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Chapter 79 [Yin Thunder King Kong] [Headless Executioner] Xie Bai’s Past

"Baye's ability to pretend is really extraordinary."

Recalling the various actions of the other party during this period, Ji Nian couldn't help but smacked his lips and commented like this.

Understanding card spirit habits is a required course for every card maker.

After getting along with each other for this period of time, he had a preliminary understanding of several Kalings under his command.

Master Qi, as his top general, can be described in one word as "reliable".

No matter what the task is, it can be accomplished perfectly.

He has a good personality and never gives any negative feedback. He often uses the sea of ​​consciousness to comfort his emotions.

He is an "angel" just like Youyou.

As for Ba Ye, he looks cold and domineering on the surface, but in fact, he hides a lot of youthful spirit.

Whenever everyone defeats the enemy or resists the attack with cool postures, there will be traces of secret joy.

The endless pretense tricks make it difficult not to make Ji Nian suspicious, and his little spiritual energy is spent on thinking about this kind of thing.

Yingtai is a typical strong girl, competitive, unwilling to admit defeat, somewhat serious, and takes her work seriously and responsibly.

As for Brother Zongzi...

"Reject review."

Ji Nian has an expressionless face.

On the side, after successfully resisting six attacks, Ba Ye patted his collar and glanced around calmly.

Seeing everyone with surprised expressions on their faces, the corners of their mouths couldn't help but curl up slightly.

"Come on shoulder to shoulder!"

A boy with a bit of a drake voice shouted.

Everyone in No. 1 Center suddenly woke up as if from a dream and directed Kaling to launch an attack.

From a distance of more than ten meters, Ji Nian narrowed his eyes and saw clearly four figures squatting on the terrace of the villa.

As top students from a well-established and powerful local school in Taoyuan, their card-making abilities are beyond doubt.

Putting aside the cheating players of calendar year, the gap between them is not that big.

Jiang Cha, Youyou, Li Baitian and others all created the second card one after another. There was no reason why they couldn't make it.

Therefore, as this cry came, seven ghost-shadows of different heights and shapes stood outside the villa door and came to kill them side by side, carrying the evil wind.

As for the remaining one, who was also the strongest, his arms were wrapped around the four people watching the battle on the roof.

I saw that it was neatly draped all over, and it was faintly emitting a dark green light.

Apparently, the four of them smashed all the equipment cards they had on it.

The concentration of resources has also allowed this burly armored ghost general to obtain extremely powerful strength far beyond the normal level, and his spirituality has also been stimulated.

At this moment, it only feels that there are no card spirits or monsters at the same level that are its opponents.

"Ho ho ho..."

Thinking of this, it couldn't help but laugh strangely.

It sounds like the sound of an old computer case fan spinning.

"..."

Feeling the emotion conveyed by the other party, the card maker was speechless, but there was cold sweat on his forehead.

As one of the victims of the "Fusion Sect" incident, he has a very full understanding of the horror of chronicles.

The sneak attack by myself and others was successful, but if it failed, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"hiss……"

He couldn't help but take a breath as he recalled that burly monster with arms stretched out in front of him as it jumped towards him, baring its fangs as if it wanted to kiss him.

Shaking his head to get this thought out of his mind, he turned his gaze to the opposite side.

After seeing what was happening below, he couldn't help but let out a sigh: "Why didn't Ji Nian summon it? It's obviously so powerful."

At the same time, facing the seven incoming ghost-shadows, Li Baitian's [Yin Thunder King Kong] took the lead, and two fists as big as footballs flew out together with crackling purple-black arcs.

Faced with a huge, fat monster that could be called a miniature meat mountain, the huge force left many deep marks on the lawn in the villa courtyard.

[Headless Executioner] followed suit, and the broad-blade, two-meter-long [Ghost-headed Broadsword] flew up and down in its hand, as light as grass.

And every time it waved, it was accompanied by scarlet Yin Qi fluctuations, and the shadow of the knife flew down. In the blink of an eye, a thin, rickety, ape-like ghost-shadow was forced back.

"He is indeed a master."

Ji Nian looked at Li Baitian, whose face was as heavy as water, and said in his heart.

In a short period of time, he can gain the upper hand in a battle of the same level, and his opponent can be regarded as a "master".

"It seems that he is a practical player..." Ji Nian paused, and added with a smile in his heart: "The antonym of Brother Ziliang."

"Oh!"

Outside the field, Bai Ziliang rubbed his nose and muttered: "Who scolded me?"

"Caught a cold? After losing the silver-level card masters, it's time to lose the gold-level ones." Xie Wenyuan glanced at Bai Ziliang: "I'm looking forward to seeing you lose face in all realms."

"Uncle Yuan, my nose just felt a little uncomfortable..."

Bai Ziliang scratched his head in embarrassment.

While he was in awe of the middle-aged man in front of him, he also harbored a lot of guilt.

I think back then, my card-making enlightenment education was all done by others.

Logically speaking, you should be someone else's disciple.

Unexpectedly, my second uncle blocked me horizontally and vertically, saying "I don't agree" and "There's something wrong with this person."

His second uncle is the elder he respects very much, the person he admires the most, and it is impossible to cheat his direct blood relatives.

Naturally, he believed deeply in what the other party said, and his perception of "Uncle Yuan" also had some cracks in it.

In the end, with the help of his second uncle, he became the apprentice of Fan Lei, another vice president of the city.

What is more embarrassing is that Uncle Yuan also secretly contributed a lot in this process.

On the one hand, his second uncle said that "there may be a problem", and on the other hand, he had the kindness of his teacher who couldn't fault him at all. How could this not cause him to have a fierce inner struggle?

Especially recently, when he, the "number one genius in Taoyuan" participated in the battle for the first time, he was knocked off the altar by the cunning and cunning Roshan Gui.

And his teacher Fan Lei was being criticized by old enemies for some reasons and had no time to pay attention to him. He just made a phone call and the content was still scolding him.

As a result, Uncle Yuan stood up again.

First, he severely criticized several young people within the association who often publicly mocked him, and then used thunderbolt methods to stop the spread of the incident within this city, so that he would not become a "provincial laughing stock."

Finally, he took out the notes he had accumulated over the years and told him to work hard in seclusion and practice so that he could slap those who looked down upon him in the face in the future.

To put it bluntly, these behaviors are no different from those of my biological father.

How could he not be made guilty and moved at the same time?

Therefore, even if the other party acted like he hated iron, and his words were a bit harsh, he had no complaints and even had a silly smile on his face:

"Uncle Yuan, I see that several other students from No. 1 Middle School are also rushing here. Do you think Xiaonian and Baitian can deal with these people?"

"Of course." Xie Wenyuan took a sip of his tea and said, "Historical records show a genius who is not seen for a hundred years and eventually achieves great things."

He put down the teacup as he spoke, his eyes shining brightly: "Such a person will never be defeated."

(End of chapter)