Chapter 487: Qiao Mu Private High School

"The God of Reversal is running low on life now, Bai Liu is now going to ride the wave!" The host excitedly raised his microphone and shouted, "Is he going to pull off a feat and clear the top ranked team out of the game all at once?!"

"But unfortunately, that shouldn't be possible."

The presenter changed his tone, as if he felt sorry for Bai Liu, but with an obvious smile in his voice: "Bai Liu himself should be the next one to be removed from the competition."

"The Inquisitor of the Gods is currently at fifteen life points, and our Bai Liu, please rewind the staff to bring our attention to the Bai Liu life points at the bottom right of the big screen -"

" - everyone noticed, there's only three more."

The buzz of cheers for Bai Liu cooled off as many people seemed to understand what was coming next and sat back in disbelief.

One spectator cut in disdain and said, "I thought it was awesome, it was only a short three for four and ended in a four for four draw."

"Leaving a roaming player on the field at the end and still losing?"

"This tactician has been playing this kind of pretentious tactics since he was a rookie, how come he's still playing in the playoffs." One viewer rolled his eyes, "I've been annoyed with him since he was a rookie, how come he's still alive? How come he's not dead yet? And he made it to the challenge?"

"I don't want to see this kind of player in the playoffs, it's no fun, it's making me less inclined to bet."

Daniel, who was sitting in the first row with his hands on the railing, twitched his ears, his eyes narrowed and he raised his hand to pull out his gun.

Cen Buming, as if anticipating Daniel's move to pull out his gun, raised his hand and held Daniel by the back of the neck, saying coldly, "This is a playoff game, so if you don't want to be booked for an infraction, get a grip on yourself for a while."

"Tsk." Daniel tsked very softly as he twirled the sniper rifle he had pulled out with a bored look in his eyes, "Can't I even kill a spectator when we make the playoffs?"

"You can kill." Cen Buming looked indifferent, "It's just that if you do, you'll get a demerit and you'll never see your godfather face to face on the field again, you'll just have to look up at him like this through the TV screen forever."

Daniel paused for a moment as he spun his gun and put it back, cupping his face in one hand as he looked at Bai Liu on the big screen, his apple green eyes shining with a strange light, the corners of his mouth curiously turned up, "President, how do you think the Godfather will judge me when he sees me now?"

Cen Buming's eyes sweep subtly from the somewhat on the small side of the tie Daniel casually wears around his neck, the damp ringlets of hair on his index and middle fingers, and the bandages wrapped around his sniper rifle.

--All three items were bought after Daniel had just held a gun to the heads of three spectators who had grabbed Bai Liu's personal belongings, smiling and exchanging "friendly" words.

Daniel asked again, with a look of anticipation, even a little naivety, "What kind of godson do you think my godfather would think I am?"

Cen Buming expressionlessly withdrew his hand from the back of Daniel's neck and wiped his palm, which had just touched Bai Liu's tie, with a piece of paper, and said silently in his mind.

--Perverted godson.

The moderator began to analyze the situation: "It looks like Bai Liu has the advantage, but he only has three life points, and the Reverse God is notorious for his high protection and ability to survive.

"In this scenario, whenever Against the Gods attacked, Bai Liu would be cleared out of the game first, meaning four players on both sides would be cleared out of the game, or four for four."

"But!" The presenter snapped, pulling his voice up for emphasis, "The Wandering Circus side would be without a tactician!"

"A match without a tactician is pretty much a foregone conclusion, and even if the Mu Sicheng left on the field currently has 87 life points, seven or eight times that of the Inverse God, it's still useless."

"Inverse God is quite strong in both the main game and and against, he is a very exceptional tactician and, at the same time, a very exceptional game decoder, I personally don't think Mu Sicheng would have much of an advantage against him even if Inverse God, who has only a little bit of life, was on the field."

"Because the reverse god's intelligence value is known to us all-"

The host waved his hand and pointed to the Lu Yizhan panel on the big screen that had been pulled out and enlarged as if it were his own, tilting his head with pride and reserve to introduce it, "- it's the highest 96 points in the game."

"This silly host must have placed a bet on the Reverse God, a betting man for the Reverse God, and is now leading the audience to bet on the Reverse God." Liu Jiayi calmly commented on the host, then looked at Bai Liu who was confronting Lu Yizhan on the big screen with a gloomy expression, "But he has a point in his analysis, it's troublesome to clear Lu Yizhan in a short time."

"And ......"

Liu Jiayi looked at the life level next to Bai Liu's system panel and pursed her lower lip.

"If Lu Yizhan is determined to clear Bai Liu, he won't be able to stop him, my skill panel is here in Bai Liu before the CD reset out of the antidote he gave Mu Sicheng, now he Bai Liu also He can't regain his lifesteal."

"Bai Liu is now very easy indeed to clear out by Lu Yizhan."

Wang Shun's hands and feet were cold with nerves and he asked urgently, "How could there be only three points? Bai Liu doesn't seem to be hurt, does he? Then why didn't the chairman give himself the antidote?"

If Bai Liu is cleared, as this host says, what's the point of having God Mu as the only monkey left on the field!

I'm not even sure I can win the mainline exams against the gods!

"Because Bai Liu is gambling." Muke looked at the big screen with the wrong eyes, "If he hadn't given the antidote to Mu Sicheng, Mu Sicheng would have been cleared by Liao Ke, who was standing by, in one go. So at least two of our players must be on the field."

"So Bai Liu is betting that he can save Mu Sicheng with those three life points."

" Bai Liu's only chance of winning the bet is with Lu Yizhan." Tang Erda took a deep breath as he stared intently at the big screen, " Lu Yizhan couldn't see Bai Liu's panel, he didn't know that Bai Liu only had three life points left."

"It's up to Lu Yizhan to realise that this Bai Liu in front of him only has three life points and he can clear it with one slash."

"If it is perceived ......"

Tang Erda's right hand is slowly squeezed into a fist.

What follows is a psychological battle between Bai Liu and Lu Yizhan.

But these two have been friends for ten years and know each other so well, how can Bai Liu fool Lu Yizhan?

"It's moving!" The host screamed again, " Bai Liu didn't care that he only had three life points, he walked straight towards the Judgement of the Adversary God!"

"Let us see how the Inquisitors against God will respond?"

Wang Shun had another of those nervous-to-puke breakdowns and looked away from the big screen.

His heart was beating wildly, a bitter smile on his face and a deep feeling that he should have a motion sickness bag for the next Bai Liu game.

Bai Liu This guy, with only three life points like this, can still take the initiative when facing the game's number one tactician in a gamble of success or failure.

It's obviously just a bluff and an empty city, making it look like you're really going to kill each other ......

Should I say that this is a dark horse that Charles, the gambler, has taken a shine to?

Bai Liu has always been a man who bets wildly and calmly when the odds are against him.

"The judge against the gods has moved! He raises his heavy sword!!!" The moderator shouted, his face roaring red, "Does it mean that this match is going to be made or broken at this moment?!"

Halfway through the host's roar, his eyes were bulging with emotion and he was about to shout out [The Reverse God has killed Bai Liu with his sword! The impassioned commentary was interrupted by a sudden explosion on the big screen.

He watched in amazement as a girl suddenly appeared from nowhere on the big screen. This girl swept the whole room with a clean sweep, flung the pockets in her hands to the side, her eyes blazed, and without any hesitation at all, she backed up and ran twice, and kicked up, directly and viciously, to the waist of the Reverse God who was concentrating on drawing his heavy sword.

The Reverse God was caught off guard and kicked hard, a crisp fracture sounded from his waist, he screamed in agony and rolled straight to the side to the grass with his heavy sword, dying and stretching out his hand, bracing himself to get up.

The host was like a goose in a chokehold, a dry, stunned odd cry escaping his throat, "Shit, who's this NPC?!"

On the big screen.

Bai Liu, covered in bruises, watched expressionlessly as Fang Dian grabbed Lu Yizhan by the back of his collar and lifted him up, turning to walk away.

"Still want to run? Stay down." Fang Dian crossed her arms and swept her eyes over the heads of the two men with a cold stern look, "Hands behind your back."

Bai Liu and Lu Yizhan paused for a moment, familiarly both crouched down with their heads down and their hands behind their heads as Fang Dian had requested.

-- exactly the pose of two prisoners arrested on the spot.

Mu Sicheng was completely dumbfounded, looking at Fang Dian in a dazed trance, as if he were looking at the Buddha who could subdue the Great Sage of Qi who was causing all the trouble in Heaven.

Fang Dian seems to be aware of the presence of a third person and gives Mu Sicheng a sideways, critical glance from top to bottom, her eyes narrowing thoughtfully.

Mu Sicheng was so frightened by the look that seemed to bury him in the dirt that he subconsciously crouched down with his head in the same position as Lu Yizhan and Bai Liu.

Mu Sicheng who realised he was behaving a bit strangely only after squatting: "......"

But Fang Dian didn't mind Mu Sicheng, instead she smiled with her teeth when she saw him in this position, turned her head and waved her hand with her back to Mu Sicheng: "If you're passing by, go ahead, class, I'll clean up first."

Mu Sicheng swallowed coldly at the back of his neck as he looked in horror at the two [portals], Lu Yizhan and Bai Liu, who were crouched on the ground, not saying a word and about to be cleared.

...... can use words like clear and clean house for these two sick level tacticians ......

What a horrible woman.

Fang Dian also squatted down, stretched out his finger and poked Bai Liu and Lu Yizhan on the head, sneering, "Good, one or two of them know how to use me."

"First you, Lu Yizhan." Fang Dian's eyes narrowed, "I mean, you've never been nervous in all the times you've given a speech on stage, so why are you suddenly saying you're nervous this time and begging me to go buy you some niche brand of cheap energy drink outside the school to drink to ease your nerves that you can't get at the kiosk at school."

"So it's just to get away from me and Bai Liu to fight."

Fang Dian's trailing voice was so long that Lu Yizhan's shoulders shook as he heard it, and his head bowed even deeper as he whispered a sincere admission of his mistake: "...... I'm sorry."

Bai Liu fanned the flames without moving, " Lu Yizhan dares to instruct you to run errands, how scary."

"You have the nerve to give me the eye." Fang Dian was speechless and amused as she looked at Bai Liu, "How good are you? After beating up Mr. Lu, you deliberately brought me back as your backup to take it out on you, right?"

"Every time you lose a game to Mr. Lu, you come to me and ask me to beat Mr. Lu to get you back, so that Mr. Lu is afraid to beat you."

"It's eighteen, can you afford to lose a bit, Bai Liu ?"

Bai Liu's eyes wandered: "It's normal that I can't afford to lose when someone can give me a hard time all the time, right?"

Fang Dian nudged Bai Liu's brow and she sighed, but with a bright smile on her face, "You, you, when will you grow up?"