Fairy, don't let your golden finger chase after me!

Chapter 97: Go! Pikachu! I choose you!

On the warship competition field.

Dong Mo stood on the left side of the arena, holding a wooden sword, with Gu Ziyue beside him, holding a wooden sword and nervously swishing her tail.

On the right side of the arena, Feng Ling Shuang and Dong Yue Ying stood side by side.

Feng Ling Shuang remained as aloof and composed as ever. She had replaced her Phoenix Cry Sword with a wooden one, but her sharp aura remained undiminished. Her silver hair fluttered in the wind, and her azure eyes reflected the light of the arena's barrier.

Dong Yueying gripped the wooden sword with both hands, her eyes fixed on Dong Mo, as if she wanted to poke two holes in him with her gaze.

Looking at the pair opposite him, Dong Mo couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Feng Ling Shuang, the chosen one in the original novel, is the embodiment of Feng Aotian.

Dong Yueying, the female lead in the original novel, and the number one wife in the harem!

If these two team up, wouldn't that be a dream combination of Feng Aotian and the female lead?

And what about our side?

The villainous cannon fodder Dong Mo, plus the protagonist's nemesis Gu Ziyue.

What is this? Is it a joke played by the god of fate?

"Feed." Dong Yueying gripped the wooden sword tightly, turned her head to Feng Ling Shuang and said, "Don't hold me back later."

Feng Ling Shuang's expression remained unchanged, and her tone was indifferent: "I'll return the favor with the same words."

Dong Yueying raised the corners of her mouth slightly, turned her head again, and stared at Dong Mo with a gaze as sharp as a knife.

"Dong Mo! I will definitely defeat you and wash away the shame you have brought upon the Dong family!"

Dong Mo yawned: "Since that's the case, I'll just surrender. You win, let me go back to sleep."

The entire room fell silent.

A sea breeze blew by, carrying away a few fallen leaves.

Dong Yueying's face flushed red at a visible speed.

It's not a shy red.

It is the red of anger.

"Are you... are you humiliating me? I'll tear you to pieces!"

[Supreme Bone: You silly girl! Take back what you said! Apologize to my pigeon!]

Dong Yueying's body trembled slightly. She looked down at her arm, where that familiar, warm power was awakening from the depths of her bones, as if responding to the Supreme Bone's rage.

That was the power of the Supreme Bone. She could feel the Supreme Bone trembling.

"Old friend... has your fighting spirit been ignited too?"

Dong Yueying raised her head, her gaze sharp and intense.

"Then let's attack together!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Dong Yueying's spiritual power erupted!

The pressure from the Golden Core stage cultivator swept outwards like a tangible tide. The wooden sword hummed in her hand, and a visible sword light even condensed on its blade.

Dong Mo looked at Dong Yueying, who was full of fighting spirit, then at the light wooden sword in his hand, and finally at Gu Ziyue, who was glaring at him with eyes that said, "If you dare to surrender, I will kill you."

Then, he said something from the bottom of his heart.

"Hmm... Is it possible to reconcile?"

Gu Ziyue jumped up and gave him a sharp rap on the head.

"You idiot Dong Mo! Can't you have any backbone? Surrender? Does surrendering mean you lose half the battle?"

Dong Mo answered honestly, "No."

Is there a bonus for admitting defeat?

"no."

"Then why are you in such a hurry to admit defeat!"

Dong Mo thought about it carefully and gave what he considered a very good reason: "Because I'm afraid of trouble. And I want to sleep."

Gu Ziyue took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to strangle Dong Mo on the spot. She leaned close to Dong Mo's ear and spoke slowly and deliberately, in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Listen to me... if we lose, I'll have the teacher turn you into a hornet's nest, so you'll never wake up again."

Dong Mo shuddered: "If you dare to do that, I'll tie you to my body and use you as a human shield."

Gu Ziyue gave a sweet smile: "If you dare to use me as a human shield, I'll use my fists to do plastic surgery until you can never show your face again."

Dong Mo: "..."

The two stared at each other for three seconds.

Then Dong Mo decisively raised his hands in surrender.

"Okay, okay, I'll be serious, I'll be serious, alright?"

Dong Mo sighed and resignedly gripped the wooden sword.

"Tsk... You main characters really don't know how to be considerate of a nobody like me, you always like to cause me trouble."

Gu Ziyue frowned: "Causing trouble? You hate me that much?"

"Then do you really think..." Dong Mo turned his head, looking at her expressionlessly, "that I would like you?"

Gu Ziyue's cheeks flushed instantly.

"you……"

"Hey!" Feng Ling Shuang suddenly spoke from the other end, her voice tinged with exasperation, "Can you two stop flirting like that!"

"Who would flirt with a guy like that!" ×2

Dong Mo and Gu Ziyue shouted in unison.

The moment the words left their mouths, the two of them froze, then glared at each other.

Just then, a pop-up window from Supreme Bone suddenly appeared, its words burning with unprecedented rage.

[Supreme Bone: Unforgivable! You vixen, how dare you flirt with my pigeon right in front of me! I'm going to turn you into a fox fur coat!]

The moment the pop-up appeared, a violent force suddenly erupted from Dong Yueying's body!

That was the power of the Supreme Bone! A hint of terror flashed in Dong Yueying's eyes! She found that her body was suddenly out of her control.

That force, like a wild horse unleashed, swept over her body, and she swung her wooden sword straight at Gu Ziyue!

The sword light condensed on the wooden sword suddenly increased by three feet, drawing a dazzling arc in the air!

If this sword strike lands, not only would Gu Ziyue, who is in the Foundation Establishment stage, be seriously injured, but even a Golden Core stage cultivator would be severely injured!

"Purple Moon!"

Dong Mo's pupils contracted sharply. Without thinking, almost instinctively, he took a step forward, grabbed Gu Ziyue's arm with his right hand, and forcefully pulled her behind him.

At the same time, his left hand suddenly shot out!

He spread his fingers and aimed his palm at the sword blade that Dong Yueying was slashing at.

"Buzz..."

An invisible force spread from Dong Mo's palm, and the space in front of him suddenly twisted and deformed, like a transparent wall blocking the way between him and Dong Yueying.

"Kunpeng Treasure Technique - Peng Demon Dragon-Capturing Palm!"

Boom! The wooden sword, imbued with the power of the Supreme Bone, slammed heavily into the spatial barrier.

A terrifying shockwave spread in all directions, and the barrier surrounding the arena trembled violently.

"Click..."

The spatial barrier in front of Dong Mo cracked with a sharp sound, revealing spiderweb-like fissures. But the power of that sword strike was ultimately blocked.

Dong Yueying staggered, finally regaining control of her body. She gasped for breath, her face pale, her eyes filled with lingering fear and confusion.

Dong Mo maintained his position blocking Gu Ziyue, his wooden sword held horizontally in front of his chest, watching Dong Yueying warily.

Gu Ziyue stood behind Dong Mo, staring blankly at his back.

"This blond guy... is he actually that handsome?"

A strange thought suddenly popped into Gu Ziyue's mind. Her cheeks felt slightly hot.

However, this thought didn't even last three seconds...

Feng Ling Shuang charged forward: "Senior Brother Dong, don't forget, you still have me as your opponent!"

Seeing this, Dong Mo suddenly turned around, grabbed Gu Ziyue's shoulder, and then forcefully threw her towards Feng Ling Shuang!

"Go, Pikachu! I choose you!"

Gu Ziyue's body traced a graceful parabola in the air, her fox tail leaving a purple afterimage behind her.

She was completely stunned. At that moment, time seemed to slow down.

She saw Dong Mo's smug face, which was etched with the words "a master planner."

She saw Feng Ling Shuang's face, which was also filled with astonishment.

She saw Xiao Bai covering his mouth and chuckling to himself.

then……

"Dong—Mo—!!!"

Gu Ziyue let out the loudest roar she had ever heard in her life.

Her cheeks flushed red at a visible speed! But this time, it wasn't from embarrassment, but from anger.

really!

I really shouldn't have had any illusions about that damn blond guy!

Give me back my gratitude! You bastard!

boom!

Gu Ziyue's wooden sword erupted with astonishing spiritual power, its dark purple sword light flashing wildly. A fury, almost tangible, burned within her amber eyes.

Then! She brandished her wooden sword and angrily slashed at Feng Ling Shuang.

That aura, that power, that gaze...

It was as if the person standing in front of her was not Feng Ling Shuang, but some repulsive blond-haired man.