nashuaworldcup Chapter 434 They really don't give me the slightest bit of face.
Chapter 434 They really don't give me the slightest bit of face.
The moment the new arena was completed, there was another loud bang.
boom--!
Three thick beams of light tore through the crimson sky without warning, striking the three floating thrones directly behind the arena.
A violent shockwave swept across the entire arena, forcing players in the front rows to retreat repeatedly.
As the light faded, three figures were revealed.
On the left throne, a colossal man, five meters tall, sat with imposing strides, his muscles bulging, and a ring-shaped protrusion on his forehead flashing with violent lightning.
Titan, Berserker, ranked number one on the server's level leaderboard—Salos.
At the central throne, an elf clad in a moon-white robe toyed with a jade-green longbow, his pointed ears twitching slightly, his eyes sharp.
Elf God, Magic Archer, ranked second on the server-wide level leaderboard – Moon Arrow.
On the right throne is a Roman god with scale-like stripes on his jaw, holding a pure white staff, surrounded by phantom images of sacred scriptures.
Roman God Clan, Oracle, ranked third on the server-wide level leaderboard—Auro.
The top three players in the entire server suddenly gathered in Cangxing City.
The square fell silent instantly.
The players' hands, holding glow sticks, froze in mid-air, their breaths catching in their throats.
These three are currently the strongest in the Origin Realm, and it's impossible to see them normally, yet they have all descended at the same time today.
The three people on the throne were also completely bewildered.
Saros picked up his battle axe and looked around: "What's going on? I was fighting someone, how did I get dragged here?"
Moon Arrow frowned, warily scanning the red and blue camps below: "Forced spatial teleportation? This level of law fluctuation... could it be some kind of world event?"
Oro closed his eyes, seemingly communicating with the gods, and then suddenly opened them a moment later, his originally compassionate face now displaying an extremely absurd expression.
Ding!
A crisp system notification sounded simultaneously in the ears of the three people and in the minds of everyone present.
[The judging panel for the cleaning mode is in place.]
[Referees confirmed: Saros, Moon Arrow, Auro.]
[Rules of Judging: The two teams will engage in a 1v1 dance battle. After each round, three judges will conduct a subjective vote, and the team with the most votes wins.]
The winning team earns one point. When the countdown ends in 30 minutes, the team with the lowest total score will face a complete elimination.
"Dance...?" Salos's eyes widened, his voice booming.
"I'm a berserker, and you're dragging me into being a dance judge?!"
Below the arena, Chen You looked up at the three people on the throne, his eyes twitching wildly.
He got it.
The system is deliberately targeting him.
In the previous preliminary rounds of "Star Source Voice", these three big shots also signed up to participate, trying to win the huge prize of 50,000 gold coins.
The results of it?
Thalos's "Titan Dance" was described by Chen You as "like a constipated gorilla, devoid of any aesthetic appeal," and received a score of 0.
Chen You described Yue Zhiya's "Solo Dance Under the Moon" as "lacking any sense of power, weak and limp like someone who hasn't eaten," giving it a score of 0.
Auro's "Ode to the Oracle" was criticized by Chen You as "feudal superstition and does not conform to modern core values," with a score of 0.
In order to ensure Lin Miao's advancement, Chen You personally eliminated the three strongest players in the entire server through underhanded means.
Now, the system has brought them back and put the power of life and death in their hands.
That would inevitably mean losing everything, leaving you with absolutely nothing.
Lin Miao stood beside Chen You, her hands gripping the glow stick tightly, her palms covered in cold sweat.
She leaned closer to Chen You, her voice trembling, "Captain Chen, do these three referees have a problem with you?"
"Be more confident, and remove the 'is it'?" Chen You said expressionlessly.
He turned his head to look in the direction of the Supreme Tower.
The original body is still there.
If Hidden Star City is "completely cleansed," will the system determine that the main body will be directly wiped out as well?
You can't gamble.
We absolutely cannot lose.
Chen You patted Lin Miao on the shoulder, signaling her to relax.
He strode toward the throne, and all the players' eyes followed him.
The three of them, Salos, naturally noticed Chen You, but deliberately pretended not to see him.
This is a moment.
Even Moon Arrow, who had previously considered himself an ally, was now deliberately acting indifferent.
"Gentlemen, it's been a long time." Chen You stood below the throne, looking up with a formulaic smile on his face.
"The typhoon is strong, can we talk privately for a moment?"
The three exchanged a glance.
Saros snorted coldly, picked up his axe, and stood up.
The Moon Arrow landed lightly.
A flash of white light enveloped Auro, and he appeared before Chen You.
"What a coincidence, three big shots." Chen You cupped his hands in greeting. "This arrangement by the system is simply absurd."
"Everyone is busy with their daily tasks, leveling up and getting equipment. Who has time to watch people wiggle their butts?"
Salos stared with eyes as big as saucers: "Brother Chen, speaking of which, you gave my preliminary performance a score of 0. Shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
Chen You remained unfazed: "That's called for the sake of the show."
"If I hadn't said that, how could you have been chosen by the system to be the referee? Look, now you're sitting on the throne. This is called using a rhetorical device to build suspense."
Salos was stunned.
His muscle-bound brain seemed unable to process this logic quickly.
Moon Arrow spoke calmly, "And what about me?"
"The elegance of the elves is beyond the comprehension of mortals."
"I did that to protect you from being tainted by worldly views," Chen You said without hesitation.
Oro gripped his staff and sighed, "Brother Chen You, the gods teach us to follow our hearts."
Your zero score hurt my feelings.
Chen You's smile faded, and he said seriously, "Alright, let's not beat around the bush."
"We were all happily farming the celebration dungeon together before, shouldn't we at least show some consideration?"
The air was quiet for a second.
This is a euphemism; what it really means is: I kindly helped you guys with dungeons back then, and now it's time to give back.
"One thing at a time." Salos slammed his battle axe heavily onto the ground.
"We got those blueprints by rolling for them, and we even paid for them with gold coins."
"What kind of favor is this, a business transaction?"
Chen You nodded.
This muscular guy's mind is working pretty fast today.
Moon Arrow plucked the bowstring, his tone complex: "President Chen, I admire your strength."
"But given the situation today, it's probably beyond our control."
Oro shook his head, a compassionate smile on his face: "Brother Chen You, I have always followed my heart."
"I'll vote for whoever jumps the best; it's absolutely fair."
"The gods are watching us."
Chen You rolled his eyes inwardly.
They're all tough nut to crack.
When faced with absolute self-interest, there is no room for sentimentality.
"You all know me."
Chen You said calmly, "I don't care about the reward of tens of thousands of gold coins at all. Do you think I'm telling you all this for my own benefit?"
A look of confusion flashed across Saros's eyes. "What do you mean?"
"It's nothing. I'm just reminding you that some things aren't as simple as they seem."
Chen You didn't say anything more and turned to walk off the stage.
Let's compete then; whether we win or lose is still unknown.