The main city of the Snowy Region, which has just entered spring, is exuding a scorching atmosphere today, and some of the ice and snow that has not yet had time to melt quietly turned into a pool of cold liquid today, slowly flowing to some low-lying areas of the main city of the Snowy Region.
Outside the first and second dungeons of the main city in the snowy area, it was very deserted. It could even be said that there was not a single ghost. Because today was a special day.
Today is the day when the famous Silent Team and the mysterious Western team, the First Mercenary Group, battle in the ring.
Who has time to care about dungeons and missions? If you miss this wonderful show, you will regret it for the rest of your life.
At around eight o'clock in the morning, the flow of people at the arena in the main city of Snow Land was still increasing. Some guild leaders had no choice but to follow the example of Mo City and spend gold coins to rent a stage.
Ever since, at the arena in the main city of Snowland, countless platforms were raised up at different heights. Looking at the representatives of various guilds standing above, the players below could only look at them with envy and jealousy, and then started talking.
Pick your own pocket.
Looking at the dozen or so gold coins in the package that made a clanging sound, I couldn't help but feel sad.
Who can blame me for not being capable or having good legs? Who can blame me? Yes.
At this time, several guild presidents who came to the arena and had contact with Mo Cheng greeted Mo Cheng in a friendly manner, and Mo Cheng returned the courtesy without changing at all because of his reputation.
Many people saw Mo Cheng's approachable appearance, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be nothing special about Mo Cheng.
Are those just rumors?
Whether it is a rumor or not, we can only wait and see...
Soon, the two sides decided on the outgoing personnel for the first battle. Today, all the players were very cooperative and there was no noise.
The crowds below the arena were noisy like before, because this battle was about the strength gap between the two top players on the continent.
They represent not just individuals, but two continents.
No one wants the top player in their continent to lose to the other player, so when everyone looks at Mo City, in addition to envy, jealousy and hatred, there is of course some expectation.
"Who do you think will win?"
"Who knows, but I feel that the people in the First Mercenary Group are too young."
"Tch, I think the Silent Team is also very young. Look at Captain Silent, does he look like 18 years old to you?"
"It's really hard to say."
"But I still support Captain Silence."
"Isn't this nonsense? He is the top player in our continent. If you don't support him, do you still want to support others from other continents?"
"Hey, I didn't say that. Don't cause public outrage!" This player immediately panicked when he saw the players around him glaring at him.
"..."
Can Jian's expression made it difficult to distinguish between good and bad. He just played with a wrench in his hand, looked at Mo Cheng, and then looked at the players below the ring.
"Are you ready?" Can Jian asked a player next to him.
"Ready, President."
"Yeah. Go down."
"yes."
Although this player only had a few words of conversation with Can Jian, the sweat on his body still penetrated his inner clothes. After Can Jian suddenly disappeared from Mo City, Can Jian's mood has never been better, or in other words, Can Jian's mood has never been better since Ai.
After the Duke Guild was forcibly disbanded, the mood has never been better.
He could never forget the shame that man brought to him, which made him infamous in the Zero World.
He has never forgotten revenge, but he is not a reckless person. Can Jian will only use methods he thinks are feasible to deal with Mo Cheng.
He likes people who come to the dark side, just like what Mo Cheng said, he is a hidden gentleman through and through.
Others are much calmer, because they have already expected it in their hearts, so they don't feel much about it.
On the other hand, Mo Cheng suddenly upgraded to level 50. This news shocked them. Moreover, Mo Cheng came directly to the arena without going to do any promotion tasks. Was he confident about this battle? Or was it for some other reason?
Compared to the random thoughts of the players below the arena, Mo City's side seems much more straightforward.
A fighter from Li Xiaoyue's side jumped onto the ring. This fighter was still an unknown person at this time, but after this battle, he was destined to be anything but ordinary.
As soon as the soldier came on stage, he shouted loudly: "Qingfeng, the uncle is here!"
This sentence sounds so grand, but unfortunately this soldier is very handsome, without the muscular masculinity of a soldier at all, but instead has the air of a scholar.
After Qingfeng saw the appearance of the opponent's player, the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, and then he took several steps back as if he encountered some plague.
Seeing Qingfeng's shocked look, Mo Cheng looked at the players on Li Xiaoyue's side with a playful smile, and then looked at Qingfeng.
"Come on, Qingfeng. The other party is here for you." Mo Cheng said with a malicious smile.
"Captain, don't...!" Qingfeng suddenly cried, how could he fight that guy.
It's not without reason that Qingfeng is so depressed, because the person opposite happens to be a distant relative of Qingfeng, and they don't have frequent contacts, but because they made a joke when they first met, Qingfeng knows it very well.
Remember this person's appearance.
What's more important is that because the other party is much senior than Qingfeng, according to the family's title, he has to call the other party second uncle.
But how could Qingfeng be able to scream? He is almost ten years older than the other party. So, uh, everyone should understand. Ahem...
What an evil generation!
Seeing everyone's expressions of "I have something to do, please go down here", Qingfeng could only shout in her heart: What evil did I commit in my previous life...
Resigned to his fate and jumped onto the ring, Qingfeng looked at the opponent's young face and twitched the corners of his mouth.
Qifen looked at Qingfeng with a playful look, and then suddenly shouted: "Why don't you greet your second uncle when you see him?"
Qingfeng's face suddenly turned dark, and he drew out his big sword without saying a word.
"You've got to see the real thing, don't talk about useless things." Qingfeng changed his tone and said.
Qifeng was immediately unhappy with Qingfeng's attitude. To be honest, they had always been at odds with each other in real life, but since they rarely had contact with each other, they were okay.
Now it's great, they actually met in the game. I have to say that this is fate.
However, this fate should be a bad fate for Qingfeng.
"I don't think you are willing to call me Second Uncle. If you lose, you will have to call me Second Uncle when you see me in the future. On the contrary, if you win, I will never force you to call me Second Uncle again."
Qifan rolled his eyes and suddenly came up with a bet that he found very interesting.
"Seriously?" Qingfeng asked with joy on his face.
"Seriously." The young man's face straightened and he smiled again.
"Start!" The young man chuckled, and then drew out his big sword.
Qingfeng immediately put away the complicated expression just now and stared at the boy.
He had never underestimated this young man. In Qingfeng's impression, his second uncle was very powerful. He had completed all high school courses by himself before he was thirteen years old, and was directly admitted to a foreign school under special circumstances.
Since then, Qingfeng has not seen the boy again, and the previous embarrassment has gradually been forgotten by him.
Until recently, the boy suddenly returned to China, so Qingfeng met him again. Originally, Qingfeng was a little reluctant to call a boy under the age of eighteen his second uncle.
Unfortunately, Qingfeng's family attaches great importance to seniority, and they have to ask for Qingfeng's greetings.
Qingfeng looked directly at the young man with a smile and called "Second Uncle."
At that time, the young man was very happy. He clapped his hands and said, "Yes, I actually have a nephew who is thirty years old. Mom, I am quite handsome when I take advantage of him."
"What are you talking about!" the young man's mother cursed with a slight smile, not taking her son's words to heart.
However, Qingfeng on the side was miserable. His face turned black, white, purple and red for a while. Anyway, it changed into many colors.
Calling a boy under eighteen years old his second uncle, Qingfeng felt that he really couldn't continue his life.
Not only that, because the boy had just returned to China, and the task of taking the boy to play happened to fall on Qingfeng.
When he was outside, the boy often called Qingfeng his eldest nephew, which made many passers-by look sideways several times, and Qingfeng could only answer the call.
There is no way, if he doesn't answer, this boy will scream non-stop.
During that time, Qingfeng really suffered a lot. Not only did she have to be watched by many people, but she also had to follow the boy here and there.
Qingfeng truly felt that this was the longest road he had traveled in his life. Thinking about the situation when his wife went shopping, Qingfeng couldn't help but feel that going shopping with his wife was a kind of happiness, but hanging out with this brat was a torture.
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This matter finally came to an end, and Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief.
But this time when she saw the young man standing opposite her, Qingfeng always felt that when she returned to reality, would she be miserable by her second uncle?
Based on his understanding of the boy, he felt that as long as he met the boy offline, he would definitely die miserably.
Especially calling him second uncle was really hard for Qingfeng to say.
Now that he heard that the young man actually bet with him that he could cancel this embarrassing title, it was only a lie that Qingfeng was unhappy.
Qingfeng decided that this battle must be won.
The young man looked at the serious-looking Qingfeng with a smile on his face.
He was also worried that his eldest nephew would not dare to fight him because he had treated him badly in reality. So he used a bet to lure him.
To be honest, he was very curious about the strength of his eldest nephew.
Unexpectedly, the world is so small, and his eldest nephew can also play games, and he is also his opponent.
