Chapter 272: Honkai: Star Rail — The Xianzhou General Wouldn't Dream of a Yandere Chapter 269: Luo Cha: How Am I Supposed to Say This

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

"Looks like Seele lost to Luan Po."

March 7th stared at the arena screen, watching helplessly as Seele's scythe shattered its blade against Luan Po, while the latter didn't even change her defensive stance.

"But it doesn't matter either. Everyone in Yarilo-VI is securing Luka's ranking." Dan Heng flipped through the matchup table.

Seele still has a chance after losing this match, but since she lost to Luan Po, Luka will be able to face opponents who aren't so overpowered next.

"That's true." March 7th nodded pretending to understand.

She actually had zero concept of this kind of ranking-securing maneuver in tournaments.

"Hehe~~ Don't wanna think about that. When I went out, I took down that Memokeeper with just two arrows~~"

March 7th happily started sharing her battle record.

She originally thought Memokeepers would all be as troublesome as Margaret or Black Swan, but two Six-Phase Ice arrows sent over and the opponent just dropped flat.

"Not bad. Next round you get a bye."

Dan Heng opened March 7th's bracket, tapped the screen with his fingertip — next round, March 7th advances automatically.

"Hehe~~ Worthy of this young lady, just good luck." March 7th leaned over to glance at Dan Heng's phone screen, smiling even more radiantly.

Dan Heng smiled, didn't speak.

March 7th's match really ended in just a few arrows as she said.

But those arrows actually all missed.

It was Chang Ye taking over the moment the arrows left her hand, finishing the opponent in one second, so March 7th thought her own arrows had pierced straight through the enemy.

If not for rules prohibiting killing, Chang Ye could probably have made that Memokeeper perform a swing ride for the audience right on the spot.

As for the bye.

That was Xuan Ge's protection of March 7th.

If it went by normal bracket progression, March 7th would be brushed out right at the entrance to the advancement matches.

After all, the opponents behind are all too overpowered.

Bu Si Tu, Huang Quan, two Xianzhou Generals, Fen Feng, etc.....

"Next is Mr. Welt's match. What do you want to drink, I'll go get it."

Dan Heng stood up, looking at Xing and March 7th.

"Dan Heng little brother, get me one too, whatever you think."

Bo Tiou was holding a sign cheering for Luan Po, and in a busy moment shouted over this way.

"I'll go together too." Bu Si Tu stood up.

Bo Tiou has to wait for Luan Po to finish, he's idle anyway.

"Mm." Dan Heng nodded.

"Shen Wu specialty Green Plum Drink is fine——" March 7th raised her hand.

Dan Heng noted it down, and left the VIP seats together with Bu Si Tu.

"By the way, Ji Zi jie, where's Yang Shu?" March 7th scooted over to sit beside Ji Zi, "Since early this morning, Yang Shu hasn't been around."

"Welt said he went to warm up." Ji Zi reached out to pull March 7th to her side, patted her shoulder.

"He said... this Star Sky Martial Arts, he must go all out, cannot leave regrets."

"Hehe—— Rare to see Yang Shu this fired up." March 7th swung her legs, didn't think too much.

Inside the player lounge.

Welt stood very straight, breathing pressed extremely flat.

"Hope it really isn't him."

He muttered to himself facing the empty room.

He still couldn't quite believe Otto was still alive.

The universe's multi-directional repetition and similarity, he had witnessed with his own eyes — Silver Wolf and Bronya are the best examples.

And Yarilo-VI's Kokolia isn't that bad either, just forced into a dead end.

He repeatedly used these reasons to comfort himself, trying to forcefully suppress that zero-frame startup impulse back down before Eden's Star could respond to his emotions.

Inside another player lounge.

Luo Cha was facing the mirror tidying his newly changed clothes, fingers smoothing the last crease on his shoulder seam, corners of his mouth holding their usual gentle shallow smile.

"Mr. Welt, seems like a good opponent. This should leave a good impression. After all, I also want to get on the train and see."

Since Abundance was taken control of by Xuan Huang, he no longer had the ability to kill the Pharmacist.

The Propagation Fragment was also snatched away by Xuan Huang.

The only thing he can do now is wipe Abundance's ass and clean up messes like Xuan Ge, beyond that, nothing else.

Boarding the Astral Express isn't a bad choice, pioneering together, sounds like fun.

"Match channel opened, please players enter swim lanes within ten minutes to await teleport."

Broadcast voice echoed in the corridor.

Luo Cha confirmed every detail of his clothes one last time, pushed the door and walked out.

Welt tightened his grip on the cane in his hand, also pushed open the door.

The screen lit up.

The two figures were simultaneously teleported onto the competition platform.

The moment Welt looked up and saw that figure across from him, the string that had been stretched taut in his mind all morning snapped.

What the hell are you wearing!

Luocha stood in the center of the arena, black leather shoes, white suit, the right sleeve black, a red shoulder drape falling from his shoulder, smiling with arms spread wide, as if displaying a meticulously chosen formal dress.

"Oh~~ Is Mr. Welt interested in this outfit of mine?"

Luocha perceived the gaze nailed dead onto him, and simply spread his arms completely, letting Welt see clearly.

"Zzt—" Black lightning exploded from the tip of Welt's cane.

"Mr. Welt, this is...." A trace of genuine puzzlement surfaced in Luocha's smile.

He hadn't even managed to say a few polite words.

"Match start!"

The announcement had already sounded.

But neither of the two made a move to attack first.

"Hehe~~ Mr. Welt, I'm in the martial zone due to certain unavoidable reasons."

Luocha thought for a moment, deciding to explain first.

He had clearly signed up for the literary contest, yet was changed to martial by Xuan Huang personally.

The biggest reason was probably that he originally wanted to use Jing Liu to conquer the Abundance Pharmacist;

Plus his occasional visits to Xuan Jing Er, which caused this blondie to be targeted by Xuan Ge.

That was why he now stood on the martial arts track.

Welt's lenses glinted with white light, not uttering a word.

He had already begun charging power.

Your Uncle Yang here is a thunder pressure cooker right now, ready to blow at the slightest touch.

Luocha felt this was a good opportunity.

Anyway, he couldn't possibly really fight the Astral Express people, and he had no grudge with Welt.

He spread his arms again, wearing that smile which in Welt's eyes overlapped one hundred percent with a certain someone.

"How should I put this—Abundance has no backup, but they still have me? I can completely act for the Pharmacist...."

His original words were actually meant for Xuan Ge.

"How should I put this—he has no father, but he still has me? I can completely be his life's guide, no?"

This sentence boomed and exploded in Welt's mind.

Exactly the same.

Luocha wasn't just attacking him with his face, his words attacking him, his attire attacking him, everything, everything.

Even his breathing was attacking him.

"Eden's Star, Zero-Rated Power · Pseudo Black Hole — Release!"

Welt, face dark, pointed his cane at Luocha, directly cutting off the other's speech.

"Tear him to shreds!!!"

Luocha's pupils violently contracted.

A black hole was smashing toward him at an impossible-to-dodge speed

Too fast, this black hole was as if premeditated.

As if from the moment Welt stepped onto the track to the frame before releasing the black hole, he had been continuously evaluating him.

Ready for zero-frame startup at any moment.