National Games: Zhongli at the beginning, the sense of security is full

"It's so tragic that a newcomer has appeared in the territory of you lunatics."

The figure was flying in a flamboyant manner while commenting.

Paimeng looked at the flying figure for a while, and suddenly whispered in Jiang Yuan's ear: "Jiang Yuan, look, he looks like a member of your tribe."

"..."

Jiang Yuan thought it was true.

The flying figure did have a pair of wings on its back, a single pair of wide and thick wings, which looked like the wings of an eagle.

Of course, he doesn't look like a member of Jiang Yuan's tribe, and his wings are not very similar to Jiang Yuan's self-proclaimed "celestial tribe" in terms of color and style.

But Jiang Yuan was even more disconnected from his pair of feathers. Rather than coming from two different worlds, the light wings could grit their teeth and say that they were celestial beings. When Paimon recalled it, he couldn't help but laugh.

Unexpectedly, Paimon's words were not loud, and everyone present was alert, attracting the attention of the man flying in the sky.

"Like a clansman?"

The man's hair and eyes were brown and black, the same color as the wings on his back.

When his eyes turned around, his eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and he was so shocked that Pai Meng hid behind Jiang Yuan.

Jiang Yuan stood in front of Paimeng and nodded to the man.

"Hello."

He greeted politely.

The man raised his eyebrows high and looked at Jiang Yuan from head to toe.

"I'm fine, but I don't see any similarities between you and my people."

The wings behind him fluttered, and the broad wings were so powerful that they drove the wind and pushed away some of the nearby testers, leaving a spacious enough place for him to stay.

After landing calmly, he spread his wings behind his back.

"Do you have wings like mine?"

Jiang Yuan shook his head: "No, Paimon is joking."

"uh-huh."

The man nodded haughtily.

"Then can you fly?"

"I'm really good at this." Jiang Yuan said frankly, "Paimon can do it too."

Paimon was flying in the air behind him.

"You can fly a lot, but you are not one of my people."

"Ah, yes, yes." Jiang Yuan nodded.

I don't think there's anything good about being one of your tribe. Paimon is just making fun of the setting I gave myself.

So is this identity unique? The attitude of other trialists is not like this.

As the visitor appeared, the testers' attention turned to focus on the visitor, with different expressions, but no one paid attention to Jiang Yuan and the others.

Most of their eyes were focused on the wings of the visitor, as if they were... eager to try or ready to make a move?

That person could not fail to see Jiang Yuan's perfunctory attitude, and he also noticed the focused gaze on his wings.

He spread his wings again and flew into the sky to look down. This angle made him even more condescending.

"I thought the newcomer was unlucky and was sent to the territory of lunatics."

"Now it seems that you are here because you are also crazy."

"..."

Jiang Yuan and Yidou looked at each other.

This is really innocent. They were evaluated as crazy for no reason.

"Hey, bird-winged man! I am the ghost king, not a madman!"

Yi Dou retorted with his hands on his hips.

When this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

The trialists whose eyes followed the movement of the "bird wings" couldn't help but cast surprised glances at Yidou.

This was followed by laughter of varying moods.

Some sounded like pure joy, some sounded surprised, and still others sounded like having fun.

"Hahahahaha, bird-winged man, this title is quite appropriate!"

"As expected of a newcomer, you dare to say that!"

"Just in time, let me see what the newcomer is capable of!"

People who are called this will naturally react the most violently.

He first stared at Yidou in shock and disbelief, then looked at Yidou. After confirming that Yidou was calling him this way, he became so angry that the feathers on his wings stood up, causing the wings to become larger and even fell off. A few.

"W-what did you call me?!"

"Bird-winged man!" Yidou repeated, "Is there any problem?"

He felt that his title was quite appropriate.

Jiang Yuan commented silently: It's quite appropriate, as appropriate as the flying dwarf melon. It's worthy of you, Yidou.

"Yes, damn it!"

The man was shaking with anger, his speech was not smooth, his face was red, and his feathers were falling faster.

"Okay, I originally planned to help you, but it seems that you are also crazy and don't need help!"

"Help? Help for what? Fight?" Yidou scratched his head and looked to the side.

The trialists around him had no intention of taking action.

Well, I couldn't say whether I had planned to take action before. For now, they are happily watching the show.

The above are the complaints from viewers in the live broadcast room.

They were suddenly energized by the development of the situation, and their barrage speed was more than twice as fast as before, making various guesses about the current situation.

By the way, let’s analyze the current mood of this “bird-winged man”.

What's your mood? You can tell by looking at his expression——

About to explode.

The audience's brain circuits are magical, and they say sarcastic remarks that the other person cannot see.

They watched each other's wings lose hair, and analyzed how long it would take for the other's wings to become hairless at this rate.

Some people say that this is not an ordinary animal, and it must have special feathers.

Some people think that it is possible to lose all the money at this speed.

Most people feel that seeing the other person being so angry, they will take action before all his feathers fall off, and then they will be knocked off all his feathers by a fight.

The level of excitement was even greater than when Jiang Yuan fought not long ago.

They had seen too much fighting and it lasted too long. As onlookers, they were tired of watching it.

Their analysis made sense, and Jiang Yuan and Paimeng's eyes couldn't help but drift to the wings behind the man.

And soon, the man gave a reaction that disappointed the audience.

He flew away.

That's right, with a flash of big wings, Feng slapped Yi Dou on the face in anger, turned around and flew away in the direction he came from.

"Humph, they are all madmen, I won't take the initiative stupidly!"

According to the meaning of his words, it seemed like he had experienced something similar.

A faint sigh of regret was heard.

"Since he won't take action, let me try you!"

A strange trialist jumped out with a smile on his face and actively invited a battle.

"Okay, let me fight you!"

Although Yi Dou can't figure out the specific situation, he will never get stage fright in battle.

Jiang Yuan didn't understand the situation either, and he was absolutely unambiguous while watching the battle.

Anyway, he could see that one of them had the upper hand in this battle.

Although the "bird-winged man" who flew away in front did not take any action, his momentum was really released by the random name given by Yidou.

According to Jiang Yuan's perception, his strength is enough to cope with it in a fight.

Presumably, the strength of the trialists in this world is not far apart.