You are floating in your mind

[There is a dreamer who throws himself into the sea.There are hypocrites who talk about love. 】

The spring in S City has not come for a long time, and several times there are signs of recovery, but they are depressed again.

Zhou Zekai felt sick in the early morning, sometimes cold and sometimes hot, sometimes wandering back and forth between cold and hot, shaking drowsily, unable to distinguish between hot and cold.Not even a drop of sweat can fall off, so I use my skin and blood to bear it, to accept this sudden change in temperature.

Zhou Zekai was half asleep and half awake, remembering the first time he saw Sun Xiang.

He didn't meet before everyone, so he didn't have an exclusive memory that can be cherished, and he didn't meet everyone later, so he didn't have a sense of fate. He was picked up by the team manager and vice-team Jiang Botao, and he was greeted by the manager when he arrived in the training room. Zhou Zekai mixed with a group of people and met Sun Xiang for the first time.Such a scene named "First Sight" can't find any special meaning after much deliberation.

Manager Samsara has the attributes of being the king of the cold for thousands of years. Even if the understanding Samsara team members try their best to save him from the cold, the manager said Xiao Sun should introduce himself. Everyone applauds.

I'm bored, what can I introduce, what can I applaud.There are very few Fengshen accounts in the e-sports circle, there are only a handful of young geniuses, and there are even fewer who stand on the cusp of both criticism and reputation.The intersection of these three is uniquely called Sun Xiang, who doesn't know.It wasn't the first day for the people of Samsara to know about the news of the new members, and the rumor that One Autumn Leaf joined Samsara even with a card was very popular.

This young man probably wants to bring a strong light, but does the reincarnation lack light?The captain of the newly promoted giants team with two championships in hand is the strongest gold lettered sign in the league.In contrast, what the outside world is more interested in talking about is whether the two lights complement each other, or whether they ebb and flow, or whether one completely swallows and submerges the other.

That beam of light Zhou Zekai, the latest to come, stood the farthest, holding a glass of water to watch from a distance.

Jiang Botao reacted the fastest, and then everyone reacted one by one. The applause sounded sporadically, and sporadically faded away.Zhou Zekai put down his water glass, agreed politely, and made a few noises during the most enthusiastic interval.Then there was only silence in the training room.

Sun Xiang just stood there in the silence of the room.Outside the window is the dazzling midsummer sun, and inside the room is the light blue air-conditioning.Small ice particles flew back and forth with the air-conditioning vents, and when they touched his dazzling blond hair, they evaporated instantly.He scanned the surrounding team members with his eyes, tilted his head and smiled, and said that my name is Sun Xiang, the grandson of Monkey King, the soaring Xiang.

Zhou Zekai will always remember this scene, even Sun Xiang's slight uptick at the end of his voice, they are dissipated in the air, like countless soft feathers rising in the wind, whirling upwards in the air, light and fierce at the same time.

They all flew away, so Zhou Zekai was never able to catch Sun Xiang's determination.He is not qualitative.

He looks very easy to control, like the simplest and most low-level game console with only a few buttons when he was young, and he can predict the corresponding response to whatever he presses. If you die, you will die. You are honest, cute and simple-minded.In fact, everything is wrong, what Sun Xiang does is reasonable, he chooses one of them, because he is Sun Xiang, so people take it for granted.It was like that from start to finish.

[There are still people wandering among the knives, and feelings are gradually growing under the thorns. 】

Then it was the expected heads-up.Zhou Zekai sat in the seat under the air vent, feeling that his whole body was completely frozen, but he didn't shiver, he couldn't even respond to the stress, so he just carried it.Both hands were cold and awake, and they were in a mess.After a few tricks in the first round, Zhou Zekai felt that Sun Xiang was very strong, and he also felt that Sun Xiang would definitely not be able to beat him.He didn't win not because he wasn't strong enough, nor because of psychological reasons such as aggressiveness and anxiety, he just couldn't win.Zhou Zekai also felt that he might not be able to win tomorrow.Sometimes no one can explain the keen intuition of the game of glory.

Zhou Zekai won three rounds in a row, and Sun Xiang invited for the fourth round. Zhou Zekai stopped the mouse and reached for the glass. In the transparent glass, there was a layer of corpses of small black bugs floating on the water.Zhou Zekai withdrew his hand silently, returned his gaze to the screen, and clicked to confirm.

A gun piercing the clouds with a thirsty mouth and a fierce battle with One Autumn Leaf, the background is blurred into desert yellow sand, and the beacon smoke is bleak near and far.Sun Xiang stared at the screen, and his hands flew up like flying.Zhou Zekai saw Sun Xiang Shahong's eyes through One Autumn Leaf, and he just saw it.Zhou Zekai felt that it was hot and cold again, sometimes the scorching sun was above his head, and sometimes Samsara was the air conditioner in the training room, he couldn't be distracted, Sun Xiang's offensive was too fast and tricky, it was different from before, completely out of order to follow.

None of those movements were fixed moves of battle mages, and they couldn't even name them.It was like a real person wearing armor, wielding a spear, with scarlet eyes, approaching step by step.Zhou Zekai doesn't know how to defend, he doesn't know how to defend.No matter how sharp his operations were, he couldn't escape the sharpshooter's rigorous skill design, and his hand speed also increased. He was concentrating on trying to break the game, and the sound of his heartbeat was transmitted to his fingertips, and every movement of pressing the keys was extra heavy.

Suddenly Zhou Zekai stopped.

Cloud Piercer was stabbed through the chest by One Autumn Leaf with a spear.

Standing silently, with a deadpan expression on his face.

This was still not any great move in combat, Zhou Zekai's perspective was fixed on One Autumn Leaf's eyes full of killing intent.Zhou Zekai's head buzzed.This is so weird, Sun Xiang can actually use moves that he has never seen before, the damage cannot be estimated, and the countermeasures cannot be found. What happened to Sun Xiang, what happened to Glory.Zhou Zekai immediately looked at the red and blue bars, but the fixed value area was empty, with nothing there. He reached out and grabbed a handful of gravel, the wind blew up a cloud of confused dust, and in front of him was One Autumn Leaf.

The two ends of the silver weapon were connected to One Autumn Leaf's steady hand and Cloud Piercer's bubbling wound.

Zhou Zekai lowered his head and saw bloodstains continuously smearing on the windbreaker. He fell down, and the scenery in his vision shook violently. The sky and the earth turned into crimson crazily and unevenly shaded. Only the place where One Autumn Leaf stood was the wind breath Cloud stop.

Sun Xiang snorted, raised his chin coldly, and quickly drew back Que Xie.Zhou Zekai heard his heart being smashed, imagining how it would turn into a puddle of shriveled, blurred flesh.The chest vibrated in an empty and needless manner, and then a world-shattering pain was involved.