The Barrage Said, I Am the Final Villain In the Game

  Chapter 49 Competition, Start (Please follow up!)

"good morning, everyone!"

  The host stood on the most conspicuous high platform, waving his palms to the surrounding audience.

  Today is the last match of the freshman competition, and the venue has also been changed to a more luxurious magic palace, which can accommodate about 20,000 people to watch the match together.

  Of course, even if the finals of all departments are not held on the same day, every student can have the most complete viewing experience, but it is still difficult to fill the seats with the students in the college.

   But even so, it still does not affect the excitement in the magic palace.

   Talking, laughing, noisy, endless.

   It wasn't until a louder shout overwhelmed them that the excited audience quieted down a little.

   "After several days of fierce competition, two contestants successfully won the first place in the competition involving hundreds of people. Today, among them, it will be decided who is the final winner!"

  The host held a magic microphone with a passionate and powerful voice.

   "Give us a round of applause, Ham Wilmot!"

  When the host called out that name, the cheers of the audience even overwhelmed the voice of the host who was amplified by magic.

   "Wilmott, dare to break through and fight hard; hit the knife immediately, the star of the audience!"

  Accompanied by uniform slogans, Wilmot's figure gradually appeared on the ring through the projection of the teleportation formation.

  He flicked his blond hair, raised his head, and showed a bright smile to the audience.

   "Ohhhhh!"

"It seems that our classmate Wilmot is very popular with everyone." The host said with a smile, "After all, he defeated all opponents with the most relaxed posture and almost crushing way all the way, and finally entered the decisive battle. Players, come to think of it, there must be quite a few of you who are overwhelmed by Wilmott's fighting style."

"However, although Willmott encountered almost no obstacles in his promotion journey, it is a coincidence that his opponent also used absolutely terrifying means to frighten other players, making most people face him. , I can’t even raise the heart to fight.”

"Besides, the forms of expression of the two players in battle are mainly based on 'illusion'. Even the way to lure the enemy into their own illusions is so similar. Between the two players who are so homogeneous, will they burst out? What kind of sparks are there?"

   "Now, let's welcome, Lynn Blazer!"

"Snapped-"

   "Papa—"

  When Lin En opened his eyes, the sporadic applause stopped abruptly, and the huge magic palace was as silent as a dead city at the moment.

  He looked up, but all he saw were panicked eyes that he avoided for various reasons.

  Lin En smiled lightly and shook his head, shaking off the inexplicable sadness flickering in his mind.

  When he raised his head, the first thing he noticed was neither the opponent on the opposite side nor the host on the high platform.

【what the hell! Our Lynn is so cute, so well-behaved, and so beautiful, yet no one supports us? hateful! 】

  【How can the scum on the opposite side get applause, our Lin En only gets cold eyes, everyone has the same means, the double standard is too serious! 】

  【Lin En, don't be sad, we will always support you! 】

  【Don't look at how loud those people are shouting, they only know how to shout slogans. We can also do this kind of thing and make up a slogan! 】

  【Lin En, Lynn, the tiger is down the mountain, the little yellow hair, they are all **** up! 】

  【Rhine storm, Xinghui tsunami, why is this so, Lynn is here! 】

  【The journey is difficult, the journey is difficult, defeating Lynn is the most difficult! 】

  【.】

   Lynn covered his eyes with a slap.

   No eyes, really no eyes.

   What are these things?

   It's embarrassing, right?

  Before, he often saw words like "there are no people you care about on the Internet", and now, he finally understands why there are bullet screens saying this.

   But anyone who is a bit ashamed can't make up such a thing, right?

   Shaking his body, Lynn took a deep breath and walked forward slowly.

  At this time, he could no longer see other emotions other than being serious, and that point of loss had already flown beyond the sky.

   There are people supporting him where he can't see.

   "Please both players, salute each other."

  Lin En bowed slightly according to the referee's request.

  However, just as he was about to straighten up again, his eyes just met Wilmot.

   "Can you actually stand here?" The smile on Wilmot's face became brighter, "It seems that you are more interesting than I thought."

   Lynn raised his eyes slightly: "Should I say, 'I'm honored' at this time?"

  Faced with the obviously thorny words, Wilmot nodded seriously: "You really should be deeply honored, after all, I never praise people easily."

  “.”

   Without waiting for Lynn to speak, Wilmott said again: "I'm not interested in you just because you are very similar to the way I stood to the end."

   "Actually, your means are far inferior to mine."

   "I can see that you are also using their own desires to knock them down, but" After a pause, his voice suddenly became cold, "Your methods are too rough."

   "What you have done is just dig out what is hidden deep in their hearts and put it in front of them, so as to frighten them away. It is too wasteful."

  Wilmot closed his eyes slightly, and the expression on his face suddenly became intoxicated: "Just learn from me, kid."

   "Elicit what they are most afraid of, but also desire the most, and then let them gradually eat up those cowardly and childish guys and completely digest them. Only in this way can you get the most delicious snack."

  Lynn tilted his head slightly, and looked at Wilmot whose expression gradually began to change non-stop.

   "Unfortunately, I don't like desserts very much."

  He took out his long sword and staff, turned to look at the referee, and asked, "Can we start?"

  The referee nodded and raised his hand.

   "Then, game."

  The host raised his hands high and shouted passionately.

"start!"

   "Boom—"

  When the host announced the start of the game, Lynn's figure flashed, and he was about to start the action.

  This time, he is not going to use [Eye of the Mirror].

  Because if the magic types of the two sides are similar, the difference in the amount of magic power will become the key point of the outcome.

   Obviously, Lynn is the one who will definitely fall into the disadvantaged.

  So he was going to use the swordsmanship he had hidden for a long time to kill his opponent with one blow.

  However, when he was about to make a move, a voice so soft that it went straight to the soul quietly sounded.

   "Have you seen, Bliss?"

   At the moment he turned around, Wilmot's voice also quietly fell, and at the same time, Lynn suddenly felt as if his brain had exploded, and it was painful.

  During this trance, phantoms overlapped before his eyes, and for a moment, he seemed to see the back of Mr. Earl.

   Perhaps sensing Lynn's arrival, Mr. Earl turned his head slowly.

   "Lynn, come here."

  He raised his hand and handed over his cane.

   "From now on, you are the head of the Blazer family."

  (end of this chapter)