The Legend of the Dragon King

The topics of the entire Douro continent in recent times revolved around the Federal-wide Challenge of Star Warfare Network, reaching the finals, which, with the deliberate push of the Federation, have become a federal-wide event.

Within the Legion of the Blood Gods, too. In the final period, after the first round, two of the top eight were in the Blood God Legion. Tang Dynasty Lin is naturally one of them, while the other, is the leader of the Blood Divine Corps near guard regiment Qian Qian.

Walk slowly into the sitting area, quietly come to the coffee shop and order a cup of black coffee.

At this time, the coffee shop is already overcrowded. Blood Legion Everything is best served here, and coffee is no exception. He looked around and found that all the tables were empty. With a slight sweep, his eyes eventually landed on a table in the corner.

There was only one person sitting there, but all the tables were full of people. The man sat there, looking out the window with a faint smile on his face, wondering what he was thinking.

Though he could only see his side face, it would still attract, handsome face, warm skin, not to mention a face like a crown jade.

With a thousand eyes, nature can clearly see all the details. The person's eyelashes are long, even if the girl rarely has such long eyelashes. His eyes are big and bright, and the smile on his handsome face makes him look full of sunshine.

What really caught his attention was the rank hanging on his shoulder.

Shine the stars, shine the gold!

Major General?

Such a young Major General? Is that him?

Thousands of people have heard of him. In recent times, his name has been unknown to almost everyone in the Legion of the Bloodshed. On those tables around him, at least more than half of the officers in the regiment were women. Below the Colonel? I'm afraid you don't want to come, but you don't deserve to sit there.

Thousands of eyes squinted and walked past.

After coming here for coffee with Dragon Rain Snow that day, Tang Mailin found himself in love with the black liquid with a slightly bitter but intense aroma.

He loved the feeling of being surrounded by that intense fragrance, it was snowy outside, and he drank it slowly with a hot cup of coffee in his hand. This has become the only enjoyment of his life during this period.

Dance Long Sky warned him a long time ago that it was easy to fold and don't overwhelm yourself. In the recent past, he thought he had adjusted very well. Not only in practice, but also in mentality.

Gu Yuena is his best solace, and whenever he gets tired, he thinks about her, and tiredness sweeps away with it. Especially when she can still have a hot cup of coffee, her figure seems clearer in her heart and feels warm and melting.

Tang Danglin enjoyed the feeling, but at the same time he found that there were more and more people in the cafe. But everyone was amazingly tacit, and that corner next to the window was always left to him.

“Sir, may I sit here?” A strange voice sounded.

Tang Mailin looked up and saw only a long-bodied officer. He looked like an officer in his 30s standing in front of him. He had a major rank on his shoulder. He looked not particularly handsome. His eyes were slightly narrow, but the face of the knife sharpening axe was easy to impress.

“Sure.” Tang Mailin made a gesture, please.

Chi sat down and took a subconscious look at the cup of coffee in Don Mailin's hand. Black coffee? He actually has the same hobby as himself.

Tang Mailin still looked out the window and the noise in the coffee shop did not affect his good mood.

He naturally filtered all the noise.

“Sir.” There was another sound across the street.

Tang Mailin turned his head and looked at Qianqiao, “Can I help you? ”

A thousand pieces of black coffee arrived and he held the cup with his hands, "I'm number 79, looking forward to meeting you at the competition. ”

Tang Mailin's eyebrows were slightly picked, “Star Warfare Network Federal-Challenge? ”

“Yes.”

“Come on.” Tang Mailin nodded to him, finished his cup of coffee, laughed again at Qianqiao, and stood up under the eyes of the women officers.

Thousands of people stuck around, he came on his own, more curious. But from Tang Mailin, he didn't see or feel anything.

There's no fluctuations in the soul power on this one, it's like an ordinary person. But his intuition tells him that the youngest general in the entire regiment is dangerous! Next round, will you meet him yourself?

Tighten your fists under your consciousness.

Tang Dynasty Lin did not leave too many impressions in his mind. At this time, his spirit was very focused. That cup of coffee was meant to relax, but also to adjust the state.

There is no doubt that the tougher test for him than the Sorcerer's race was the Mechanical War. And soon, he's going to have a hexadecimal eight of Mech Warfare.

Enter the star compartment and connect to the battle net.

Thirty-three becomes sixty-six. There is still a dedicated guide from the waiter, and like the individual race, he is filled with golden light.

In the last round of the group, he was sealed as the shooter. And it was also the last game of the group, Ling Dance Moon lost, to the second line of the group. Ling Dance Moon has proven to be the finest mechanic in the Legion. There are only two of them out there.

They are from the same race zone and, according to the inherent rules, will not be encountered in the first round of the Knockout. I wonder if Ling Dance Moon can pass this race.

Ling Dance Moon is undoubtedly more manipulative than he is, but Wu Soul is weaker after all.

Choose the armor, the weapon is still a long gun.

Looking at the long gun in the hand of the mechanical armor, Tang Mailin couldn't help but sigh darkly in his heart. After all, he only had the life of a melee! Those who wanted to opt for long-range attacks as the main weapon of mechanical armor have lost no interest in long-range since learning what Chifu said.

Now that Chifu is basically mastered, I don't know when Tang will teach his next move.

With all this in mind, he had some expectations that he could not help himself.

In the clamor of the armor, Tang Dynasty Lin walked into the playing field. Opposite, his opponent was led out at the same time.

Remote armor! As soon as he saw the size of the opponent's armor, Tang Dynasty Lin immediately judged how the opponent fought.

Hand-held soul cannon. It can be sent ten times in a row. Ten times will overheat and take a short buffer.

This is an enhanced version of Soul Guided Ray Robbery, a long-range assault weapon that can only be selected if you enter the final stage. It's really because, in the previous game, the Melee had a bigger advantage in the ring. The soul strength of the Sorcerer is combined with the Armor Defense, and ordinary Armor long-range weapons are difficult to threaten. As a result, the battle network had to make some adjustments.

As both parties entered, the audience cheered more than waved.

Narrative sounds followed.

“Sixty-six, nicknamed Gunner King, has been honored as the best shot player in the competition. Athlete 231, nicknamed Turret. Remote attack is extremely precise and has its own soul technique of amplifying remote attack. This is a battle of proximity, and the simplest phrase to describe it is whether the turret can crush the shooter before he reaches the distance of his death. Well, let's hope this game is going to be amazing! ”

There is no exclusive referee, electronic voice countdown begins!

“Five, four, three, two, one, let the game begin! ”

“Boom -" It was almost the referee's voice that dropped, and there was a roar across the street, and a soul-guided artillery shell came face to face.

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The first test of Dragon King's Hand Tour has been completed. We may also have a second test recently. Please pay attention to our WeChat platform. Where will we tell you any new information? It is expected that the official public inspection will begin in early July. Book friends who don't get an inside chance don't worry, we'll play together. Together from scratch.