Virtual World: Close Combat Mage

Sunset City, Gu Fei wandered around for a while, washed off a few more PK points, and finally waited for the Hundred Centuries Reindeer to go live.

The news of the Passionaire arrived with his people: "Go on! ”

“Where?”

“Battlefield.” Says the Hundred Centuries.

Gu Fei knew this kind of place. When he was in Yunnan City, he and Fengdao were dealing there, usually near the Martial Arts Museum. The main towns are similar in some ways.

He pulled a passing player and asked for directions. Gu Fei came to the battlefield next to the Martial Arts Museum, where Baisheng Lan had been waiting for him for a long time. This rack type knows what a pro is.

When he wanted to fight the wind, he stood tall in the middle of the battlefield with his arms in his arms. It was so cool. But in fact, there's nothing cooler or more physically consuming than costuming, and although this doesn't exist in games, it's definitely a matter of consciousness.

If you look at the Passionaire, it's all right now in the battlefield to just wander around, lift your shoulders from time to time, and twist your feet naked. It doesn't do much to relax in the game, but it does bring some emotional relaxation, which is extremely effective.

That's the difference between professional and amateur.

At this time, he also saw Gu Fei, twisting his neck around him and saying: "Come on! ”

“Hmm!” Gu Fei nodded, his hands flashed. “Shh.” Moving in a flash has flashed in front of the Hundred Centuries.

“Hey, hey! Don't use this kind of toy when playing!!!” The Hundred Centuries are staring and emphasizing.

“Sure!” Gu Fei laughed, "Continued yesterday? ”

“Well, that's pretty much it.” The Hundred Years of Scripture says, "Shall we cut the weapons? ”

Gu Fei Lian nodded in a row and fought at his feet. It was difficult for the two of them to win or lose. Passionaire can't do anything about Gu Fei, and Gu Fei is unable to make an effective attack on a professional like him because of his power problems. Unless you wait for the Century Spandex to make its own mistake, it's pretty boring.

And the fighter weapon, that's another scene. Weapons amount to an increase in the distance and range of attacks by both sides, so much more space and so much more change. In this situation, strength may not necessarily be the decisive factor, so Gu Fei feels less embarrassed than his fists and feet.

“What do you use?” Gu Fei asked.

Passionaire pulls out a pocket and a stick.

“Dragon stick?” Gu Fei asked.

Passionaire nods her head. Dragon Fist is the general name of their faction. The inner branches are still named after fists, but in fact, some prominent legs, some claws, may not really be boxing. And one of the Panlong fists is more of a set of instruments. Like dragon sticks, dragon guns, dragon knives, etc.

“And you?” Hundred Centuries Reindeer Advisor Gu Fei.

“Well, what do you want to see?” Gu Fei asked him.

Passionaire is depressing. But how could he not know the name Gu Fei when his father had been a child in his ear? This man is indeed a genius, and the precise variety of kung fu tricks is beyond human imagination. As a pro, I don't understand how this guy mastered so many games at the age of 25.

Well, frankly, he's not 25 years old, he's Gu Fei's age now, and he finished all this stuff earlier than that.

Now they let themselves choose... what a masterpiece! Passionaire still envies Gu Fei's talent, and he hopes to have the opportunity to say such a burnt line. Unfortunately, at the moment, he can only bite his teeth and say, "Use your strongest! ”

“The strongest? It's all the same!” Gu Fei said.

The tears of the Hundred Centuries are all over the face. Finally, he said, "Use your sword! I've been wanting to teach Gu Jia's sword for a long time. ”

“Yes!” Gu Fei nodded happily, drew his sword, and flowed his sword in the dark.

The Dark Night Light Sword is sophisticated and the sword is obscure and low-key, but a circle of halos floating on the surface is unique to the Polar Army equipment. The wooden stick in the hands of Baisheng Spandex was pulled out of the thin skin of the little white yang outside the city by itself, and the system gave it the name of a wooden stick. No data, no halos, the place where hundreds of centuries of polyester are often held, some dirty fingerprints...

What a split image! Passionaire doesn't want to fight any more.

“Go ahead!” Gu Fei did not have a contemptuous attitude toward the little wooden stick of the Hundred Centuries Sutrals because he was carrying the ultimate weapon. After a sword ceremony, he said to the Hundreds of Centuries Sutrals.

Passionaire is also a hugging stick, followed by a stick suddenly picked out from the bottom.

Gu Fei leaned aside. Yes, in the face of the Hundred Centuries Spandex attack, he still had no choice but to avoid it, and he could not stop it with his sword. The opponent is an expert, and even if his strength is far worse than that of a warrior, his skill is not one level. One-time pressure on power is likely to be dominated by Century Polyester.

He slipped away from the stick, and Gu Fei immediately returned a sword.

The stick and long sword were short. Passionic spandex gave him a lift. Gu Fei tried to stab the Passionic spandex, but he had to rush forward a little.

He saw the Hundred Centuries translational spandex wrist stretch one by one, the stick fell in his hand, originally held on the fist, but at this time, he grabbed the fist tip, his arm waved on one side of his body, while flashing past Gu Fei's sword, and one stick fell toward Gu Fei's head.

Gu Fei was also splitting on one side. The direction of the sword stab was slightly adjusted. He still chased the Hundred Centuries through the spade stab. However, this change had been anticipated by the Polyester, and the cracked stick turned halfway toward Gu Feifeng. Gu Fei naturally refused to cross with his weapon and hurried to retrieve his sword.

In a short moment, each of them made a change. If people who knew how to walk were present, they would be greatly amazed. Those who didn't know how to walk could not imagine the difficulty in this.

With yesterday's experience with Gu Fei, Baisheng Lin has understood his style somewhat. "What do you see?” Gu Fei often doesn't make great moves, and he seems happy to see what his opponent has at his disposal first.

“Nice stick.” Gu Fei told the truth. In two simple moves, it can be seen that the Hundred Centuries polyester stick method is quite solid, but that's all, Gu Fei doesn't have a new feeling.

Passionaire obviously knows better about its level. After yesterday's confrontation, in fact, he already knew that there was a gap between himself and Gu Fei, and I'm afraid it was quite significant. Today's weapon his confidence in winning has faded, quite simply wanting to see and teach.

“And you!” So the Hundred Years of Scripture said, "Let's open our eyes! ”

“Is that... too soon?” Gu Fei said.

“…” The Century Polyester has been hurt again.

“Don't be so confident, not necessarily!” He said loudly that the already lurking fighting spirit had suddenly burned.

“Okay, here we go!” Gu Fei shouted and the sword had been raised.

The dark light of the sword suddenly appeared as Gu Fei's hand moved. Without walking through the door, the sword came straight to the avenue and stabbed the Century Sutrale.

“That's a hell of a move!” Hundred Scriptures of spatula, “it's just a few more swordflowers.” Though in his heart, he kowtowed with a stick to the sword.

At this time, Gu Fei's sword suddenly disappeared.

Passionaire was shocked. It was just glowing in front of me, how suddenly.

And then it just disappeared for a moment, and the hundreds of centuries had not yet arrived and reacted, and the sword had appeared in front of him again, yet at this point the tip of the sword was not far from him.

Suddenly, Gu Fei's sword had arrived here after a sudden cold appeared around his neck.

Hundred Years of Spandex is lost! There was a little bit of distance just now. I was confident that I could make my way. How could I suddenly put it around my neck in an instant?

Baisheng Lin suspected that Gu Flying used momentary movement...

But the suspicion just slipped away. Although Gu Fei frequently chewed his teeth, he believed that this guy was not so bad, and Kung Fu used his skills in the game as a guest.

Gu Fei's sword was not in a hurry to retrieve it. He looked at Baishi Sutra and laughed: “Are you okay? ”

Baisheng spandex bites his teeth. He wants to know what's going on, so he endures it. I thought about the series of changes that have just taken place. This is by no means a fantasy of online travel. This is a change in Gu Fei's sword technique.

Suddenly, the eyes of the Century Sutra were bright, looking back to Gu Fei: “Spring, summer, autumn collection?” The name is long, but it is a well-known technique in Gu Jia's sword method, very famous.

He nodded.

“Sword and flower is spring?” Ask the Hundred Centuries.

Gu Fei nodded.

“Disappearing is... winter hiding?” In the order of the processes, it seems spring is supposed to be long summer, but that disappearing change seems more appropriate in winter.

Indeed, Gu Fei nodded again.

“And then that's Xia Long?” The Century Spandex thought that the sword somehow suddenly hit itself.

Gu Fei nodded.

“What about Autumn Harvest?” Gu Fei's hand seemed to be in three details, and Baisheng Lin could not imagine where the fourth place was.

“Autumn harvest and you die...” Gu Fei retracted the Dark Night Light Sword.

Yet another depressing glycerin.

“No more!” Passionaire retrieved his white poplar stick from his pocket. Lovers are always teasing to play with themselves. It's a great move. I can't stop myself for a second.

Gu Fei didn't say anything, was not modest, didn't go to comfort, naked fact, what use is comfort? If you're modest... you're at this level, are you still modest? Bolt said to you, "No, no, I'm running slow." What's the difference between cursing people?

So Gu Fei put away his sword and asked him a question he cared more about: “I hear you're coaching at bodyguard school now? ”

Passionaire is a bit unnatural. Everyone knows what it means to do it. But he couldn't help but say to Gu Fei, “I'm just trying to support myself with my kung fu. ”

Gu Fei was silent. They learn kung fu, but kung fu is useless, and they all suffer. But the ideal of a hundred scriptures is more straightforward, and he sincerely hopes to live by kung fu. And Gu Fei... Gu Fei thinks that it is ideal to say that it sounds good, in fact, it can be said that it is full and nothing to do.

“There are some professional players in this game, have you touched them?” Gu Fei suddenly asked.

Four hundred magnificent chapters. How many chapters does this book write? Butterfly looks forward to the future (to be continued, please visit www.qidian.com for more chapters, author support and authentic reading!)