437: Chapter 437 Anyone can say that.

1:1 Tie!

The whole crowd was in an uproar.

Salos turned his head abruptly and glared at Oro: "Did you get water in your brain? Didn't you say..."

"Guild Leader Salos." Oro interrupted him, his tone calm, "The will of the gods cannot be guessed at recklessly."

Salos was so angry he gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.

Sander froze for two seconds, then suddenly turned to look at Oro.

Her two-meter-tall, burly frame trembled violently, the shoulder straps of her overalls pulled taut.

She raised her thick arm, pressed her index and middle fingers together to tap her forehead, and then swung them forcefully toward Oro on the throne.

An extremely hardcore flying kiss.

Coupled with her comical center-part hairstyle and rigid jawline, it was full of impact.

"You get me." Sander shouted in a deep, resonant voice.

On the throne, the hand Oro used to hold his staff trembled violently, and he almost threw the staff away.

His compassionate face instantly stiffened, he silently averted his gaze, his stomach churning.

Chen You stood off-stage and chuckled.

Everything was within his calculations.

Deliberately guiding the three of them to vote one by one was for this very reason.

Salos was a brute; the first to vote would inevitably vote for the NPC.

Oro was an old fox; the second to vote had more options, and he would never let himself take the blame, so he would inevitably vote for a tie.

Arrow of the Moon was left for last.

Now, all eyes were focused on the throne in the center.

The second-ranked player in the server, Elf God Clan, [Moon Gods Radiance] guild leader, Arrow of the Moon.

She wore a pure white long dress, her bare feet hovering over the edge of the throne.

Her stunningly beautiful face was devoid of any excess expression, looking down coldly at the arena below.

Arrow of the Moon's gaze swept over Sander, who was still striking a pose, and then glanced at the goblin who had fainted on the ground.

The content of this competition was not the point at all.

She didn't need to watch the performance; she only needed to confirm one thing.

Whether to publicly support Chen You in front of everyone, or to stand united with the other two God Clan guild leaders against outsiders.

If it came to art, she wouldn't even have made it to the finals; that was already the biggest mistake.

Of course, she could actually guess what Chen You was thinking.

Arrow of the Moon looked at Lin Miao behind Chen You.

It's all because of her, isn't it?

Arrow of the Moon raised her right hand, and a red light condensed at her fingertips.

She was prepared to vote for the goblin.

Just at the moment the red light was about to be shot, Chen You took a step forward.

"Guild Leader Yue."

A clear voice rang out across the open plaza.

Arrow of the Moon paused, looking down at Chen You.

Chen You looked up, his hands in his pockets, his expression calm.

"Do you still remember the promise we made?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole arena went quiet for a moment.

Salos and Oro both turned their heads at the same time to look at Arrow of the Moon.

Lin Miao, behind Chen You, widened her eyes in surprise.

A trace of astonishment flashed through Arrow of the Moon's calm eyes.

Of course she remembered.

Back then, in order to exchange for the conditions to unlock the dungeon Destruction Mode, she had owed Chen You a promise.

A request proposed by Chen You that she had to fulfill unconditionally, as long as it didn't violate her principles.

She thought Chen You would use this promise to trade for top-tier equipment, rare materials, or even have her kill some powerful BOSS.

But now, in this ridiculous talent show duel?

To save an NPC who was dancing a strange dance?

"You want to use it here?" Arrow of the Moon's voice became even colder.

Chen You smiled.

"Yes."

Chen You nodded without the slightest hesitation, "Right now."

Arrow of the Moon was silent.

She looked at Chen You's calm face, trying to find a trace of panic or joking in it.

There was none.

Chen You's eyes were deep, as if everything was within his calculations.

She understood.

He deliberately let Salos vote first, calculated that Oro would be opportunistic, and forced the deciding round into her hands.

What deep scheming.

What eerie calculations.

Arrow of the Moon took a deep breath, and the red light at her fingertips instantly transformed into the blue light representing the player faction.

"I vote for this lady."

The blue light cut through the night sky and landed on the scoreboard.

2:1.

The system prompt exploded loudly.

[The first round of judgment is over! The player faction wins!]

The whole arena was dead silent, and then, the player faction erupted with roars that shattered the clouds.

"We really won?!"

"God You is invincible!"

"Mentor is awesome!"

Countless glow sticks waved in the air, gathering into a blue ocean.

Sander was so excited that she knelt on the ground, hugging the basketball and howling at the sky, two lines of hot tears rolling down again.

On the NPC faction side, the atmosphere instantly dropped to freezing point.

After a brief silence, even more violent protests erupted.

"Rigged!"

The fish girl Bobo rushed to the edge of the stage, the gills on both sides of her neck opening and closing violently, spraying out strings of bubbles.

"This is blatant rigging!" Bobo pointed at Arrow of the Moon on the throne, and then at Chen You.

"You guys colluded! That elf woman owes you a favor; she is not judging art at all!"

The centaur contestant raised its front hooves high and stomped heavily on the stone slab.

"Unfair! That human woman's dance has no aesthetic appeal at all!"

A huge green Slime wriggled its body, making gurgling sounds, its acid corroding the ground.

"Demand a rematch! Demand a change of judges!"

The NPC faction completely rioted.

The three top players of the server sat on the thrones, their expressions varied.

Salos was a bit bewildered, seemingly not understanding how it developed into this.

Oro closed his eyes to rest, while Arrow of the Moon looked coldly at Chen You.

"Captain Chen, what should we do?" Lin Miao leaned close to Chen You, looking nervous, "They seem like they're about to go berserk."

"Don't panic." Chen You glanced at the time; there were still 12 minutes left.

As long as he dragged out this time, he would take the final victory with a 1:0 score.

He turned to face the players.

"Brothers."

"Did you see the exasperated faces on the other side?"

The players quieted down and looked at him in unison.

"They can't afford to lose." Chen You pointed at the NPC faction, his tone contemptuous.

"They claim to respect the rules, yet they don't even have the courage to admit defeat."

"Now, they want to use their loud voices to cover up their incompetence."

"Can we let them get away with it?"

"No!" The players roared in unison.

"Very good." The corner of Chen You's mouth curled into a mischievous smile, "Let them see what real verbal combat is!"

The whole crowd was stunned for a moment.

This means... we're going to have a mocking contest?

"They're triggered, they're triggered, they're triggered!" A Berserker player led the chant.

"Oh, they're broken, guys!"

"No way, no way, there's really someone who refuses to admit defeat after losing, right?"

"With this level, you're still coming out to do a talent show? Go find a factory job!"

Tens of thousands of players were in perfect unison, launching an all-around linguistic dimensionality reduction strike.

No swear words, just pure critical hits.

The fish girl Bobo was so angry that she was trembling all over from the line "Was your throat squeezed by a door or kicked by a donkey?", pointing at the player faction and unable to say a word for a long time.

The centaur was mocked with "Four legs and still not as nimble as someone with two legs, suggest donating to a hotpot restaurant", and was so angry on the spot that it frothed at the mouth.

The green-skinned goblin was even more broken by the line "You look like an underdeveloped potato", and started rolling wildly on the ground.

The entire plaza had completely turned into a massive scene of verbal abuse.