The King's Avatar: The Sword Immortal Returns

Chapter 124 Ye Xiu and Mo Qian, both emotionally wounded, and the sharp-tongued Tang Rou—

"A deafening roar from the sky! Your swordsman brother has made a dazzling entrance!!!"

Mo Qian delivered a fatal blow to Guanyin's throat, slamming her back to the ground. The timing was carefully chosen; Mo Qian then handed Guanyin over to his good disciple, Qianqian. Qianqian, upon receiving her, naturally gave her a sound beating. There was no way she could let him live; this kid clearly wasn't a good person, far inferior to her own priest, An Wenyi.

"Well, there's no need to be so violent..."

Mo Qian watched as Qianqian unleashed a flurry of attacks on Guanyin after activating her Knight Awakening form. Her hand speed was already beyond her limits, clearly demonstrating just how much Qianqian disliked this Guanyin.

An Wenyi watched the violent Qianqian from behind, trembling with fear. Was this still the innocent and naive Qianqian he knew?

In less than a minute, Guanyin was subdued by Qianqian. As for the remaining people, there was no need for them to intervene.

The match was over in less than five minutes.

After the final buzzer sounded, the opposing team seemed to be still in shock.

[Guanyin]: "Who am I? Where am I? What just happened? It seems like I was just knocked down with a 'whoosh,' and then instantly killed by that crazy female knight."

[Bajie]: "Am I really a knight?"

[Sha Wujing]: "Am I not really suited to playing Glory?"

Several people were so badly affected by Mo Qian's actions that they were considering giving up on Glory. This game was practically a horror game!

Before these people could even get a clear look at Mo Qian, their health bars had already vanished. Tell me, what is this if not a horror game?
As for who the ghost in that horror game is, I think it goes without saying—who else could it be but that kid Mo Qian?

After the match, Ye Xiu patted Mo Qian on the shoulder in a comforting manner.

"Old Mo, it's not your fault that the other party dislikes you. Actually, sometimes I can't handle your impact either."

When Ye Xiu and Mo Qian fought one-on-one, Ye Xiu was often caught off guard by Mo Qian's positioning. This Sword Immortal's positioning was an absolute mystery. For no other reason than that sometimes even Ye Xiu would fall into Mo Qian's positioning traps.
【Mysterious movement】is the best description of Mo Qian's movement. When you first see Mo Qian's position, don't attack, because that's definitely not his true location. Even if it is, still don't attack, because you won't be able to hit him. Mo Qian's reactions are like a ghost.
"Old Ye, you're not much worse than me, are you?" Mo Qian looked at Ye Xiu's meaningful gaze with a speechless expression. If fighting Mo Qian was a terrifying game, then fighting Ye Xiu one-on-one was like having your IQ being crushed.

Every move Ye Xiu made was based on his experienced judgment. It was an indescribable feeling, a sense that he knew exactly where to strike, where to unleash his skill, and whoever was coming and which skill should be used in that area.

Ye Xiu scratched his head awkwardly; he still felt more uncomfortable playing against Mo Qian.
Actually, the best question to ask is Tang Rou, because she has been repeatedly and thoroughly defeated by both of them. She challenges Ye Xiu and Mo Qian to one-on-one duels every single day, and she knows their strength all too well.

Therefore, Chen Guo also looked at Tang Rou with some curiosity. Unable to suppress her curiosity any longer, she grabbed Tang Rou and asked:

"Little Tang, which of these two players do you think has a more disgusting playing style?"

Chen Guo asked the most authoritative person, Tang Rou, because only Tang Rou's words were truly convincing. Tang Rou thought about it seriously for a while before telling Chen Guo the answer.
"I think Ye Xiu is the better choice—"

Ye Xiu got caught in the crossfire, his own apprentice calling his style disgusting. Ye Xiu felt deeply hurt.

"Oh?! Why is that, Xiao Tang? I feel that Ye Xiu's playing style is quite pleasing to the eye—at least much better than that rather violent Mo Qian—"

Chen Guo, on the contrary, felt that Ye Xiu's style wasn't so strange. After all, playing against Ye Xiu still provided some gaming experience, but playing against Mo Qian was a completely different story.
"Boss—it seems you haven't played enough matches with Ye Xiu. You still don't know just how dirty Ye Xiu's heart is, or how many bad ideas he has. These are things you don't know at all—"

Old Wei said earnestly to Chen Guo, "Those who haven't played many matches against Mo Qian and Ye Xiu might think that Mo Qian, who is individually stronger, is more disgusting."

But anyone who has witnessed Ye Xiu's tactics and command skills will understand that no "Sword Immortal" is more disgusting than Ye Xiu! There's no more tactical player in the world than Ye Xiu! Not to mention, Ye Xiu's individual skill is also formidable; he'll even mentally manipulate you during a one-on-one fight.
Ye Xiu + Unaffiliated Player = ? ?

Ye Xiu, who plays the unspecialized class, has finally found his true calling. Ye Xiu was practically born for the unspecialized class; you could even say that the unspecialized class was created for Ye Xiu, the current "textbook of Glory for ten years."
Ye Xiu in the past: I want to play Battle Mage, I just want to play Battle Mage!

Ye Xiu now: Nothing can stop my desire to play a free-roaming character!!!

"Ugh—it's finally over. My back is killing me. Hey Lao Ye, why do you look so sad?"

After finishing his work, Mo Qian turned around and saw Ye Xiu drawing circles in a corner, looking incredibly emo. Mo Qian immediately became curious.
Ye Xiu didn't speak, but silently repeated:

"My apprentice disliked me, my apprentice disliked me..."

Upon learning this, Mo Qian looked at Ye Xiu with amusement, thinking that Old Ye was simply following the path he had chosen, no matter how absurd it might be.

"Little Tang, you have a good eye for people. And my fighting style is more pleasing to the eye, isn't it?"

Mo Qian asked excitedly, but three seconds later, he also squatted down next to Ye Xiu and started drawing circles.
"My playing style is completely unwatchable, utterly unwatchable..."

The two hugged each other, silently comforting one another.

"Old Ye, your apprentice's mouth is really too sharp... I'm just a little violent sometimes, aren't I?"

"You deserve it, who told you to move so skillfully?"

Mo Qian was truly betrayed by his own slick movement. In truth, Mo Qian also longed to be a man as swift as the wind, but his strength simply wouldn't allow it.
"So, who is our next opponent?"

Baozi asked expectantly—

(End of this chapter)