaolin secret skill."

"Judging from the speed at which this person has condensed his skills, he must have already cultivated the Golden Bell Shield to an extremely high level."

Xu Si nodded beside him.

"Indeed, but no matter how you look at it, the Golden Light Mantra of Longhu Mountain is still superior."

On the field, seeing the bald man go first, the brown-haired giant was not to be outdone.

As his Qi surged, a whirlwind appeared around his hands!

"Gale Scythe!"

The brown-haired giant suddenly swung his hand, and a scythe-like wind blade shot out, heading straight for Zhuge Qing.

Faced with the two attacks, Zhuge Qing snorted coldly and lightly tapped his foot.

The next second, the wind blade that was originally aimed at him changed its angle slightly for some reason and instead struck the bald man's back!

Clang!

With a metallic clang, the bald man stumbled and fell to the ground.

The brown-haired man stared wide-eyed, his face filled with disbelief.

"How is this possible?!"

His Gale Palm technique was already highly proficient; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he could hit any target he aimed at!

That move was clearly planned, intended to pass by the bald man and attack Zhuge Qing's side. How could it suddenly change its trajectory?

Although he did not voice his thoughts, Zhuge Qing saw through him at a glance.

He laughed and said, "My friend, you really didn't get into a good position when you attacked."

"hateful!"

The bald man roared and got up from the ground.

A new, bleeding wound had appeared on his back.

"I'm so powerful! Go ahead and attack me then!"

"Are you nearsighted or blind? How did that wind blade manage to hit me?"

"I... I'm aiming for Zhuge Qing!"

The brown-haired giant gritted his teeth.

"Fine, Zhuge Qing, you forced me to this!"

"Gale..."

A large amount of gale-force wind swirled around the arms of the brown-haired giant.

The dissipated wind pressure made Zhuge Qing's coat flutter loudly!

Xu San stood in the stands, his face serious.

"This move seems to be just as powerful as your lightning technique, Zhang Chulan."

"It seems there are more skilled fighters at this Luo Tian Grand Ceremony than we imagined."

Zhang Chulan covered his face in despair.

"Third Brother, please stop talking."

"I thought Brother Su was reliable... I was so stupid, really..."

On the field, facing the brown-haired giant's ultimate move, Zhuge Qing subtly shifted his position.

"I advise you not to use this trick."

"Haha! This fox is finally scared!" the bald man shouted excitedly. "You better watch out this time, I'm going for it!"

The bald man solidified his golden body once more and lunged at Zhuge Qing.

The attack methods of those who cultivate their bodies are simple and unadorned.

"I know!" the brown-haired man replied.

"Wild Wind Dance!"

With the brown-haired giant's roar, a tornado composed of countless wind blades surged forth instantly!

However, just as the tornado was forming, it did not engulf Zhuge Qing, but instead instantly enveloped the brown-haired giant and the bald man!

"Aaaaaah!"

"Holy crap! I'm never trusting anyone again!"

Two screams rang out, and the tornado dissipated.

The brown-haired giant and the bald man collapsed, their bodies torn and covered in wounds, their eyes rolling back in their heads.

Upon seeing this, the entire audience erupted in uproar.

"Holy crap! What happened?"

"That guy who uses wind, and that bald guy, they were actually defeated by their own attacks?"

"Zhuge Qing is too strong!"

Zhang Chulan looked at Zhuge Qing, who stood there without even a speck of dirt on his clothes, and couldn't help but swallow.

Can I really win against an opponent like that?

The referee Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain picked up a megaphone.

"The C-Rank Vermilion Bird competition has ended. The winner is—"

"etc!"

On the field, Zhuge Qing raised his hand to stop the referee.

The referee was taken aback and said, "Zhuge Qing, is there anything else?"

"Referee, this match is not over yet."

As Zhuge Qing spoke, he looked at Su Mu.

"Su Mu, I've taken care of those two guys."

"How long are you going to stay in bed like this?"

These words immediately sparked a flurry of discussion among the audience.

What does he mean by that?

"Was that guy faking being drunk?"

"Impossible! The smell of alcohol is so strong, it's like he's been soaking in a wine jar. How could he not be drunk?"

Zhang Chulan's lips twitched as he said, "This fox, could it be because Brother Su drank before the match and deliberately tried to beat him up?"

On the field, Zhuge Qing spoke calmly.

"I initially thought you were really drunk too."

"But from beginning to end, that guy's attacks didn't even ruffle your clothes."

"I didn't shield you from his attacks, so..."

"Are you still going to pretend?"

Hearing him say that, Su Mu knew it was time to get up.

He opened his eyes, bent over to stand up, and stretched out his arm to yawn.

"Ha~~~"

"You've really worked hard, Aqing."

Zhuge Qing: ...

No?

Why do you act like we're such good friends?

Who told you to call me Aqing?

But none of that matters anymore...

Zhuge Qing assumed a fighting stance.

"Come on, let's have a good match."

"Excuse me."

Su Mu's figure appeared behind Zhuge Qing at some point.

In his hand, the wind element arrow condensed on the folding bow was aimed directly at the back of Zhuge Qing's head.

"The contest is over."

The entire audience erupted in uproar!

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