A New Character Every Month

"The strongest dark horse?"

The first swordsman sneered twice: "Haha, it's just a lucky guy who got the first place by chance."

He seemed to think that what he said was unpleasant, and he added: "No matter how strong the NPC monster controlled by artificial intelligence is, there is still an action template. As long as you find the right method, it is easy to solve, and Fei just happened to find it. method."

The hostess asked with a look of admiration: "Then do you think it is possible for Ah Fei to make it to the finals?"

The first swordsman shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't even think about the top [-], not to mention the finals, he can squeeze into the top [-] at most."

"I've also seen his video. There is only one move from beginning to end. Our players are not NPC monsters programmed by the system. As long as he is prepared for this move, he will be half useless."

"..."

Lin Zian picked up the copper coins on the table and played with it, the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

He didn't care what the "First Swordsman" said.

What is Alfie's move?

Strictly speaking, Ah Fei has only one move, one that can kill people!

Want to be on guard?

I'm afraid this is not a joke.

But despite this, Lin Zian still remembered the name "First Swordsman".

Not to mention his remarks, it is his title, and Lin Zian doesn't like it very much.

Dare to be called the number one swordsman in front of Ah Fei?

Where does he put Lin Zi at ease?

He is already looking forward to tomorrow's [-]-man melee.

As long as there are [-] people in the melee, you can enter the main race.

Only then will they know how terrifying Kuaijian is!

After thinking about it, Lin Zian opened the barrage again.

"I used to like the first swordsman very much, but now it seems to be nothing but an egomaniac."

"A Fei's name is Lucky, so what's the name of you who ranked eighth in the qualifiers? Are you mentally handicapped?"

"Did anyone see my dog? He got lost while eating shit on the street as usual today, oh yes, he's called 'First Swordsman'."

"It's not difficult to admit that others are better than you. Could it be that you can sit firmly in the first place by belittling others like this?"

"What is Ah Fei? I've never seen it before."

"Are some of the barrages from the navy sent by A Fei?"

"The number one swordsman was No.1 on the swordsman ranking two years ago, and he is the authority of all swordsmen. Does he need to slander a little Ah Fei?"

"I was originally a lucky one, why can't I say it?"

"Let's not say anything else, I don't think that Ah Fei can even handle a melee with a hundred people."

"Support the first swordsman, a lucky person, what qualifications do we have for the evaluation of our first swordsman."

"..."

Seeing that there were still a lot of supportive remarks on the barrage, Lin Zian nodded with relief.

"It's not in vain, I agree to live broadcast."

Lin Zian also sent a barrage and then closed the video.

Among the tens of thousands of barrages, there is one more silently: "Support Ah Fei! The first swordsman eat shit!"

Lin Zian turned off the computer and was about to fall asleep when suddenly his brows wrinkled.

"Did I forget something?"

"Forget it, think about it tomorrow."

Shaking his head, he lay on the bed.

……

in a dark hall.

Only in the center, there is a faint light.

There was only one chair in the hall, on which sat a figure hidden in the dark.

There are dozens of projections standing on the opposite side of the figure and on both sides.

There is only a faint light in the projection, so that the outlines of some people can be faintly seen.

Some can only see the trajectories of some clothes, some can see the hands placed on the table, and some show a chin, but many more are hidden in the darkness.

"Only the last month left."

In the projection, a somewhat vicissitudes of exclamation sounded Zhao.

"26 days to be exact."

A cold voice came from another projection.

At this time, the person sitting in the chair finally said, "Do you have any ideas?"

His voice was a little old.

"Ideas? I just hope I can get through this."

"I've tried my best, it's up to you to see if you succeed or not. Speaking of which, the first place in the preliminaries seems to be on Ning Lao's side."

"Yes, Ning Lao, this number one seems unusual."

"Maybe he can..."

The hall became silent again.

Looking at the dozens of projections in front of him, Ning Lao said again: "The obstacles to the qualifiers are just a bunch of pure data, and the number one doesn't prove anything."

"If this matter hadn't been concealed from the public, perhaps our body would have been bigger..."

Someone let out a deep sigh.

……

The next day.

Clash of Kings qualifiers prepare the town.

"Brother, are you playing A Fei?"

"?"

I play myself?

Lin Zi'an looked at the swordsman who opened the question and asked curiously, "Why do you say that?"

"Since Ah Fei became popular in the official live broadcast room yesterday, the initial whiteboard that was not even accepted by grocery stores has now become a best-seller. The price has been smashed by scalpers from a few copper coins to one or two silver.

The swordsman smiled and said again: "Although the novice outfit is very pretentious, I advise you to replace it."

"Oh why?"

Lin Zian asked with a smile.

"Someone started a battle post on the Internet. During the [-]-person team battle, they killed the pretentious criminal who wore the novice outfit first. Many people responded."

"So for that?"

Lin Zian was a little stunned, did he become the enemy of a million?

"There's no way, there are too many people pretending to be in novice clothes now, who are you going to do if you don't engage them?"

"Aren't you afraid of meeting Zhen Fei?"

"With 100 million people participating, one person will participate in a total of ten rounds of 990-player team battles. At most [-] people will encounter A Fei. The chance is one in a thousand. That's how unlucky they will meet."

The swordsman patted his chest and said with a smile: "And even if I meet Zhen Fei, I don't believe that he can still be so powerful in the face of a siege of 99 people."

"pity......"

Lin Zian sighed: "I can only wear beginner clothes."

The swordsman wondered, "Don't want to?"

Lin Zian shook his head: "No, I only have this set of equipment."

"Oh."

The swordsman looked suddenly enlightened, thinking that Lin Zian's equipment had been exposed by others, and immediately said boldly: "Brother, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge in ten years. I believe you will get up, or I will lend you a set first?"

A gentleman's revenge?

When did I say I want revenge?Revenge for what?

Lin Zian glanced at him, feeling that he still had to keep some distance from this kind of weirdo, and replied, "Thank you, I'm used to this dress. If I'm besieged, I'm besieged. That's not my life."

"Okay, brother, take care."

The swordsman looked sympathetic.

Chapter 42 Wolves into the Flock

【Game start! 】

[Whether to enter the qualifier copy? 】

[Note: If it is not selected within ten seconds, it will enter by default]

A prompt box pops up in front of all players participating in the game.

"Brother take care, I'll go first."

The swordsman glanced at Lin Zian with regret, and then teleported away.