The barrage said, I am the final villain in the game

Chapter 49 Competition, start (seeking follow-up reading!)

"good morning guys!"

The host stood on the most conspicuous high platform and waved his palms to the surrounding audience.

Today is the last match of the freshman competition, and the venue has been changed to a more luxurious magic palace, which can accommodate about 2 people to watch the match together.

Of course, even if the finals of all departments are not held on the same day, every student can have the most complete viewing experience, but it is still somewhat difficult to rely on the students in the academy to fill up.

But even so, it still does not affect the excitement in the magic palace.

Conversation, laughter, noisy, endless.

It wasn't until a louder shout overwhelmed them that the excited audience muted a little.

"After a few days of fierce competition, two players successfully won the first place in the competition with hundreds of people participating. Today, between them, it will be decided who will be the final winner!!"

The host held a magic microphone, and his voice was strong and powerful.

"Let's applaud, Ham Wilmot!!"

When the host shouted that name, the cheers from the audience even overwhelmed the voice of the host who was amplified by magic.

"Wilmot, dare to dare to fight; Hengdao immediately, the star of the audience!"

Along with the uniform slogan, Wilmot's figure gradually flashed on the ring through the delivery of the teleportation formation.

He shook his blond hair, raised his head, and showed a bright smile to the audience.

"Ohhhhh!!"

"It seems that our classmate Wilmot is very popular with everyone." The host said with a smile, "After all, he defeated all opponents with the most relaxed attitude and almost crushed all the way, and finally entered the decisive battle. Players, think about it, there must be quite a few of you who are fascinated by Wilmot-san's fighting style."

"However, although Wilmot encountered almost no obstacles in his promotion journey, it is a coincidence that his opponent also shocked other players with absolutely terrifying means, causing most people to face him. , I can't even mention the heart of struggle."

"Besides, the expressions of the two players in the battle are mainly based on 'illusion', and even the way to lure the enemy into their own illusion is so similar and homogenized. What kind of spark does it make?"

"Now, let's welcome Lynn Blazer!!"

"Snapped--"

"Clap--"

When Lynn opened his eyes, the scattered applause came to an abrupt end. The huge magic palace was as silent as a dead city at the moment.

He looked up, but all he saw were panicked eyes that were avoided for various reasons.

Lynn chuckled and shook his head, shaking off the inexplicable flickering sadness in his mind.

When he raised his head, the first thing he noticed was neither the opponent on the opposite side nor the host on the high platform.

【what the hell!We Lynn are so cute, so cute, and so beautiful that no one supports us?hateful! 】

[How can the scum on the opposite side get the applause? Our Lynn only gets cold eyes. Everyone's methods are similar, and the double standard is too serious! 】

[Linn don't be sad, we will always support you! 】

[Don't look at the loudness of those people's shouting, they only know how to shout slogans. We can also do this kind of thing and make up a slogan! 】

[Lynn Lynn, the tigers come down the mountain, the little yellow hairs, they are all fucked up! 】

[Rhine storm, star tsunami, why is this, Lynn is here! ! 】

[The road is difficult, the road is difficult, defeating Lynn is the first difficulty! ! 】

【.】

Lynn covered his eyes with a slap.

No eye, really no eye.

What is this all about.

Funny, isn't it.

Before, he often saw things like "There are people who don't care about you on the Internet." Now, he finally understands why there are barrages saying this.

Anyone who is a little bit ashamed can't make up such words, right?
Shaking his body, Lynn took a deep breath and stepped forward.

At this time, he could no longer see other emotions other than seriousness, and that bit of loss had already flown to the sky.

Where he can't see, there are people who support him.

"Please both players, salute each other."

Lynn bowed slightly according to the referee's request.

However, just as he was about to straighten up again, his eyes met Wilmot.

"Can you actually stand here?" The smile on Wilmot's face grew brighter. "It seems that you are more interesting than I thought."

Lynn raised his eyes slightly: "Should I say at this time, 'I'm honored'?"

In the face of the obviously thorny words, Wilmot nodded seriously: "You should really be honored, after all, I never praise people easily."

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Without waiting for Lynn to speak, Wilmot said again: "I am interested in you, not just because of the way you and I stood to the end, very similar."

"In fact, your means are far inferior to mine."

"I can see that you are also using their own desires to knock them down, but" after a pause, his voice suddenly became cold, "your technique is too rough."

"What you're doing is just digging out what's hidden deep in their hearts and putting it in front of them to scare them off. It's a waste."

Wilmot closed his eyes slightly, and the expression on his face suddenly became intoxicated: "Learn from me, boy."

"Bring out what they are most afraid of and long for, and then let them gradually eat all those cowardly and childish guys and completely digest them. Only in this way can you get a portion of the most delicious snack."

Lynn tilted his head slightly and looked at Wilmot, whose face was gradually changing.

"Unfortunately, I don't really like desserts."

He took out his long sword and staff, turned to look at the referee, and asked, "Can we start?"

The referee nodded and raised his hand.

"Then, the game."

The host raised his hands high and shouted excitedly.

"start!!"

"boom--"

When the host announced the start of the game, Lynn's figure flashed and he was about to start the action.

This time, he is not going to use [Eye of the Mirror].

Because if the magic types of the two sides are similar, the difference in the amount of magic power will become the key point of victory.

And obviously, Lynn is the one who will definitely fall behind.

So he prepared to use the swordsmanship that he had hidden for a long time to kill his opponent with one blow.

However, when he was about to make a move, a voice so light that it reached his soul quietly sounded.

"Have you seen it, Bliss?"

The moment he turned around, Wilmot's voice quietly fell, and at the same time, Lynn suddenly felt that his brain seemed to explode, and he was in constant pain.

In this trance, the phantoms in front of his eyes overlapped, and for a moment, he seemed to see the back of Mr. Count.

Perhaps sensing Lynn's arrival, Mr. Count slowly turned his head.

"Lynne, come here."

He raised his hand and handed over his cane.

"From now on, you are the head of the Blazer family."

(End of this chapter)