Global Cards: I Create the Oriental Mythology Card Group

"Baye's ability to pretend to be coercive is not so strong."

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

Understanding the habits of Kaling is a compulsory course for every card maker.

After getting along for this period of time, he also had a preliminary understanding of several Kalings under him.

Qi Ye, as the number one general under him, can be described in one word as "reliable".

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

He has a good personality, not to mention no negative feedback, and often uses the sea of ​​consciousness to comfort his emotions in turn.

He is an "angel" like Yoyo.

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

Whenever everyone beats the enemy or resists the offensive with a cool posture, there will be a hint of secret joy.

It's hard not to make Ji Nian suspicious of the endless pretense-force tricks, and his little spirituality is spent thinking about this kind of thing.

Yingtai is a typical strong-willed girl, aggressive, unyielding, somewhat serious, and responsible and serious about her work.

As for Zongzi brother...

"Reject."

Ji Nian was expressionless.

On the other hand, Ba Ye patted his neckline after successfully resisting the six attacks, and glanced around calmly.

Seeing the surprised expressions on everyone's faces, the corners of their mouths curled up slightly.

"Shoulders together!"

A boy with a male duck voice yelled.

Everyone in No. 1 Middle School suddenly woke up like a dream, and directed Kaling to launch an attack.

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

As the top students of Taoyuan's local old school, their ability to make cards is beyond doubt.

Leaving aside Ji Nian, the hacker, the gap between them is not that big.

Jiang Cha, Yoyo, Li Baitian and others all created a second card one after another, and there was no reason why they couldn't.

Therefore, as the shout came, seven ghost-shadows of different heights and shapes stood outside the villa door and came to kill side by side with the wind wrapped around them.

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

I saw that it was neatly dressed all over, emitting a faint dark green light.

Obviously, the four of them smashed all the equipment cards in their hands on it.

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

At this moment, it only felt that there were no Kalings and demons and monsters at the same level as its opponents.

"Ho ho ho..."

Thinking of this, it couldn't help laughing strangely.

It sounds like an old computer case fan spinning.

"..."

Feeling the emotions conveyed by the other party, the card maker was a little speechless, but cold sweat was dripping on his forehead.

As one of the victims of the "Fusion School" incident, he has a full understanding of the horror of the chronology.

It's good for me and others to succeed in this sneak attack, but if it fails, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"hiss……"

Thinking back to the burly monster with arms outstretched jumping towards him, baring its fangs, as if about to kiss him, he couldn't help but gasp.

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

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

At the same time, in the face of the attacking seven ghost-shadows, Li Baitian's [Yin Lei King Kong] took the lead, and two football-sized fists flew out together with crackling purple-black arcs.

Confronted with a monster with a huge body and piles of fat, which can be called a small meat mountain, the huge force left many deep marks on the lawn paved in the villa courtyard.

[Headless Executioner] followed closely, and the [Ghost Head Broadsword] with a broad blade and a length of less than two meters flew up and down in its hands, as light as grass.

And every time it swung, it was accompanied by scarlet yin energy fluctuations, the blade shadow flew down, and in the blink of an eye, it forced back a thin, rickety, ape-like ghost-shadow.

"Sure enough, he is a master."

Ji Nian looked at Li Baitian, whose face was sinking like 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 the opponent can be regarded as a "master".

"Looks like he's a practical player..." Ji Nian paused, then added with a smile in his heart: "The opposite of Brother Ziliang."

"Ah cut!"

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

"Catch a cold? We've lost the silver-level card masters, and now we're throwing away the gold-level ones." Xie Wenyuan glanced at Bai Ziliang: "I'm looking forward to seeing you lose face in all realms."

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

Bai Ziliang scratched his head in embarrassment.

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

Back then, my card making enlightenment education was done by the other party.

In terms of reason, one should be someone else's apprentice.

Unexpectedly, my second uncle blocked me horizontally and vertically, insisting on saying "disagree" and "something is wrong with this person".

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

He naturally believed in the other party's words, and his perception of "Uncle Yuan" was also slightly cracked.

In the end, under the matchmaking of the second uncle, he became the apprentice of Fan Lei, another vice president of the city.

What's more embarrassing is that in this process, Uncle Yuan also contributed a lot in secret.

On the one hand, there is "there may be a problem" in the mouth of his second uncle, and on the other hand, the kindness of the teacher who cannot find fault at all, how can this prevent him from fighting fiercely in his heart?

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

And his teacher, Fan Lei, was being attacked by his old enemy for some reason, so he had no time to care about him, so he just made a phone call, and the content was still scolding him.

In the end, Uncle Yuan stood up again.

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

In the end, he took out the experience notes accumulated over the years and told him to work hard to practice in closed doors so that he could slap those who looked down on him in the face in the future.

To put it bluntly, these behaviors are no different from my own father.

How could it not make him both feel guilty and moved?

Therefore, even if the other party showed a look of hating iron and steel at the moment, and his words were a little bit prickly, he didn't complain, and there was a kind of naive smile on his face:

"Uncle Yuan, I think some other students from the No. 1 Middle School are also rushing here. Tell me, can Xiaonian and Baitian beat these people?"

"Of course." Xie Wenyuan took a sip of tea: "Ji Nian is a genius who is once in a hundred years and will eventually achieve great things."

He put down the teacup as he said, his eyes sparkled brightly: "Such a person will not be defeated."