This past week.
Mo Shiyu and Xia Yuan have been almost constantly live-streaming their ranked matches to climb the ladder!
Relying on the power of the Zanpakuto Senbonzakura and the first few gates of the Eight Gates Released Formation, Xia Yuan maintained a winning streak, invincible all the way, charging straight to a terrifying 27 consecutive victories!
The popularity of their live stream room soared day by day.
They not only received nearly ten thousand Spirit Stones in stream donations.
Xia Yuan also got excellent practice in familiarizing himself with his skills, and as he killed more and more Contracted Spirits, the system's reward progress bar also reached 70%!
The increase was astonishing!
It was probably because the Contracted Spirits he killed were all extrely powerful SR-tier existences, so the reward points gained were very high.
Xia Yuan originally planned to keep going until 75% to draw a universal-type skill.
Unfortunately, the ti for them to go to the Imperial Capital to participate in the National Spirit Tar Peak Tournant had arrived!
As seed contestants who fought their way out from among the many Spirit Tar Academies in Yun Chuan Province, the treatnt they received was upgraded once again!
A luxury private jet was chartered, carrying only Mo Shiyu and the other four Spirit Tars, flying to the Imperial Capital!
The Imperial Capital, the capital of Great Xia.
A gathering place for countless lucky Spirit Tars and powerful Contracted Spirits!
Nurous top-tier Spirit Tar families stand tall.
Various forces from within Great Xia have deep, intertwined roots here.
It is also the best stage Spirit Tars dream of, to fully showcase their skills!
Of the nation's three top-tier Spirit Tar academies, two are located in the Imperial Capital.
On the airplane.
Mo Shiyu held her phone, sending ssages.
This was the first ti Xia Yuan had seen her chatting so happily with soone else, and he couldn't help but ask:
"Who are you chatting with?"
Mo Shiyu said with a very pleased expression:
"A sister who took very good care of when I was little, Luo Ziyan."
"She studies at Gardenia Spirit High School in the Imperial Capital, and is also a Spirit Tar who drew an SSR. Like , she fought her way into the national finals!"
Xia Yuan slightly raised an eyebrow, "Oh? That's quite interesting."
SSRs should still be quite strong, worth paying attention to.
Especially after killing them on the Contracted Spirit arena, it should increase the reward points by a lot!
Like Silly Dragon.
Although it looks silly, Xia Yuan felt that if he wanted to kill it, he would still need to expend so effort.
Mainly because now, the other party keeps chasing after him, calling him "big brother" in big, loud shouts, making it really hard to bring himself to do it...
During these days of gaming, he tried using the pretext of friendly sparring to trick the other party onto the Contracted Spirit arena to kill it and earn points.
It's not like they really die anyway...
Unfortunately, Silly Dragon stubbornly refused to fall for it, absolutely refusing no matter what!
Where is it silly?
It's practically a genius!
Couldn't trick it at all.
'Great wisdom appears foolish' describes it perfectly.
Mo Shiyu held her phone, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curving upwards as she sighed with emotion:
"Sister Luo Ziyan drew the SSR Demon Blade Princess very early on."
"At that ti, I was so envious of her, even feeling jealous..."
She turned her head, her eyes curved into crescents as she looked at Xia Yuan, "But who would have thought, I now have an SSR too..."
Hearing this na, Xia Yuan was surprised for a mont, "Wait, Fatty Yu, you said the SSR she drew is called Demon Blade Princess?"
Mo Shiyu nodded, "What's wrong? Do you actually know her?"
Xia Yuan couldn't help but grumble inwardly.
Of course he knew.
Many gas in his previous life had this character.
But he didn't know if it was the Demon Blade Princess he imagined.
After all, from the very beginning after coming to this world, he hadn't discovered any character roles that existed in the various dinsional worlds of his previous life.
Only vaguely similar ones.
If Ryon Sukuna could also be drawn out to beco a Contracted Spirit character, and then give him a waist slash, turning him into Two-Point-Five Gojo Satoru...
Xia Yuan shook his head with a smile.
He was overthinking it...
Right now, he was not Gojo Satoru.
He was Xia Yuan, who possessed all of Gojo Satoru's abilities, and even many heaven-defying skills!
Even if Sukuna really ca, he could only say to him, "Sorry, I couldn't make Xia Yuan-sama use his full power!"
Up to this point.
Xia Yuan clearly felt that, apart from him, characters from those dinsional worlds of his previous life had not appeared in this world.
SSRs are very rare and hard to draw, so they don't serve as a reference.
But among those lower-tier Contracted Spirits that are drawn in the largest quantities, there isn't any minor character from the dinsional worlds of his previous life...
Therefore, Xia Yuan beca even more interested in this Demon Blade Princess.
Is the na similar? Is the setting also similar? Or is it a Demon Blade Princess from another parallel world?
He would know after eting her.
Mo Shiyu did a stretching exercise, extending her enchanting and moving figure, "After we get off the plane, Sister Ziyan will co pick us up, she'll show us around the Imperial Capital and let us have a good ti."
"We won't attend the banquet, it's just boring socializing and being scrutinized anyway..."
Her clear, distinct black and white eyes glanced at Xia Yuan, and she muttered, "And you, you troublemaker, we'll just rest well for one night and prepare for tomorrow's national competition!"
Xia Yuan extended a fist from behind her back, pressing against her little face, "Fatty Yu, what do you an I cause trouble? If others don't provoke , how could there be trouble? I'm very reasonable."
Mo Shiyu: "Mmmph mmmph eh oh..."
Xia Yuan: "What are you mumbling about?"
Mo Shiyu forcefully pushed his hand away, turned her face aside, returning to her aloof state, and ignored him.
The plane soon arrived at the Imperial Capital.
Mo Shiyu declined the official arrangents, took Xia Yuan, and left the aviation terminal, searching for Luo Ziyan based on the information on her phone.
She seed to have arrived early and was already waiting for them at the arrivals area.
Sure enough.
Just after exiting the terminal, they saw a huge red banner.
Spanning across the crowd, it created a red bridge.
On it were written several large characters:
"Welco my cutest, most beautiful, most pitiable and lovable little sister Mo Shiyu to the Imperial Capital!!!"
In the center of the red banner, there was also a photo of a little loli with a grain of rice stuck to the corner of her mouth, her face beaming with a smile.
It bore so resemblance to Mo Shiyu.
It was practically her appearance when she was little.
Its sheer scale was eye-catching.
The crowd inside the airport couldn't help but cast various strange looks.
After seeing it, even Xia Yuan was a bit surprised, laughing and teasing:
"Haha, Little Fatty Yu was quite cute..."
"How did she change so completely after growing up!"
The little loli in the photo had a warm, gentle smile, like the warm sun in early winter.
From her smile, you could tell she was very happy.
Even those who saw it would be infected, unable to help but feel happy along with her...
There wasn't the slightest hint of the frosty beauty or the keep-everyone-at-arm's-length aura that Mo Shiyu had now?
Seeing this scene, Mo Shiyu directly transford into a red steam engine.
At that mont, a lively, delicate female voice suddenly rang out from the crowd:
"Oi~~!"
"Little Shiyu!"
"I'm here, co over here, co over here!"
Xia Yuan and Mo Shiyu followed the sound and saw a short figure constantly bouncing up and down among the crowd.
Luo Ziyan had a petite figure, her hair tied in twin tails that bounced up and down with her jumps!
Her appearance was cute and adorable.
In her little mouth, her canine teeth were faintly visible as she waved at them with a brilliant smile.
Beside her, the beautiful and tall Demon Blade Princess, dressed in red flower-patterned clothing, stood quietly.
One stood out like a crane among chickens.
The other was subrged by the crowd, at a loss...
Reviews
All reviews (0)