National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

Paimon was really scared because he couldn't fly and fell too fast.

This fear manifested itself in screams in the first half, and then turned into tightening arms when Jiang Yuan was leading him down.

Maybe it was because the wind was too strong when falling and I was afraid of being blown away.

Jiang Yuan guessed.

But... as his neck was hugged tighter and tighter, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but worry that he had not suffered serious injuries if he fell, and was suffocated by Paimon first.

But when performing a drop attack, the stance is the least vulnerable to injury.

It’s not that you can’t adjust your posture, it’s just that you’re more likely to get injured after adjustments.

Jiang Yuan quickly thought about a question in his mind.

Which one is more dangerous if he adjusts his position so that Pamon doesn't hold his neck and gets injured after falling, or if he continues to fall and has Pamon hold his neck forcefully?

Perhaps because it was a critical moment, Jiang Yuan's reaction was faster than usual, and he quickly thought of the third possibility.

"Ahem, Paimon."

"Ah?" Paimon's voice was not very clear in the air, "What's wrong?"

"The dice that Wendy sent are at your place, right?"

"Yeah," Paimeng paused and understood what Jiang Yuan meant, "I know, use the dice to release the wind field to control our falling speed, right?"

"I'll take it out right now!"

If Jiang Yuan didn't mention Fengshen's dice, Paimon would definitely not have thought of it.

When Jiang Yuan mentioned it, not to mention Paimon and Thunder Hammer next to him, the audience who had seen Jiang Yuan use this prop knew what Jiang Yuan was thinking.

"Great!"

"What a way! Brother Jiang reacted too quickly! If it were me, I would have fallen to death!"

"After all, he is a great traveler. Can he be compared to ordinary people like us?"

"But why do you need to carry out a downward attack? Is there anyone down there?"

"Maybe just in case?"

"Brother Jiang, can't he fly?"

"As soon as I saw you, you didn't use your brain. Can't you fly without seeing little Paimon?"

"I understand. Brother Jiang wanted to try flying, but he didn't expect that he couldn't fly, so he asked Paimon if he could fly."

"Can't we use that magical prop called Wings of Wind?"

"I guess not, otherwise why not use it?"

"Why didn't Brother Jiang forget it? The brothers in front didn't mention it, so I didn't remember it either!"

"Do you think Brother Jiang is you? He even brought out the newly developed props in our country, how could he forget the Wings of Wind."

"So what's the reason for using a falling attack? It doesn't matter if there are people around when you fall. There's no way to cushion the impact if you hit someone. You want to fall with them..."

"What do you know? Since Brother Jiang did this, he must have a reason!"

"I just viewed the live video of the National Games battlefield. Guess what I found?"

"Are you still thinking about watching videos at this time?"

"Brother Jiang has used falling attacks before! He fell from a very high place and didn't suffer much damage!"

"?Is it the reason for this posture?"

"Probably."

"I also tried it, and I felt so dizzy."

"Not to mention this pose, I hope little Paimon can throw a wind field."

"It's definitely safer if there is a wind blowing than falling directly!"

"Come on Paimon!"

"I am willing to share half of my European energy with Paimon!"

"I would too!"

"I'm willing to give all my European energy to Paimon! It doesn't matter if I'm usually unlucky. The most important thing is that Brother Jiang and the others don't get hurt!"

"Me too!"

"..."

Some in the audience even started to engage in metaphysics.

And Paimon, who they were expecting, also took out the dice of the God of Wind.

The palm-sized dice was held in Paimon's small hands. Since she was holding Jiang Yuan's neck, Jiang Yuan could feel the texture of the dice.

A bit awkward.

Taking it out was one thing, but wanting to use it... Pamon was in trouble.

"Jiang Yuan, how to use this?"

This is the air, and she is still holding Jiang Yuan's neck.

Throwing a dice into the air and catching it again is very difficult.

"..." Jiang Yuan hesitated.

"How about you shake it in your hand twice so that any side faces up?"

Other props can be used whenever you want. There is no reason for the props of Fengshen to be thrown out and caught. It also depends on luck.

I had never studied this attentively before, but now this thing really can't be used. Jiang Yuan will definitely grab Wendy's wine when he goes back, and he will drink the wine he brought back in front of him.

"Let me try."

Paimon followed Jiang Yuan's wishes and moved his little hand back and forth twice.

Unexpectedly, the European energy sent by the audience was of no use at all.

Paimeng shook his hand, and the dice fell out of his hands.

Under everyone's gaze, the dice playfully spun in the air and fell.

The falling speed of Jiang Yuan and others was already fast enough, and its speed was much faster. The small thing as big as a palm could no longer be seen in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Yuan and Thunder Hammer: "..."

Paimon couldn't help but exert force on his arm: "I obviously held it tightly! It fell by itself!"

Jiang Yuan could not confirm this since he could not see Paimon's hand.

But he believed that Paimon would not be so relaxed that he could not hold a dice in this situation.

The audience was also puzzled by the explanation.

"I can be sure!"

"I can also guarantee little Paimon, she holds it very tightly!"

"Yes, but the dice seemed to vibrate slightly, causing her hands to shake."

"I held up a magnifying glass to look at it. Let me tell you, the die fell by itself. It gave off a very faint light!"

"It shouldn't be! At this critical moment, did the dice sent by Fengshen fall by themselves?"

"..."

Jiang Yuan was a little puzzled.

Didn't he just think about it and turn around to grab Wendy's drink? And at this critical moment, shouldn’t the drunkard not let them use the props?

"It's okay, I know it wasn't you."

He comforted Paimon gently.

"The props that Wendy gave us are not easy to use and they don't give instructions. We won't treat him to a drink when he gets back!"

"Okay!" Paimon himself didn't notice the problem with the dice. If the audience hadn't seen it clearly, he would have thought he was confused because he was too nervous and his hands were loose. "I'm going to buy a cart full of apples in front of him without giving him any." eat!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly blew from below,

It was different from the violent wind before, which stung like a knife.

This gust of wind was clear and gentle, yet powerful.

It held Jiang Yuan and several people in the air.

"This is..." Paimon, who had just said he wouldn't give Wendy any apples, was dumbfounded, "Wind farm?"

"It's Wendy's style." Jiang Yuan's expression was a little complicated.

The energy fluctuations came from below, and they were very familiar. They were Wendy's energy.

Looking down, a huge whirlpool appeared below.

A blur of white mixed with light cyan blue swirls.

The center of the vortex was directly beneath them.

"Could it be the dice that Wendy gave you that did it?"

Paimon was carried by the wind and flew into the air, slightly relaxing his hold on Jiang Yuan's neck.