摸硬了武警的的大j8

Chapter 712: 3... 2... 1!

He hadn\'t yet gotten his bearings when he felt his body floating. It was too late before he realized that someone lifted him up and swung him around.

"Ah Jin, you did amazing!" Luo Yan said, laughing happily.

"Yan—put me down--!" Luo Jin said, no longer bothering that the other people in the pavilion might hear his brother\'s real name. How could he even think of that when he was being spun around like this?

Luo Yan just laughed, clearly happy that his brother passed the quarterfinal round. After spinning one more time, he put Luo Jin down. The other glared at him. But it didn\'t really have any effect because his small avatar was just too cute. It\'s the reason why he couldn\'t resist lifting him up. Because aside from the fact that he was just genuinely happy that his brother won, this was probably the only time he could do something like lifting him up and spinning him around.

After all, in reality, Luo Jin was way taller and heavier than him.

"Don\'t be mad, Ah Jin. I\'m just happy that you won," he said with a grin.

Luo Jin only crossed his arms in front of his chest, his expression almost looked like he was pouting. "Fine. Just make sure you\'ll also win your match."

Luo Yan grinned and ruffled his brother\'s hair. "Was there even a doubt about that?"

Xia Lei stared at the interaction between the two. He had already noticed the closeness between Noctis and the young master since the start of the preliminary. They had always been together, so, it was kind of hard not to notice. He thought that it was only because they were from the same team. But looking at them right now, that\'s probably not the only reason. They acted more like… brothers?

He suddenly remembered his sister. Not because the interaction of the two reminded him of their sibling relationship, but because he knew that if her sister was here, she might have the urge to ship the two.

No, maybe not. After all, his sister was very faithful to the NightCloud CP. To the point that she would post fanarts almost every week. And that\'s something. Considering how busy she was as a college student. Drawing fanarts despite her busy schedule, that\'s dedication right there.

His thoughts were cut off by the voice of the Duke of Hearts.

"Now that three matches were over, we will now continue on to the last match of the quarter finals!"

As soon as the duke said that, cheers erupted from the crowd. It was like the first match when they kept on cheering on for the golden dragon. But this time, the crowd seemed to be divided into two factions. One was cheering for Noctis and the other was cheering for Razor.

"Noctis!!!"

"Noctis, my money is on you!!! You better win this!!!"

"Razor! Razor! Razor!"

"Razor, you better not sleep on this fight!"

Hearing the reaction of the crowd, Luo Wei Tian turned to his eldest. "Xiao Yan is really popular."

"Well, it\'s weirder if Yan Yan is not popular," Luo Ren answered.

Eclipse sitting between the two nodded his little head. "Mashter is pretty and strong and wonderful. It\'s only natural for everyone to like him. Those who don\'t like him either have problems with their eyes or they\'re simply envious of Mashter\'s beauty."

"Eclipse is really smart," Luo Wei Tian commented.

The little boy grinned at the white-haired elf. "Thanks, Uncle! Mashter also often say that Eclipse is smart."

"Then, it must be true since Yan Yan said it," Luo Ren added.

"Yes!" Eclipse agreed enthusiastically.

Yu Jiao, who was listening to the conversation of the three, couldn\'t help but chuckle. Seriously, her impression of Uncle Luo had been completely overturned. The image she had of one of the richest men in S City now disappeared and all she could think of was the image of a loving father.

The Luo siblings were really lucky to have such a father.

The voice of the Duke of Hearts once again echoed across the coliseum.

"Oh, this lord thinks that everyone is really pumped up for this match. This lord also feels the same way. The reason for pairing these last two players is very obvious. You peasants want to see a fight between two Assassins. Did this lord got it right?"

One could hear the resounding \'yes\' from the crowd.

"Well, since we already know who will fight in this last match, why don\'t we welcome them?" the duke continued.

Inside the pavilion, Luo Jin said to his brother, "Yan, go and win."

Luo Yan grinned with confidence. "Of course, I will."

That\'s the last thing he said before disappearing and appearing on the rink below the pavilion.

He looked ahead at the opponent standing opposite him. Razor was standing in a languid posture. The other raised his hand to cover his mouth which was currently hidden behind a mask. It was a gesture that one would make if they were yawning.

Luo Yan raised one of his brows. He didn\'t know that one could still feel the urge to yawn in a virtual game like this. It might just be a ploy to solidify his \'lazy\' image. Or, he might indeed be just sleepy. It\'s more likely the latter. He just couldn\'t see Razor as the type to go around enforcing some kind of image. Luo Yan would rather believe that the other was just naturally lazy.

His observation was cut short because of the voice of the duke.

"Now, let\'s begin the final match. Noctis versus Razor!"

The duke disappeared and the familiar countdown appeared between Luo Yan and Razor.

3… 2… 1!