Shelter Game: I Can Synthesize Infinitely

The two effective attacks made Bai Ye gradually gain confidence. At the same time, he found that when the general's soul touched the golden circle, his body would become stiff for a short time.

This discovery gave Bai Ye a good idea. He raised his staff and used magic on the land under the general's soul.

The ground beneath the general's soul was shaken, making it unable to maintain balance and touching the golden circle many times.

The effect is very remarkable. Every time the general's soul ends from freezing, his foot steps out of the golden circle~ and is attacked again.

Repeatedly, the general's soul's blood tank bottomed out, but the last drop of blood could not be eliminated.

"How is this going?"

Bai Ye shook the land fiercely, not giving Si a chance to react.

As time passed, Bai Ye lost a lot of his magic power, and the general's soul still only had one drop of blood.

There was no option to continue, so Bai Ye could only stop and distance himself.

Just as he stopped shaking, General Soul knelt on the ground with one knee, supporting his body with Fang Tian's painted halberd with his other hand, and raised his stubborn head high.

"Where is my Diao Chan? Where is my Diao Chan!"

Each sound was louder than the other.

Bai Ye was particularly speechless listening to the lines. This setting is clearly Lu Bu Diao Chan.

Before Bai Ye could complain, a voice came from "Daddy".

"Your Chan'er is here."

A girl as beautiful as a flower came out. Her body was light and she seemed to be floating when she walked. She came straight to the soul of the general.

The moment her hand touched the general's soul, the surrounding scenery restored, and the general returned to his original majestic appearance. It was as if everything just now had never happened.

"My Chan'er, look at the husbands your father has chosen for you. Do you have anyone you like?"

Diao Chan and Lu Bu have a father-daughter relationship!

Bai Ye expressed that he was shocked by this and could not understand the author's brain circuit.

Diao Chan walked past Bai Ye and the others, especially stopping for a moment in front of Bai Ye, blinking her eyes and raising the corners of her mouth slightly.

Just when Bai Ye thought it was stable, Shi Jun proposed a new assessment.

"If you want to be my Xu family's son-in-law, you must be able to fight, otherwise you won't be worthy of my Chan'er."

The muscular man echoed again and again, praising the test as a good one. He was confident that he would defeat everyone present.

The white-faced scholar was not afraid, and fanned his eyes as he glanced at the other people.

Only the handsome guy raised his hand to express that he wanted to withdraw from the competition. He didn't know martial arts and didn't want to get hurt, so he had to leave first.

As soon as he finished speaking, his throat was sealed with a sword.

The person holding the sword was Diao Chan, and no one present was surprised at all.

Bang~ The handsome guy fell to the ground and his body disappeared.

"You have one less competitor. Does anyone still want to withdraw?"

Diao Chan looked at the other people with a smile.

Bai Ye blinked. Although he knew this was a plot setting, he still sympathized with the handsome boy's tragic end.

Others began to compliment Diao Chan on her coolness, informality, and strong fighting ability.

Bai Ye stood aside and said nothing, quietly waiting for the rules to be announced.

I originally thought that the three of them would fight, but unexpectedly, they were asked to attack Diao Chan together. Whoever can defeat it will be the winner.

This rule sounds beneficial to the three of them, but in fact it will cause internal strife among the three, allowing Diao Chan to reverse the situation.

The hall suddenly turned into a ring, with four people on top and other spectators watching and cheering below.

"Come on, my sword doesn't have eyes."

…………Please give me flowers………………

Diao Chan swung her sword and a few drops of blood splashed out.

The blood suddenly turned into a blade in mid-air, and quickly rushed towards Bai Ye and the others.

Bai Ye and the white-faced scholar were dodging on the left and right, while the muscular man blocked his chest with his hands to resist the damage.

The bloody blade made a gash on the strong man's arm. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, but the muscular man looked a little strange.

"come over."

Diao Chan hooked her hands at the strong man and smiled seductively. The strong man walked over with a squinting look, his eyes turning into peach hearts.

The strong man walked to Diao Chan and was very obedient, with no intention of taking action.

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"Go and kill them both, and I will be yours."

"Okay, I'll kill them both right away."

The muscular man turned around and burst into anger, his eyes turning blood red.

Upon seeing this, Bai Ye reminded the white-faced scholar to be careful of Diao Chan's charm ability, otherwise they will become more passive.

While talking, the muscular man came to Bai Ye and the white-faced scholar.

The white-faced scholar pushed Bai Ye behind him and rubbed oil on the soles of his feet.

"I'll leave him to you. Miss Diaochan is mine."

"How despicable."

Bai Ye wanted to catch up, but the muscular man blocked the way, waving his fists wildly, and even afterimages appeared.

At such a close distance, Bai Ye had no time to release magic to block it, so he could only raise his wand, resist his fist, and keep retreating.

On the other side, the white-faced scholar came to Diao Chan, but he was also charmed in an instant and turned around to attack Bai Ye.

"Another one!"

The white-faced scholar threw the fan and hit the muscular man on the back. The muscular man was stunned and vomited blood. This gave Bai Ye a chance to escape and came to the side of the ring. .