mythical card maker

Chapter 17: Black and White Impermanence
"In the ninth round, Yu Porridge vs. Jiang Baocheng."

Following the examiner's order, Yu Porridge entered the designated battle field, flipped his palm, and summoned a blue spirit card.

But the contestant standing opposite her only had a green light in his palm.

The next moment, the match started, and the long-haired female ghost in a blue-black robe flew past, stretched out her two bone claws, and charged straight at the skeleton soldier with rotting armor, resolving the battle like a dead man.

Seeing this, Zhou Chuan got up slowly. The sky was blooming and the sun was shining, so he handed his coat to Gao Chun who was also in the waiting area.

"Come on." Gao Chun said softly.

Zhou Chuan nodded slightly, and walked towards the venue, passing Yu Congee just in time, caught the other's inquiring eyes, and said softly, "It's not a big problem."

"The classic trick of pretending to be forceful and slapping your face, don't lose the chain."

Yu Porridge replied in a low voice, and trotted to the waiting area.

Zhou Chuan shook his head, looking at the nine contestants staring at him, he couldn't help showing a smile.

"Are you ready?" He Lengfeng asked.

"no problem."

Everyone answered in unison, looking at Zhou Chuan with a little solemnity, and they were unwilling to be the leader.

"According to President Fu's instructions, since the spirit card made by Zhou Chuan is too high-level, the nine players in the next game can fight together, but correspondingly, Zhou Chuan will also be allowed to use other self-made cards. There is no limit to the type. Do you have any objections?"

He Lengfeng said suddenly.

"If it is said that we won, who should the quota go to?" a contestant asked.

"The one who defeated his spirit card." He Lengfeng was as succinct as ever: "If Zhou Chuan uses two spirit cards, and they are defeated by different people, the association will add an additional promotion quota, allowing the two Both advanced."

"understood."

"Then get ready to start." He Lengfeng retreated out of the combat area, and waved his palm to signal the start of the game.

The next moment, I saw nine green lights rising at the same time, reflecting the entire square like a grassland, so green that it makes one's scalp tingle.

Only Zhou Chuan, who was wearing a majestic bunch of purple awns, survived.

In the waiting area, Gao Chunyuan looked at this scene, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion in a low voice: "Nine strikes one...does President Fu trust Zhou Chuan that much?"

"That's inevitable. When the protagonist starts acting aggressive, the whole world will make way for him."

At this time, a crisp voice sounded from the side, with a little complacency in his tone.

"The protagonist?" Gao Chun turned his head and glanced at Yu Congee. The two of them used to be classmates in elementary school. No matter how good Chuan is, he will not be able to crush these nine players."

After thinking about it, he added, "Even if we win, it won't be overwhelming."

"That's not necessarily the case." Yu Porridge obviously had confidence in Zhou Chuan, with his hands on his hips, he looked like the villain's dog legs in the novel: "Young people, don't jump to conclusions hastily, you will be slapped in the face."

"Oh?" Gao Chun shrugged, noncommittal.

Seeing this, Yu Porridge chuckled, and said silently: "Sure enough, a supporting actor of this level won't give in until the moment he is slapped in the face." Thinking to himself, he couldn't help showing a smile of watching a drama .

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However, after a ray of light bloomed on the field, eleven figures stood on the stage in a confrontational posture.

Under the protection of black and white impermanence, Zhou Chuan silently took out the ghost to hit the wall, held it between his fingers in the palm of his hand, and looked at the nine ghosts opposite him from a distance, his face could not help showing a hint of caution.

To be honest, the confidence in his heart was not as strong as Yu Porridge imagined.

In the final analysis, his advantage lies in the knowledge of ancient China. In terms of mental strength and command skills alone, he is not much better than the nine people on the opposite side.

Not to mention that he also spent a lot of effort in creating [Bai Wuchang] before, and he didn't just wait for work.

If it weren't for the fact that this match was a one-on-one match, rather than a round-to-wheel battle, he really had a chance of losing.

Although the current situation is not very good, at any rate, the winning rate is higher, and the training that can be obtained is more comprehensive.

For him, whose goal is to achieve results in the final, it is a must-go experience.

"Preemptive strike."

The voice of the heart sounded, and the two figures, one black and one white, rushed out in an instant, leaving only a faint firefly summoning banner hanging in front of Zhou Chuan.

See also hanging dead ghosts, water ghosts, red evil ghosts, starving dead ghosts, drunkards... a total of nine ghosts or impact, or concealed kills, or guards, trying to resist the offensive of black and white impermanence in various ways.

The gloomy air swept through the surging air waves, which collided in the air and formed thick black clouds to cover them.

In an environment with extremely low visibility, where the ecstasy chains and mourning sticks passed, ghosts and wolves were howling.

Almost at the moment when the spirit body was stunned by Bai Wuchang, a pitch-black chain locked its figure from behind, and flung it away like a meteor hammer.

Restricted by mental strength, Black and White Wuchang was unable to tear a hole in this wave of ghosts for a while.

But with the development of time, the excellent characteristics of the two gradually emerged, and the opposing camp began to reduce its staff.

One is that the fetter effect of [Impermanence of Life and Death] needs to be triggered from time to time, and you can take away a "dying" card by taking cold shots.

Coupled with Hei Wuchang's trait of [Tianxia Taiping], the unlucky alcoholic will be "cleared out" directly.

If it's just like this, the opposing camp can barely bear it.

But after a long time of fighting, Bai Wuchang may come to the wave of [Make Money at First Sight] at any time to refresh himself and Hei Wuchang.

If it wasn't for Zhou Chuan's own physical constraints, these two could almost form a perfect closed loop, and the state they presented was far better than when Hei Wuchang singled out [Heroic Spirit of Kaishan] before.

But seeing the chains flying, the mourning stick followed, and there were only four ghost spirit cards left in the enemy camp in a short time.

Seeing that the time was right, Zhou Chuan threw out the skill card in his hand when he saw the right moment.

With its strong arm strength, the card draws a swift arc in the air, just like the skills of a card master, rushing straight into the enemy camp, turning into a dark green light and covering the four ghosts.

They were already at a disadvantage, but the moment they were covered, they directly entered a state of rigidity, and they froze in place on the spot.

The eyes full of hostility showed a look of confusion and distress, and no matter how much the four contestants shouted, they did not respond.

At this time, Heiwuchang made a sudden attack, the mourning stick bound by the ecstasy chains whizzed towards him, followed by the curved hook and claw, and the black edge flashed across the four ghosts in an instant.

It was like a castle built of sand on the beach had been kicked hard by a bear child. The ethereal spirit body suddenly dispersed, and the yin energy escaped to all directions, and it was re-formed into four pieces under the pull of the soul-calling banner. Link card fell.

The battle is over.

"Zhou Chuan wins."

(End of this chapter)