Seeing that Fang Yun had set up a computer for himself just after the game, Li Sitong rolled his eyes and flattered him with a smile.
After flattering her, she moved her chair forward, excitedly picked up the mouse and logged in to her account.
Li Sitong is still stuck at level 69 with Old Li Tou, and Fang Yun has almost forgotten how long she has been at level 69.
However, he heard her say when chatting with the other party before that she seemed to plan to gain more experience and then directly upgrade to level 109 in a while.
In fact, it's normal when you think about it. The reason why this girl stopped doing sex was not her original intention. She was completely deceived by her little sister and Lao Litou, so she stopped doing sex for so long.
What's more, Li Sitong has told Fang Yun more than once that she has three dreams that she most wants to realize when she plays Fantasy.
The first is to get beautiful luminous weapons, the second is to bring the majestic ghost general baby, and the third is to catch up with Qianqiu and become a real Dragon Palace boss!
Third, based on her financial strength and understanding of the game, she will definitely be out of business within a few years, but one and two can still be considered.
But since the lowest level Guangwu can only be obtained at level 90, she, who is only at level 69, can only drool at the beautiful Guangwu all over the street no matter how greedy she is.
Fang Yun had previously thought about whether to help his little apprentice get a non-level light weapon for fun.
However, because the weapons that Xuan Cai'e can carry are relatively unpopular, and he doesn't have many weapons, he has not been able to obtain even one unleveled ribbon or stick above level 90 until now.
But it doesn't matter, since this girl has decided to upgrade, after she reaches 105, Fang Yun will help her realize another dream first and find a reliable ghost general for her to play with.
But it's too early to think about this now. Li Sitong is still gaining experience in an orderly manner, and Fang Yun also has his own things to do.
So after helping her free up a computer, Fang Yun turned his attention back to the home screen again.
The match they just won against Huancuilou doesn't have much reference value. Due to the huge disparity in strength between the two sides, their side didn't even start to warm up, and the other side collapsed immediately.
But not every opponent in Wushentan is so easy to fight. If they don't want to capsize in the gutter, they must take every next opponent seriously!
…
Soon, the time came to night.
As another crushing game ended, Fang Yun let go of the mouse and keyboard and stretched slightly.
With the end of this game, they have played four games today, and they only need to win one more to successfully advance to the top 16 tomorrow.
After replacing Qian Cheng with Liu Ximeng for a few games, Fang Yun found that although their team's overall rhythm had been affected somewhat, these effects were not fatal.
On the contrary, due to the addition of an extra wet nurse, their lineup's resilience is obviously much higher than before.
This is actually closer to the mature Wushentan gameplay.
On such a stage where top players gather together, rather than the brilliance of a single individual, a high fault tolerance rate is the real lifeblood of a team.
Because a higher fault tolerance rate means that they can deal with various complex situations more calmly. Although this style of play is not gorgeous enough in terms of appearance, for a fighting team, what they want more than beauty is
champion!
After recovering his thoughts, Fang Yun, who finished the fourth game, was about to go to the kitchen to make dinner. When he turned around, he found that Li Sitong, who was sitting next to him watching the game just now, had disappeared.
He got up and came to the living room. He was about to go to the kitchen. When he looked up, he saw this girl wearing an apron and standing in the kitchen preparing today's dinner for the two of them.
Li Sitong learned to cook very early. After all, there was such a mother who loved to cook and had excellent cooking skills, so he learned more or less the essence through his eyes and ears.
Soon, after Fang Yun also joined in the cooking, the two quickly prepared a few light side dishes, paired with the rice porridge Li Sitong had just cooked, and thus settled today's dinner.
After dinner, the two of them sat in the living room and rested for a while. When the time came to 8:30 in the evening, they returned to the study together and sat down in front of their respective computers.
Just as he sat down, Li Sitong suddenly remembered something and asked quickly: "By the way, Master, is it true that as long as we win one more game, our Bianliang City can advance to the top 16 tomorrow with a complete victory record?"
"That's right."
Seeing that she seemed to understand the rules of the Martial God Altar, Fang Yun nodded slightly and added: "However, the intensity of the qualifying rounds is often gradually increased. Although the official has never stated it clearly, if a team has been winning consecutively
If they do, they may be marked by the system, and there is a high probability that they will be assigned to a team with the same winning streak in the next grouping. If they are not fully prepared, it will be very easy to lose the winning streak."
"ah?!"
Hearing these invisible rules about the Martial God Altar, Li Sitong opened his mouth and asked with some worry: "Then judging from the speed of your previous games, your opponent in the next game will most likely be a super strong team.
The team!"
"Are you scared? I'm also thinking that when you grow up, I will bring you to the Martial God Altar to gain more knowledge. Now it seems that you are not up to par in terms of mental quality alone..."
Looking at Li Sitong's worried face, Fang Yun raised the corner of his mouth and said jokingly.
"Who's scared? I'm not scared!"
As soon as Fang Yun said that he might have the opportunity to come to the Martial God Altar to fight in the future, Li Sitong suddenly became excited. His original worry immediately disappeared, and he began to think seriously about how far he was from participating in the Martial God Altar...
Without replying, Fang Yun put on his earphones, and while controlling Qianqiu Qianqiu to come to the teleporter in the competition field again, he called the team members in his voice to assemble and prepare for today's final battle.
After winning three consecutive crushing rounds, Liu Ximeng was no longer nervous at the beginning and was becoming more comfortable and smart in her operations.
This made Fang Yun, who was originally worried that she would not be able to adapt to the martial arts altar, breathe a sigh of relief. It is obvious that in the continuous actual combat, this girl has begun to transform and is moving towards a mature combat player.
After Sujiu and the others rushed to Qianqiu, Liu Ximeng skillfully organized the team and opened the dragon formation. After all the team members joined the team, they quickly adjusted their positions and then teleported the team into the competition field.
Standing in the blood-red sealed land, Fang Yun and the others, who had made all preparations for the battle, were currently chatting on the voicemail, passing the remaining few minutes.
Soon, when the last minute was over and the time came to 9 o'clock, a few people felt that the game screen turned and they were instantly cut into the battle!
