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

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

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

Li Sitong is still at level 69 with Lao Litou, and Fang Yun almost forgot how long she has been at level 69.

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

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

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

The first is to take a beautiful luminous weapon, the second is to bring a majestic baby ghost general, and the third is to catch up with Qianqiu and become a real dragon palace boss!

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

But since the lowest level of Guangwu has to be 90 to get it, even if she is only 69, she can only look at the beautiful Guangwu drooling on the street.

Fang Yun had thought about whether to help his little apprentice create a non-level Guangwu for fun.

However, because the weapons that Xuan Cai'e can carry are relatively unpopular, since he didn't have many weapons at first, he hasn't picked up even one unlevel streamer or stick above level 90 until now.

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

But it's still too early to think about it 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 a computer, Fang Yun turned his attention back to the main screen again.

The match against Huancui Building just now didn't have much reference value. Due to the huge disparity in strength between the two sides, they hadn't even started warming up yet, and the opponent was about to collapse at the first touch.

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

…

Soon, the time came to night.

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

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

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

On the contrary, due to the addition of an additional nanny, their lineup is obviously much more resilient than before.

This is actually closer to the mature Valkyrie altar gameplay.

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

Because a 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, for a subduing team, what they want more than gorgeousness is champion!

Withdrawing his thoughts, Fang Yun, who finished the fourth game, was about to go to the kitchen to make dinner, but when he turned around, he found that Li Sitong, who was sitting next to him watching the game just now, had disappeared.

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

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

Soon, after Fang Yun also joined the ranks of cooking, the two quickly put together a few light side dishes, paired with the rice porridge that Li Sitong had just cooked, and thus settled today's dinner.

After dinner, the two sat in the living room and rested for a while, and returned to the study room together at 8:30 in the evening, 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, is it true that as long as we win one more game, our Bianliang City will be able to advance to tomorrow's top 16 with a complete victory?"

"That's right."

Seeing that she seemed to understand the rules of the Martial God Altar quite well, Fang Yun nodded lightly, and added: "However, the intensity of the play-in competition often increases gradually. Although the official has never stated it clearly, if a team has been winning streak If they don’t, they may be marked by the system, and there is a high probability that they will be assigned to a team with the same winning streak in the next grouping. Once the preparation is not enough, it is very easy to ruin the winning streak.”

"ah?!"

Hearing these invisible rules about the Martial God Altar, Li Sitong opened his mouth and asked with some concern: "Then judging from the speed of your previous games, your opponent in the next game is likely to be a super super strong team." team!"

"Are you afraid? I was thinking that when you grow up, I will bring you to the Martial God Altar to increase your knowledge. Now it seems that you can't pass the psychological quality alone..."

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

"Who is afraid? I am not afraid!"

As soon as Fang Yun said that he might also have the opportunity to come to the Martial God Altar to fight in the future, Li Sitong became excited~lightnovelpub.net~ The original worry immediately dissipated, and he began to think seriously. what a distance...

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

After three consecutive crushing rounds, Liu Ximeng has long since lost her nervousness at the beginning, and her operations are becoming more and more comfortable and spiritual.

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

After Sujiu and the others rushed to Qianqiu one after another, Liu Ximeng skillfully formed a team and set up a dragon formation. After all the team members joined the team, they quickly adjusted their positions, and then teleported the team into the arena.

Standing in the blood-red sealed place, Fang Yun and the others who had made all the preparations before the battle were chatting in the voice at this time, killing the remaining few minutes.

Soon, after the last minute was over, when the time came to 9 o'clock, the few people only felt that the game screen changed, and they were cut into the battle instantly!