A Race to The Top

This unexplained slime plague spread to a full one-third of the continent in the form of a spark, and unfortunately eight cities fell and affected players as high as six figures.

Ling Long’s colleagues tearfully issued an announcement, claiming that this unexpected event was an officially designed summer carnival surprise. It was unexpectedly praised by the players, and said that such a surprise could come more. The innocent staff had to work hard to clear DEBUFF, and they had to rack their brains to think about new plans, thinking that sadness would come from it, so they couldn't help crying.

The slime deer secretly teleported back to Beimang, brewing a "baptism" of love for his master who does not eat fireworks.

"Master, look at it!" The pink jelly fell from the sky.

It was too late to say, it was fast, with the sword of Lizheng in hand, a flash of silver light, and the poor slime deer was split in half.

The slime with the "head in a different place" could actually move, Ling Xiaolu manipulated his body unskillfully, squirming on the ground to fight himself back.

"Master, your sword is so fast." Ling Xiaolu's sneak attack was unsuccessful, and he missed the only chance to turn Li Zheng into a slime, turning into a pool of liquid in frustration. He also discovered not long ago that this slime can perform various actions in addition to mucus spitting, such as turning into a mound when defending, "dancing with hands and feet" when happy, and changing his expression to XD when being hit...

"Who made you like this?" Li Zheng stood at a safe distance, waiting for the DEBUFF on him to automatically end.

Ling Xiaolu changed back into a human, and he couldn't adapt to it for a while.

"Jimeng, that guy actually sprayed me!" He complained to the master aggrievedly.

Li Zheng was silent for a moment, and said rather rare: "I watched your live broadcast that day..."

"Scared? Master watched the live broadcast?" Ling Xiaolu tried to recall whether he had any moments when he did not sand sculpture on the live broadcast day.

Thinking left and right, I found sadly--no.

"You are very relaxed in front of him, obviously our identities are the same." This "he" obviously refers to Ji Meng.

What can Ling Xiaolu say? He can only play stupid with blinking eyes.

"I'm reviewing, is it because I usually treat you too harshly that makes you so afraid of me."

Ling Xiaolu was quite relaxed at first, but his hair was on the back when he heard these words.

"Master, don't say that, you are not harsh at all!" He said duplicity.

Li Zheng didn't seem to hear: "I decided to treat you better from today."

Ling Xiaolu had the urge to leave the assembly line urgently.

"Go, take you for the teacher..." Li Zheng seemed to be thinking.

"Go... what?" Ling Xiaolu asked cautiously.

"Famous."

Ling Xiaolu:? ? ?

With a wave of Li Zheng's long sleeves, within a moment, the white snow around him turned into frosty leaves all over the sky.

Ling Xiaolu was expressionless: "Master, what you said about being famous is hiding in a tree?"

"Hush," Li Zheng motioned to him to be quiet, "Don't talk."

The dense maple leaves perfectly cover the two figures. Looking through the gap of the leaves, a group of people besieged a giant wolf in the center of the flat ground below. Only one-fifth of the bloodline of the giant wolf remained, and the people besieging it were generally disabled. blood.

Ling Xiaolu observed intently that the land is the old place and the people are acquaintances. At the beginning, Dou Niwan drove the monk dove out of this valley under the banner of saving him, it turned out to be this giant wolf.

Li Zheng quickly scanned the situation on the field, but his gaze fell diagonally forward.

"Why is he here?"

Ling Xiaolu looked around, and unexpectedly found the moose dove lying in ambush on another tree not far away. He was about to speak to him in surprise, but was covered by Li Zheng's hand.

Probably because of his long stay in Beimang, Li Zheng's hands were as cold as his appearance.

The reminder that sounded in the ear was also cold, as if mixed with wind and snow.

"Don't shout, use private chat."

He withdrew his hand silently.

Ling Xiaolu moved his mouth frozen by hallucinations, and pressed his earlobe with his right hand.

Lubi: Yuji! Look back! !

The moron dove in front turned his head slightly, revealing a unique sharp beak.

Luji: Why are you here?

"Master, what are we doing here?"

"Ask him first, what to do."

"Oh."

Lubi: My master asked you what to do?

Yunji: Death, of course, is here to harvest.

"He's here to kill!"

"Just right," Li Zheng didn't blink his eyes, "asked him if he wanted to cooperate."

Lubi: My master asks if you want to cooperate!

Luji: What does he want?

"He asked what you want?"

"Dragon scales."

Lubi: My master wants dragon scales!

Yunji: Yes.

"He said yes!" Ling Xiaolu always felt it was weird to spread the word, "Why can't you two talk directly in private, and you have to pass it through me?"

Li Zheng bent down: "Don't be distracted, the leader's blood volume is about to bottom out."

Ling Xiaolu:? ?

I don't even know what to do!

The giant wolf's health consumed 98%, and the dove made a decisive move. Just as he said, death reaps, blood flows into a river, wherever it goes, no grass grows. All the attention of Dou Niwan, who was already in poor condition, focused on the leader, and did not expect that there would be an ambush. Lujiu's surprise attack killed them by surprise, and most of them were killed and injured in an instant.

Yunjiu's big move also scratched the giant wolf, with less than 1% of the remaining blood, and Li Zheng began to sing in the distance.

"cut!"

A huge cone of ice descended from the sky, piercing through the abdomen and back of the giant wolf, nailing it firmly to the yellow sand-covered land. The wolf convulsed for a few seconds and declared dead, and the body glowed brightly.

Dou Kou looked at the ghosts in the same place and the explosions that did not belong to him.

"Yunji! It's you again...you despicable thief!"

Lu Jiu was in his own territory, and his murderous aura was even more bleak.

"It's better than some bullying robbers," Lu Jiu stood up indifferently, "Snatch the last kill when the leader is about to die, didn't you teach me?"

Dou Kou was about to refute, and remembered that he had indeed said this, so he could only grit his teeth and attack him with his eyes.

He spread only one side of his wings, his back looks like a demon with broken wings from hell.

Both those who survived by chance or ghosts also received warnings from hell.

"I said, unless I leave the group, I will not let anyone in Dou Niwan go."

"You?!" Dou Kou was so angry that he couldn't say anything. Encircling Xunjiu was probably the worst decision he had ever made in his gaming career. Almost all his painstaking efforts—family, city, prestige, were ruined by this man. in.

Dou Kou's entourage rushed over from the far south to report.

"Patriarch, Miss Nan Kaoru wants to fish at Songzhao Lake."

"What?" Dou Kou was nervous for a moment. "The fishing rod is so heavy, if it gets unstable and falls into the water, how dangerous it is!"

Before talking to the class, he said to himself: "No! I have to follow and look at her."

He hurriedly stared at Yunji: "It's cheaper for you this time, and I will find you to settle the account later!"

The people in Dou Niwan evacuated quickly, and no one was left in a blink of an eye. Ling Xiaolu followed Li Zheng and jumped to the ground, face to face with the turned around.

"Yunji, where's your hand?" Ling Xiaolu asked in surprise.

The half of his shoulder where he spread his wings was bare, and his right arm that was supposed to be there was missing.

After Ling Xiaolu asked questions, the wings behind him turned into thousands of black feathers rotating at high speed. The right arm of the dove was reborn under the convergence of feathers, bit by bit, from the root to the fingertip.

The newly formed five fingers snapped sharply in the air, and the remaining black feathers dispersed, leaving a flawless arm.

He leaned down and touched the giant wolf's body with this hand.

"Next." He threw something, and Li Zheng raised his hand to catch it. It was the dragon scale he wanted.

Li Zheng did not say thanks.

"I can pay you."

"No," Yunji refused, "I have got what I wanted."

"What?" Ling Xiaolu was curious.

"murderous look."

"..." How could he forget that Lu Jiu has such a unique hobby of accumulating murderous aura!

"Master, did you ask me to come here because of Dragon Scale?" Ling Xiaolu turned around and contended for "theory" with Li.

"It's just a chance," Li Zheng replied lightly. "After all, I am the only one, so the chance of success is not high."

It was an accident to join forces with Lu Jiu, but it was also guaranteed to be secure.

Ling Xiaolu, who was not counted as a person, was wronged: "Master, you are a male god. Robbing the boss affects your image."

"So my original plan was to throw you out of the fog, and I would shoot when people couldn't see clearly, so that no one would know it was me."

Ling Xiaolu:? ? ?

Co-authored his role is to scapegoat plus a fog machine? Isn't this different from what I said when I came here?

"Didn't you say you're ready to bring me to Liwan? This is clearly to make me notorious!"

"Infamous..." Li Zheng's gaze fell on Yunjiu, meaning it was a name, "Isn't it also a name?"

Ling Xiaolu:? ? ? ? ?

A chuckle came from under the mask of the dove.

"Little brother, I think your master will only bully you, and use you to grab the boss. Why don't you break ties with him and worship me. Our fighting styles are closer, and I can give you more suitable guidance."

Dare to openly compete with Li to grab the apprentice, this is not a small courage.

"Excuse me, it was the disciple who haunted me to apprentice, if you don't believe it..."

"Master!" Ling Xiaolu couldn't let him say "Please watch the VCR" even if he died. After all, he had a deep affection for his face.

"Huh?" Li Zheng swept across with cold eyes.

Ling Xiaolu looked stubborn, and he held out seven or eight dragon scales tightly in his outstretched hand.

Li Zheng: "..."

"I have a lot more," Ling Xiaolu symbolically grabbed two more from the bag, "I can't hold it anymore."

"..." Li Zheng stared at him and took out a hand from the left, "You stripped it from your own dragon?"

"No!!"

Although Li Zheng did not appear to be turbulent on the surface, Ling Xiaolu knew that he must be in a complicated mood. After all, the two kings joined forces just now to get a hand, and he had hundreds of hands when he shot, even he himself was convinced by his domineering spirit.

"Where did it come from?" Li Zheng asked after a moment of calmness.

Ling Xiaolu's domineering spirit only existed for a while, and now he honestly admitted: "Xi Er won the lottery, and he wants me to sell it for him."

The price will not be dragged away from the contention, and the price will be quoted directly.

The price is definitely not low, Ling Xiaolu calculated the total price mentally, turned his head away, and cursed in a low voice: "I love you, you are really rich."

They are all from their own family, there is no need to let Li bid for such a high price, and Chang Huanxi himself would not care.

The number of dragon scales is rare, and Ling Xiaolu, as a seller, has the absolute right to speak. It can make Lizheng passive, which is far more rare than dragon scales.

Ling Xiaolu deliberately raised his face: "Master, as long as you don't bully me in the future, I can give you a 20% discount!"

Li Zheng did not hesitate to think: "11% off, more bullies in the future."

Ling Xiaolu: "..."

The pigeon next to him listened to music.

"Little brother, were you confused by beauty?"

Ling Xiaolu looked sad and angry: "I drank too much."

He shouldn't have drunk that deer wine!

"Master, you can't do this!" Ling Xiaolu pretended to be unable to make it, and changed his career. "You clearly said that you will treat me better in the future!"

Lujiu curled his lips: "Your master is not good to you, I am good to you. Go, I will take you down the battlefield to kill people."

Lu Jiu's "be nice to you" is equivalent to "take you to kill", this equation is simple and rude, safe and reliable.

"3V3," Li Zheng said suddenly, looking straight at the Dove, "Dare to come?"

This question was a bit provocative, Lu Jiu looked at Li Zheng, and then at Ling Xiaolu.

"3V3? The three of us? Who is it?"

Lizheng is a long-range legal system, Ling Xiaolu and Yunjiu are both melee assassins, this combination is not very healthy, no one can take the damage, and it can be blocked by Ji Meng.

Looking back at Ling Xiaolu from Zheng, the goal was obvious.

Ling Xiaolu protested: "Master! I am not as hard as your snake!"

Luji chuckles: "Forget it, I will carry the pet."

...

Ling Xiaolu set foot in the arena for the first time. The stadium occupies a large area. Looking around, there are 1V1, 3V3, and 5V5 halls, as well as a special pet battle hall.

He encountered a philosophical problem. If he went up to fight himself, should he go to the 1V1 hall or the pet battle hall? If he and Lei Lulu appeared in the same arena, whose light card would Ji Meng show?

Since Li Zheng proposed to come here, he took the initiative to pay the team building fee: "Is there a requirement for the team name?"

"random."

"You decide, Master!"

After a while, the team was established, the team name-Deer Team.

The three were transported to the preparation area.

"Master, are your opponents good?" Ling Xiaolu was eager to try.

"It depends on your luck."

"Don't be nervous, wait for me to follow me." Yunji comforted him.

"Whichever he fights, you can attack the other one." Li Zheng gave a completely opposite instruction, "Since he chooses melee combat, he must have the consciousness of holding at least one opponent alone."

"Okay!" Ling Xiaolu nodded earnestly, "What else?"

"Be careful not to interrupt my spellcasting."

"Does it mean to protect Master from the enemy's attack on you?"

"Ding Ding Li Zheng, hiding behind his apprentice, isn't it embarrassing?" Lu Jiu smiled with irony.

"It is my responsibility to let the apprentice grow through the experience." Li Zheng did not lose him, "That's why you can't be his master."

The draw for the first game is over, Roe Deer Grey Armor VS Deer Team!

Ling Xiaolu stood in the front row happily, walking out impatiently as soon as the door opened.

"let's go!"

Behind him, one left and one right, the three formed a perfect isosceles triangle formation.

All games in the arena are allowed to watch freely. Because this is the first floor of the arena, there are not many spectators at the scene, only three or two idlers.

"My buddy, which two teams will be compared this time?"

"I haven't heard of it much. There is a newly registered team, and there is no public news at all."

"New team? Then I will buy the opposite side. I have lost all my net worth upstairs, and the remaining money is only enough to bet on the first level of the game. I hope this time I can give me a chance to recoup the cost, otherwise I I really want to be penniless."

Ling Xiaolu walked into the playing field with his head high, the opposite door opened, and only two people came out.

Ling Xiaolu, who had no competitive experience, was taken aback. How come two people came?

The other side was not surprised: "You alone? Bait or sacrifice?"

Ling Xiaolu:? ? ?

He turned his head abruptly, and there was a slowly closing war preparation area gate in his field of vision.

"Love you! What about people??!"