bookrebus Chapter 185 Why can’t you fly? Don’t you want to?
Chapter 185 Why can’t you fly? Don’t you want to?
Chen Yile raised his head, a hint of helplessness in his eyes, and looked at the fans on the screen who were arguing for him.
He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound calm and gentle: "Everyone, stop arguing. The innocent will be innocent. I'm fine."
"Those misunderstandings will be cleared up sooner or later. We don't need to argue with them."
Despite Chen Yile's gentle tone, fans still felt indignant.
Countless messages flashed across the barrage, all expressing their sympathy for him:
"Brother Le, you are so kind!"
"We all saw it clearly. In those matches at the Mountain Garden, you and Lin Feihong fought with all your might."
"Master Qinghui sacrificed his life to save Lin Feihong, and Master Xuanqing also died after being infected with corpse qi!"
"Yeah, Brother Le, everyone saw that you and Lin Feihong had done your best, and yet someone still said that to you. That's really too much!"
"Those people are just jealous. They've studied Taoism for decades, but they're still not as good as you, so they come here to pick a fight!"
Chen Yile felt warm in his heart, knowing that the fans were doing this for his own good, but he didn't want to escalate the situation.
He was about to persuade him a few more times when the other party suddenly spoke in a harsh voice.
"Chen Yile, I think you are just a guy with nothing but good looks!"
"I've been studying Taoism for decades, but I've never seen a fellow Taoist as frivolous as you."
"Do you dare to compete with me to see who is the real one?"
This guy's words quickly attracted the attention of others.
The live broadcast room was silent for a few seconds, and then the barrage of comments came in like a tide.
"Brother Le, fuck him!"
"This kind of person is the most annoying, Brother Le, we must compete!"
"If Brother Le doesn't compete, I'll compete for him!"
Chen Yile couldn't help but feel a headache when he saw the fans in the barrage asking him to accept the challenge.
Although he didn't want to cause trouble, the other party's provocation was so obvious that if he kept giving in, it would probably make his fans even more uneasy.
After thinking for a moment, Chen Yile decided to accept the challenge.
He adjusted the camera, gave a faint smile and said.
"Since everyone says so, then I agree. But we have to make it clear first, and don't go too far."
The other party didn't seem to expect that Chen Yile would actually agree, and the barrage of comments instantly quieted down.
Then the other party's voice came through the live broadcast room, sounding a little proud.
"Haha, I've heard that you, Chen Yile, are quite famous. Today, let me, Taoist Zhiming, come and see you!"
"How about we compete like this? You use one spell, I use another, and we'll battle until one of us runs out of tricks.
Chen Yile heard this and a smile flashed in his eyes: "Okay, I'll do as you say."
Taoist Zhiming chuckled and continued, "Then I'll go first, so you don't accuse me of bullying you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the screen in the live broadcast room shook, and Taoist Zhiming quickly made a hand gesture, and a dazzling lightning suddenly appeared in his hand.
He shouted in a low voice: "Palm Thunder!" A bolt of lightning instantly shot out from his hand and hit the vase behind him.
With a loud "bang", the vase shattered and fragments flew everywhere.
Zhiming Daoist's fans were immediately excited, with the barrage of messages flooding with gifts and cheers:
"Master Zhiming is mighty!"
"So handsome! Beautiful fight!"
"This is the real Taoism!"
Taoist Zhiming looked at the ever-increasing PK points, and the smile on his face became more and more proud.
He raised his eyebrows towards the camera and looked at Chen Yile provocatively: "Well, Fellow Daoist Chen, it's your turn."
Chen Yile stood up slowly and looked around his live broadcast room.
He moved his wrists slightly, then put his hands together and chanted a spell.
As he chanted the spell, a strange fluctuation seemed to appear in the air.
Suddenly, his hands quickly separated, lightning gathered in his palms, and a dazzling electric light instantly condensed in his hands.
"Palm Thunder!" He shouted softly, and the lightning in his hand shot out with a bang, hitting the cabinet behind him directly.
There was a loud bang, and the cabinet was instantly blown to pieces, wood chips flew everywhere, and cracks were also shaken out on the wall.
Chen Yile's live broadcast room suddenly exploded, and the barrage of comments quickly filled the screen:
"Brother Le is awesome!"
"This is the real palm thunder! It even broke the cabinet!"
"So cool, I'm willing to cheer for Brother Le!"
Along with the carnival of barrage, all kinds of valuable gifts poured in like a tide.
Chen Yile's PK points instantly surpassed Zhiming Taoist by more than 20,000 points.
Taoist Zhiming's originally smug expression froze in an instant, and his face turned ugly.
But he still said forcefully: "Don't be complacent, it's not over yet!"
Chen Yile smiled slightly and motioned for him to continue.
Taoist Zhiming was not willing to be outdone. He took out a copper coin sword and began to chant incantations.
While chanting the spell, he glanced at Chen Yile out of the corner of his eye, as if waiting for something.
However, when he finished chanting the spell, the copper coin sword only trembled slightly and did not fly up.
He was stunned for a moment, then began to chant the incantation again, but the copper coin sword was still only trembling slightly and never left his hand.
At this point, Chen Yile's fans began to laugh in the comments:
"Haha, you can't pretend anymore!"
"If you can't do it, stop pretending and admit defeat!"
"I feel embarrassed for him."
Taoist Zhiming's face suddenly turned red and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He gritted his teeth, but finally lowered his head helplessly, clicked the surrender button, and quickly exited the PK.
Seeing this, Chen Yile was about to say something when suddenly the system's voice rang in his mind.
"Congratulations to the host, PK victory, reward points 300."
His heart moved and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Then he smiled and said to the fans in the live broadcast room: "Thank you for your support, it's really hard work!"
Fans were still sending various gifts and barrages, and the atmosphere in the live broadcast room was pushed to a climax.
Chen Yile looked at the time and found that it was almost noon, so he spoke to the camera.
"Let's stop here for today's live broadcast. I should take a break."
He was about to end the live broadcast when Wang Jiajia walked into the room.
Looking at the broken cabinet, he said distressedly: "Brother Le, although I won, this cabinet is too expensive, it's not worth it!"
Chen Yile scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "Next time I compete, I'd better go outside to avoid damaging things at home."
When the fans in the live broadcast room saw this scene, they all laughed and some even joked.
"Brother Le, remember to find an abandoned place for your next competition, otherwise we will feel bad for your furniture!"
Chen Yile nodded, smiled and waved: "Okay, let's stop here today, see you all!"
The screen in the live broadcast room slowly dimmed, and the fans' final comments and gifts were still flashing on the screen until the screen disappeared completely.