With the current huge power of Wings of Freedom, it is easy for them to investigate the information of a player who is playing in the free world. It should be even more so for Duan Qinglai, who has no background. But with Duan Qinglai,
Judging from Qing's previous performance and past history, these investigations seem to be unnecessary in front of them - although Duan Qing has changed his appearance when entering the game, after reading the relevant information, as long as Duan Qing
Anyone who is familiar with him will recognize this guy who once dominated the virtual gaming world.
In their eyes, all disguises are meaningless. They only need to know that Mo Shang Qingshan is the Duan Qing from before, and that is enough.
In the professional circles of major guilds and teams in the league, news about Duan Qing's re-entry into the game has gradually spread, but most of this news has spread to the ears of relevant people in a way similar to rumors.
, so some people are still skeptical about the accuracy of the news. However, for most guild executives and old professionals, it often does not require too much evidence and facts to make them believe in something, just let them
As mentioned above, it is enough to have enough weight in the heart to admit it. For free people, they have been able to confirm Duan Qing's identity as early as after the incident in the Emerald Forest.
The reason why they haven't made any big moves until now is because Duan Qing himself doesn't seem to have made any big moves anymore, and secondly because... some of their own considerations made them move this
The news was kept within the reach of decision-makers.
However, Liangchen Meiyu, who was good at sneaking into camps, knew the news, so he immediately became extremely wary of the guy in front of him.
"Why... why are you here?" He quietly pulled out his long sword and asked in a low voice.
The deafening sound of rumbling appeared again in the direction of the fortress gate behind him. Duan Qing looked back at the situation in that place, and then when some soldiers who were still chasing him were about to catch up with him, he inserted the blade with his backhand.
In the grass: "I remember you, you are the one from Wings of Freedom...what is your name? Anyway, it was what Xueling Huanbing once mentioned..."
Liangchen Meiyu's face darkened - the incident in the Emerald Forest was not something worth remembering for the people of Wings of Freedom. Huge resource mobilization and complete preparations, as well as the best team members, finally
But it almost failed. No one came back alive except Xue Ling Huan Bing. But the whole process was full of the shadow of failure. So even if it turned into what it is now, including Xue Ling Huan Bing,
No one among the guild members was willing to mention what happened there, especially Liangchen Meiyu - he didn't know about Duan Qing and Xueling Huanbing's later adventure on Falling Star Mountain, so now Duan
When Qing mentioned his name, it was probably... that woman told him at that time.
In the form of the initiator of a story that led to the destruction of the group by rashly attacking monsters... I told him.
"You guys...just keep going!"
He raised his sword and shouted: "Leave him to me!"
The riders who were chasing Duan Qing's back slowly slowed down. One of the leading guys looked back at Captain Lassen, who was not far away. The latter looked at Liangchen Meiyu's face, and then nodded: "
Then... leave the grievances between you adventurers to be resolved by yourselves."
"All troops! Continue the attack!"
The rumble of horse hoofs disappeared again, and along with the roar of steel, an even louder shout erupted from the gate not far away. However, Duan Qing, who had completely ignored it before, still did not turn his attention to that
Direction, he just looked at the opponent in front of him quietly, slowly raised his palms and slapped them: "I didn't expect...the newcomers nowadays are already doing so well."
"Even the empire's troops can be commanded."
"Thanks to the care of Jianghu, Wings of Freedom is doing well in the empire." Jumping off his horse, Liangchen Meiyu slowly replied: "It's you...Moshang Qingshan, your appearance surprised me."
"Aren't you going to participate in the UEFA Cup and regain your glory?"
Duan Qing's eyes narrowed.
"It seems that I have touched your pain. I'm really sorry."
Keenly aware of the other party's reaction, Liangchen Meiyu smiled and raised her weapon, flicking her finger on the sword's edge: "But I think... if it were someone else, they would also have something similar to me.
Doubtful, after all..."
"The person standing in front of me is a former legend."
boom!
A huge explosion suddenly appeared behind Duan Qing. The chest-straining sound could not be covered up even by the shouts of killing. The air wave instantly broke through the defense line formed by the personnel on both sides and came to Duan Qing's side.
Behind him, his blood-stained novice uniform was blown up, and his figure became hazy. With his clothes flying, the figure who stood still slowly lowered his head, as if he was thinking about how to answer the previous question.
That question. But the next moment, the hands holding the handle of the sword suddenly moved. Amid the flying grass clippings, Liangchen Meiyu, who had been staring closely at the opponent, suddenly turned back, holding the sword with both hands, and put on a defensive posture.
attitude.
"What? Just a disagreement..."
He choked on his words.
Like a fleeting elf in the forest, Duan Qing's figure disappeared in front of him, and then appeared next to a girl not far away - seeing that there seemed to be no danger for the time being in Duan Qing's direction, Qian Qing
Zhihe changed hands and threw the fireball that had been brewing for a long time in the direction of the fortress gate. While causing a huge explosion, he also successfully attracted the empire's attention to the still surviving principality magician. Then.
Following Captain Larson's order, a dozen imperial cavalry all turned their guns and aimed their spearheads at this corner of the city wall. There were only three living people in this place, including NPCs. Among them
The two of them were already severely wounded and bruised, and they seemed unable to withstand the charge of more than a dozen war horses.
As a result, a figure wielding a machete suddenly appeared in front of the cavalry team that had begun to charge. Like a ghost, the figure flashed next to the charging horses of two rows of cavalry, and then threw out a
Remember that the beautiful full moon ruined the fate of these two galloping horses in an instant.
"Although I don't know how you trained, you are not afraid of the movement of that chariot, but..."
Trying hard to control their direction, some of the cavalrymen who followed were still affected by their fallen comrades and slowed down their speed. Some enemies further away were just about to bypass their fallen comrades.
The obstacles formed by them, and the shadows of swords in the sky composed of sharp blades, suddenly appeared in front of them.
"ah!"
The frightened people and horses began to become confused again, and a fireball suddenly appeared, and then once again blew away the cavalry rushing in front.
"This is a world of swords and magic. If you want to deceive the horse's eyes... there are too many ways."
Duan Qing raised a thumb at the red girl and murmured in a low voice. Then he suddenly turned around and blocked an attack from the back.
"If you neglect your enemy like this, you will suffer a loss."
Liangchen Meiyu's voice sounded at the same time as the shouts of some cavalrymen behind Duan Qing. After reorganizing their formation, they still seemed to have no intention of giving up their goal. They rushed in the direction of the girl again in groups of two or three, seemingly intending to
Upholding the military spirit of the empire, he vowed not to look back until he destroyed the enemy. He worked hard to get rid of the obstruction on his blade. Duan Qing was about to turn around and rescue him again. At the edge of his field of vision, a thin sword light suddenly appeared, and then followed him.
direction, stabbing towards his side.
"Your opponent is me!"
Ping!
In the piercing sound, the blade of the broad sword blocked the end of the sword edge, blocking the long sword in front of him. However, the sound was not caused by the swords hitting each other.
——As the distance got closer and the strength increased, the blade of the long sword still pressed against the blade of the giant sword, but the blade of the long sword gradually bent.
As Liangchen Meiyu's wrist shook, the long sword that had been bent to the extreme suddenly bounced up and trembled towards Duan Qing's face like a snake.
Whoosh!
Amidst the heart-stopping beating sound, Duan Qing's head tilted back, and his whole body rolled backwards.
"It's actually a soft sword..."
After saying these words in a low voice, he slowly got up from the ground, and then raised the blade again.
"I reminded you before..." Amid the wailing of the fallen cavalry around them, Liangchen Meiyu stroked the edge of her sword and slowly crossed their bodies, blocking Duan Qing's sight again in the direction of Qian Zhihe:
"Looking at people, it's going to be bad luck."
"This is true even if you are a master of passing..."
Looking at the blood line drawn by him on Duan Qing's face, he smiled.
"Hey, it seems you do know me."
Touching his face, Duan Qing also laughed: "Nowadays, young people are becoming more and more formidable. They even know me..."
"Is this... a compliment?"
"No, I don't want to praise anyone now."
"Oh, I'm so sorry for blocking your hero's rescue of the beauty."
There was some kind of apology on her lips, but there was no humility on Liangchen Meiyu's face: "But...with all due respect, if you are only of this level..."
"It's more practical to let a beauty come to save you."
"Hey……"
Duan Qing laughed again, dragged the giant knife and rushed towards the opponent's figure: "Arrogant son, since they introduced me to you as an old man..."
"Then have they ever been taught to maintain respect for the elderly?"
He walked in front of the opponent in two steps, raised his blade, and slashed at him.
"you……"
Without any unnecessary words, Liangchen Meiyu jumped sideways, dodged the attack this time, and pulled away slightly. Her eyes that had never relaxed were still staring closely at the opponent's movements: "It seems..."
"
"Respect the elderly, do you understand?"
Ignoring the opponent's reaction or considering the possible counterattack, Duan Qing still rushed to the opponent in two steps, and then raised the blade again: "Do you know the meaning of respect?"
"That is……"
He pointed at the other person's forehead and slashed it off again: "Don't talk too much nonsense!"
call--
The sound of breaking through the air flashed past Liangchen Meiyu, and then fell to the ground again. He took two steps back again, and then put the long sword across his chest: "This kind of attack..."
"You are the one who doesn't respect your opponent, right?"
He looked at Duan Qing's face, and his originally serious expression finally showed a trace of doubt: "Do you still think that I am a savage on the roadside, an ordinary rookie? Such a simple attack..."
"How could you hit me!"
He held the sword in both hands, took a step forward, and then from bottom to top, in a strange posture, stabbed the opponent's face with the sword. However, the expressionless face did not seem to appear because of his swift counterattack.
If there was any change, he raised his giant sword calmly, and then slashed at himself again.
Is this really the person in the cross? Such a simple attack, and so arrogant...
The doubts in his heart became more and more magnified, but his past experience and fighting instinct still prompted him to turn his wrist, letting his long sword bypass the straight blade and stab the opponent's chest instead. About to do so.
The excitement of success and the joy of victory gradually occupied his mind, but having experienced many competitions and storms, he still suppressed these emotions in his heart and forced himself to think about the possible problems.
Is it to lure the enemy deeper? Or is there a back-up move? Or...is there any special defense on his chest?
Thoughts like lightning flashed through his consciousness in an instant, but the movement still did not stop, or there was no possibility of stopping - as the sword edge penetrated, his heart
He even jumped a few minutes faster, and in his gradually boiling brain, the post "A generation of myths died under his own sword" that was later posted on the Internet even appeared. His future path may become smoother, Wings of Freedom.
The future may become brighter, and Free Flying may even give up the throne of captain to himself, and there is that woman... No!
How could things be so simple...
The turbid light suddenly dissipated from his eyes, and Liangchen Meiyu suddenly withdrew his sword, shrank his whole body back, and barely managed to avoid the blade that was filled with cold air as it was about to swipe across the tip of his nose.
He staggered back two steps, his left hand caressing the wrist of his right hand while stabilizing his posture, generally feeling the sluggish touch he felt before withdrawing.
"It ran pretty fast."
The originally expressionless look finally changed, Duan Qing smiled slightly and said: "But... it is indeed the right choice."
"As expected...do you have any special defense?"
"defense?"
Looking at the other party with strange eyes, Duan Qing shook his head slowly: "It seems you still don't understand... but forget it."
"This battle...the winner has been decided."
Amid the noisy shouts of death, he looked at the other party's disbelieving look and suddenly scratched his cheek.
"Otherwise...how about surrendering and losing half of it?" (To be continued.)
This chapter has been completed!