Pinnacle Fantasy

Damn it!

When Yang Shizhao saw this news, he couldn't help but complain.

乔轩这是生气了?气得还想揍他?不妙不妙!阳时昭想了想自己拒绝会有什么后果,还是认怂地点击了同意,进入了竞技场.

The scene was just an ordinary competitive map. Yang Shizhao turned a perspective and saw Liu Shang Qushui tied his long hair with a head rope and tied his high ponytail. He was wearing a white robe. The white jade flute in his hand was flashing with silver lightning, which was not much different from what he looked like in his memory. However, the team logo next to Liu Shang Qushui ID turned from the gray that belonged to the dust and turned into a flash of thunder and purple.

Yang Shizhao felt nervous, and was not sure if Qiao Xuan wanted to beat him up, so he had to laugh dryly and greet him in an extremely embarrassed manner: "Hi, Deputy Qiao..."

Qiao Xuan immediately interrupted him: "Shi Zhao, I don't want to compete with you, but in this scene we can speak to each other, and you won't be on the Weibo headline again as a big target. However, since you have decided to go online, you must be prepared to be recognized, right? Why do you need to fool me with "not me"?"

Yang Shizhao was speechless by Qiao Xuan's words. Qiao Xuan's subtext was obviously "What else are you pretending to be? I have seen through it. Do you think I am an idiot?" But after Qiao Xuan's processing, this sounds pleasant.

The two were silent for a moment, and Qiao Xuan took the lead in breaking the silence: "How are you doing recently? Still playing in the fantasy world?"

This tone sounds like they just don’t see each other for a day. Everyone says, “No one sees each other for three autumns”. Why does it become “No one sees each other for three autumns” when you arrive at Qiao Xuan?

Yang Shizhao once thought that when he came back and was discovered by his former teammates, they would be excited, angry, and questioned him "Why are you leaving?" But in this way, they had to abandon Qiao Xuan.

Did you dilute this anger for three years, or did Qiao Xuan have the same temperament? Or did Qiao Xuan also "left" and thus empathize?

"It's great. I went out for a trip and went to most of China, but after going around in circles, I still couldn't let go of the fantasy world." Yang Shizhao actually had a lot of things in his heart to say to Qiao Xuan, but he could only wait for Qiao Xuan to ask him before he could answer.

"A lot of things have happened in the past three years you left. You know, I'm no longer breaking the dust."

"Shunlei is in City G, and it happens to be your hometown, which is also very good." Yang Shizhao sighed. Qiao Xuan took the college entrance examination to the University of Science and Technology in City B. He went out to play e-sports in his sophomore year and founded the Pochen Team with Yang Jiayu and Yang Shizhao. When Shunlei invited him to transfer, he probably had a little bit of a relationship with his hometown.

"Well, even if that's the case..." Qiao Xuan paused and his voice lowered, "I still feel guilty towards Pochen and Xiaoqing."

Yang Shizhao was stunned and then smiled and said, "Is it not the guy Yang Jiayu and I the one who should be most guilty? You have already chosen to leave Pochen. I know you have also considered it. It is not a wise choice for you to stay there at that time."

Qiao Xuan did not speak, but Yang Shizhao felt his discomfort: "After all, Pochen is still like this now, and it is our departure..."

"Okay, stop talking." Qiao Xuan interrupted Yang Shizhao's next words.

"……sorry."

"..." A word of sorry is better than a thousand words. Qiao Xuan didn't know how to answer for a moment and fell silent.

Seeing that Qiao Xuan hadn't spoken for a long time, Yang Shizhao was a little nervous, thinking that Qiao Xuan was still a little angry, and angry that they left for no reason. For a moment, Yang Shizhao didn't know what to say, and he was a little dry-mouthed.

Qiao Xuan sighed heavily and said, "You don't have to be sorry, that's your own choice. Besides, you can leave after you succeed. Three years have passed, and the fans' feelings for Pochen have not changed, and the myths you left will never wither."

Yang Shizhao felt as if something was blocking his heart, and he was so depressed that he couldn't speak. After a while, he said, "It's not ours, but you."

Qiao Xuan laughed softly: "Only extinction is worthy of being called a myth. I am just a witness to this myth."

"But Pochen is far worse than that in the past..." Yang Shizhao whispered.

"As long as the dust remains, the Gun King will last forever."

Qiao Xuan said solemnly, which made Yang Shizhao stunned. Over the past three years, even if the alliance has emerged in many talents and ushered in the golden age, the names of Gun King and Sword Saint have always remained in Pochen and will always be mentioned.

Qiao Xuan smiled again at this time, "As a myth of history, are you ready to return to the arena to create new myths?"

"..." Yang Shizhao thought for a while and said, "Yes, but now is not the time."

"I understand, after all, Pochen's current situation..." Qiao Xuan was not surprised.

After only half of his words, Qiao Xuan suddenly fell silent, as if thinking about something. After a few seconds, he said: "Since you are no longer afraid of exposure, how about asking an old acquaintance to beat you up in order to breathe three years ago?"

Qiao Xuan's tone was filled with a playful smile, which made Yang Shizhao confused, so he felt that this heart might be detrimental to him, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

Sure enough, the premonition is accurate.

When Yang Shizhao saw another character enter the arena, he had nothing to say.

Shanghe, Qingming Shanghe, was wearing a bright white windbreaker. Compared with the silver gray that was winding with frost, the killing aura was much less, but it was more refreshing and ethereal. Shanghe, Qingming Shanghe, glanced at Xingsha Dust, retreated to Liushang Qushui, hesitated for a moment before asking: "Brother Xuan, do we really want to treat Yang like this?"

"He deserves it." Qiao Xuan said, "Also, now you are the captain of Pochen, and the deputy captain is Cui Jie."

Yue Qing thought for a while and said, "But we still have the All-Star Game in the afternoon, so we should have a rest. This... isn't that good, right?"

Qiao Xuan: "Who said one-on-one, we two beat him one."

Yang Shizhao: "...I curse you that all the bad things will go well in the afternoon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a spear rose up on the river in Qingming Festival, and the Silver Martial Star River flashed with blue and white light and shadow. With a move of "Splitting Spirit Breaking God" attacked the star breaking dust.

"Damn, I'll use the ultimate move as soon as I come?" Yang Shizhao activated the Swordsman's level 42 skill "Sword Defense Formation" to reduce damage by 40%. "Yue Qing, have you learned bad things from Qiao Xuan?"

The answer to him was a song "Ambushes on Ten Sides" by Liushang Qushui, summoning 10 reduced versions of the BOSS silver dragons in the level 70 dungeon "Domain of Dragons". This can be said to be the magical profession's single-handed magic skill. The 10 silver dragons directly attack singles without dispersing. Can the damage not be high?

Yang Shizhao was thinking about Qiao Xuan's intention in his heart, but Shanghe in Qingming Festival shot a silver dragon flying over, which just blocked Yang Shizhao's sight. Qiao Xuan played the "sound of chaos", which made the star breaking dust and chaotic for two seconds. He could not control it, so he had to be beaten by these silver dragons.

"It's too cruel and too ruthless!" After Yang Shizhao and others were over, they immediately exploded their speed. The 70-level swordsman's ultimate move "Snow Pressing Branches" was released. Star Shattered Dust slashed in front of him, and the fiery red sword body slashed straight towards Qingming Shanghe. This move has a great damage, and the accompanying 2-second freezing state will definitely make Qingming Shanghe unable to bear it!

Yang Shizhao thought so, and a black figure suddenly appeared in his sight, blocking the river on Qingming Festival. The stars were changing! Qiao Xuan was really good at observing the situation and finding the right opportunity!

"Damn, help me! There are many professional players at level 80 here bullying the newcomers at level 70!" Yang Shizhao quickly rolled to the right and avoided the rebounding Canxue, and was covered in a slutty air. It was obvious that Qiao Xuan used the Dou Zhuan to block the attack for him before, so why did he get the Dou Zhuan Xingshi!!

"Oh? Are you still a newcomer?" Yue Qing took a few steps back and distanced him from Yang Shizhao, raised his revolver double gun, the silver martial arts "Starry River", and the accompanying skill "Galaxy Meteor" was released. A raindrop-like bullet hit him. Yang Shizhao wanted to dodge, but heard a phoenix sound.

The sound of Liushang Qushui flute was melodious, and a phoenix appeared out of thin air, attached to the Bingtong Flute, turning the flute into a lightsword. Liushang Qushui held the lightsword exuding the cold aura, stepped forward and cut across the body that was broken by the star.

The remaining snow presses the branches!