Chapter Eighteen?
Lou Wuchen's hair was a mess... It might not be right to say that. His hair itself was already a mess after not sleeping all night, and the chaotic thoughts in his head made him almost crazy.
How to do how to do!
The spiritual energy has been drained, and today’s share has been used up after midnight——
——It’s just that the spiritual energy is gone. At worst, he grits his teeth and fights hand-to-hand... Because of some things in the past, Lou Wuchen still has some confidence in hand-to-hand fighting.
The problem is - I don't know whether it's because of staying up all night or because of what happened just now... or maybe it's a combination of both, but my physical strength seems to have been drained, and now even my steps are shaky!
And fight a ghost!
Lou Wuchen swayed to the door and slapped his head as if he suddenly remembered something: Yesterday's chamber pot hasn't been poured out yet! He turned around and looked back as a habit, but stopped halfway - where was he at this time?
You can still take care of this! Let’s talk about it when we get back!
In such a sudden turn and stop, two small, slender objects flew out of Lou Wuchen's pocket and fell in front of the planned bathroom in the cave.
Lou Wuchen walked closer, endured the intermittent dizziness in his mind and bent down to pick up the things that fell to the ground.
Those are the things Master Zhang gave him yesterday, the borrowing rights to the second floor of Tianyi Building and the single-use right to the first floor of Shengong Building.
Lou Wuchen smiled bitterly in his heart. Thanks to Master Zhang's hard preparation, it was wasted before it was used... I guess he couldn't win today's game even if he stepped on shit...
……Well?
Lou Wuchen half-bowed and froze in front of the bathroom door, holding the permission to use Shengong Building.
A bolt of lightning flashed through Chaos' mind. Lou Wuchen vaguely felt that he had caught something.
A strange idea gradually took shape.
How about... try it?
Lou Wuchen murmured to himself and tightened his grip on the Shengong Building Pass in his hand.
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The first floor of Shengong Building.
Sometimes, people often come up with some ideas that others, or even themselves, may think are crazy and incomprehensible in hindsight - but in their own eyes at that moment, they are extremely reasonable and feasible perfect solutions.
Perhaps, this is what is called losing one's mind.
Unfortunately, Lou Wuchen is probably in this state at this time...
Shengong Building, as the name suggests, is used to help build things that are difficult to complete by one's own strength. In Lou Wuchen's view, it feels a bit like 3D printing - as long as you provide good raw materials and use your spiritual thoughts to carve out the structure
With the pictures, we can create the appliance you want.
Moreover, obtaining permissions is much simpler. As long as you complete some inexplicable tasks, you can get a chance to use it. Lou Wuchen has used it many times - this is how those strange kitchen utensils and sanitary ware come from.
Yesterday, when I had this chance to use it, I was originally going to make a small weapon - of course, magic weapons would definitely not work. The first level could not make magic weapons and we did not have the materials, and the use of magic weapons was not allowed in the competition - but now it is
Just in time, just see if the finished thing can have the effect you expected...
It's all up to you!
Lou Wuchen took a deep breath and sank his spiritual thoughts into the casting pool.
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"Master Zhang, it's time. The 64 people in the semi-finals, except Lou Wuchen, are all here. Look..." Master Song turned sideways and asked Master Zhang for his opinion.
Master Zhang’s face also looked a little ugly. Could it be that this kid was just new to magic and was so obsessed with it that he lost track of time... Master Zhang recalled the novelty he felt when he learned magic at the beginning of the year, and couldn’t help but beat a drum in his heart.
"Bastard boy..."
"Master Zhang, what should I do? Wait a little longer?"
"No more waiting." Master Zhang waved his hand, "Master Song, just organize the drawing of lots. The rest will be his. Li Ying! Go to Pingfeng Pavilion to find Shanling and ask him to inform Lou Wuchen to come over quickly.
!”
"This brat is really annoying!" Master Zhang exhaled and sat down on the rostrum again.
"Yes..." Master Li echoed from the side, "Master Zhang, do you think he... can really do it?"
Master Zhang turned around and glared: "Why, do you doubt my vision?"
"No, no." Master Li waved his hands repeatedly, "Am I not concerned about our assessment..."
"Hmph! Didn't we already discuss it earlier? That boy's mundane martial arts skills are pretty good, and his understanding of magic is even more amazing. Just wait and see, I'm sure it will open your eyes today!"
Being able to use spells after only one day of learning, even the simplest ones, is an incredible talent compared to previous generations. Master Zhang is quite confident about this, but...
"What you said is... Well, Master Zhang, look, someone is here."
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Lou Wuchen looked at the number plate in his hand speechlessly.
The card is your own lottery number this time, and it matches up and down, and Zeshan is salty.
…Are you mocking yourself?
Okay, okay, I know this salty thing does not mean that salty thing, but... Lou Wuchen has begun to feel that his thoughts in the morning are too nonsense. What did he think then? Lou Wuchen looked at what he had just said in his hand.
No matter how I look at the fake product, I find the word "salty" is irritating.
Really...no dreams...
But now that we are here, we can only take the wrong path and end up in the dark.
As for his opponent in the rematch... I can only observe a moment of silence first.
The format of the semi-finals is slightly different from the preliminary round.
There are eight arenas in the semi-finals: Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Li, Kan, Gen, and Dui. The sixty-four people in the semi-finals first draw lots according to the sixty-four hexagrams. After drawing, they each find their own opponents, such as Tianhuo [
Tongren] versus Fire Heaven [Da You], Water Wind [Well] versus Feng Shui [Huan], after the winner obtains the hexagrams of both parties, they can be combined into two pure hexagrams (for example, Heavenly Fire and Fire Heaven can be combined into one pure hexagram stem
and a pure hexagram), each pure hexagram can challenge the corresponding arena once. In the end, the winners of the eight arenas will advance to tomorrow's finals.
It's really troublesome... Lou Wuchen thought that if it was so complicated, it would be better to go straight to the elimination round.
Of course, I'm just thinking about it. I don't know what era this game is from -
Even Master Zhang dare not change the tradition that has been handed down from the beginning.
Therefore, my opponent should be...
"Shit pole!"
——Is this the holder of Shanzeshang Gua in front of me?
Lou Wuchen looked at the face opposite him. He saw an unfamiliar face, but he looked like he knew him - well, there was nothing unusual about it. The unknown boy was dressed in white and had a pin-up bun. He looked like
He was more like a scholar than a monk, and his deliberately elegant appearance reminded Lou Wuchen of an acquaintance...
"Why do you still have the nerve to appear here? As a monk, you don't want to practice, but you play with dirty things all day long. You are really... ashamed of yourself!"
Yep, even the words sounded like it. Lou Wuchen rolled his eyes helplessly.
"If I were you, let alone pick--bah, even if I smell those filthy things, I would be willing to die to be clean!"
It's like you didn't live in the world before you started... Lou Wuchen was complaining in his heart, but he didn't want to argue with children about such low-level issues.
"Okay, let's not talk nonsense. Let's start now that people have arrived. The rules are still the same. If the aura shield of the number plate you hold is broken, it will be a loss; if you leave the venue, you will be a loser; if you exit or move and admit defeat, you will be a loser - do you understand!"
The teacher who presided over this small competition made a gesture of preparation. In fact, in his opinion, this was just a formality. Anyway, the respective number plates would automatically make judgments. He just wanted to finish the formality and return to the podium to drink tea.
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"Um, hurt...classmate? I have to tell you something first." Lou Wuchen felt that he still needed to make a statement first, "Are you serious about what you just said?"
"Of course! What do you mean?"
"I mean..." Lou Wuchen said as sincerely as possible, "If you are serious, you'd better abstain."
"——bastard!" The boy opposite was furious, feeling that he had been teased, "I——!"
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, let's get started!"
The teacher next to him interrupted what he considered to be a meaningless exchange of trash talk, and left the scene after saying that the competition was about to begin. Lou Wuchen was about to say something, but upon seeing this, he had no choice but to walk up to the stage angrily.
"Come on, let me see what you are capable of saying such big words!" The young man put on a posture like a snake and a crane.
I have to say that the overall level of today's semi-finals is much higher than yesterday. Looking at it, everyone who can enter the semi-finals has a decent martial arts. At least it can be seen at a glance that they have practiced several times, and they are better than yesterday's skills.
Chickens pecking each other is much better, but...
Lou Wuchen shook his head: "I'm serious, you'd better admit defeat."
Lou Wuchen picked up the tool he had made in Shengong Building: it was a strange long object that looked like several wooden sticks of different lengths tied together side by side, with a thick column on the top.
cavity, and underneath there is a strange trigger with a finger on it - yes, exactly -
Children's toy water gun.
...a pressure-enhanced version.
Chapter completed!