I became a saint in the game

Chapter 63: I, the worst in the audience, became the best in the audience

"Oh my god! C Zishu, you are so awesome!"

A few seconds after the Gan Jiang couple disappeared, Shui Guotang broke the silence and patted Chen Shicheng's shoulders frantically in exclamation.

"We just separated in the morning, but you stood up in the evening. What's the matter? Were you hiding your abilities last night? You didn't use your full strength. If you had been so aggressive earlier, you might have killed that pervert last night. Why would I be so worried?"

"But having said that, I am relieved that you scared those two disgusting guys away. I have been annoyed with them for a long time. If I could beat them together, I would spit in their faces."

"It hurts." Chen Shicheng was speechless as he looked at Fruit Candy who was slapping his shoulder with all his strength.

"That's right. Those two were on good terms a year ago, but then they got a pair of magic flying swords from somewhere, and their fighting power increased dramatically. They changed completely. They point fingers at everyone at every gathering, making it seem like everyone has to listen to them."

A man wrapped in a face scarf stood up and held out his hand while complaining, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Aoqi Jiutian. Forget it. Let's keep in formation. Just call me Chenlong. I'm level 13 now."

Following his self-introduction, the remaining elderly people who had been silent at the beginning also stood up, shook hands with Chen Shicheng, and also changed their code names while maintaining formation.

In order of priority, they are Dragon at level 13, Snake at level 12, Horse at level 13, and Goat at level 11. Among them, the newcomer Rabbit, the old Goat, and Fruit Candy are all female, and the rest are male players.

After everyone introduced themselves, everyone looked at the only person who didn't speak.

"Why are you looking at me? I like to eat fruit candies. I won't change my name! I'll just use this name. I'm already level 11 now."

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Fruit Candy quickly hid behind Chen Shicheng, looking as if he would rather die than surrender.

"Well, if you don't want to change it, then don't change it. This is not a hard and fast rule." Chen Long quickly stepped forward to smooth things over. "The old man has just introduced his level, so let the new guy introduce himself."

As he said this, he looked at the timid Maotu and motioned for her to go first.

Being asked to speak among the big guys, as a newcomer, Maotu said shyly, "I just entered the game not long ago, and I am only level 7 now."

"I'm level 9, and entered the game seven months ago."

"I'm the same as him, also level 9, and entered the game a year ago."

The remaining two newcomers, Ox and Tiger, quickly followed suit, respectively stating their levels and the time they joined the game.

Now, Chen Shicheng was the only one present who had not yet stated his rank, and everyone subconsciously focused their attention on him.

"Master Rat must be of a very high level, right?" said Rabbit with admiration.

"That's for sure, I'm talking to you girl."

Perhaps it was the soft voice of the Rabbit that stimulated the strange attributes of the Dragon. Without waiting for Chen Shicheng to speak, he began to show off his erudition.

"See the knife marks on the ground? Did you feel the illusion of a sharp blade approaching your body just now?" He squatted down and scraped the cross section of the table with his fingers, "And the smoothness of the cross section of the table."

"I've been in the game for a long time, and I've only seen this level of attack on high-level wild monsters. That monster was a level 16 swordsman. Everyone in our team died more than three times before we killed it." Chen Long roughly estimated the damage caused by the two attacks, looked up at Chen Shicheng and said confidently, "I dare to bet the rest of my life that the level of Zishu is at least level 15. Am I right?"

In response to his speculation and the deliberately emphasized tone, Chen Shicheng smiled but said nothing, not knowing how to respond.

How could he respond to this?
Tell me how to answer!
As the lowest-level player in the arena, even the soft-spoken Maotu is one level higher than him. It would be so embarrassing if this were to be told to others.

Moreover, as a man, he knew how scary Chen Long’s bet was!

That is the sexual happiness of the rest of his life. In this world with the background of cultivating immortals, who can guarantee whether this bet will come true? It is better to be safe than sorry. If the truth is told and Chen Long really loses his sexual happiness, he will hate him to death.

Moreover, Chen Long swore that this level of attack had only been seen on a level 16 Jindan-stage swordsman. If he really said that he was only level 6, what would others think?
Either that or he is lying.

Either that or the power of the ancient relic on him is incredible.

The principle of not showing off your wealth has been passed down for thousands of years. It is definitely not just empty talk, it is golden advice!

So Chen Shicheng simply ignored Fruit Candy, who knew everything and was trembling all over while trying to hold back a smile, and chose not to answer the question. He just smiled mysteriously and let these people guess for themselves.

"See what I said!"

Chen Shicheng's expression gave Chen Long a wrong signal, and he immediately concluded that his guess was correct. He approached Maotu with a smug look on his face, "Master Zishu is definitely the strongest among the second batch of players entering the game!"

"What about the first batch?" asked Ugly Bull, who had been trying hard to make himself transparent.

Chen Shicheng glanced at Chouniu out of the corner of his eye and gave him a hundred thousand thumbs up in his heart. He also wanted to know in which tier his current extremely abnormal attack power would rank among all the players.

The Tiger and Rabbit on the side also looked curiously at the Dragon who was showing off.

Feeling Maotu's gaze, he immediately spoke quickly as if he had been injected with chicken blood, "Everyone knows that the game has three versions of internal testing, and a group of players enter for each version. As the earliest batch of players who entered three years ago, although the number of people was small, their levels almost all broke through level 15 and reached the Golden Core Stage. They were called ancient gods by later players, and each of them was terrifyingly strong."

"As for the strength of Master Zishu," Chen Long looked at Chen Shicheng's face and said hesitantly, "Among the first batch of ancient masters, although Master's attack power is not the strongest, it can be ranked in the middle."

"Amazing! They came from behind and won!"

"If Master Zishu breaks through level 15, he will be the strongest player!"

At this time, not only a few newcomers looked at Chen Shicheng with admiration, even the eyes of those veterans who were more than 10 levels high were full of admiration.

Seeing that Chen Long was praising himself so highly and the situation was becoming increasingly difficult to control, Chen Shicheng quickly changed the subject in order to avoid the embarrassment of being exposed.

"Well, everyone will be able to reach level 15 sooner or later, so let's not talk about this anymore. Let's see if we should continue with this deal."

He pointed somewhat embarrassedly at the gathering place that was destroyed by the sword energy.

(End of this chapter)