Peach and plum spring breeze, not as good as your glance back.
Ding! [Congratulations to the host for obtaining an additional reward: Peach Blossom Spring Breeze!]
Looking at the new skill rewarded by the system, Zhao Huaizhen's face twitched.
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Bronze
The user must shout out gently,""Peach and plum spring breeze, not as good as your glance back"
After using the effect, stamina, mana, and spirit will gradually recover
It means that I've been wandering in the mortal world for hundreds of millions of years, not becoming an immortal, just to see you smile back in the mortal world.
It was another skill from the Death Form.
Zhao Huaizhen felt tired.
Zhao Huaizhen could not help but fantasize about a burly horse bandit.
He was exhausted.
He shouted affectionately at the horse bandit,"Peach and plum spring breeze, not as good as your glance."
Zhao Huaizhen felt that this had become a stain on his life.
The social death system lived up to its reputation.
That was why he wanted to go on missions with women in the future!
No one could stop him!
Ah Li's expression was a little strange.
The peach blossoms shone brightly. Ah Li remembered that this was indeed a poem written by Zhao Huaizhen.
However, why could he hear it? Could it be that this was Zhao Huaizhen's inner voice?
What this life, next life, don't remember me anymore.
It sounded as if she had a lot of stories with him. It sounded so sad that she could empathize with him.
Could it be that Zhao Huaizhen had used some sort of trick?
But why did he do that?
"Let's go, let's go! Quickly go and discuss the next battle plan. Don't be lovey-dovey with the enemy!”
Yun Ying tiptoed and tugged at Zhao Huaizhen's collar.
He dragged Zhao Huaizhen away.
When Gongsun Li heard Yun Ying's words, her pretty face flushed red.
He waved his hands in a panic and explained,"Who..." Who... Who's flirting with him?"
Pei Qinhu looked at Zhao Huaizhen with jealousy.
He waved his fist the size of a sandbag." You brat, don't get caught by me! Otherwise, I'll show you what the first punch that shocked Chang 'an is!”
Obviously, Zhao Huaizhen didn't hear him.
Pei Qinhu, on the other hand, was hopping mad.
In Legend Cloud Fire's lounge.
Yun Ying gave Zhao Huaizhen an analysis of the upcoming matches.
"Pitch-pot! It was the next match. According to previous matches, he only needed to throw the arrow into the pot.
Yuan Fang threw darts, so he could at least get second place in pitch-pot.”
Yun Ying looked at Li Yuanfang seriously and nodded.
In the guest room, there was also a pitch-pot.
After arranging the pitch-pot.
Li Yuan Fang held the arrow and was eager to try!
"Hey!"
Li Yuan Fang threw a pitch-pot.
Then, a bang sounded.
Zhao Huaizhen saw the tail of the arrow tremble continuously, creating a series of afterimages.
The arrow accurately stabbed into the pitch-pot.
Yun Ying's eyes flashed with a red light. The red light flickered as she stared at Li Yuanfang with her soul-stirring eyes.
Li Yuan Fang felt like a deer being stared at by a hunter.
Cold sweat dripped down his face like rain.
"That... That... Dart and pitch-pot seem to be a little different."
Li Yuan Fang hurriedly explained.
However, Yun Ying obviously didn't want to hear his explanation.
Both hands were pulling Li Yuanfang's face.
" Little Fangfang, do you still remember what you told me back then?"
Surprise! Surprise!
Li Yuanfang tried a few more times, and indeed, it still did not work!
Yun Ying also tried a few times. Out of five times, she could throw in about three times.
Zhao Huaizhen also tried.
He couldn't use too much strength, or he would bounce out of the corner of the pot. He couldn't be too light either, or there wouldn't be enough distance.
As expected, he could not adapt to this kind of aristocratic sport at all.
If he was allowed to pierce through this pot.
Zhao Huaizhen felt that he could do it.
"The martial arts tournament pitch-pot competition is about to begin. Let us welcome the contestants!”
The synchronization mechanism, Golden Rooster, was shouting at the top of his lungs.
The music also started playing.
Team Lafu from Japan sent out Nakolulu, Tachibana Ukyo, and Fire Dance.
The other teams were still the same.
When Nakolulu threw the pot, a mamaha screeched and fell from the sky.
Then, he grabbed the arrow with one claw and threw it into the pot.
The audience was stunned.
"Foul! This Japanese! Where's the referee?"
"Black Whistle! Report this referee for inaction! This Japanese person has broken the rules!"
And the judges did not appear at this time, which meant that it was in line with the rules!
However, when Nakolulu threw the third arrow, the pitch-pot bottle began to move!
In the end, Nakolulu only managed to shoot two arrows.
It couldn't be helped. That Mamahaha was too dumb.
After throwing it in, the kettle was moving and could not be thrown in at all!
In the end, the entire Lafu team threw in eight arrows.
Then, it was Zhao Huaizhen's turn.
Yun Ying took aim very seriously, but in the end, she only threw three arrows in.
Li Yuan Fang threw in three arrows.
Zhao Huaizhen threw in three arrows.
A total of nine arrows were thrown in!
"Oh! Legend Cloud Fire threw a total of nine arrows. This time, his ranking is still far ahead. I wonder if he can create a legend for us!”
On the broadcasting platform.
The host in charge of the synchronized broadcast shouted excitedly.
The audience also stared at Zhao Huaizhen and the others with burning eyes, anticipating the Legend of Cloud Fire to create another legend!
It was Team Red Leaf's turn.
The first to go on stage was Pei Qinghu. In his human form, he walked to the pitch-pot position.
He raised his hands high and enjoyed the cheers from the audience.
Then, he made his move!
Hit!
Hit!
He missed!
.....
A total of two arrows were thrown in, and the cheers of the audience turned into sighs.
Ah Li only threw three arrows when he went up. When the pitch-pot began to move, he did not throw a single arrow.
At this moment.
Yun Ying's eyes were burning!
Because she felt that she might be able to win the championship this time!
However, she was disappointed.
It was Yi Xing's turn.
Yi Xing opened up the Heaven Origin Chessboard.
"Use heaven and earth as a chessboard. Unfold, my chessboard!”
Everything within his chessboard was under his control.
Everyone saw that the arrow seemed to be unaffected by gravity.
It slowly floated up and entered the pot.
The entire place was silent.
This was too shameless!
Even though the target was moving, it didn't affect Yi Xing's control at all.
Then, Yi Xing achieved the record of all five arrows hitting the target!
Yun Ying was a little dejected when she saw this result because she only got second place this time.
Zhao Huaizhen patted Yun Ying's head.
"It's okay, it's okay. We can still win the next competition.”
Humph! This kind of leisurely exercise is not suitable for This King at all! There's no way This King will lose the remaining few matches. This King will bet on This King's title as the Lord of Hell!
Yun Ying heard Zhao Huaizhen's thoughts.
He was a little touched.
Hui Mou's smile was like a spring breeze, causing Zhao Huaizhen to be stunned.
Ding! [Congratulations to the host for obtaining an additional reward: Domineering 3]
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