A Race to (Be) The Top

Ling Xiaolu laughed until he lost his head. Usually this sentence is exaggerated rhetoric, but at this moment it is the truth. His hood almost fell off due to the shaking, but fortunately Ji Meng helped him in time.

The embarrassment failed, and the person in charge felt that Ji Meng gave him a disgusted look.

"Go ahead, I'll help him send gifts."

"Okay." The person in charge hurried away.

The key chain prepared by Xinshan is the controller of the holographic pet. Just press the button on it, and a holographic mini pet will pop up beside you, which can last for 15 minutes each time.

This gift was very popular, and many tourists came to line up after inquiring where to get it. After a while, everyone at the scene had one, and there were all the popular pets in the game here.

Lei Lulu, played by Ling Xiaolu, has also become a popular photo spot. A senior sister pointed at Ji Meng hesitantly after shooting it: "Is he also a pet in the game?"

This time Ling Xiaolu really lost his head laughing, even Ji Meng couldn't save him.Ji Meng's face was very dark, [-]% of the reason was from the misunderstanding of his senior sister, and [-]% of the reason was from Ling Xiaolu's gloating.

"Oh, I can't do it anymore," Ling Xiaolu didn't know whether to support his head or cover his stomach, "I burst into tears laughing."

With a dark face, Ji Meng reached in to help him wipe away his tears. Ling Xiaolu saw the other party's displeased face through the gap, thinking of such an appearance of "Unhappy Ji" with a pink name on his head, he couldn't hold back his smile.

The senior knew that she had misunderstood, and apologized embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, there was a summoning shikigami in the shape of a human in the game I played before, and I thought he was the same."

Ling Xiaolu managed to stop laughing: "There are also human pets in this game, but I don't recommend you to choose this one. It seems that you have a bad temper. If you get upset and leave during the PK, you say it's embarrassing." Not embarrassed?"

The assistant who was busy at the booth noticed the change here, scratched his head helplessly, and reported to his superior:

"Boss, the prince is fighting with our mascot again. If the fight continues like this, there might be an event accident. What should I do?"

The person in charge rolled his eyes behind his back: "Let them fight."

"what?"

"That's the princess."

"Oh ah???"

The assistant seemed to have heard some terrible gossip, so he quickly took out his mobile phone and recorded a live broadcast of Ji Meng's battle with Lei Lulu, and sent it to the work group.

"Exciting! Powerful! Unexpected! The boss said this is the princess!!"

"?????"

"Lei Lulu? This is the crown prince's pet. What is the relationship line of the crown princess? The boss should go to improve the language."

"Is our prince so hungry that he doesn't choose what to eat? He won't let go of even dolls. I would have applied for this position if I knew it!"

"Seeing that the prince is so energetic, I am relieved. I thought he would be devastated because of that incident."

The fighting duo in the kindergarten finally distributed all the gifts in a stumbling manner, took off the doll clothes and made a fuss for another half an hour, and by the time they got into the VIP seats, a cosplay performance was already taking place on stage.

Ling Xiaolu commented on each of the male cosplayers - using Ji Meng as a reference - one by one:

"This leg is not as long as yours.

"This waist is not as narrow as yours.

"This abdominal muscle is not as good as yours."

His expert comment on Ji Meng doesn't sound like a cosplay, but a shame play.

"You like staring at other people's abs that much?"

"Who made you dress so coquettishly, but I have a pair of sharp eyes." Ling Xiaolu raised his eyebrows proudly.

"That's an art design, what can I do?"

"You're just showing off your abs, why is my master dressed so abstinently?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the image of Li Zheng wearing a belly dress appeared in the minds of both of them, and they shuddered at the same time.

"Have a good chat, don't talk cold words." It's almost one less word "laugh" than a cold joke.

Ling Xiaolu pretended to look down: "Where's my Leilulu fur? I want to wrap my little fur coat tightly."

The new coser who came on stage saved the temperature of the scene. He walked onto the stage wearing the battle armor that Ji Meng once wore, but this time his waist, legs, and abdominal muscles did not meet the standard (Ling Xiaolu's), as if he invited a fake of Ji Meng. Walk the catwalk on stage.

"I don't understand, why does Xinshan go outside to invite someone instead of using a ready-made handsome like you?"

He counted on his fingers: "You, sister, my master, and Zhenjiu, what's the name of that goddess' crazy fan? Beifeng? If there is no plastic surgery, he can also be counted. The five of you form an endorsement team. Isn’t the propaganda effect stronger than these people?”

Ji Meng squinted at him in distaste: "Let's not count my sister and I, how much budget do you plan to allocate for the other three to invite them to come to the catwalk?"

"..." Ling Xiaolu scratched his head with a dry smile, "Hey, yeah, why didn't I think of that."

"Besides, you can think of such a bad idea. Could it be that the promotion department can't think of it?"

"Ok?"

As if to prove his words, the cosplayers on the stage dispersed to both sides after completing their respective appearances, leaving an open space for the center of the booth.

A white mist filled the platform, and a figure in the mist slowly approached, with an unconcealable aura rushing towards him.

When the fog cleared, Ji Qing, wearing a light gold armor, appeared shining in the cherry blossoms all over the sky. She was eclipsed by her eyebrows, and she was unparalleled. The sound of exclamation and taking pictures was endless.

Ling Xiaolu was stunned: "Sister is here too?"

"It's a hologram."

Following Ji Qing, images of high-end players wearing top-notch equipment and wearing rare pets are presented one by one in front of the audience in a rhythmic and dynamic montage, either static or moving, standing or flying, beautiful, coquettish, mighty and domineering, satisfying novices Xiaobai has all the fantasies about the great god.

Among them, some Ling Xiaolu had seen him before, some had only heard his name but never seen him in person, and today they were an eye-opener.

"Will all appointments on the whole server be on camera?"

"of course not."

"Hey?"

Ji Meng disliked it: "Chang Huanxi, that fat man must not be able to do it."

"..."

Even Dou Kou showed a side face!The shame of Chang Huanxi's appointment!

Finally it was Ji Meng's turn to play. On the stage, he charged towards the auditorium with a giant sword in his hand. Ling Xiaolu subconsciously wanted to run.

Ji Meng held him down: "What are you doing?"

"...I have a conditioned reflex for your action." Every time I saw it, I remembered the mental journey of running away when I saw him in the first place in order not to reveal my identity.

"I still have conditioned reflexes."

Ling Xiaolu:?

"When I see you doing somersaults, I want to hit someone."

"..." Ling Xiaolu wanted to turn over right now!

Xin Shan has a partiality for the prince, and he takes a longer time to shoot him solo than the others. Ling Xiaolu can clearly hear the nympho cheering behind him.

what to do?My husband will not be able to hold back in the third dimension, Ling Xiaolu thought proudly.

Suddenly there were screams, Ling Xiaolu and Ji Meng covered their ears at the same time, for fear that the eardrum would be shattered.

"As for it," Ling Xiaolu complained with a bitter face, "isn't it my master..."

He looked at Li Zheng playing the flute on the stage, it was so beautiful that it was so beautiful.

"...Okay, as for it." He was worth the noise, and could even make more noise.

Ji Meng gave him a dissatisfied look, and Ling Xiaolu quickly expressed his loyalty: "My master is different from you, he can only watch from a distance, and can't play with it."

This remark made Ji Meng satisfied for a second, and his face quickly collapsed in the next second: "Do you mean that I can play with it?"

Ling Xiaolu quickly changed the subject, pointing to the stage: "Look! Who is that!"

He originally thought that Li Zheng was the last secret weapon to appear on the stage, but he didn't expect that the real finale was Zhen Jiu.

The official choice is a distant scene, where the god of death spreads its wings under the full moon, and everything is silent, drawing a long and long rest for the whole video.

Ling Xiaolu couldn't help applauding with everyone: "This editor has chosen the shots well and has vision!"

After the warm-up session, the staff distributed test peripherals to new players one after another. Veteran players like Ling Xiaolu and Ji Meng naturally don’t need them, but it’s a bit shameful to wear collars in public.

The final scene was already crowded with people, but fortunately, everyone from Lutou had reserved two seats for them.

In the far center of the arena, on one side were the defending champions Shiba and Qingmei. Lizheng stood opposite them with a calm expression, and did not release any pets.

"Why did you come here?" Chu Ya said as soon as he saw them, "There are too many spectators, and it took so much effort to grab these few seats. Chang Huanxi and Ling didn't come—"

"They are working overtime to separate the data." Ji Qing interjected from the side.

"—Forget it, even Xiao Nanxun and the annoying Dou Kou are not online, don't they know that today is the final?"

"Maybe they have something to do." Ji Meng silently changed the subject.

Ling Xiaolu received Zhenjiu's private chat, turned his head and asked, "Is there no place? Chenjiu said he would come too."

After the words fell, Zhenjiu appeared, and said to the person next to Ling Xiaolu through the mask: "Can you give me a seat?"

Neighbor:! ! !

There was no one within a radius of one meter with him as the center, and everyone was crowded tightly at the edge and shivering.

Zhenjiu sat down relaxedly, and turned to greet Ling Xiaolu and the others: "This place is so spacious, why are you sitting so crowded?"

Ling Xiaolu: "..."

"Zhenjiu, why don't you participate in the Wind and Cloud Competition?" Ling Xiaolu asked.

With his strength, there might be no killing in the finals.

Zhenjiu dismissed it: "I'm not interested in any duel with rules."

"Then do you think my master has a chance of winning today?"

Under the invisible mask, Zhenjiu raised the corners of her mouth.

"Lubi, you don't know yet," Ji Qing said from the side, "During this time, Zhenjiu has been serving as your master's training partner. For field masters, PK in the arena is like playing house."

The only rule in the wild is the rule of the jungle. What Zhenjiu faces is not only one-on-one, but also one-on-many, as well as the ever-changing situation on the field.

With such an experienced Zhenjiu accompanying Li Zheng to fight, one can imagine how much improvement Li Zheng will have.

Ling Xiaolu's confidence doubled: "I knew that my master would definitely win!"

On the field, Shi Ba saw that Li Zheng was still refusing to let him go, he said provocatively: "What's the matter Li Zheng, where is your snake? Are you too scared by my little Phoenix Fairy to come out?"

Li Zheng raised his eyelids and glanced at him calmly, it was this attitude that made him even more irritating.

"What are you waiting for, are you waiting for your favor? Your apprentice seems to have run away with others, so you can beat me?"

Qing Mei urged unhappily from the side: "What are you talking about? Li Zheng, if you don't give in, we'll be two against one."

Snowflakes fell from the sky, Ling Xiaolu and others looked up in surprise.

"Why does it snow here?"

The snow fell more and more heavily, and gradually the wind picked up again, forming a mighty blizzard in the center of the field.

Shiba was located in the center of the storm, and was almost blown back a step: "Li Zheng! What the hell are you doing!"

A shadow gradually appeared in the blizzard, swimming swiftly in the blizzard, with silvery white scales appearing and disappearing from time to time.

"This, this is—"

Both Shiba and Qingmei's eyes widened in disbelief, and with the sound of a dragon roaring into the clouds, the flying snow and dense fog were blown away without a trace, and Li Zheng stood there as if he had passed away from the world, with the huge monster behind him riding the clouds and fog , such as stepping out of the myth, stepping on the starlight, washing the moonlight, and descending to the world.

"Wind Breath Wyvern!"