MM Racing Chapter 437 Anyone can say that.
Chapter 437 Anyone can say that.
1:1 tie!
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
Saros whirled around, glaring at Auro: "Are you out of your mind? Didn't you say..."
"President Salos," Auro interrupted him, his tone calm, "the will of the gods cannot be presumptuous."
Saros was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
Sander paused for two seconds, then abruptly turned to look at Oro.
His two-meter-tall, burly body trembled violently, and the shoulder straps of his overalls snapped straight.
She raised her thick arm, put her index and middle fingers together, tapped her forehead, and then swung it forcefully toward Oro on the throne.
An extremely hardcore flying kiss.
Combined with her comical center-parted hair and sharp jawline, she was incredibly striking.
"You understand me," Sander shouted in a deep voice.
On the throne, Auro's hand holding the staff trembled violently, almost causing him to drop it.
His compassionate face froze instantly, and he silently looked away, his stomach churning.
Chen You stood below the stage and chuckled softly.
Everything was planned.
The purpose of deliberately guiding the three people to vote one by one was for this reason.
Saros is a reckless man; his first choice will inevitably be the NPC.
Oro is a cunning old fox. With more options in his second shot, he will never take the blame and will definitely bet on a draw.
The Moon Arrow was saved for last.
Now, all eyes are focused on the throne in the very center.
Second in the entire server, Elf God race, Guild leader of the [Moon God's Radiance] guild, Moon Arrow.
She was wearing a pure white dress and hovered barefoot on the edge of the throne.
Her exquisite face was devoid of any superfluous expression as she coldly looked down at the arena below.
Moon Arrow's gaze swept over Sander, who was still posing, and then glanced at the goblin who had fainted on the ground.
The content of this competition is not the point at all.
She doesn't need to watch the performance; she just needs to be certain of one thing.
Will they openly support Chen You in public, or will they unite with the other two leaders of the Divine Race against external threats?
In terms of art, her biggest mistake was not even making it to the finals.
Of course, she could actually guess what Chen You was thinking.
Moon Arrow looked at Lin Miao behind Chen You.
It's all because of her.
Moon Arrow raised his right hand, and a red light condensed at his fingertips.
She was prepared to give it to the goblins.
Just as the red light was about to shoot out, Chen You took a step forward.
"President Yue."
A clear voice rang out in the empty square.
Moon Arrow paused, looking down at Chen You.
Chen You tilted his head back, his hands in his pockets, his expression calm.
"Do you remember our promise?"
The room fell silent for a moment after he said that.
Saros and Auro both turned their heads to look at the Moon Arrow.
Lin Miao, standing behind Chen You, widened her eyes in surprise.
A hint of surprise flashed in Moon Arrow's otherwise calm eyes.
Of course she remembers.
She owed Chen You a promise in exchange for obtaining the conditions to unlock the dungeon destruction mode.
A request made by Chen You, which she must unconditionally fulfill as long as it does not violate her principles.
She thought Chen You would use this promise to exchange for top-tier equipment, rare materials, or even for her to kill a powerful boss.
But now, in this farcical and ridiculous draft showdown?
To save an NPC who dances a bizarre dance?
"You're going to use it here?" Moon Arrow's voice grew even colder.
Chen You smiled.
"right."
Chen You nodded without the slightest hesitation, "Now."
Moon Arrow fell silent.
She looked at Chen You's calm face, trying to find a trace of panic or a joke in it.
No.
Chen You's eyes were deep, as if everything was within his calculations.
She got it.
He deliberately let Salos pitch first, anticipating that Oro would try to cheat, and thus forced the deciding game into his own hands.
Such deep scheming.
What a bizarre scheme.
Moon Arrow took a deep breath, and the red light at his fingertips instantly transformed into blue light representing the player's faction.
"I vote for this lady."
A blue light streaked across the night sky and fell onto the scoreboard.
2: 1.
The system notification sound rang out loudly.
[First round of rulings concluded! The players' faction wins!]
The entire arena fell silent, then the players erupted in a deafening roar that shook the heavens.
"They really won?!"
"The Invincible Wanderer!"
"My mentor is awesome!"
Countless glow sticks waved in the air, converging into a blue ocean.
Sander was so excited that he knelt down, hugged the basketball, and roared to the sky, tears streaming down his face again.
Meanwhile, the atmosphere on the NPC side instantly plummeted to freezing point.
After a brief silence, an even more intense protest erupted.
"A cover-up!"
The fish-girl Popo rushed to the edge of the ring, her gills on both sides of her neck opening and closing violently, spraying out strings of bubbles.
"This is a blatant cover-up!" Bobo pointed at the Moon Arrow on the throne, then at Chen You.
"You've all conspired! That elven woman owes you a favor; she's not judging art at all!"
The centaur rider raised its forelegs high and stomped heavily on the stone slabs.
"That's not fair! That human woman's dance was utterly devoid of beauty!"
A giant green slime wriggled its body, making a gurgling sound, and its acid corroded the ground.
"We demand a rematch! We demand a change of referee!"
The NPC faction has completely rioted.
The three top players in the entire server sat on the throne, each with a different expression.
Saros was somewhat bewildered, seemingly not understanding how things had developed this way.
Oro closed his eyes to rest, while Moon Arrow coldly stared at Chen You.
"Captain Chen, what do we do?" Lin Miao approached Chen You, her expression tense. "They look like they're about to go berserk."
"Don't panic." Chen You glanced at the time; there were still 12 minutes left.
If we can just stall for time, we'll win 1-0.
He turned to face the players.
"Brothers."
"Did you see those furious faces over there?"
The players quieted down and stared at him intently.
"They can't afford to lose," Chen You said, pointing at the NPC faction with a contemptuous tone.
"They pride themselves on respecting the rules, yet they lack even the courage to admit defeat."
"Now, they're trying to cover up their incompetence with their loud voices."
"Can we indulge them?"
"No!" the players roared in unison.
"Very good." Chen You's lips curled into a wicked smile. "Let them see what real talk-no-jutsu is!"
The entire audience was stunned for a moment.
Does this mean... it's a competition of sarcasm?
"They're getting anxious! They're getting anxious!" a berserker player shouted.
"Oh dear, my family is so upset!"
"No way, no way, someone can really lose and then refuse to admit defeat, right?"
"With this level of skill, you're even participating in talent shows? You should just find a job in a factory!"
Tens of thousands of players worked in unison, launching a comprehensive linguistic attack.
There are no dirty words, only critical hits.
The fish-girl Bobo was so angry at the words "Did you get your voice squeezed by a door or kicked by a donkey?" that she trembled all over and pointed at the player camp, unable to speak for a long time.
The centaur was mocked for having "four legs but not being as good at jumping as people with two legs. I suggest donating it to a hot pot restaurant." It was so angry that it foamed at the mouth.
The green goblin was completely taken aback by the comment, "You look like an underdeveloped potato," and started rolling around on the ground in a frenzy.
The entire square had been completely transformed into a massive scene of shouting and cursing.