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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, especially for Duan Qing, who has no background. However, judging from Duan 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 After that, anyone who is familiar with him will be able to recognize this guy who once dominated the virtual gaming world.
In their eyes, all disguises have become meaningless. They only need to know that Mo Shang Qingshan is the Duan Qing from before, and this 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 leaders and old professionals, it often does not require too much evidence and facts to make them believe in something. It is enough for them to have the weight in their hearts that is enough to admit as mentioned above. As for the free people, they had already been able to confirm Duan Qing's identity after the incident in the Emerald Forest. The reason why they haven't made any big moves until now is, first, because Duan Qing himself doesn't seem to have made any big moves, and second, because... some of their own considerations made them suppress the news. within the scope of decision-making.
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 turned back to look 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, In the end, they almost failed. No one came back alive except Xueling Huanbing. It can be said that the whole process was full of the shadow of failure. So even if it turned into what it is now, no one in the guild, including Xueling Huanbing, was willing to mention what happened there, especially Liangchen Meiyu - he didn't know Duan Qing and Xueling Huanbing later had an adventure on Falling Star Mountain, so when Duan Qing mentions his name now, most likely... the 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 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 horses' hooves disappeared again, and along with the roar of steel, a louder shout erupted from the gate not far away than before. However, Duan Qing, who had completely ignored him before, still did not set his eyes in that direction. He just looked at the opponent in front of him quietly, slowly raised his hands and clapped them: "I didn't expect... the newcomer now. , have already done 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 touched on your sore point. 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 legend from the past."
boom!
A huge explosion suddenly appeared behind Duan Qing, and even the shouts of death could not cover up the chest-straining sound. The air wave instantly broke through the defense line composed of personnel from both sides and came behind Duan Qing, blowing his blood-stained novice uniform into the air and making his figure hazy. With his clothes flying, the figure who stood still slowly lowered his head, seeming to be thinking about how to answer the previous question. But the next moment, the hands holding the handle of the sword suddenly moved. As the grass clippings were flying, Liangchen Meiyu, who had been staring closely at the opponent, suddenly turned back and held the sword with both hands, assuming a defensive posture.
"What? Just one 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 threw the fireball that had been brewing for a long time in the direction of the fortress gate, triggering a huge explosion and successfully attracting the empire's attention to the still surviving principal magician. Following Captain Larsen's order, a dozen imperial cavalry turned their guns and pointed their spearheads at this corner of the city wall. There were only three living people in this place, including NPCs. Two of them were already seriously wounded with scars, and seemed unable to withstand the charge of more than a dozen war horses.
Then, 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 the two cavalrymen in the row, and then threw out a beautiful full moon, instantly dooming the fate of the two high-speed running horses.
"Although I don't know how you trained, you are not afraid of the movement of that chariot, but..."
After trying hard to control his direction, a few of the cavalrymen who followed were affected by their fallen comrades and slowed down their speed. As for some enemies further away who were about to bypass the obstacles formed by their fallen companions, 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 sudden fireball immediately 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 gave a thumbs up to the red-haired girl and murmured in a low voice. Then he turned around suddenly 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 Uphold the military spirit of the empire and never look back until the enemy is destroyed. After trying hard to get rid of the obstacle on his blade, Duan Qing was about to turn around and rescue him again when a small sword light suddenly appeared at the edge of his field of vision, and then stabbed towards his side along the direction of his movement.
"Your opponent is me!"
Ping!
With a harsh and crisp sound, the broad blade of the broadsword blocked the final end of the sword edge, blocking the long sword in front of him. However, this crisp 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 was still against the body of the giant sword, but the body of the long sword , but it gradually curved.
As Liangchen Meiyu's wrist shook, the long sword that had been bent to the extreme suddenly bounced up and shook towards Duan Qing's face like a spiritual snake.
Uh-huh!
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 whispering these words, 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 slowly crossed their bodies while stroking the edge of her sword, blocking Duan Qing's sight again from looking in the direction of Qian Zhihe: "If you look down on others, you will be in trouble."
"This is true even if you are a legendary master..."
Looking at the blood line drawn by him on Duan Qing's face, he smiled.
"Hey, it looks like you do know me."
Touching his face, Duan Qing also laughed: "The young people nowadays are becoming more and more formidable. They even know me..."
"Is this... a compliment?"
"No, I don't want to praise anyone at all 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 at 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 boy, 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 saying any unnecessary words, Liangchen Meiyu jumped sideways, dodged the attack, and pulled away slightly. Her eyes that 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, with a strange posture, stabbed the opponent's face with a sword. However, the expressionless face did not seem to have changed in any way due to his swift counterattack. He calmly raised his giant knife, and then slashed at himself again.
Is this really the person in the legend? 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. The excitement of being about to succeed 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 any backup plan? In other words... what special defense does he have 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 His heart even beat a little 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, and the journey to freedom may be smoother. Wing's future may become brighter, and Free Flying may even give up the throne of captain to himself. Also, there is that woman... No!
How could things be so simple...
The turbid light suddenly dissipated from his eyes. Liangchen Meiyu suddenly withdrew his sword, shrank his whole body back, and barely dodged when the cold blade was about to pass through 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.
"Running pretty fast."
The originally expressionless expression 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 killing, 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.) Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.
