Global Cards: I Create the Oriental Mythology Card Group

"People from the fusion faction? Why are they here? They can't be another moth made by the training party, right?"

One question after another popped up in Ji Nian's mind.

But thinking of how many mistakes he said, he didn't dare to speak casually.

He just sat on the coffin as it was, and didn't even bother to lift his head.

But his appearance, in the eyes of everyone in the Fusion School, is "completely right":

That's how the official members usually treat them like this.

"Did Senior Bai send you here to help?"

Some fusion faction members couldn't help asking, and used the word "pai".

In his opinion, although Ji Nian is powerful, he is still at the entry level of card masters. He is only at the top of the same level, and he is "billion points" better than them.

This kind of strength is naturally inferior to Bai Longfei's strength, which is conservatively estimated to be a platinum-level "wanted criminal", so the word "pai" is very appropriate to describe it.

"I think this so-called 'Senior Bai' is their 'big brother'..."

Keen to capture this detail, Ji Youngnian caressed the mountain ghost spending money hanging around his neck, and said in his heart: "I just don't know where this person is now. If it's near here, it will be broken."

"But judging by their performance, there is a high probability that that person is not around."

In a flash of thought, Ji Nian decided to get some words out of this group of people.

But he didn't know who this "Senior Bai" was at all, and he couldn't make up any decent words for a while, but suddenly remembered that this group of people seemed to be quite cold.

So I sat there quietly, crackling on my phone.

Years of code writing skills enabled him to quickly edit the ins and outs of the matter.

Then, in front of the peripheral members of the fusion faction, the edited information was sent to the WeChat messages of Su Wen and several classmates.

But after two full minutes, none of these people responded, which made him mutter in his heart.

"What's the situation? Play me?"

Unable to help frowning, he sent the copied text to the training group and Wei Ya's WeChat.

But the signal seems to be a bit bad at this moment. Once the message is sent out, there will be an extra rotating circle behind it.

Seeing this situation, doubts suddenly arose in his heart, but he had no choice but to temporarily put away his mobile phone, then raised his head slightly and glanced at the group of people, wondering whether this might be a test set for him by the trainer.

"If that's the case, then the way is too rough, right?"

As Ji Nianxin said, his eyes wandered over the street stalls covered with grass seeds that the other party was wearing.

"It's chilling enough, too."

He complained silently, and then began to think about whether he could clean them up by himself.

Fortunately, he was not dazzled by the victory just now, and he knew the answer was no just by simple analysis:

After the "Yin Soldier Crossing the Territory" and "Hundred Ghosts' Night Walk" just now, his mental strength has been consumed a lot, and it is a bit strenuous just to keep these evil spirits standing there honestly.

Of course, he can forcibly "make up the basket" by taking mental power potions, and then stand still for a while, head-to-head with the opponent.

But his intuition told him that it was better not to do that:

Not to mention the side effects caused by overdose of potions, this group of people is extremely troublesome just by looking at them

Even if their momentum is only a little stronger than the top students he just cleaned up...

"call."

After the brainstorm, he couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, and then secretly mobilized the Yin soldiers who were still under command for the time being, and "protected" the students in front of him very intimately.

The fusion faction did not notice this:

As soon as they noticed Ji Nian's gaze, they lowered their heads in unison.

They all thought that Ji Nian was disgusted that he and others didn't have that glamorous uniform, and that they were not qualified to talk to him as a full-fledged member, so they kept silent, feeling a little embarrassed in their hearts.

But Niu Chuang, the only one in their group who has a chatterbox attribute and has a chance to break the dead silence, is sketching in a small notebook to record the appearance just now, and doesn't care about talking at all.

This led to a very weird scene for a while.

Seeing this scene, the students who were being chained around were startled: This person has a gang, maybe he is not really a Fusionist?

But as time passed, they felt that Ji Nian and the group of people who appeared later seemed to be different.

"What the hell is going on here?"

While the students were contemplating in a daze, the phones in their pockets suddenly vibrated together.

Shen Fei, who had finally escaped from the pain of having his hair cut, now returned to his carefree appearance, as if those things just now had never happened.

Feeling the gradual loosening of the shackles on his hands, he, who was at the end of the "human wall", took out his mobile phone very naturally.

I saw that in the training group, a group of friends with the remark titled [No. 3 Middle School 001 Chronicle] just posted a short composition, and tweeted to all the members.

He subconsciously clicked in and took a look. He was a little careless at first, but after browsing the general content, his eyes almost didn't pop out.

"What the hell? This person is in the same class as us?!"

Shen Fei resisted the astonishment in his heart, tried his best to keep calm, turned his head to look in Ji Nian's direction calmly, and met his eyes.

Although the person in front of him was wearing a mask, he always felt that the face behind the mask must be smiling maliciously at this moment.

After all, this guy has defeated more than a dozen outstanding peers including himself in a very short period of time. Can he be proud?

"What's the boy's name?"

Facts have proved that Shen Fei seriously overestimated the status of himself and others in Ji Nian's heart.

Seeing his gaze, Ji Nian thought for a long time before he remembered that someone seemed to have called him the name of "Brother Red-haired and Bald" during the battle.

"It seems to be called Shen Fei."

Ji Nian thought to himself, and kept searching in the group list, and sure enough, he saw the familiar, flowing red hair on the profile picture of the account with the same name in the group.

After confirming the owner, he patted the other party directly in the group: "Hey, buddy, please pass on what I just sent to the classmates around you."

"If nothing else happens, I'm afraid these guys really belong to the Fusion faction."

"Although I don't know how they got in, as far as we are concerned, we have just experienced a big battle, and our mental strength has been exhausted. If we do not know the details of the other party, the situation may get out of control."

"I thought about it, why not do this first: I tried my best to stabilize them with words, and you guys try to contact the outside world to see if you can seek help."

"If there is no news in another five minutes, then let's go together and try to take down this group of people with a fast break."

"I don't think it's a big problem."

A message has been sent.

Ji Nian put away his mobile phone, and turned his attention to Niu Chuang, who was writing and drawing.