【competition is over--】
"call……"
Trembling, she put down the long sword in her hand, and the woman let out a long breath. Her ears that echoed the system prompts gradually became buzzing, as if they were constantly flying in the rain of flowers in the sky, and she became unable to hear anything. Something. 』』『The Novel of Heavenly SoundＷ Ｗ. ⒉ Her eyes returned to the long sword with a cold light in her hand, her eyes slightly distracted. Her thoughts gradually floated. It seemed that she was not considering the outcome of winning this game, but something more irrelevant - before. In the competition, she tried her best and gathered 120,000 points of energy. Although she beat her opponent to pieces, she still didn't release an inch of sword energy.
The scene before her eyes changed, and she immediately left the mountaintop covered with flowers and leaves, and returned to a small wooden house on the embankment of the lake.
"Congratulations, Sister Xue! Breaking into the offline competition!"
"This is the third thirty-two strong of Wings of Freedom!"
"We are indeed invincible!"
"Let those who keep saying we can't do it take a good look at it, and then shut up..."
What a mess...
Frowning his brows tightly, Xue Ling Huan Bing woke up from some kind of self-thoughts, then looked at the slightly lively scene in the wooden house, and sighed helplessly. However, the few members from the Wings of Freedom in front of her didn't seem to be aware of her worries and were unwilling to give up this opportunity to celebrate her. Many of them were employees of the company and her capable subordinates, so she also I had no choice but to secretly press those burdens into my heart, then force myself to smile and deal with the situation in front of me first: "It's all luck, just luck... Where is the president?"
"The President's team competition has started and is being broadcast live now." One of the female players with pigtails responded: "But looking at the looks of those opponents, they definitely can't beat the President. As awesome as you are, sister!”
The woman shook her head with a smile, but did not bring up the topic again. Instead, she raised her head and looked around, taking in all the figures of the players in the wooden house into her sight, and then inadvertently shot at someone. In his eyes, he lowered his eyebrows imperceptibly: "Xiao Yang..."
"What's wrong, Sister Huan Bing?"
"Give me a list of the remaining personnel, I might be of use."
"Okay." The girl who answered her before nodded: "Do you want all the names in the meeting? Or..."
"The list of those who advance." The woman shook her head and said, "Both the individual competition and the team competition are required."
"But... today's game is not over yet." The girl replied strangely: "The team competition will not end for several days..."
"This matter is not urgent yet."
Still maintaining a cold expression, Xue Ling Huan Bing's voice floated to the distance of the lake along with her eyes: "I just leave it to you now, I will finish the online game..."
"You look tired."
A man's voice suddenly appeared next to her, accompanied by a figure belonging to Liangchen Meiyu walking towards her: "Do you need to take a rest first?"
"..."
After all, she still didn't break away from the voyeuristic following before. However, the woman's posture while looking out the window did not change at all, and her tone did not pause at all: "No, thank you."
"...I know that the weapon I gave you before may have caused you some trouble." After touching her nose, Liangchen Meiyu's eyes slowly fell on the sword beside the woman. : "I know this is inappropriate, but these are all unpredictable accidents..."
"Everyone has their own curiosity." The woman raised her hand to interrupt the other person: "They have seen the power of frost and are curious about its origin. It is understandable. You... don't need to care so much. .”
"……That's good."
Looking at the other party's unchanging cold face, Liangchen Meiyu slowly looked away: "I thought... you might have some misunderstandings about me..."
"Sister Huan Bing will never misunderstand you!" The little girl on the side suddenly turned up her nose and said, "Big Bad Wolf!"
"Xiao Yang!"
The woman shouted to stop the girl's words, and then frowned again when the others secretly looked at her. She sat up straight and looked at the man in front of her: "I know you didn't mean it. You are not a fool to blame these things on you, so..."
"If my game is over, I'll give the frost back to you, okay?"
"Don't...uh."
Subconsciously he stretched out a hand, but the words in Liangchen Meiyu's mouth were not spoken. Instead, he retracted it slightly with his hesitation: "Although in order to eliminate misunderstandings, it may be a good idea to take back this long sword." There is a way, but how can there be any reason to take back what a man has given away? And... this probably won’t do much to solve the atmosphere in the company and the guild, right? "
"……Ah."
Looking into the other person's eyes, the woman nodded slowly, but the light in her eyes became brighter: "That's right."
Sighing secretly in her heart, she stood up slowly, and then walked to the door of the wooden house in the atmosphere of pretending to discuss the game: "I'm going out to relax."
"wait……"
"Sister Huan Bing, you still have a game to finish!"
The girl who had been answering her questions before shouted out, and at the same time suppressed the man behind her: "What about the team competition later?"
"...I won't go far." Xueling Huanbing opened the door and glanced back: "Even if I go far..."
"I will also be at the game."
Snapped.
The wooden door closed slowly, along with the whispers from all around and the eyes secretly observing the other party. There seemed to be the dealer's shouts of closing in the corner. He stood there gasping for breath for a while, but his somewhat ugly expression gradually subsided, and then slowly returned to his usual smile.
"Hello." He opened his address book and answered a voice message that had come early: "How are things going?"
"...Very good, I'll be there right away."
Outside the door of the wooden house, Xueling Huanbing, who also left such a message to the other party, slowly closed his friend panel, then took out his black cloak and covered it with his cold white armor: "No. 237, right..."
After briefly identifying the direction, she walked out along the shoal. The black figure gradually disappeared, and then merged into the still surging crowd. The cold wind on the lakeshore kept blowing the black hood, and the woman seemed to turn into a quiet and ordinary passerby, walking back and forth amidst the shouts, conversations and occasional hawking of the players and friends around her, and finally stopped at He walked in front of the wooden house next to another lake embankment and waited for a while with some hesitation: "Huh..."
Click.
The sound of opening the door suddenly appeared in front of her. She raised her head, and what came into view was the figure of another woman wearing a blue and white maid uniform: "It's Miss Xue Ling Huan Bing... yes Bar."
"……yes."
"Please come in."
The maid turned slightly sideways, revealing the scene in the room behind her, as well as the voices talking inside: "So there are no player-created skills at all! How can there be such a high degree of freedom in this game? Mostly I just shouted to get excited..."
"Well, then, how do you explain the last move of the Phoenix Skywatcher just now?"
"Isn't that just a pick and stab attack? At most, it can be added with a heavy slash to add additional landing damage, although I think the last of the three stages of blood loss should be caused by drawing a gun... You guys are not tonight Have you ever used this trick? At most, it’s just that the force used by others is greater than yours, and the order is different..."
"Yes, but shouldn't a pick-and-choose attack only be able to strike upwards? How could it be possible to knock someone up so high..."
"Other people are so powerful at picking and slashing! And they use guns. Do you understand the picking of guns? Have you ever seen a red-tasseled gun with a wooden pole? Do you know how strong the elasticity is? Can an expert in using guns still have such strength? ?"
"No, no, no..."
An inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. The woman holding her hood walked in slowly, then raised her head slightly, and her eyes fell on the two players who were arguing at the small table on the side of the wooden house. Previous: "Then how do you explain the previous one? That skill that stunned the thief on the spot is called the God-Breaking Spear..."
"You should carefully look through their information." Duan Qing, the old god on the opposite side, folded his arms on the ground with an expression of "Why are you so stupid?": "He has a gauntlet, and the special effects on it are fatal attacks. The power is reduced by 5o%, but when it successfully hits the enemy, there is a 5o% chance of stunning the enemy for two seconds. When a fatal special effect is triggered, the chance of being stunned becomes 1oo%..."
"The blow just now was actually just a fatal attack." He retracted his gaze from the screen, and then slowly shook his head: "Hitting someone's head with a gun... no matter how you think about it, it should be considered a hit. Alright?"
"That was his last chance..." Whispering on the side also whispered: "If he didn't hit that exchange, he basically lost."
"Yes, that's right." Xiao Hongchen immediately jumped up again: "He couldn't see anything at the time, how could he hit someone with a fatal attack..."
"So this is the most powerful thing about the Phoenix Sky Watch." Duan Qing, holding the lower handle, explained in a low voice: "He... judged the direction of the thief's attack, and he was even accurate to the extent of the distance. .”
"...How could it be? Why?"
"Luck, intuition, or maybe prejudgment, identifying the position by listening to the sound..." Duan Qing spread his hands, then raised his head and said: "I don't know the specific reason. That is something his opponent should guess... You coming."
"……Um."
Taking off the hood on her head, the woman named Xueling Huanbing stretched her long black hair behind her, and then nodded slightly: "I heard such a wonderful analysis as soon as I came here..."
"They are all a bunch of fools, they can't even see something so obvious..." He glared at Xiao Hongchen, who was still a little unhappy across from him, and Duan Qing pointed to the wooden table in front of him, indicating that the other person should sit in that position: "But can you understand? You didn't watch the game just now..."
"...In fact, I just finished all my individual matches." Xue Ling Huan Bing, who sat down, glanced at the blue woman next to Duan Qing who was looking at him, and subconsciously put on a confident look: "I've advanced."
"Oh? Then I still have to congratulate you." Looking up at the other party again, Duan Qing, who was looking for a match, muttered in a low voice: "The finals... are you confident?"
"...No." Pausing again for a moment at the ID on the blue woman's head, Xue Ling Huan Bing shook her head subconsciously, and then showed a winner's smile as if she had awakened: "But in the past In my career, I have entered an offline competition once..."
"Yeah?"
Duan Qing raised his eyelids, and then showed a smile that he thought was comforting: "Don't be afraid, it's no big deal, isn't it just five singles matches? After the fight, you can go home to celebrate the New Year..."
"If it's as easy as you say, then why are they working so hard?"
It was not Xue Ling Huan Bing who said this with a flamboyant face, but Wu Yu Liushang sitting next to him: "Or do you think that every player who reaches the finals has experienced hundreds of battles like you, or indifferent?"
"How can I not be as unbearable as you say? I at least got a look at who my opponent is..."
"Nonsense! This is what everyone does, okay, what about preparation? Where about training? Where about tactical research?"
"That is indeed what every professional player should do." Duan Qingqi replied, and then grinned: "But... what does that have to do with me now? That should be her teammate, Wings of Freedom should What are you concerned about, right? I think the guys she fought last night were pretty good..."
"Then why do you think they came here to find you?"
Looking at Xue Ling Huan Bing's eyes secretly staring at her, Wu Yu Liushang's arms stretched in her direction: "Could it be that... I am exchanging feelings with you?"
"I have something, and I want to ask my friend." The inner turmoil became deeper. Xue Ling Huanbing raised her eyebrows, but her eyes were still on this girl who was not behind her in appearance and temperament. On the blue woman: "But before that..."
"Are you...the one who talks so much?"
"...If you think so, then that's it."
The blue woman shook her finger impatiently: "It has nothing to do with you..."
The feeling of heat became more obvious. Xueling Huanbing's body leaned forward slightly, and the arm armor pressing against the wooden table made a creaking sound: "Then... why are you here?"
"Because I am a member of the adventure group." The blue woman showed a rather proud smile: "Member of the Fool's adventure group is still official."
"..."
Seeing the speechless expression on the face of the woman opposite, Duan Qing shook his head helplessly, then stretched out one of his hands that was still operating the screen, and waved to the whispering person next to him: "Okay, we'd better Let’s get to the point... What’s the problem this time? And you came here in such a hurry..."
"Exchange feelings."
"……ah?"
"...I've been studying it for a long time." She finally put down her slightly contested eyes. Xue Ling Huan Bing's eyes slowly darkened, and the four words she just said in anger were instantly forgotten by her. Behind: "I was also trying it during the game just now. Those 'reasons' you mentioned..."
"Have you... known it for a long time?" She spoke in a low tone, but her eyes gradually raised and placed on Duan Qing's face: "That so-called frequency?"
"Well..."
Duan Qing was stunned for a moment, and then in the slightly surprised look of the blue woman beside him, he shook his head in amusement: "It's just like the plot of a movie..."
"It's boring to say it."
