I'm Really A Newcomer

Two days passed in a blink of an eye.

Jiang Mian took a taxi and went to the Hongtian Internet Cafe.

The poster at the entrance of the Internet cafe was changed again. It turned out that Li Junguo also owned shares in this Internet cafe. He asked why there was only Qingpingle's promotion at the entrance.

Jiang Mian pushed open the door, and the cold air that hit his face made every pore on his body relax comfortably. For the special training of the Qingping band members, Hongtian Internet Cafe was closed today, so there were only six of them left in the huge Internet cafe.

Facing Jiang Mian, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Zhou Ze happily wanted to go up and say hello, but he was stunned when he saw Jiang Mian's delicate face after taking off his mask.

Except for an extra khaki band-aid at the corner of her eye, her face was as beautiful as ever, but there was something extra.

A few months ago, Jiang Mian seemed like a pure young man who loved games, but now his clear eyes were filled with coldness and a trace of inhuman dignity.

"I wonder if you, Qing Ping Le, regard me as a whetstone?" Jiang Mian said softly, looking at the stiffened crowd.

Ah, it still feels familiar.

Zhou Ze touched Xiaolu's bumpy chest and said with a mean smile, "How could that be possible~Brother Mian? How could you be a whetstone... This should be called bringing newcomers to say goodbye to the dock."

"How come there are only four of you here?" Jiang Mian said with some confusion.

"How could it be? It's all ready." Zhou Ze and Fu Yi looked at each other.

"Is everything ready?" Jiang Mian raised his eyebrows, and then carefully scanned the faces of everyone in front of him.

"Where's Zhang Wei?"

"I said...can you please stop crossing my face so naturally?"

In the center of Jiang Mian's field of vision, a young man raised his hands angrily, his neck red.

"Ah!" Following the voice, Jiang Mian finally spotted Zhang Wei, who was wearing a black T-shirt very close to him.

"Sorry." Jiang Mian said softly and apologetically, although he couldn't understand why someone could blend in with the environment so perfectly.

Zhang Wei, dressed in black, hid among a row of computers that were not turned on, but showed no signs of conflict. Jiang Mian even wondered if he was a stick insect in his previous life.

"Jiang Mian, this is Lu Qiao, whose real name is Lu Zhiyu." Fu Yi, the captain, pointed at the young man who was watching him gearing up not far away.

The young man's face was still full of innocence, and his dark eyes were full of the fighting spirit of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers.

Jiang Mian looked at Lu Zhiyu, who was dazed for some reason.

He blinked in a daze, as if the building was about to collapse.

The countless reflective computer screens in the Internet cafe are filled with shadowy figures, and the noisy chirping of cicadas can be heard in my ears.

Jiang Mian couldn't help but hold Fu Yi's shoulders to stabilize his swaying figure.

"What's wrong? If you feel unwell, we can..." Fu Yi looked at Jiang Mian's frown and asked softly.

Jiang Mian shook his head vigorously, and the abnormality of the world suddenly disappeared.

"Ha..." Jiang Mian breathed.

He looked at everything that was calm as usual in an instant, shook his hand and said, "It's okay."

"Is it really okay..."

"It's okay." Jiang Mian pointed to his head, "You know, it's an old problem."

Although he said this, Jiang Mian couldn't help but feel a little confused in his heart, because he hadn't felt this way for a long time since the "Dawn" finals.

"What do you mean? You want me to..." Jiang Mian asked softly.

"It doesn't have to go to that level, just brutally kill him." Fu Yi whispered in Jiang Mian's ear.

Hearing the devil's whisper, even Jiang Mian's lips curved into an imperceptible sneer.

…

Countless pieces of moss-covered bluestones were struck by the cold stream. Not far away, a rapid waterfall poured down from the cliff. The neat waterfall surface, cut into several strands like a knife, bloomed like hanging fireworks in the mountain stream.

All that is left in the world is the sound of the waterfall hitting the rocks.

The God of Death Bai Qi tightly grasped the hilt of the extremely heavy long sword, and the sharp blade pierced into the fine sand.

Bai Qi stepped on shoes that were soaked by the stream, and a few drops of bloody water dripped from the soles of the shoes.

Susano'o, who was naked in battle, held Tian Yu Zhan in his hand and faced the murderous Bai Qi from afar.

Rentu vs. Suguwu Zun, there is no doubt that the strongest version vs. the strongest version.

"Brother Mian...Actually, I learned the skills by watching your battle replays when I was in junior high school, although at that time I was not even among the top 100 in Pingming Pavilion." Lu Zhiyu said softly.

"Brother Fu, I guessed it was you when they said they saw hell, so I'm really excited now."

Lu Zhiyu controlled Susanoo. Even though his typing speed on the keyboard showed signs of catching up with Jiang Mian, Susanoo was still unilaterally crushed by Bai Qi, who was wielding a long sword. The power to fight back.

"You don't have to keep up with my speed. Pay attention to the rhythm and direction of my attack." Jiang Mian said softly, "You don't have to keep up with every beat, but at least you can guess when the next attack will occur."

Although there is no chance to play "Dawn" in the domain, in fact, every battle is closely related to "Dawn".

Jiang Mian's technique has reached the state of perfection.

Lu Zhiyu never dreamed that the cold-blooded boy opposite him, who looked harmless to humans and animals, was more of a human being than a fucking human being.

"It's over." Jiang Mian lowered his eyes and said.

Bai Qi has accumulated fifty perfect blocks.

He raised the sword in his hand.

In the bloody light that filled the sky, the long sword turned into a windlass sword called the Universe Front.

He drew the sword across his neck.

Drenched with blood.

Countless wailing souls spurted out from the flowing red.

The soul entangled Bai Qi, biting his strong body.

Bai Qi's health bar is getting lower and lower with the sacrifice, but at the same time, his attack power reaches its peak every second when the health bar bottoms out.

Susanoo was dismembered by countless sword rays in an instant.

The stream water was soaked with blood, and soon turned red.

The mountain stream is like hell.

Jiang Mian left the keyboard with trembling hands.

Lu Zhiyu stared blankly at the gray computer screen in front of him without saying a word.

…

"He's stronger again." Zhang Wei murmured like he was dreaming.

"So I said that the competition team would never let him play, even if he didn't suffer from the illness three years ago." Fu Yi murmured softly.

"As long as he plays the game, Dawn's game balance will be a joke."

"Because...the balance of victory will always be towards his side."