strictlysupreme Chapter 82 The Battle of Spirits
Chapter 82 The Battle of Spirits
Ji Xingyi wasn't a lustful person; his youthful vigor was merely a physiological attribute of his twenty-year-old body. Under the constant pressure of negative emotions, he had considered using violence to relieve his physical needs and vent his inner unease and anxiety, but he didn't want to do such a thing to Jiang Lin.
Because he didn't want to be a dog, he didn't want to be an animal.
He wanted to be the one who could protect Jiang Lin.
But Jiang Lin just wants to snap the string in Ji Xingyi's head.
How can a man say no!
A barrage of kisses covered the young man's body.
If a deep kiss is meant to let the loved one feel the rapid heartbeat that is caused by you.
So, at this moment, every kiss as light as a feather is a testament to my longing and loyalty to you.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Xingyi, Linlin!" Zhang Hui's anxious voice, like that of an old woman, suddenly came from outside the door.
Ji Xing was jolted awake from her turmoil in an instant, and replied in a hoarse voice, "We're fine."
Zhang Hui glanced down at the data on his phone. This kid's heart rate had spiked several times over, and he still said he was fine? Zhang Hui frowned, staring at the closed door. He was worried that forcing his way in would only make things worse, so he could only helplessly say:
"You two can argue all you want, but please don't come to blows! It'll hurt your relationship, you know!"
As Ji Xingyi listened to Zhang Hui's footsteps receding from under the covers, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief. However, the next second, her entire neck turned bright red, and her thighs tensed so much that she dared not move.
"No." Ji Xingyi pressed down on Jiang Lin in his arms with a dangerous look, and after catching his breath, he said, "Brother Hui said, you're not allowed to lay a hand on him!"
If it really came to that, Ji Xingyi knew he would completely lose control. Even though the bounty missions had a low death rate, he couldn't let Jiang Lin do anything reckless!
"When did you become a good boy?" For the first time, Jiang Lin doubted her own charm. Her bright eyes darted around, and she flipped the man over, pinning him down with a seductive smile: "If you can't do it, then let me do it!"
Ji Xingyi's appearance is beyond reproach. For people with homosexual tendencies, just seeing Ji Xingyi standing there will generate a strong sense of conquest that stimulates their cerebral cortex.
Jiang Lin licked his lips, which had become dry without him noticing, and his pupils grew darker.
"Jiang Lin!"
The young man's murderous gaze made Ji Xingyi shudder, and he quickly pushed Jiang Lin, this little devil, back down: "I'm serious, there are only 6 hours left before the dungeon opens."
Jiang Lin's pupils widened. Six hours wasn't enough?
“We need to make some preparations.” Ji Xingyi took a deep breath, struggling out of the prison of desire, got up and put his clothes back on. He needed to get away from this damned bed.
[System Reminder: Activating a bounty dungeon requires 30 Survival Coins.]
[94 days of survival remaining. Confirm participation in the bounty raid?]
[Start/Exit]
[Successfully deducted 30 Survival Coins, remaining survival days: 64.]
The bounty dungeon "Spirit War" is coming soon, awaiting players to enter... (26/40)
[…(40/40) Loading complete, dungeon countdown starts in 60 seconds.]
The birthplace was a modern football stadium, with a 10x10 area in the center covered by a black cloth on all four sides. A group of people surrounded the outer edge of the black cloth area.
As soon as Jiang Lin was transferred to this space, his ears were filled with a cacophony of sounds. Although it was nighttime, the night breeze in this world was noticeably hot and dry.
"What's this bracelet for?" An Zhiwei tied her hair in a high ponytail, changed into a taro-colored fashionable sportswear set, and looked down at the blue silicone bracelet that had inexplicably appeared on her right wrist.
"Player badges, four people per group, each group has a different color!" Liu Yangyang was still dressed the same as during the day, and now he had a blue silicone bracelet on his wrist, and his posture was as nonchalant as ever.
Jiang Lin tried to remove her bracelet and received a system notification.
[System notification: Player, please note that this item is an identity item and cannot be removed.]
"So many players?" An Zhiwei's chest heaved. Although she had known that there would be 40 players participating, she was still visually overwhelmed by the crowd in front of her.
"What's the big deal! You've never seen a 100-player dungeon before!" Liu Yangyang said with an air of self-importance.
An Zhiwei exclaimed, "There's a 100-player dungeon? But I only saw a little over a hundred people online on Dead Soul Island at most!"
"Who knows how many days they have left to live? Who would waste their time on Dead Soul Island?"
Players enter Dead Soul Island at the same time as real time; every minute spent on Dead Soul Island is equivalent to one minute less in real time.
As Liu Yangyang spoke, she secretly moved closer to Ji Xingyi and said, "Precious time should be spent on precious people, right?"
Ji Xingyi was speechless, and looked to Jiang Lin for help.
"You've brought this trouble upon yourself, so deal with it yourself!" Jiang Lin replied with a light laugh, but the next second, when he turned around, he saw a group of people staring at Xingyi, and his smile immediately vanished.
Before the game officially begins, all players assume a competitive relationship. While whispering among themselves, they observe each other. The true strength of a player cannot be detected by the naked eye, so appearance is still the primary factor that attracts attention.
Jiang Lin narrowed his eyes: What a hassle.
Just then, the spotlights from dozens of large lights on the green field all focused on the mysterious area shrouded in black cloth. With a loud bang, all the black cloth fell down, revealing a two-meter-high stage.
"Welcome to the audition site for 'The Battle of Psychics'!"
"I am Anthony Apostoles Kane, the host of this event!"
Immediately following the sound of the stage speakers, a man in his forties, dressed in a dark blue suit and with a traditional Western appearance, slowly rose from the ground onto the stage.
Unlike the world of witches, the main language of this world has been automatically replaced by Mandarin Chinese by the system, so all players can hear the host Kane's clear and standard voice without needing a translator.
"A preliminary audition? Are they going to ask us to perform our talents on stage?" A slightly delicate young voice came from not far away.
Jiang Lin turned her head and saw a boy wearing a beige bear hoodie talking to his group members about three meters away. The boy was wearing an orange bracelet on his wrist.
The other person noticed Jiang Lin's gaze and turned to smile shyly at Jiang Lin.
An Zhiwei crossed her arms and asked, "Liu Yangyang, what exactly is the purpose of this dungeon?"
If they knew, would I need to find teammates? Liu Yangyang didn't bother to answer and just rolled her eyes.
Fortunately, the plot didn't keep everyone waiting too long. After Kane applauded, several NPC staff members carefully brought out an oil painting and placed it in the center of the stage.
Jiang Lin looked up and saw that the painting had a large area of dark blue background, and in the center of the painting was an abstract figure painted with a lot of red paint.
The illustrator did not depict the specific facial features of the figure. He used black holes to represent the eyes, yellow paint to depict the figure's wide-open mouth, and a few scattered dark brown teeth.
The person in the painting seems to be straining to open their mouth as wide as possible and their eyes as wide as possible!
It let out a painful scream towards the viewers outside the painting!