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"Hey, the only one who knows me is Master!"

Seeing that Fang Yun made a computer for himself just after the game, Li Sitong rolled his eyes and flattered with a smile.

After the flattery, she moved her chair forward, picked up the mouse excitedly, and logged into her account.

Li Sitong is still staying at level 69 with Old Li Tou, and Fang Yun almost forgot how long she had been at level 69.

However, he had heard from her when he was chatting with the other party before, that she seemed to plan to gain more experience and go straight to level 109 after a while.

In fact, it is normal to think about it. The reason why this chick stopped 69 was not her original intention. She was completely fooled by her little sister and Lao Li Tou.

What's more, Li Sitong has told Fang Yun more than once that there are three dreams she wants to realize most when playing Dream.

The first is to take a beautiful light-emitting weapon, the second is to bring a majestic ghost general baby, and the third is to catch up with Qianqiu and become a real Dragon Palace boss!

Third, based on her economic strength and understanding of the game, it will definitely be out of play within a few years, but one and two can still be imagined.

But since the lowest level of Guangwu can only be won at level 90, even if she is only level 69, she can only drool at the beautiful Guangwu that fills the streets.

Fang Yun had thought about whether or not he should help his little apprentice play a level-free Guangwu.

However, since the weapons that Xuan Cai'e can carry are relatively unpopular, since he did not have many brushes, until now, he has not brushed even a single level-free streamer or stick above level 90.

But it doesn't matter, since this girl has already decided to upgrade, after she reaches 105, Fang Yun will help her realize another dream first, and only a reliable ghost will play for her.

But it's still too early to think about these things. Right now, Li Sitong is still accumulating experience in an orderly manner, and Fang Yun also has his own things to do.

So after helping her free up a computer, Fang Yun turned his attention back to the home screen again.

The game that won the Huancuilou just now didn't have much reference value. Due to the huge disparity in strength between the two sides, they didn't start to warm up on their side, and the opposite side collapsed at the touch of a button.

But not every opponent in the Martial God altar is so easy to fight. If they don't want to capsize in the gutter, they must take every next opponent seriously!

...

Soon it was night time.

With the end of another crushing game, Fang Yun released the mouse and keyboard and stretched slightly.

With the end of this game, they have already played four games today, and they only need to win one more game to advance to the top sixteen tomorrow.

After replacing Qiancheng with Liu Ximeng and playing a few games, Fang Yun found that although the overall rhythm of their team was affected a little, these effects were not fatal.

On the contrary, due to the addition of a nurse, their lineup toughness is obviously much higher than before.

This is actually closer to the mature martial arts altar gameplay.

On such a stage where top players gather together, high fault tolerance is the real lifeblood of a team compared to the radiance of a single individual.

Because the higher fault tolerance rate means that they can deal with various complex situations more calmly. Although this style of play is not gorgeous in appearance, but for a server team, they want more than gorgeousness. champion!

Taking his mind back, Fang Yun, who had finished the fourth game, was about to go to the kitchen to make dinner, but when he turned his head, he found that Li Sitong, who had just been sitting next to him watching the game, was gone.

He got up and went to the living room. He was about to go to the kitchen. When he looked up, he saw that this little girl was wearing an apron at the waist and was standing in the kitchen preparing dinner for the two of them today.

Li Sitong learned to cook very early. After all, there is such a mother who likes to cook and has superb cooking skills.

Soon, after Fang Yun also joined the cooking team, the two quickly came up with a few light dishes, accompanied by the rice porridge that Li Sitong had just cooked, and thus solved today's dinner.

After dinner, the two sat in the living room and rested for a while. When the time came to 8:30 in the evening, they returned to the study together and sat down in front of their respective computers.

As soon as he sat down, Li Sitong suddenly remembered something and asked quickly: "By the way, Master, as long as we win one more game, we Bianliang City will be able to advance to tomorrow's top sixteen with a complete victory record?"

"That's right."

Seeing that she seemed to understand the rules of the Martial God Altar, Fang Yun nodded lightly and added: "However, the intensity of play-in matches is often gradually increased. Although the official has never stated it clearly, if a team has been winning streak If they do, they may be marked by the system, and in the next grouping, there is a high probability that they will be assigned to a team with the same winning streak.

"what?!"

Hearing these invisible rules about the martial arts altar~lightnovelpub.net~ Li Sitong opened his mouth and asked worriedly: "Based on the speed of your previous games, your opponent in the next game is very likely to be It's a super strong team!"

"That's scary? I'm still thinking about bringing you to the Martial God Altar to gain knowledge when you grow up in the future. Now it seems that you can't pass the psychological quality alone..."

Looking at Li Sitong's worried face, Fang Yun twitched the corner of his mouth and joked.

"Who is afraid? I'm not afraid!"

Hearing that Fang Yun said that he might also have the opportunity to come to the Martial God Altar to fight in the future, Li Sitong was immediately excited. The original worry disappeared immediately, and he began to seriously think about how far he was from participating in the Martial God Altar...

Without replying, Fang Yun put on his earphones, and while controlling Qianqiu Qianqiu to come to the teleporter at the competition field again, he greeted the team members in the voice to gather and prepare for today's final battle.

After three consecutive crushing rounds, Liu Ximeng was no longer nervous at the beginning, and he became more and more skillful and spiritual in operation.

This made Fang Yun, who was originally worried that she would not be able to adapt to the martial arts altar, heaved a sigh of relief. Obviously, in the continuous actual combat, this girl has begun to transform, and she is constantly advancing towards a mature server player.

When Sujiu and the others rushed to Qianqiu, Liu Ximeng skillfully formed a team to set up the dragon formation. After all the players joined the team, they quickly adjusted their positions, and then brought the team into the competition arena.

Standing in the blood-red seal, Fang Yun and the others who had already made all the pre-battle preparations were chatting in their voices, passing the remaining few minutes.

Soon, after the last minute, when the time came to 9:00 exactly, a few people only felt that the game screen changed, and instantly cut into the battle!