Male Succubus Apocalypse

The victory in both games was without suspense. For those who had been disgusted by Xu Heng, it was a real relief. They thought the outcome was decided and it was time for Xu Heng to play in the third game.

Unexpectedly, not only did he not do it, he also verbally humiliated Jeramet, forcing him to get angry. Now, this clown is going to have to deal with it. Xu Heng will not have an easy time in the third round.

Jeramet himself is too outstanding. He always stands out in the team. He is always the representative of solitude and independence. He is also a dark elf known for his cruelty. People respect him but never admire him. But now everyone has a filter of common hatred of the enemy, and the impression of him is changing.

"I've become the villain, even though I was upholding justice yesterday." Xu Heng scratched his head, came to his senses, and said self-deprecatingly.

Then just be the villain, it's pretty cool anyway!

Thinking of this, Xu Heng took a deep breath, and his body trembled with excitement. He clenched the sword in his hand, but took a completely different stance from before.

Ah... the waves of emotions are so annoying...

Nod to start.

Jeramet felt that Xu Heng's attempt to compete with him in speed and strength was a sign of surrender, and he could stop both of them with one hand.

However, even if he uses other methods, victory will eventually belong to him.

Regardless of what the person in front of him thought, Xu Heng slowly closed his eyes, and relying on yesterday's inspiration, he applied magic to the battle - using the soul method, he used his own soul to attract the death energy in front of him that was condensed like a sharp spear.

I moved, without hiding anything, without any need to lie to myself, the gun shot out like a dragon, just wanting to pierce myself through, but I'm sorry, dragons have their own wells, tigers have their own cages...

“Snap! Snap!”

The sword went straight in, the lower block was blocked, and then the wrist was turned to slash upwards, the speed was fast, the movement was natural, there was no delay, and it was done in one go. However, it was too smooth - he didn't hit anything at all!

Then, Jelamet felt a pain in his chest. He didn't know when the sword had arrived. His pupils dilated. Besides being shocked, he was puzzled: How is this possible!

The whole place was silent. The pair of tightly closed eyes, which were only a dozen centimeters away from him, opened like the fluttering wings of a butterfly. Two pupils, as deep as the empty night sky, appeared in this world for a moment.

There was only one feeling: relief, as if I had done something boring and had never had any fun.

Then the eyes disappeared in the mist, covered by hypocritical ridicule, just like a piece of pure icy jade with extremely poor carving and cheap decoration.

"Jeramet, I finally beat you in a game." Xu Heng smiled, ignored his opponent who seemed to be frozen by ice and snow, and stood back.

It was quiet, all the waves were calmed by one sword.

After Jeramet picked up the other half of the broken sword on the ground, he looked at it carefully, then looked at Xu Heng and asked, "When?" The deathly aura on his body had completely faded away, as if the sword that Xu Heng had hit him with had also been broken.

"When you performed the sword flower in the first round, I knew that the wooden sword would not be able to withstand your tricks. This time I got the upper hand." Xu Heng shrugged and said, "Also, that... I didn't mean to insult you. We cat people don't understand humans and you very well. I'm really sorry for offending you..."

"Is that so..." Jeramet muttered to himself, then said to Xu Heng: "It's okay, I understand. Your trap is enough to kill people without them even noticing. I've learned it."

Then Jeramet nodded to him, turned around and left with the broken sword. After he walked out of the way made by the people, the crowd started to talk:

"Luck! Absolutely luck!"

"The quality of the wooden sword is too poor!"

"Damn it! He's letting this villain succeed!"

Xu Heng really wanted to escape. He thought he had calmed down, but his emotions suddenly exploded even more violently than before. He took out a black dye and drew a black mark on himself, then simply continued to sit on the ground and didn't want to move.

Go ahead and make noise, shout, the louder you shout, the more I will torture you later, so don't let down your guard!

"Silence! Go back and practice! If any of you can defeat Jeramet once by luck, I will give you a sword!" Julian appeared and stopped the other students who didn't want to accept the reality, "Think carefully about today's battle and see where you are inferior to others!"

Then Julian walked up to Xu Heng, looked down at him as he fiddled with his armband, and whispered, "I didn't tell anyone else that you are a fourth-level expert. You will be allowed to use your domain tomorrow, but if you don't get into the top four, you won't have to attend the silver class."

After saying that, Julian walked away, leaving Xu Heng, who looked demented with his eyes wide open and mouth slightly open - what do you mean? Are you targeting me? I couldn't even beat Linkevich using my domain, didn't Hermes tell you?

Can't we decide someone's "life or death" without an exam? If I run into Jeramet in the first round tomorrow, won't all my work today be in vain?

Don't talk nonsense like luck is part of strength!

To defeat Jeramet once, he racked his brains, took advantage of the rules, and used all his skills. In the first two rounds, he chopped and sawed the sword, which was already covered with many scratches and cuts from Jeramet's previous battles, and finally broke it.

This is not so easy to achieve! Now my underwear is exposed, what should I do tomorrow? You old man are making more demands! Damn it.

And then, Xu Heng's opponent refused to surrender and asked to practice with Xu Heng, which made Xu Heng extremely regretful for defeating Jeramet once. Now he was being used as a training stake by others.

Everyone knows that even Jeramette looked thoughtful at the end. Practicing with Xu Heng will be rewarding! They were previously blinded by their emotions. This durian looks thorny and smelly, but it is nutritious! You will get used to it if you eat more!

The exam is tomorrow, and many people want to test Xu Heng. Fortunately, they can avenge their previous shame tomorrow!

Xu Heng had an ominous feeling that he was being framed. These fighting maniacs were aroused and their blood was boiling! It was really the villains who brought growth to the Justice League, right?

But Xu Heng still practiced with others very seriously and won all the games.

Tactics are tactics. An Lingqing has taught him the right attitude towards swordsmanship. He will not surrender or give up.

This kind of behavior began to whitewash Xu Heng in the minds of many people who came after him. First of all, he was indeed very strong, and that was his tactic, which was worth learning - that was what a combat brain was like.

After all the sparring was over, several people actually broke down and cried on the spot. Xu Heng was stunned, but he soon found out who the culprit was.

It's Jeramet...

This guy actually used that broken sword to beat all the people behind him, with just a broken sword! And the result was still the same, no one was able to defeat the enemy with a single move.

Not only were they abused by Xu Heng, but they also felt the true gap between them.

Jeramet has four forms: the serious dead form, the serious sparring form, the casual sparring form, and the broken sword sparring form. Everyone thinks they are at least the third form, but the truth is so cruel.

They are all selected geniuses! How can you be so perverted? There is also a person with connections who messes with people's mentality. I can't get rid of him even if I don't like him. Is this class unbearable?

Silver class? Why take the Silver class? There is no future!

Many people’s faith in Taoism was broken today.

After the show was over, everyone went their separate ways. Xu Heng and Jeramet seemed to have an invisible shield around them. No one was within three meters of them. Wherever they walked, people would move out of the way.

Julian marked the armband in a language he was familiar with and took it away.

Except for Lin Keweichi, the guy with a filter, he came directly to Xu Heng and said excitedly: "Brother Heng! You are so strong! I didn't expect you to use the competition rules so well! You are simply a tactical master! When can I become as insidious and cunning as you!"

Okay, another naive guy, is this all your tactics?

"Don't be so insidious and cunning. Just be a good little rabbit. Everyone has his own path. If you meet me tomorrow, remember to be more tolerant. It hurts when you kick people..." Xu Heng twisted his head, not knowing what he was looking for, and said casually.

"No, Master Julian just told me secretly that he would beat you to death tomorrow." Linkovich looked distressed and said seriously.

"Ah? You thief, don't listen to that old man, why don't you just follow me?" Xu Heng was shocked by Yulian's "evil" intentions, patted the snow off his body, stood up, and curiously grabbed Linkevich's tied rabbit ears, but he dodged with a red face. "Oh, blushing? Haha, it blends perfectly with your scar, it looks good this way, do you want to be a gigolo?"

Lin Keweichi pulled his ears back and hid them behind his head. His eyes became moist and he shouted, "I don't know what Lao Deng and Niulang are. I don't understand! I don't understand what you mean, Brother Heng!"

Then he ran away.

"Wait, Julie, something big is wrong." Xu Heng shuddered, looked at the receding figure, and said ominously.

"What's the matter? Are you afraid of getting kicked out tomorrow?" Julie said slowly, "Haven't you already set up the plan? You can even use the domain. Really, don't pretend to be panicked. Don't fool me."

"No! I touched Linkovich and my hand went numb! This is a symptom of physical fear!"

"So... that bunny man is actually a woman?... Hahahaha! I've dissected it! The bunny man's ears are like a sensitive pleasure reflector! You, kid, just touched a girl's breasts! Get ready to take responsibility!"

"No! I didn't! I thought she was a boy! Who knows!"

Xu Heng wanted to slap himself again, but he suffered the consequences of being ignorant and touching someone's long ears.

A man was walking by and just as he was about to avoid Xu Heng, he was caught by him. He was so scared that he begged for mercy: "Stop! I don't want to practice with you! Stop!"

"Don't panic! Brother, I just want to ask you! Are there any girls in our class?"

"No! No! Don't catch me! Xu Heng, I'm wrong, okay!"

Then, as Xu Heng let go, the other party wiped his hands and ran away as if he had broken free from something dirty.

The reason why everyone is confident about tomorrow is that when Xu Heng first arrived, he knew nothing about fighting, so correspondingly, his rank might not be high either.

But now I have begun to doubt whether this guy is pretending. Meeting him is like encountering an unknown Schrödinger's box. I am afraid that once it is opened, the radioactive monster cat will come out and take a bite.

Good god, it’s very likely that no one knows!

Xu Heng became introverted. During his first fight, he was beaten randomly and didn't notice anything unusual on his body. He preconceived that the other party was a man and didn't have the awareness to distinguish at first - his hands were also numb when he was beaten! It's hard to say about acupoints.

However, the demeanor that Lin Kewei had just displayed and his own touch, when linked together, produced an unignorable sense of resistance, which allowed Xu Heng to react.

No wonder she wears a playful rubber band to tie her ears, and why does she wear something to conceal her gender! Oh, how can I apologize to her? I run so fast... and I want her to give way. Will she kick me to death tomorrow?

There's no need to kick her. If I fight her in close combat tomorrow, I might get into big trouble...

Subconsciously, a line of poetry that seemed to be related to rabbits, but which he could not quite remember, appeared in his mind - "How can you tell whether I am a man or a woman?" What were the first few lines of the poem?

Forget it, so be it.

Xu Heng turned and walked towards the place where he had just discovered the dazzling sunlight, on the other side of a mountain about one thousand meters away, it was almost noon.

He knew someone must be there.

……

Taking off his robe, revealing his upper body wrapped in bandages, Hermes was chanting spells in the sunlight, shooting streams of water into the air.

Even though doing so would put unnecessary strain on his body, he was already addicted to it.

The water column froze instantly in the air within a few seconds and broke into several pieces of ice when it fell to the ground.

With a sigh, Hermes tried many methods, but for some reason he just couldn't get what he wanted.

"It's not like when you throw water in the air there's a rainbow, it all turns into icicles, can't you see?"

"Then how do rainbows appear? I... um?"

Hermes turned his head and saw Xu Heng looking at him with a smile. He didn't know when he stood behind him.

"Are you so slow? You practiced magic and forgot to be alert to your surroundings?"

"The old man asked the other classes to evacuate to other places. There are no people around... How did you know I was here?"

"Once a teacher, always a father. No one knows a son better than his father."

"Hahaha, Xu Heng, I really don't know where you learned these weird Taoist texts. So tell me, how do we create a rainbow?" Hermes laughed, and his expression became more natural each time.

"See, you still can't fire the teacher. Without me, you're just an idiot... Send out a stream of water and then hit it with a fireball. Try it. The lighting is good now, it should work in a few times." Xu Heng said, covering his face slightly with his hands and looking at the dazzling sun with difficulty.

“Swoosh—bang—bang—”

Before the water column froze in the air, it was burned into white mist by the following fireball.

This happened several times, with fireballs flying in the air continuously. When a thick fog rose in the sky, a few inconspicuous neon lights slowly appeared, spanning between the mountains in the distance.

Hermes watched all this in amazement, unwilling to stop his hands. For the first time in more than sixty years, he felt so free, his consciousness sliding across the equally illusory rainbow.