"...Hui Ling is still retreating. She escaped another heavy sword attack, but this one-on-one task seems to be more difficult than she imagined! The two of them have retreated to the edge of the cliff. If one

Unintentionally... Uh-oh!"

"Player Sunset rushed forward first, and stepped on... Hey, holy shit, you're finally here!"

The picture on the stage suddenly zoomed in, and then the camera was fixed on the top of a mountain where several people were entangled with each other. The cold mountain wind mixed with snowflakes slightly obstructed the view of all the audience, but the almost white field of view and

The flying snow in the sky was not a reason to attract everyone's attention at this time - as the sound sounded, all the players, including those in the player seats, involuntarily pricked up their ears and turned their attention.

All efforts are put on understanding the movement of the channel.

"Sorry, I'm a little late."

Wow——

It seemed as if the whole city was shouting in low voices, and at the same time, there were low-pitched discussions among the players: "It actually happened!"

"Is...is it him?"

"I do not know……"

"Isn't there an old player who can confirm it?"

"It's been too long, who dares to say this..."

"Wouldn't it be over just to see the reactions of those professional players?"

"Who can see it when it's so dark! And even those people probably don't have many people who can confirm..."

Contrary to what I thought, Duan Qing's appearance did not cause much shock at the scene. Instead, there were more shocked doubts and inexplicable commotion, which made the alliance workers at the scene breathe a little relieved.

, which also made Fanhua Sijin, who was sitting at the banquet, relax a lot: "You know, if you don't come... I might be wanted by players all over the continent."

"Don't you stop playing this game?"

"It's more or less fun."

"Hey, playing games secretly... doesn't seem like the style of a person like you?"

"It's even worse than some people who disappear."

The flowers in the channel seemed to be ridiculing with disdain: "Give you a chance, do you want to explain it in front of everyone?"

"In that case..."

Duan Qing's voice immediately said: "Then I'd better take the first step."

"Hey, hey, don't, I finally asked you to come here, why don't you be so heartless? Can you bear to watch me perform alone in vain..."

"I saw you were quite energetic just now."

"Ahem, isn't that... then the news that you are coming is supporting me? Of course I should be very happy, right? Look... you can see the game now, right?"

"can see."

"So you see... we can still enjoy the game using the latest projection technology, right? Isn't it very immersive?"

"...I don't know if you have such a feeling." Duan Qing's voice revealed a little helplessness: "But...I can guess how cold those people feel."

"This place looks familiar to me." He murmured in a low voice, "Is it the Andacier Mountains?"

"...You can also see this?"

Amidst the strange expressions on the players' faces, Blossoms' cough also sounded: "You're not at the referee's table...cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, in short, the advertisements required by the alliance are over, let's continue to watch the game... Both sides

The people have been divided into two sides of the Snow Mountain again. It seems that they are planning to reorganize their formation and fight for the second round. The previous exchanges... It should be that the overall blood volume of Dawn Glory has dropped more. It looks like

There is no good way to make good use of the few soldiers and generals under my command..."

"..."

"Besides, Dawn of Glory's team is almost entirely composed of unprofessional players. It's obviously difficult for them to adapt to such a pace of competition. Ahem..."

"..."

"Um... What's standing in front of them now is not only the professional army of the Sword of Justice, but also the extremely harsh snowy mountain environment. The few people we saw at Dawn of Glory seem to have been... Hey! Are you still there?

?You can only say a few words!"

"...Ah?" The sound of swallowing and stumbling words came from the other end of the channel: "You... aren't you... pretty good? I won't interrupt..."

"I'm here to ask you for help, not to treat you to dinner!"

"I'm sorry, but I'm not a professional. I didn't eat for another night..."

"You...that's not possible. I finally asked you to come here once, but I can't just let you go! There are so many games tonight..."

"...Okay, wait while I pour you a glass of water."

Among the black lines on the foreheads of the surrounding players, the sound of pouring water and the sound of toasts came again from the audio channel in the ears, and then in the battle scene that exploded again in the center of the stage, a sound was heard.

Sighing with satisfaction: "Ah——"

"Damn it... the two sides are entangled again! This time the Sword of Justice has also changed their tactics. They have one more person to work together to suppress Huanmeng! The attacks of two people... Even the former Savior Wind has some

We’re stretched thin!”

"...I want to clarify, that salvation had nothing to do with him, he just looked more handsome."

"Nonsense, don't think I haven't studied that game. Could you possibly have cut that sword at that time?"

"Thank you for remembering your experience of great failure...but without our previous efforts, he wouldn't have had such a good chance."

"Hey, you were just a young boss at that time. How could you have such awareness? If it weren't for...that's not right! Let the labor and management watch the game carefully!"

When the crazy roar of Blossoms rang out, a wild whirlwind suddenly arose in the snow on the top of the mountain, and then as the two people collided, a wave of snow wall was stirred up, pushing towards

Outside the cliff outside the mountain wind. One of the men, still wearing a windbreaker, ducked and resisted the moment before he fell. He threw Grayson, who was about to put the sword on him, with his backhand, and then threw him forward.

He rolled out in the opposite direction, avoiding the sword that was slashed by a certain bald player. The snowdrift that had become dilapidated once again stirred up a deep pit with the fall of the sword, and the scattered

The splashing white snow also revealed the rocks and other debris buried beneath it: "...Only one! If Grayson can be thrown off the cliff, the balance of victory or defeat in this game may be reversed...

…Huh?"

"Is that... a stone tablet? Or some other relic..."

"It's a street lamp." Duan Qing's lazy voice sounded at the right time: "If I don't admit my mistake."

boom!

The explosion caused by the fireball blew away a piece of snow near that place, attracting the attention of all the audience again, and at the same time, it also forced Huanmeng, who was originally preparing to fight back, to retreat to the edge of the mountain, avoiding the force of justice.

This support attack from behind the sword. Somewhat unwillingly, he glared at the magician in that direction again. The man in the windbreaker stood up slowly, and then looked at the other team members who were still fighting with each other inextricably.

They sighed helplessly: "Sure enough..."

"It's still hard to fight."

"He seems to be injured."

Duan Qing suddenly whispered: "That time I fell on my back..."

"I've never heard of someone hurting themselves by throwing someone." Fanhua Sijin retorted disdainfully: "Don't just explain it casually."

"The problem is that they fought on a snowdrift before." Duan Qing's voice gradually became deeper: "That position... probably hit his waist..."

boom!

Another explosion sounded, and Ban Brick and Star Tears, who were wrestling with each other not far away, were simultaneously thrown away by the air waves of the fireball. This made Huan Meng's eyelids twitch again as he stood by the snow pit.

, and then suddenly withdrew his fist and stood upright, dodging a silent sword attack. When Gregson, carrying the big sword, rushed forward again, the bald knight directly in front of Huan Meng also raised his shield, and then

He took a few steps forward and swatted a shield in the direction of the man in the trench coat.

"Slap him in the face with a shield? What does he want to do?"

"You must have skills."

Amid Duanhua's questioning, Duan Qing irresponsibly guessed again: "The skill used to blast out with a shield is probably something like roaring..."

Silent roars suddenly appeared in the center of the stage as Duan Qing's words fell. In the suddenly enlarged picture, a violent storm suddenly appeared on the bald knight's shield, and then followed his roar.

Thousands of layers of snow waves arose, covering their heads in the direction of Huan Meng. The body of the man in the windbreaker, with his arms blocked, did not put up any resistance to the appearance of the strong wind, and his body even roared along with the strong wind first.

He flew out in a different direction, and before the golden-armored warrior's sword fell on him, he punched the opponent's lower body: "A handsome man like me..."

"How could it be possible to be tricked so easily!"

boom!

The snow on the other side of the mountain was once again blown apart by the boundless breath, but this time the exchange seemed to have tilted slightly: "It seems that he did suffer a waist injury..."

"Um?"

"Due to the design of the game, death due to flesh injuries does occur in the free world." In the battlefield atmosphere that gradually became quieter, Duan Qing's voice began to echo around the venue: "It is also commonly known as 'grinding'.

Death usually occurs in battles where both sides are equally matched and exchange blood, but..."

"It is also very possible to suffer physical injuries due to mistakes or unexpected situations." Duan Qing whispered: "And this kind of situation... often becomes fatal."

The sound of metal collision sounded again as the two presidents met, and Grayson's quick turn seemed to be beyond his own expectations: "Your strength seems to have decreased... Why, your body

not comfortable?"
To be continued...