Armor: I, An Mixiu, have the qualifications of a great emperor

With the integration of negative energy, Bayoubi's armor was quickly repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a while, Bayoubi's armor was completely repaired.

The armors of the Nether Legion are all made of alien meteorite iron by Lufa. In addition to the armor's own defensive capabilities, these armors can still enhance the body's various abilities with their own will, just like the Ares armor.

Therefore, the Nether Demon with armor can be regarded as a true Nether Warrior, and his strength will return to its peak!

【Bayobe】

【Strength: 13】

[Agility: 19]

【Magic: 14】

【Defense: 20】

[Sin value:]

Seeing Bayoubi's strength greatly increased with the blessing of the Star Meteor Armor, An Mixiu nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, Bayoubi also knelt down in front of An Mixiu with a "plop", his deep eyes filled with indescribable fire.

"Thank you Captain An for your kindness! In the next battle, please be sure to let your subordinates be the vanguard!"

"I am willing to use the mountain-breaking ax in my hand to teach those like Flame Dragon and Wind Eagle that they will never come back!"

Chapter 9

In the No. 1 Civil Hospital of the Imperial Capital, a lean middle-aged man sneaked into the inpatient department and looked at the patients on the beds in each room.

"Hey! Who are you? What do you do?"

A young nurse immediately noticed something strange about him and immediately asked.

"Oh, um, um... I am Li Xinnan's second uncle. I heard that he was injured and hospitalized, so I came here to see him. Which ward is he in?"

"Li Xinan?"

The little nurse raised her eyebrows and thought for a while, then shook her head.

"No, we don't have a patient named Li Xinnan here. You must have remembered the wrong hospital."

Hearing this, the man frowned slightly, and then left the hospital without looking back under the doubtful look of the little nurse.

Arriving under a hidden bridge, the man finally revealed his true colors.

It was the Nether Demon Bayobi who had just regained his strength.

"Captain An, my subordinates have checked all the hospitals in the imperial capital, and there is no whereabouts of Li Xinnan."

"I understand. Come back quickly and don't expose your identity."

"As ordered!"

After hastily cutting off the contact with Bayoubi, Anmisiu hurriedly followed a young man.

The man has a handsome appearance, very similar to the human form transformed by An Mixiu. There is a hint of arrogance between his eyebrows. It is obvious at a glance that he has a certain social status and ability.

Arriving in front of a luxurious hotel, a man who looked like a steward immediately greeted him warmly.

"Hello Mr. Zhang Jian, our store relies on your piano skills tonight."

The man named Zhang Jian smiled confidently: "Don't worry, Manager Zhao. If Li Xinnan can play, I, Zhang Jian, can also play. If Li Xinnan can't play, I, Zhang Jian, can also play."

Hearing this, Manager Zhao also showed a meaningful smile.

"Mr. Zhang Jian, I heard that Li Xinnan was seriously injured for some reason, and he may not be able to play the piano again in a short time. If you are as good as you say, I wouldn't mind replacing our hotel's resident piano master with you."

"Okay! It's a deal!"

A look of excitement suddenly appeared on Zhang Jian's face.

For him, as long as he successfully signed the contract for this hotel, he would not only get quite good profits, but to a certain extent, he would also replace Li Xinnan and become the most outstanding piano master in the imperial capital.

Watching the two of them enter the hotel, An Mixiu also had a wicked smile on his face.

"The fun begins!"

The next second, An Mixiu's figure gradually became transparent and then disappeared.

Different from the representation on TV, in this world, the crazy Nether Demon, who is good at magic, has many abilities.

Invisibility, phantom, clone, telekinesis, etc.

He can be called a true "Netherworld Mage".

Inside the hotel, the luxurious decoration makes people feel refreshed.

It is not difficult for anyone with a bit of discernment to see that the people who can come here to spend money are the upper class of the imperial capital.

“Make a name for yourself today!”

Zhang Jian took confident steps and slowly came to a black piano in the center of the hall.

After reading the music score for a few seconds, Zhang Jian showed a confident smile on his face, and then started playing.

As the beautiful melody sounded, the people listening nodded in recognition.

This naturally included An Mixiu who came in invisible and leaned against the wall.

It has to be said that Zhang Jian, who is also a descendant of Huocun and Li Xinnan's long-time rival, is also quite good at playing the piano.

However, just one minute after Zhang Jian entered the state, a strange emotion suddenly came to his heart.

Anxiety, irritability...all kinds of negative emotions come one after another.

Zhang Jian suddenly became confused and made frequent mistakes while playing. The rhythm of the whole score was instantly messed up, as if a child who didn't understand the music was playing randomly. In the end, it even reached the point where it was unpalatable.

At the same time, a strange glint appeared in the eyes of everyone present, and their tone of voice became more and more vicious.

"What the hell! Does this guy know how to play?"

"A piano master at this level? My son can play better than him!"

Later, Manager Zhao also came over and took Zhang Jian aside.

"Mr. Zhang Jian, I always thought you were a talent comparable to that of Xin Nan, but I didn't expect you to be such a person who is just trying to gain fame and reputation. Come on! If I'm mistaken, get out of here!"

"and many more!"

Zhang Jian was relieved at this moment, looked at Manager Zhao and begged.

"It was a mistake just now, Manager Zhao, let me try again, I promise you won't be disappointed!"

"Try again? Heh, do you think this is a practice room?"

Zhang Jian was still unwilling to give in: "Manager Zhao, let me try again! You heard it at the beginning, that is my true level!"

However, Manager Zhao waved impatiently: "Security! Throw this man out! Don't let him come in again!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several uniformed security guards rushed over and dragged Zhang Jian out.

Zhang Jian cursed a few times and then left in embarrassment.

Along the way, for some reason, Zhang Jian could see Li Xinnan's poster on the roadside billboard intentionally or unintentionally.

"Li Xinnan! Li Xinnan! Why? How am I inferior to you? Why are you always more dazzling than me!?"

Zhang Jian roared angrily, then rushed forward crazily and tore a poster of Li Xinnan to pieces on the roadside.

However, as he was tearing it apart, Zhang Jian was surprised to find that behind Li Xinnan's poster, there was actually a poster of himself hidden behind it.

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The eye-catching characters on the poster were also deeply impressed into Zhang Jian's eyes.

[International Piano Competition Overall Champion—Zhang Jian. 】

Looking at the proud self on the poster, Zhang Jian reached out his hand and gently touched himself on the poster.

However, the next second, the self on the poster suddenly moved, and then the surrounding area quickly darkened, leaving only Zhang Jian and himself on the poster looking at each other.

"Ah! Ghost!"

Zhang Jian shouted and wanted to run away, but he found that he could not move, not even a step.

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of your successful self?"

A dreamy voice sounded, and "Zhang Jian" on the poster slowly came to him and looked at him quietly.

"You, you, who are you?"

Zhang Jian asked tremblingly.

"Haha, I am you, I am what you most want to be, the one who stands at the top of the world."

Zhang Jian swallowed hard, and then asked doubtfully: "You, you are me? Then, then, how can I become like you?"

The other "Zhang Jian" smiled evilly, and his dreamy voice sounded again.

"It's simple. Become one with me and you will become who I am now."

Hearing this, Zhang Jian also became hesitant: "Why should I believe you?"

"Don't believe in me, but believe in yourself. This is your only chance, otherwise, you will always live in the shadow of Li Xinnan, and your glory will always be obscured by him..."

"no no!"

When Li Xinnan was mentioned, Zhang Jian became obviously excited.

Seeing this, the other "Zhang Jian" also stepped up his efforts again.

"A real man was born between heaven and earth, how can he live in depression for a long time!"

"Zhang Jian, do you want to be a coward for the rest of your life, or do you want to be a star that attracts everyone's attention? Choose!"

The words that sounded like a demonic voice kept lingering in Zhang Jian's mind, and Zhang Jian's thoughts were gradually driven.

"Li Xinnan, I will never lose to you again! Tell me, what should I do?"

"Open your sea of ​​consciousness, accept my consciousness, and don't make any resistance."

In the voice full of confusion, Zhang Jian stopped worrying, closed his eyes, opened his arms, and allowed another "Zhang Jian" to enter the sea of ​​his consciousness.

However, the next moment, Zhang Jian noticed something was wrong.

He found that his consciousness was gradually out of his control, as if it was being swallowed, and he could no longer even feel his body.

Feeling bad, Zhang Jian wanted to break free, but it was too late.

In an instant, Zhang Jian's vision went dark and he fell backwards.

However, when Zhang Jian was less than five centimeters above the ground, his body suddenly stopped in mid-air.

The next second, Zhang Jian suddenly opened his eyes, and the originally hazy pupils had become extremely clear, and the light was surging.

Immediately afterwards, "Zhang Jian" stood up suddenly as if his body was being pulled by something.

Looking at his hands, "Zhang Jian" also had an evil smile on his face.

At this moment, there is no Zhang Jian in the world, but there is a summoner of the Flame Dragon Armor.

His name is-

An Mixiu!

Chapter 10 The Wind Eagle Reappears

【An Mixiu】

[Bloodline of Fire: 79%]

[Summonable Armor: Flame Dragon Armor]

[Armor Proficiency: 0]

[Armor fit: 0]

"Next, it's time to find a way to get a Flame Dragon Summoner."

An Mixiu was thinking about it when a stream of energy suddenly came to him.

"Bayobi?"