The Eternal Sword Master of Online Games

Lin Chen stared at Wu with tears in his eyes. When he saw the other party, he shook his head with some regret, and then fell to the ground silently, turning into a corpse.

But he still did not relax his vigilance, guarding against the opponent's possible back-up moves, such as special effects such as divine blessing. He did not want to capsize in the gutter under such circumstances.

It wasn't until three seconds passed and Wu Yi Lei Chu's body disappeared in front of him, and it was confirmed that Wu Yi Lei Chu was truly dead, that Lin Chen completely relaxed.

He felt very tired, but after listening to the sound of the system prompts, reminding his team that they had successfully entered the next round of competition, he felt that everything was worth it.

Not long after, Lin Chen left the playing field, swept away by thousands of troops, and they excitedly greeted him.

"Brother Chen is awesome!"

Sweeping Qianjun happily punched Lin Chen in the chest. Although it was a bit heavy, Lin Chen wouldn't mind at all at this time.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone!"

He slapped Fu Sheng Ruomeng and Gui Ye Youming again, and then shook their hands.

Finally, I received a gentle hug from Mo Shang Huakai, and listened to her happily say: "I'm so nervous that my heart almost dropped!"

"This game is so dangerous, it's all my fault."

Gui Ye Youming recalled the game and felt sorry for the fact that he died too quickly and had no performance.

Sweeping Qianjun patted Guiye Youming on the shoulder and said, "It'll be great if you win."

Lin Chen smiled and said that it was really no wonder Gui Ye Youming was not to blame. It was not that he did not try his best, but that the opponent was very strong, and no one expected that the opponent also had the means to restrain invisibility.

Guiye Youming still reflected on the fact that he relied too much on stealth. Since there were no professional shooters on the opposite side, he lowered his vigilance a lot.

Lin Chen nodded. Failure is not terrible. What is terrible is repeating the same failure every time. Guiye Youming has thoughts about failure. This is a good thing.

Suddenly, Sweeping Qianjun patted Lin Chen on the shoulder, signaling Lin Chen to turn around.

Lin Chen turned around quickly with some doubts, and immediately found Wu Yitear and a group of people walking towards their direction.

Do you want to regain your position?

Soon, Lin Chen discovered that among the people opposite him, except for the assassin's expression, which seemed a little unhappy when he looked at him, the other people's attitude towards them was quite friendly.

Wu Yiyi stretched out his hand with tears in his eyes. Lin Chen immediately understood what the other person meant and stretched out his hand to shake it.

"A dream of a thousand years!" Wu said with a tearful smile, "You are very good."

"It's just that I have better luck."

Wu shook her head with tears, and suddenly said: "You are very similar to a friend of ours."

ha?

Lin Chen was a little confused. He was very sure that he had no impression of Wu Yitear gathering them before, so he was sure that they did not know each other.

"I don't quite understand."

"Oh, there seems to be some ambiguity. I'm not talking about appearance. I'm probably... there's nothing to say."

Wu Yiyi paused for a while and continued: "Anyway, come on, you guys. I hope to see you win the challenge zone championship, so that our loss to you won't be too embarrassing in terms of face, haha!"

"Thanks, we will."

Afterwards, Wu Yiluiju and Lin Chen raised their hands to say goodbye to them, and then a circle of light engulfed their figures, officially leaving the competition preparation venue.

Soon after, Lin Chen received congratulations from Huoshu Yinhua, congratulating them on winning another round of the game.

Lin Chen said that there was nothing to congratulate. It was too difficult for them to win, and it was not as easy as the previous rounds.

"Luck is also a part of strength. Anyway, you won in the end, and the team's popularity skyrocketed, suddenly rising to third place. Even I am a little jealous."

"Are you kidding? We almost lost, and there are still people willing to vote for us? Shouldn't we be disappointed? Do you think our team's strength is just like this?"

"No, no, it's easy to win. That's crushing strength. The more crushing the game is, the less interesting it is. But in this game, you met a truly strong enemy. It was really exciting."

Lin Chen thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be the truth.

He asked: "Do you know the origin of the fog gathering them with tears?"

"I didn't know about it at first, but tonight, in the round before they were matched with your team, I happened to bump into an elite team from our guild."

Huo Shu Yin Hua said: "As a result, our guild team was completely wiped out by Wu Yi Tears and others. I asked people to find out about Wu Yi Tears and their situation, and I happened to find someone on the forum.

It’s not easy to emerge from the fog and take on the identity of Leiju and others.”

"oh?"

"That light bulb was once a famous master of miracles, but it was not called a light bulb before. When I think about it, it seems to be called 'Smoke cannot breathe out sorrow'."

Can't you breathe out the sadness in the smoke?

Lin Chen had some impressions of this name. He recalled it and suddenly remembered that the 96th-ranked master on the list of miracles, a bard, seemed to have such a name.

Among the miracles, the bard is a auxiliary profession. It is no wonder that the light bulb makes the mage profession feel like a auxiliary.

Perhaps, he should be lucky to have the light bulb and only play as an auxiliary mage. If he wants to play as an output mage, he probably won't be able to withstand the damage.

"Where are the others? That colorful darkness and fog gathered with tears?"

Lin Chen was most interested in these two people.

"Colorful darkness... Do you know summer rice?" (To be continued)