"What a fast skill, what a fast sword!" A familiar voice sounded behind Feng Xiaoxiao.
Looking back, I saw three people in the dormitory. The one who spoke just now was Chen Peng, who is called Xiaoyao Jushi in the game.
"When did you arrive?"
"That's when the pickled cucumber appeared!" replied Liangzi, who in the game called the cornucopia.
"Well, it's worth your trip!"
"It's okay, what a powerful sword!" Cornucopia said.
"It's not necessarily a sword, maybe it's some powerful martial arts skills!" said the layman Xiaoyao.
The boss pondered for a long time and said: "I think his martial arts and sword skills are not simple." The boss is a real person, he is still called Xuri in the game.
He turned to Master Xiaoyao again and said, "You have sword control skills, but your shooting speed is far behind him."
Xiaoyao Jushi said: "Probably because my agility and body skills have been increased too little."
Cornucopia said: "I estimate that the attack power of his sword is more than 3,000. Boss, can you withstand that sword?"
"What's the use of standing up? He struck so quickly, and before my health had even replenished, the second sword had already sent me home." He then sighed and said, "I didn't fight back when my sword shot up to the sky, probably because of this.
reason."
Xiaoyao Jushi then sighed and said: "If it were me, I wouldn't have to think about fighting back at all. The first sword has already been killed. It's awesome!"
Feng Xiaoxiao looked at the three of them with dejected looks and shouted, "What's wrong? That person may be so powerful because of his very high level!"
Cornucopia looked at Feng Xiaoxiao and said with pity: "Ignorance is such a blessing!" After saying that, he reached out and touched Feng Xiaoxiao's head.
"Fuck you!" Feng Xiaoxiao slapped the cornucopia away. "Am I wrong?"
"What you said is only true in theory." Lao Dadao, "I think that leveling up is a race against time, and it has already challenged the limits of the human body, but it is only level 52. Even if I am given the best preparations and super martial arts, I think
The most I can reach is level 60, where I can reach the sky with one sword."
"Oh, that's it. Even if he has good equipment and weapons, we can still get them if we work hard!"
"A lot of it depends on luck. You're lucky. You already have two top-notch martial arts skills."
"By the way, I forgot to tell you that I have understood the second form of my 'Feng Xing Tian Xia'."
"What is it?" Master Xiaoyao asked impatiently.
"It's called 'Bearing the Wind and Waiting for the Moon', which means flying over the eaves and walking over the wall."
"How long will it last?"
"Seven seconds, hey, how do you know it's calculated based on time?"
"This type of Qinggong is like this, 7 seconds, pervert, you are such a pervert, why are you so lucky!" Xiaoyao said and rushed forward to hit Feng Xiaoxiao again and again.
"Oh, stop making trouble!" Feng Xiaoxiao scolded him again and again.
"Little friend, please be gentle, don't accidentally use martial arts, you will kill Akai instantly!" the boss reminded.
The four of them were making a fuss when a roar suddenly came from downstairs: "Feng Xiaoxiao, where did you die? Come and work for me." It was the teahouse owner.
Feng Xiaoxiao got excited, pushed the three of them away and said, "Okay, okay, you go and play, I'll come find you after I'm done!"
"Okay, let's go!" The three of them left.
Feng Xiaoxiao rolled up to the boss and said, "Boss, I'm here!"
"Where have you gone!" The boss was furious.
"I'm serving tea and water for the guests upstairs!" Feng Xiaoxiao looked aggrieved.
"Really? Are you lazy?"
"No, no, of course not, how could I!"
"Well, that's good. It's raining outside now and there are many people in the building. Please pay attention!" The boss finally relaxed.
"Yes!" Feng Xiaoxiao agreed repeatedly, wondering if there was anything worth paying attention to.
Feng Xiaoxiao returned upstairs and saw Yi Jian Soaring sitting alone on a table. Everyone around him had seen the contest just now and knew that Yi Jian Soaring's defeat was very ugly. He must be feeling angry and hiding.
Far away.
Feng Xiaoxiao sighed, took a pot of tea and sent it over, saying: "I am Feng Xiaoxiao, do you still recognize me?"
"Feng Xiaoxiao, how did you do this?" Yi Jian shot up to the sky in surprise.
"Oh, it's a long story. I shed tears just talking about it. I won't talk about it anymore."
Seeing that there was nothing unusual about Yi Jian Soaring's face, he cautiously tried and said, "I also watched the competition just now."
"Well, I really didn't expect that I was knocked down before I even had a chance to take action." Yi Jian shot up to the sky and sighed. It seemed that he was not unhappy at all.
"Why don't you seem to be in a bad mood after losing?"
"Haha, it's good to lose. I never wanted to be the best in the world. Now that I'm defeated, I can step down from that altar as soon as possible."
"Ah, you didn't lose on purpose, right?"
"Of course that's not the case, but I really didn't expect that he would take action so quickly. At that moment, I was hit by 13 swords in total. At that moment, I only had the consciousness to draw the sword."
"My friend said that man not only has a powerful sword, he must also have some special martial arts skills!"
"Your friend has good taste. I think martial arts account for the most part."
"Then why did you ask him what kind of sword he had in the end instead of asking about martial arts?"
"If you ask him about martial arts, he'll probably refuse to tell you. Why not ask about swordsmanship? It just so happens that everyone wants to know too!"
"Haha, I heard him say it's called the 'Rapid Rain Sword'."
"Well, that's right. This sword is expected to be widely circulated soon. Plus this person is so mysterious, he will definitely become the focus of attention in the near future."
"You haven't even used your 'Seven Ultimate Whirlwind Swords'. I really want to see your unique skills!"
"Haha, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
"If you were the one who made the first move, would you be the one who wins?"
Yi Jian shot up to the sky and pondered for a long time and said: "It's hard to say. Judging from his fast movement, he might be able to easily escape." Then he smiled again and said: "It's useless to think about it. No one is here anymore, and no one knows about him.
Who is it? If I have a chance to meet him in the future, I will definitely compare with him!"
"Haha, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future." Feng Xiaoxiao imitated the tone of a sword rising to the sky.
"Ha..." Yi Jian laughed to the sky and said, "Brother, actually I was a little depressed at first because I lost, but I just chatted with you for a few words and spit out the words, and now I feel much better. Thank you.
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"Haha, that's good!"
"Okay, you can stay busy here. I'm leaving now. We'll contact you later!" After that, he turned to the other players upstairs and hugged his fists: "Everyone, let's take a step first." People laughed loudly.
Already downstairs.
The players upstairs all witnessed Yi Jian Soaring's words and deeds. Many people admired him even more and were open-minded. This is the real hero. After seeing Yi Jian Soaring so approachable, he still chatted with a shop boy for a long time.
, and even more fond of him.
Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but sigh. He is not arrogant in victory, nor discouraged in defeat. He is generous and generous. This kind of person is destined not to be unknown, even in the game. And he seems to be destined not to be this kind of person.
.
While he was thinking wildly, a white light flashed next to a table next to him. In the earlier days, Feng Xiaoxiao would have been scared to death, but now he is used to it. Players will do this online and offline. He thought to himself who this is. When he looked at the table again, it was just yesterday.
I sat with Wanshitong, and the position on the line was exactly where Wanshitong stood when he went offline. I thought to myself, it turns out to be your boy. It really took no effort to get here. Just rush here, and our work today will not be in vain.
Thinking in his mind, he carried the teapot and walked towards the shining place. In his other hand, he had secretly picked up a bench.
