Боже мой, боже мой...
Как в первый раз, честное слово.
Читать дальшеTyranny’s fans cheered for their own team, just like normal. But when the names for the first individual battle were announced, the entire stadium froze.
Tyranny, Zhang Jiale.
Heavenly Swords, Sun Zheping.
Team Hundred Blossoms, Blood and Blossoms, one of the most quintessential partnerships of the Alliance. These former partners suddenly met in this match.
Reunited at last, but in a confrontation that had never occurred before.
Neither Tyranny nor Heavenly Swords would care about this one point very much, but the significance these two carried…
Tyranny’s home fans and Heavenly Swords’ visiting fans wouldn’t have the same deep ties to these two that Hundred Blossoms fans would have. But who hadn’t heard of the madness that these two brought, back in the day?
Blood and Blossoms had made its lasting mark in Glory’s history. Even though they ultimately hadn’t managed to win the championship, but in competition, heroes weren’t determined solely by success or failure.
That former prosperity had ended on that summer five long years ago. Since then, the two had never reunited on the battlefield, and there was no more Blood and Blossoms, only victory and defeat.
But the outcome of this one battle truly didn’t matter too much, and when the audience saw this pair of opponents, they didn’t care too much who won or lost. They were more curious about what this duo, who had left behind countless regrets, would say to each other, when they had this sort of meeting on the battlefield.
And so, no one watched the match. Everyone was staring at the chat displayed on the large screen.
Nothing. Nothing at all.
The two had no conversation, no exchange. The characters simply charged forward and met at the center of the map.
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Sun Zheping’s Berserker Another Summer of Sleep once again charged forward. Would anyone understand Zhang Jiale’s playstyle than he? This playstyle relied on the light and shadows created by skills, and those on the same team weren’t immune to these effects. It could impede teammates just as easily as opponents. Sun Zheping, as the partner who had once stood the closest to him amidst this light and shadow, of course understood how to maintain his bearings and search for targets to attack.
But this time, he was searching for the owner of this expanse of light and shadow.
Wild Blood Strike!
The blood-red silhouette of the greatsword instantly carved through the dazzle, and Another Summer of Sleep advanced forward as though there were nothing in his way.
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The audience watched silently, and Zhang Jiale, controlling the blossoming display, gradually revealed a shocked expression.
This was no longer the Hundred Blossoms style he had used during his time with Sun Zheping. After all, after so many years, the levels, equipment, and skills had all changed so much. But, just over the course of this battle, Sun Zheping’s Another Summer of Sleep caught up. Slowly, step by step, he had already entered the rhythm of the new Hundred Blossoms style.
Sun Zheping, knowing the Hundred Blossoms style so thoroughly, only needed the span of one match.
As expected of old partners. Just like this, Zhang Jiale watched as Another Summer of Sleep finally charged in front of his Dazzling Hundred Blossoms. The greatsword came down without a moment of hesitation – Dazzling Hundred Blossoms leapt aside and counterattacked.
Another Summer of Sleep fell. Charging through the cover of the Hundred Blossoms style was already his limit…
“Good luck.” When he fell, Sun Zheping simply said this.
“Yeah,” Zhang Jiale answered.
The only words exchange in the whole battle.Боже мой.
P.S. Но мне, главное, понравилось, как все, затаив дыхание, пырились в чатик.
Чего они, интересно, ждали? Что эти двое упадут и прямо в нем начнут трахаться?
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09.01.2019 в 19:42-
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09.01.2019 в 22:57КАНЕШНА!
Я вот именно это у себя в голове и видела
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09.01.2019 в 23:33