MMB Chapter 340 We are the champions!
Chapter 340 We are the champions!
"You come back here!"
Chen You grabbed Zhang Shun, who was about to plunge into the water.
The tight swim trunks made Zhang Shun gasp, and he turned around with a frustrated expression.
"Brother! Those bastards are going too far!"
Chen You sneered, his gaze sweeping over the underworld monsters on the water's surface, who were recklessly throwing water mines and casting broken nets.
He loosened his grip on Zhang Shun and patted the water off his hands.
"If you're going to play like this, then you're not even human."
He opened the system interface and hovered his finger over the title bar.
Chen You immediately removed the title he had kept hidden, "Pioneer of Immortal Cultivation," and replaced it with another title that had been gathering dust for a long time—
[The Ghost's Sorrow]
The moment the title was bestowed, the air in the entire Huangquan Sports Center seemed to freeze.
The originally chilling indoor temperature suddenly transformed into a terrifying pressure that sent shivers down one's spine.
That was an absolute crushing force from the laws of higher dimensions, the pure malevolent energy condensed after thousands of undead were reduced to ashes under the sword.
"Gurgle gurgle..."
On track two, the water monkey that was about to spit out its second pale net suddenly froze.
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Extreme fear flashed in its bulging eyes, and a distorted scream escaped its throat.
His limbs stiffened instantly, and he sank straight to the bottom of the water, leaving behind only a string of despairing bubbles.
On track three, the headless floating corpses, pulling mines out of their chests, seemed to be struck by an invisible giant hammer.
Their swollen bodies contracted violently, the mines in their hands fell into their mouths, and then they knelt down in the shallow water, trembling like leaves.
Yaksha on track four fared even worse; the rusty steel fork slipped from his hand and smashed into his own instep, and he didn't even dare to utter a scream.
He simply covered his head with his arms, buried his face in the black pool water, and trembled with his buttocks sticking out.
The entire room fell silent.
Only the black foam on the water's surface continued to burst.
The referee, Aguda, who held the skeletal starting pistol in his hand, had two green soul flames in his eye sockets that were shaking violently and were almost extinguished.
Its skeleton creaked under the strain, and with a thud, its knees slammed onto the tiles, and it collapsed to its knees.
"Master...you, what is this...?" Aguda's voice trembled, and he didn't even bother to fix his sunglasses, which had slipped down to the tip of his nose.
That absolute oppression from the depths of its soul, from the superior to the inferior, prevented it from even having the courage to stand up.
Chen You ignored Aguda, who was kneeling down. He walked to the edge of the pool and looked at the immobilized monsters in the water.
Zhang Shun and Ao Guang, who were closest to Chen You, were also affected.
Zhang Shun's originally bulging muscles visibly shrank by two-tenths. He swallowed and moved two steps to the side.
"Brother, the murderous aura emanating from you... is a bit too strong."
Ao Guang, who was in the water, shivered violently and almost dropped his thermos.
"Hey! What are you doing, young man!" Ao Guang kicked his legs frantically while using his status as a mythical-level heroic spirit to withstand the pressure.
"This old man with gout is so scared he'll be paralyzed! What kind of eerie aura is this?!"
Chen You glanced at them.
The title "Ghost's Bane" grants absolute attribute suppression and mental deterrence against all undead monsters.
Although the Old Dragon King and Zhang Shun are currently in the form of wandering ghosts and undead, one is a mythical level and the other is a legendary level.
In addition, Chen You, as the summoner, deliberately suppressed his hostility towards his teammates, which allowed them to move with difficulty.
As for the giant rubber duck—
"Huh?"
The giant rubber duck tilted its head, its eyes still clear and silly, and even stretched out its wings to scratch its butt.
As a mythical-level mutated Netherworld Guide Beast, Chen You's title has no effect on it.
"Stop talking nonsense and swim." Chen You stood on the shore, arms crossed, displaying the cold-blooded face of a capitalist.
"These opponents have already forfeited. If you don't swim in first place, your wages will be docked!"
Upon hearing the words "wage deduction," the laid-off and re-employed Old Dragon King instantly became furious.
"How can young people be so greedy as to deduct wages! The older folks are really going all out!"
Ao Guang stuffed the goji berries into his mouth and used both hands and feet.
A violent eddy suddenly appeared on the water's surface, propelling him around like a speedboat.
He swam his originally slow backstroke with the momentum of breaking Olympic records.
"Snapped!"
Ao Guang slammed his hand on the pool wall, panting heavily: "Next baton! Hurry up!"
"quack!"
The giant rubber duck leaped into the water with a "plop".
The so-called breaststroke, in its form, becomes nothing more than floating on water.
Its two small orange flippers left afterimages as it swung underwater, its round body like a rubber boat with a motor, carving a white wake on the surface of the water.
A true "turbocharged duck".
As it passed track number two, the giant rubber duck curiously stretched out its head and pecked at the water monkey that was floating on the surface pretending to be dead, which startled the water monkey and made it sink two meters further.
In just over ten seconds, the giant rubber duck completed its 100-meter sprint and crashed headfirst into the shore.
"My turn!"
Zhang Shun roared and plunged into the water.
The legendary value of the water ghost was fully revealed at this moment.
His butterfly stroke was extremely exaggerated, with each swing of his arms creating two towering columns of water.
He even deliberately swam in a very entertaining way, maneuvering and turning on the water, and didn't forget to show off his biceps to the side lane.
"You bunch of idiots! Take a good look at my dashing figure, White Streak in the Waves!"
Zhang Shun, his movements sparkling and lightning-like, laughed wildly as he pounded his way to the finish line.
Finally, it was Chen You's turn to run the baton for the fourth time.
Chen You glanced at the completely silent swimming pool and sighed.
He walked to the diving platform and jumped forward.
There was no splash, no ripple.
The moment Chen You entered the water, the chilling, cold water seemed to encounter something terrifying and automatically parted to both sides.
Chen You doesn't even need to breathe in the water; he just needs to move forward, and the water will automatically give way, creating a vacuum channel.
He completed the competition in a very strange "strolling" manner.
"Bang!"
Chen You's hand touched the pool wall.
He jumped out of the pool and turned to look at the referee, Aguda, who was standing on the shore, dumbfounded.
"Referee, we won! Blow the whistle!"
Aguda's entire skeleton was trembling.
He glanced at the water monkey rolling its eyes at the bottom of the pool, then at Chen You.
"beep--"
A piercing whistle echoed through the sports center.
"The 8th Underworld Games, 4x100m Medley Relay, Lane 1... Victory!"
Aguda's voice was trembling.
Chen You removed the title "Ghost's Bane" and reverted to "Pioneer of Immortal Path".
The terrifying pressure that had enveloped the entire Huangquan Sports Center vanished instantly.
Aguda's bones made a series of cracking sounds.
It struggled to stand up, bracing itself against the wet tiles with both hands.
"A reward." Chen You walked up to Aguda, extended his hand, palm up.
Aguda swallowed a non-existent saliva, his jaw trembling violently: "Master... this... this must be done according to the rules."
Chen You raised an eyebrow: "What rules? Are you trying to renege on your debt?"
"I wouldn't dare! I wouldn't dare even if you gave me ten lives!" Aguda waved his hands repeatedly.
"The Underworld Games have strict rules; the system will only issue prizes after the award ceremony is completed."
Chen You gave an impatient snort.
"Hurry up."
Aguda immediately turned around and shouted at the top of his lungs at the empty stands.
"Hostess team! Get out here and clean up the mess! No, I mean, come out and present the awards!"