"This..."

Looking at the appearance of the third-rate routine that he really didn't know, Yun Fan hesitantly lengthened his tone.

"I originally thought that the two of us would just have a game in private." The third-rate routine pouted, "But where do you know about these things?" They're crazy devils, so they don't stare at us all the time. ”

seemingly

The third-rate routine has also received a lot of invitations to watch the game!

"Hmm."

With a light snort, Yun Fan nodded.

"Wait a minute, I'll pull someone first and ask what's going on."

Sou!

The next moment, the tip of Yun Fan's claw poked out and clicked on an invitation prompt in front of him.

The air fluctuated slowly like water waves, and two bright rays swayed like cyan suns.

"Master!" The voodoo puppeteer's hoarse voice came from his abdomen, "How did you get along... This guy is fighting a solo battle? ”

"Koshota."

Yun Fan waved his hand and said hello.

"We're just having fun."

subsequently

Yun Fan lightly tapped the table with the tip of his claws, and said unhurriedly: "Okay, it's my turn next." ”

"How the hell did you find out about our game?"

The two were very curious about this.

"Uh..."The bloodstained remnant hesitated for a moment, "Master, this... Naturally, I received a prompt from the system. ”

"Speaking of which, master. How did you two lock your room? Do you still need to apply to watch the game? ”

"Oh."

Yun Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at the other side.

This is probably set by a third-rate routine.

Really...

The third-rate routine on the opposite side nodded noncommittally.

"Ahem..."

The blood-stained remnant sun summoned out his own light curtain and shared it with the strangers in front of him.

"Great God... The game..."

Yun Fan held his chin and said.

His tone was calm, and his voice did not fluctuate in the slightest.

After all

As long as there are two human emperors or slaughter emperors from previous seasons in a game, the spectator mechanism of the Great God match will be triggered.

But...

When his gaze touched the text behind him, the Joker's expression changed abruptly.

“NO.1！？”

Yun Fan took a deep breath.

"Huh?" The third-rate routine was also stunned, he stood up abruptly and grabbed the clown's shoulder, "Let me see!" ”

"No, it won't." After reading it, the third-rate routine gritted his teeth and slapped his forehead with his palm, "What's going on?" Did we get to the top of the rankings of the Great God game in this solo battle? ”

"It can't be!" He pondered, "What kind of strange judgment mechanism is this system?" We're only two of us, and normally, the game of the Great God that can be ranked first shouldn't be..."

"Old Yin Bi." The bloodstained sun interrupted him, "I think... Probably because..."

"This is the first battle between the Peak Slayer and the Peak Human Emperor in the first season of the closed beta in many years?"

"Moreover, you still use the limited skins of the Peak Slaughter Emperor and the Peak Human Emperor issued back then?"

The bloodstained remnant sun said with some uncertainty, but Yun Fan's eyes lit up.

"Probably."

The stranger and the third-rate routine glanced at each other, and both agreed with this speculation.

"That..."After clarifying the reason, the third-rate routine asked, "Different clown." We... Do you want these people to watch the battle? ”

The Divine Hunter palms upwards and points horizontally towards the Ice King.

apparently

He gave the choice to the stranger.

"Hee-hee! Never mind. ”

Yun Fan laughed and waved his hand lightly,

"I don't care."

He can understand the purpose of the third-rate routine of locking the house.

After all

He has so many years of game experience less than him, and his strength has also declined, and the loss is relatively large.

Romance

As an old friend and old rival, the third-rate routine doesn't want others to know the outcome of this battle.

He wanted to save the face of a stranger.

Because...

Yun Fan knows very well that the third-rate routine is not to humiliate himself.

As a complete battle maniac,

He just longed for this belated battle,

That's all.

But...

Yunfan is not afraid of failure.

Even back then, his duels with third-rate routines were won and lost by each other, rather than him winning alone.

Victory is not arrogant, defeat is not discouraged.

Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers.

"Who doesn't have a big heart when he plays the executioner?"

Yun Fan smiled indifferently.

If you don't have the ability to bear it at all, wouldn't you have been mad by the provocation and humiliation of the fugitives in the game after game?

"You..."

The third-rate routine squirmed his lips, and a strange light flashed under his eyes.

He vaguely guessed the reason why the stranger had retired for many years before returning.

Nowadays, strangers are undoubtedly very short of money.

Seeing those videos sent by strangers, the third-rate routine probably understands its situation.

And now...

The popularity of strangers has skyrocketed to an extremely high level.

The pinnacle of the ancient emperor, the god player who created countless playing styles and genres, and the first ugly emperor who reached the pinnacle of see-saw technology......

There are many halos hanging over its head, making the name Stranger extremely mysterious.

person

It's curiosity.

It is precisely because of this that they can push the popularity of strangers to the peak, making it difficult for other peak slaughter emperors and peak human emperors to match.

But...

If the Outlander loses this game, many of its auras will be shattered in an instant.

When the time comes,

A stranger who has lost his mystery and invincibility, will he still have the ability and influence to attract money as he does now?

Initially

Even until just now,

That's what he thinks.

But it wasn't until the moment the stranger said "I don't care" that he realized that he had overlooked the most important point.

Strangers have their own pride!

How can it be shaken for the sake of money and fame?

Thinking back to the player who had created a third-rate team with him before the appearance of the game ID of the Outlander, and then to the time when he fought and played with the original peak slaughter emperor later, the face of the third-rate routine showed a look of nostalgia.

Looking faintly at the chainsaw wrapped in wisps of frost and cold, the Holy Hunter sighed awkwardly.

"It's me who thinks too much."

He nodded solemnly, a smile curling into his mouth.

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

The next moment, endless white light flashed, and countless illusory figures suddenly appeared from the void.

"Master!" The bloodstained remnant cries out anxiously, "You... How can you do that? Lao Yinbi's skin is naturally restrained from clowns. I don't accept the red envelope I send you, you ......"

The sound of the bloodstained sun was drowned out in the noisy flow of people.

"Hello, weird clown."

The charming peach blossom eyes blinked, and the third-rate walker blowing bubble gum smiled brightly.

Syllable!

"Shut up!"

The third-rate routine suddenly launched a sneak attack, and he swung the bayonet at the front of the musket to pierce the big bubble that the girl emperor had just blown.

Suddenly, the pale pink sticky bubblegum covered her face.

"Alas! I'll go. ”

The third-rate moved to wield a ruby cane and knocked on the door of his captain's head without showing any weakness.

"Stranger, you..."

Teng Teng, who appeared as a detective, stopped talking, and he squeezed through the crowd and came to the stranger's side.

"Lao Yi, how do you fight him?" His Excellency Bailu leaned his head over, "His match is naturally restrained from you..."

"Strange boss." A sheep-horned demon stood at the stranger's side, "Welcome back." ”

“...”

In the torrent of noisy sounds, the countdown of the system quietly came.

“10。”

“9。”

“8。”

“7。”

“...”

“5。”

“4。”

“。”

“。”

“1。”

"Dodge guns, dodge guns, but remember to dodge guns!"

"Tactics, remember tactics, idol!"

"Don't worry."

In the air, only the murmur of strangers remained.

[The game has officially begun!] (To be continued)