Mythology card making

Chapter 24 Zhenjun VS Kenshin, give me a pillow when you feel sleepy

Zhuge Yi also used the Daughter of the Sea to modify the initial summoning card.

It's not the Mecha Gundam that Luofu imagined.

She was a tall girl wearing the same black robe as Xiao Yan and a smart outfit underneath. Her delicate face was slightly blackened by the poisonous sun.

Nearly 1.8 meters tall, with a slightly exaggerated [-]-inch height, she could press the simple brown-red and narrow sword box in front of her flatly.

When the wind blows, the hem of the black robe rises slightly, giving him the image of a sword god guarding an empty city alone.

"You have to go to Shanhai Hunting Ground to collect puzzle pieces tomorrow afternoon, right?"

"The way I see it, let's not engage in any big fights. Each of us will use a 'big move' once, and just treat it as a warm-up before the game."

"Let's compete with all our strength and wait until the remake match is over."

Luofu raised his wrist, looked at his watch, and said.

"no problem."

Zhuge Yi is not that warlike person.

She just wanted to see the strength of Luofu's cards. It could save some effort, so why not?
So, the two slackers each found their own positions.

The sparring begins.

Even though he had seen him several times in the past two days, Zhuge Yi was still slightly distracted when Zhenjun appeared again.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but she always felt that Brother Fu, the Kaling, had a strange and eccentric temperament.

The word "temperament" seems inappropriate.

It was more like the suppressive power of the blood of tigers, leopards and jackals on cats and dogs.

It's as bright as the sun, making it hard to look at.

Facing such a powerful enemy, Zhuge Yi did not dare to be careless at all.

She couldn't help but took a deep breath.

——The other party just stood there, and she felt that she would definitely lose.

"Brother Fu..."

Through the drizzle, Zhuge Yi carefully looked at his old classmates who were standing opposite him, and slowly exhaled a white breath.

Then, hold your breath and concentrate, run your heart and mind like a sports car engine crazily, and strike with all your strength!
Characteristics [Sword Maker], [Sword Demon], skills [Sword Box Square Shield], [Atami Sword Rain] are activated at the same time!
[Daughter of the Sea·Sword Heart] folded her hands and smashed the sword box.

The next moment, the sword box vibrated and buzzed.

The sound of swords being unsheathed slowly flowed in the community square.

The swords and famous knives placed in the wooden box are like wild beasts and dragons that have been given life. They wake up at this moment and explode together.

Finally, the sword case popped open, the bronze gears rotated, and the bright silver parts flicked, creating an indescribable mechanical beauty.

The dozen or so sharp swords of different shapes slowly spread out like gorgeous peacock tail feathers.

Then, it shot out!

It's like a tracking missile trailing flames, and like a prehistoric white shark charging towards it smelling blood.

Flying fireballs, locked in cold light.

There was another crisp sound of the riveting mechanism, and the sword box bounced open again, scattering into six square shields.

East, south, northwest, heaven and earth.

Like a steel dice, the girl's sword is locked inside, making it impenetrable to needles.

Both offensive and defensive.

Simple and practical tactics.

"True Monarch."

Luofu called out softly.

It means attention.

The true king nodded in response.

Then, the three-pointed knife suddenly swung out.

The monstrous sea currents and the rain of swords collided with each other!
The true king steps on the sword and flies through the sky with the rain flowing down.

Zheng He's treasure ship, as majestic as a mountain, conquered the world.

Countless swords were cut off, and a large amount of water fell to the ground.

The traces of Qi Hongyun's battle with the three people slowly dissipated.Obviously, Zhenjun didn't want his and others' whims to cause trouble to the cleaning staff.

Benevolence and righteousness appear in understatement.

The glory of the Chinese gods shines in the blue.

The deep black water soaking the community gathered, followed the traces of the three-pointed knife, and turned into a black dragon in the vast sea, crashing into the "Steel Dice".

The slightly corrosive black water "chichi" seeped in and quickly paralyzed the gears.

In the blink of an eye, the mechanism disintegrates.

After being purified by the ax light, the large black water gurgled into the sewer.

The spotless True Lord and the slightly embarrassed Kenshin looked at each other...

The battle is over.

Zhuge Yi recalled Kaling without saying a word, with a complicated look in his eyes: "Brother Fu, you are really good at hiding."

"Ten years to sharpen a sword." Luofu's answer was very brief.

"A sword made of iron from the earthly world should be broken after ten years of hard beating." Zhuge Yi couldn't help but complain.

Luofu laughed silently and waved his hand in front of Dong Niannian's eyes: "Hey, I've come to my senses."

"Ah." Dong Niannian looked like he was just waking up from a big dream, and the surprise in his eyes had not faded, "Brother Fu, you hid it quite deeply."

Similar words to Zhuge Yi.

"'Theory, simulation and practice are not the same thing', didn't you say the same thing yourself?"

"But……"

"Stop it, it's time to go back to eat, my family is urging me."

"……All right."

Back home, the three of them made a tacit agreement not to mention what had just happened.

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The day goes by quickly.

Monday, May 6.

The endless sky is still covered with dark gray and thick clouds.

The fine drizzle sprinkles on the earth, slowly washing away the filth left by the evil spirits patrolling.

After sending away several classmates who had stayed overnight for the past two days, Luofu followed the simple routine taught by Zhenjun and stretched his body.

Gather your strength to blow out your breath, put your feet down and punch out.

A set of passer-by boxing techniques that are almost as difficult as those in "Youth Dance", but Luo Fu, whose body has been strengthened, makes him very popular.

It has to be said that he quite enjoys the comfort of this strong body operating like a machine.

"If you have the opportunity in the future, you must create more skill cards to strengthen yourself."

"Reality is not a turn-based game. You hit me, and I hit you. It's as polite as playing house."

"In a real game, taking over the board and spreading lime like Qi Hongyun did is already a relatively minor level."

"After all, this is a competition between classmates. No matter how cunning the method is, it is impossible to directly hurt someone."

"But on the real battlefield, there will definitely be people who don't follow martial ethics and choose to bypass the True Lord and attack me directly."

"I don't get much feedback. Just a small skill is enough for me, Lord Yama and Black and White to play mahjong together at a table."

"'You must be able to run even if you can't fight'. After the initial completion of the tactical system, the skill card creation will be based on this goal."

Luofu sat at the dining table and wrote this sentence down in a small notebook.

Just listen to Lao Luo saying to Yang Yao: "I'm going to work right away. You and your son will have lunch..."

"Dad, let me go with you." Luofu put away his notebook and simply explained: "I have some career planning issues and I would like to consult President Zhang."

"Uncle Zhang? He doesn't know how to make cards. Why are you looking for him?" Lao Luo changed his shoes and reached for his coat: "I'll take you to see Vice President Sun of our city's Card Makers Association."

"Do you have connections with the Card Creators Association? That's great, my dad." Luofu gave a thumbs up and stood at the door to change his shoes.

"It's a relationship we only have recently." Lao Luo explained while waiting for him, "The people from the Card Creators Association hope to buy first-hand demon materials from us 'nails', so they 'condescend' , take the initiative to establish contact with us.”

"But you are still polite to me..." Lao Luo grinned, unable to hide his pride: "After all, I have a son who is a card maker."

Luofu couldn't help but smile, and Lao Luo continued:
"Those 'card-making masters' whose nostrils are higher than their eyes have pretty good eyesight. They are particularly fond of you. They even called me yesterday and asked me to take you there. They said they had found a tutor for you."

"teacher?"

(End of this chapter)