I'm not a drama god

"Zizizizizi..."

"..."

"No. 6, what happened to participant Lin Yan?"

"…Nothing. This kid was pretending to be dead. Luckily I saw through him."

On the scorching ground, a charred figure slowly put on a fluorescent robe, bent down to pick up the walkie-talkie, and walked away step by step.

His cracked lips opened and the voice of referee No. 6 came out:

"He tried to sneak attack me again, but I taught him a lesson... and now he's running away."

"This Lin Yan is also a talent." A cold snort came from the other end of the intercom.

The figure in the fluorescent robe did not respond. He just stepped slowly onto the steps of a bell tower with his charred feet, and climbed up the stairs facing the starry sky.

The faint aurora flickered in the depths of his pupils, and the signal network of the entire old district began to converge on the walkie-talkie in his hand like a rope!

"Zizizizizi..."

"This is No. 12. That young sect leader Huai Mang has gone crazy killing people in Xingdou Street. Send more rescue teams over..."

"This is No. 19, Nanyu Street. The A-level participants are fighting here. Among them, there is a very strong person named Li Yu. He can withstand the siege of three people alone. You can pay special attention to him and report to the top leaders of the five realms."

"There are two people in the east of the city who are about to be chased out of the old district. Send someone to stop them and give them a warning."

"A fight broke out among seven people in the south of the city, one of whom was an S-rank member. I will focus on reporting the situation..."

"How come this Jian Wubing is getting more and more aggressive the more he kills? I'm going to apply to the higher-ups for special privileges. This guy's A rating is definitely too low. Raise his rating to S immediately!"

"..."

There were nearly two hundred participants in the entire old district, and everything that happened here was summarized into the same walkie-talkie through the referees' communication network.

At this moment, a figure holding a walkie-talkie was slowly stepping onto the top steps of the clock tower.

"call……"

A breath of foul air emanated from the charred corner of his mouth. Under the super self-healing ability brought by the [Blood Robe], the surface of his skin was gradually regaining its red color.

Chen Ling casually took out a list of participants from her bosom and slowly scanned every name, every path, every resume, and the ratings given to them by the five realms...

This list, this walkie-talkie, and the fluorescent robe on her body allowed Chen Ling to quietly escape from the infighting among the "participants" and look down on all living beings from an almost omniscient perspective.

He will be the only participant with the status of "referee" on this battlefield;

The corners of Chen Ling's mouth raised slightly.

A breeze blew across the night sky, blowing the list and the fluorescent robe into all directions. Chen Ling's palm gently tore at his chin, and a piece of face skin disappeared silently in the air.

[Audience Expectation Value +4]

[Current expected value: 60%]

Chen Ling, who had completely transformed into referee No. 6, opened her arms like a director in control of the overall situation, and whispered softly to the countless people fighting in the darkness:

"The show...is about to begin."

……

boom--! !

A steel bar cut through the night sky and instantly penetrated five adjacent buildings. A loud roar accompanied by murderous aura that was almost condensed into substance rolled up into the sky!

Sun Bumian, who passed by him, staggered in the air and landed on the ground in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

"...No, is this guy so resentful?"

Sun Bumian wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked back, only to see a figure with a murderous aura and a blood sword in his hand, walking slowly towards him like a demon.

"You can't escape today." Jian Changsheng said in a deep voice, "It's time to settle our accounts..."

"I've already told you, it's just some misunderstandings... Besides, have I treated you to candied haws?"

Sun Bumian stretched out his five fingers and grabbed in mid-air. Xigen's brightly colored candied haws appeared as if by magic. He pinched a handful and handed it to Jian Changsheng:

"Here, I'll compensate you with something else!"

"..." Jian Changsheng's eyes widened, "Who wants your candied haws?!"

"So what do you want?"

"Fight with me. If I lose, I'll admit defeat. If you lose, I'll kill you once, and then we'll be even."

"That won't do... I spent several meals to get in! I can't leave until I make back my money." Sun Bumian thought of the thirty copper coins he had spent and felt heartbroken.

"Who lives and who dies depends on strength!"

Jian Changsheng realized that he had little mental strength left, so he stopped fighting with Sun Bumian and instead clenched the blood sword in his hand, ready to kill the other party within the duration of the domain.

Just as he was concentrating on making a move, he suddenly seemed to have sensed something, and the blood sword in his hand suddenly swung out a sword flower, striking behind him like lightning!

clang--! !

A crisp explosion sounded in the air.

In the void, an almost invisible shadow was holding a dagger, and the tip of the sword was just a hair's breadth away from piercing the back of Jian Changsheng's neck.

"Who?!" Jian Changsheng roared like thunder. Under the nine-fold blessing of [Infernal Hell], his perception had already reached a terrifying level.

You know, even the fifth-level young master who was eating at the time didn't notice the assassination!

His assassination was discovered, and the assassin's face was rarely shocked. When he saw Jian Changsheng turn his head, he suddenly froze in place...

Jian Changsheng snorted coldly, and the blood sword in his hand was so fast that it left an afterimage. He first swung the assassin's dagger away, and the terrifying force almost sent the blade flying!

A sense of crisis surged into the assassin's heart, and he stepped back without hesitation. Almost at the same time, the edge of the blood sword brushed past the tip of his nose, cutting off a drop of scarlet blood.

He took several steps back before he could steady himself, and looked at Jian Changsheng with great surprise!

"It's you?!"

"It's you?!"

The two spoke almost at the same time.

The assassin recognized Jian Changsheng, as he was the person who ate king crab with "Jian Wubing" at the Comet Hotel that day; Jian Changsheng also recognized the assassin, as he saw the sneak attack on the back of the neck with his own eyes.

"Are you Jian Wubing?" The assassin narrowed his eyes slightly.

"it's me."

"..."

Chen Ling's face appeared in the assassin's mind, with a strange expression on his face... He had already guessed what was going on.

Jian Changsheng's eyes became increasingly cold. He no longer targeted Sun Bumian, but walked towards the assassin with his sword in hand... Although he wanted to settle accounts with Sun Bumian, he would never feel at ease with this "variable" around.

Although this assassin is extremely powerful and is at level five, Jian Changsheng, who is in a nine-fold amplified state, is not afraid of him.

He even wanted to use the assassin as a whetstone to test his own limits!

Seeing this, Sun Bumian slightly lowered his small round sunglasses, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the two people at loggerheads... He silently rubbed his body and dodged to the side, while silently fanning the flames in his heart:

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"