MTL - I Like This Dream!-v2 Chapter 33

An Xu was not happy.

That bit of depression hasn't developed into a strong negative emotion, it's just not "happy." Chris and Esther ran to pursue their ideals, and wondered if they would see the same person next time they met; Teacher Nancy looked several years older when she was not smiling, with layers of wrinkles on her face, hiding An Xu Stories and emotions that you don't understand and don't want to explore.

After such a long time, two-thirds of the people I have known and liked have disappeared. An Xu lacked interest for a while, so he had to go back to his room and sink into meditation.

Speaking of which, this dream is really long, An Xu thought, probably because I didn't wake up. Maybe every dream is long and complete, and it will be fragmented after waking up. This idea drifted past casually without leaving a trace.

After being a supernatural being for several years, An Xu's mastery of his own soul finally no longer relies on instinct like a wild animal. In the way she is more accustomed to speaking, the "earth" of the inner world is the sea of ​​spirit, and the sea water is the energy that can be used. Only when enough energy is saved can one explore the sky. The golden thread in the night sky is a supernatural power. There is an invisible barrier outside the night sky, just like the atmosphere of the earth, dividing the sky into the accessible "night sky" full of golden threads and the "universe" full of danger and attraction.

The tide of the sea of ​​spirits became smaller and smaller, not because he lacked strength, but because he almost had no room to move. As if the bottle full of water couldn't shake out, this was not the first time An Xu felt that kind of mental cramped feeling. As for the ability, the scattered golden threads became very few, and most of them were entangled into the moon in the center of the night sky. The void outside the moon became more empty and barren, making her breathless, yearning for the space outside the protective cover every day.

The invisible shackles can be broken, she is so determined for some reason, maybe with the weight of a straw, it will shatter.

An Xu failed to stay in the room safely and break through, and someone knocked on her door again. The person who came was a strange senior student, and asked An Xu to go to the square.

"The Holy Basha Contest is over, Your Excellency the Favored One." She said, "According to the tradition, you should come forward."

During the Saint Basha Competition, An Xu searched in his head and remembered this matter. She didn't want to sell "traditional" face, but this time she remembered Esther's mention of the competition, and felt that it was necessary to take a look.

Will Esther go to watch the battle? Watching the battle might be a bit of a stretch, but at the final championship award ceremony, the entire academy will participate. An Xu asked casually, "What's the champion's name?"

"Lance. Sullivan."

"Oh." An Xu nodded.

Her impression of Lance is the same as that of a fly. It's a bit annoying to see, and she won't think about it if she doesn't look at it. In the past two years, the other party has not bothered her with his tail between his legs, so An Xu never thought about him. Hearing that Lance had won the championship at this time, I felt the same as what she said, one word, oh. Otherwise, if the fly eats **** happily, why not envy him?

After two years, Anna the God-favored. Sullivan once again appeared in front of the entire academy, wearing a plain black robe, standing among the teachers as if he stood out...well, perhaps intuitively speaking based on his height, he stood out from the crowd. The girl had a calm expression on her face, and many junior students who had never seen her before thought that she really deserves to be the demeanor of a divinely favored person.

Anxu scanned the crowd, but unexpectedly did not find Esther. She saw Lance, the cuffs of the black robe had a few more lines, and the red cloth was wrapped around his waist. When he was old, he was still a well-dressed beast. Ms. Yan Kong looked at his face casually, thinking to herself, if her intentions are not right, it will be reflected on his face, not as good-looking as my Chris. :D Sensing someone's gaze, Lance looked up. His gaze met An Xu, and he quickly lowered his head, not meeting her gaze.

Paul, the dean of the college, gave a routine speech, which was not much different from the principal's speech at the end of the sports meeting. The students below were more obedient and obedient than any students An Xu had ever met, and each of them could act as a choir, and they sang hymns in unison after the headmaster's words came to an end. Anxu exchanged the Sutra of Pity for the Beggar two years ago in exchange for the right not to be questioned if he does not cooperate on any occasion ("There must be some truth that we don't know if the favored of the gods don't sing!"), waiting boredly for everything Over, let's see what reward Lance got.

"The winner, Lance. Sullivan, please come forward!"

Finally, the awards began.

"You performed well in the week-long St. Basha Competition, and God must have seen your piety. Here, you will be awarded the name of 'God-bestowed Ice Lance', and you will be blessed with Golden Saint Solo..."

An Xu watched Lance kneel down to receive the blessing, his expression became strange. The holy rope, the priests tie their robes around their waists, also means that people should always be alert and pray frequently. In other words, a belt. The winning prize is a gold belt? God-given pancakes, boxing champion Lance hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

"...God-blessed Lance, who is the mentor you have chosen? Please report the name of the mentor."

"I only ask God's favor to give me guidance." Lance said humbly, "Anna, Your Excellency Sullivan."

An Xu was still holding back his laughter, but he was called out suddenly. Is this for her to go up to present awards? speak? She didn't know why Lance named her to make himself unhappy.

"Are you sure?" The dean showed a surprised expression, "Your Excellency is in a special situation..."

"Yes, I have nothing else to ask for." Lance replied, "Your Majesty, God's Blessed One, is cared for by God, and he is different from us. Even if I can only get superficial, my heart will rejoice to be close to God."

"This...Your Excellency, God's Favored One, do you see it?"

The dean turned to look at An Xu, An Xu was a little puzzled, but he didn't think he had anything to be afraid of. The soldiers came to cover her with water and soil, and when she came back to the square or was publicly executed, the guy who dared to wave a whip at her at that time did not know where he was practicing now. She nodded, walked up to the high platform, stopped at the place where she had been tied up, and exchanged glances with Lance who was peeking at her. There was an obscure light in Lance's eyes.

The other people on the stage retreated, and the four ascetic monks standing at the four corners of the high stage hummed and gestured. The surrounding air seemed to twist for a moment, and the sound of the wind stopped. An Xu looked around and could see someone moving his mouth, but he couldn't hear the other party's voice.

"This enchantment can isolate the sound and abilities from inside and outside, and at the same time protect the contestants." Lance said, "If you have come to watch a San Basha competition, you should know this."

He still had a joyful and pious expression on his face, but the content and tone of his words were not so polite. An Xu glanced at him and said, "You are good at acting."

"You haven't watched a game, so I'm afraid you're not interested in learning about the rewards of the winners. The winners can choose a senior to guide them. Although you are a waste wearing the God's Punishment Chain, the name of the God's Favored Big enough to be counted among the seniors." Lance's lips moved very little and at a very fast speed, just like the priests when they chanted scriptures, and they couldn't even read their lips. "For the next half an hour, the enchantment will not be opened. The enchantment will only protect the life of the contestants, as for whether the body is disabled or the brain is intact, it is not within the scope of protection."

Lance raised his head, his smile was distorted because of the sinister eyes, and he said, "Then I will ask you, Your Excellency the God's Favored One, to advise you."

An Xu saw ice spears rising in the air, and the tips of the spears shone cold and sharp in the sun. Lance bowed down to salute her, made an expression of gratitude and admiration, waved his hand, and stabbed Anxu with the ice spear.

The first one rubbed against An Xu's feet and shattered. The shattered ice crystals were like broken glass, drawing a bloodstain on the back of An Xu's hand. Her intuition sounded the alarm, and she rolled to the side on the spot, and the second ice spear had already smashed to the place where she had just stood. The divinely favored man dodged the next two in embarrassment, was pierced through his robe by the fifth ice spear, and fell to the ground. Anxu went to pull out the spear, but found that it was hard and heavy, and it was not something that could be broken and removed at once.

In other words, the hardness of Lance's condensed ice spears is actually different. The first few spears will explode on the ground. It's not that Anxu managed to evade, but that Lance didn't want to shoot. This person is like a cat playing with a mouse, enjoying the process of being forced to chase An Xu.

An Xu looked at the ground, picked up a few pieces of crushed ice, and threw them at Lance. The farthest piece only reached Lance's feet, his cloth shoes stepped on the ice, and the corner of his mouth twitched mockingly, turning into worry.

"Are you alright?" Lance said anxiously, "Have you realized the gap between us, Miss False Goddess who deceives the world?"

New ice crystals form in the air.

An Xu didn't speak, and simply tore off the hem of the robe, lifted the rest and tied it around his waist. Thank you for the lack of summer weather here, and thank you for the long johns delivered under the robe.

Lance changed his expression when she bowed his head, as if he had received some permission, and solemnly saluted again. This time the ice crystals condensed into tiny ice flakes with sharp edges, like lancets. The lancet pointed at An Xu, and she felt a gust of cold wind blowing towards her face, she had no time to dodge, so she could only raise her arms to resist.

There was a very subtle sound, like a slap on the roof, causing large pieces of ice to fall into the snow. Her left arm was numb for a while, and it fell limply. The cuff had become tattered and darker in color. It didn't take long for An Xu's hand to hang down, and blood dripped down his fingers to the ground. She rolled up her cuffs, and saw densely packed small wounds, the color of the edges of the wounds turned purple, and she didn't know whether the numbness was cut through the meridian or frozen.

"Left hand," Lance said.

Before An Xu could make any move, a gust of icy rain shot down and covered her left leg. An Xu felt his left leg go limp, lost his balance, and fell straight to the left. Her injured left hand failed to support the ground, and she rolled awkwardly on the ground, half of her body was soaked in water from the ice.

"Left leg," Lance said.

An Xu didn't look at him, but only looked at the ground. The ice-type supernatural being produced so many ice cubes like a show, but the price is that the ice cubes melt very quickly-this is not a shortcoming. Lance even used the large amount of heat absorbed by the melting ice to create a freezing effect. But it is inevitable that there are many puddles on the not-so-wide high platform, and under Anxu's intentional throw just now, there is a wet road from her hands to the soles of Lance's feet.

Does ice conduct electricity?

Pure water and pure ice made by supernatural beings do not conduct electricity, but when they melt and merge with the ground that is not clean enough for the experimental environment, it is no longer pure water, but a solution.

A solution is a conductor.

An Xu's palm dipped into the water.